After I was reborn, I was scumbag

My name is Yuan Hong. According to my imperial brother, I should have been the youngest prince in the Jin Dynasty.

Enjoy the love and favor of parents, the love of brothers and sisters, as well as countless gold and silver jewelry, delicacies can be enjoyed.

When Brother Huang said this, his delicate eyebrows, which were more beautiful than many Jiangnan beauties, would be stained with a faint color of nostalgia, and then, he would be hideous like a ghost.

I lowered my head and took a bite of the white flour steamed bun in my hand, reluctant to swallow it all at once, savoring the taste carefully.

"Brother...then when can we go back to Chang'an. When can you become the emperor?"

The dilapidated thatched hut couldn't keep out the wind and rain at all, and the thin layer of cloth on my body was quickly soaked by the rain.

Trembling, I leaned towards Brother Huang.

Brother Huang piled all the things that could keep me warm on my body, and even took a wooden plank to cover my head to protect me from the rain.

He said: "Give Brother Huang a little more time, I will definitely take you back to Chang'an, let you be the most beautiful prince, wear the best clothes and eat the best food every day..."

That year, I was only three years old.

When I grew up, my elder brother, who had been taking me to hide and hide, became busy at some point.

He no longer stays by my side every day, no longer cares whether I have enough food or not, whether I am dressed or not.

No longer sleeping with me, patting me on the back when I was awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.

I don't see him a few times throughout the year.There are only a few uncles who claim to be my imperial brother's secret guards and take care of my daily life.

I have warm clothes to wear, and I can also have people buy food for me to eat, read books, and teach me martial arts as I like.

But no matter how careful the people who take care of me are, they are not my royal brother after all.

And I know that we still can only hide in the dark, unable to see the light, like mice in a burrow.

Because if the mouse does not appear in the night, it will be torn apart and skinned by something more powerful at any time, and there will be no flesh and blood left.

On my seventh birthday, without warning, brother Huang came back suddenly.

He was wearing a simple and elegant sky blue robe, his face seemed to be thinner, but his deep features were filled with a faint smile, which was different from his usual sullen look.

Brother Huang is in a better mood, and my mood will also be better.Because he was the one who raised me from a babbling baby to being my only relative.

I happily went up to him, and wanted to throw myself into his arms, but when I got in front of him, I was timid again.

Brother Huang, who hadn't seen him for half a year, exuded a cold bloody smell all over his body, which was both familiar and yet so strange.

It was Brother Huang who took the initiative to pull me over, and hugged me as hard as he did when he was a child.

"Has Hong Er missed Brother Huang?"

Of course I really want to, but I know that Brother Huang is doing something bigger. This matter is related to my parents, brothers and sisters who died tragically, it is related to Da Jin, and it is also related to Brother Huang and me.

How can I drag him down?

So I replied very sensiblely: "Brother, don't worry, Hong Er will take care of herself."

On this day, Brother Huang actually spent a whole birthday with me, and stayed in my room, and fell asleep with me.

I still remember that his expression was a little ecstatic at that time, and he said to me: "Everything is ready... Hong Er, you won't have to suffer with Brother Huang soon."

The next morning, when I woke up, there was no one beside the bed, but my brother's body temperature was still in the quilt.

I foolishly waited for the emperor to fulfill his promise in this small thatched hut, and also thought about how I would repay the emperor when I grow up.

But when I went out to play in the street, I was stunned by the incense.

When I woke up, the person who bound my hands and feet said that I had already arrived in Chang'an, and Prince Pingxihou would come to ask questions in a while, and asked me to answer truthfully to avoid physical pain.

The man who came looked a few years younger than my imperial brother, with a handsome face with sharp brows and star eyes, sharp edges and corners.

He asked me many questions, but I didn't answer them. To his surprise, he didn't let me know what physical pain is.

But I know that they tied me up because they wanted to use me to blackmail my brother Huang.Because they are from Daliang, and I am a remnant of the Jin Dynasty.

The last time I saw Brother Huang was at the banquet.

I witnessed Brother Huang's smile with my own eyes, and when he saw me, he became so angry, miserable, struggling, and desperate. I was sure that for a moment, there was a determination to abandon me in his eyes, but in the end, Brother Huang loved me of.

He couldn't be cruel.

I know that Brother Huang has always been a very proud person. When I was young and he took me to escape, he went to the street to beg, and he never knelt down or bent down.

But that day, with tears in my eyes, I actually saw my emperor's brother begging others so humblely.

He actually said: "As long as you let Hong Er go, you can deal with my life as you like."

I think it's not worth it.From the beginning to the end, I was just his burden, and the revenge of my parents and elder sisters can only be avenged by the emperor.

I was so well protected by him, so that at that time, I couldn't do anything except cry and call him.

I watched helplessly as the man with a knife on my throat threw a dagger over, watched myself being dragged farther and farther away from Brother Huang, saw Brother Huang smile with relief, saw The lip shape he made.

"Live well."

I was stained with the blood of the emperor's brother, stepped on his bones, and survived.

After that day, I was taken to the imperial palace that I dreamed of. The prince Pingxi kept his promise and didn't kill me. He gave me a good palace to live in, and gave me good food and clothing.

But I have no freedom. All books and weapons are prohibited.

He spared my life, but he wanted to raise me like a dog, so as not to become a threat to Liang.

I can only live like this, recite the books taught to me by Brother Huang over and over again in my mind, recall the appearance of Brother Huang over and over again, and repeat those hatreds over and over again.

Ever since Brother Huang died, I have known that there are many things that I cannot let go of.

One morning, through the window of the house, I saw Prince Pingxihou again.

Oh no, he is now the regent.

Also, how can such a great achievement not be an extremely human minister.

The young man walking with him was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. He was the new emperor of Daliang.

It's just that they are holding hands, and there is a child in a brocade robe.

Carved in pink and jade, with a bright smile, he looks a lot like the two of them.

I couldn't help but look at the bronze mirror beside me. In the bronze mirror was a thin, unrecognizable face.

I don't even know it's me anymore.

I watched the little boy walk away.

Why, they are all the same age, he was lifted up to the sky, and I was buried in the mud.

I closed my eyes, and before my eyes were the shadows of swords and blood...