The boy's face turned pale, his standing body took a step back trembling, and he fell straight backward.

Fortunately, Su Qiruo had quick eyesight and quick hands, so she grabbed him.

"Aren't you a palace servant?"

After pulling like this, Su Qiruo realized that there was a faded small purse tied around the young man's waist.

That pouch was specially prepared by the harem for the princes and princesses, and he still had one in such a desolate state, naturally it was not something a palace attendant would dare to do.

The boy lowered his eyes to look at the snow on the ground, and nodded slightly.

He is not a palace attendant, he is the prince, the Ninth Prince Chu Moyan, the least favored one in the whole palace.

Chu Moyan was born in Lenggong, he had never even seen the face of the former emperor, and this name was chosen for him by his father when he was still alive.

Perhaps, the first emperor didn't even know that there was such a son as him!

Su Qiruo was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered such a name.

"You are... Your Highness Ninth Prince? Chu Moyan?"

She remembered that it was written in the book that there was a ninth prince who was born in the cold palace under the emperor's knees. He grew up in the cold palace and suffered all kinds of humiliation. Later, he was sent by the emperor to marry him and died on the way.

Although there are only a few strokes, it also expresses the sadness of this unlucky child.

Poor child, it's not his turn to enjoy the royal family's favor, but the responsibility is pushed on him when they get married.

He grew up in the cold palace since he was a child, and his knowledge is shallow, even the few characters he knows were taught by his father when he was alive, so his temper is inevitably extreme.

He wanted to send him to get married, but he couldn't resist, so he committed suicide on the way to get married.

If he hadn't been implicated in the Southern Chu Kingdom, it could be considered that he had returned his life.

The boy was taken aback, and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, his big eyes were full of doubts.

She... actually recognized him?

Also know his name.

The boy's skin was very fair, and he looked a little sick.

He was emaciated, obviously the result of malnutrition.

The palm-sized face was covered with scars, but it couldn't hide those watery eyes, like a pure deer, ignorant and pitiful.

Looking at this figure who is only in his early ten years old, he must be older than his actual age.

Su Qiruo seemed to understand why those princes wanted to beat him. It's not a good thing for such an unfavored child to have such an alluring face in the harem where no one protects him.

They beat him, probably because of jealousy.

The young man's long eyelashes trembled. He thought he would not be able to answer, but he nodded anyway.

Su Qiruo has mixed feelings in her heart, and it's also her fault for being negligent. If she remembered that there was such a poor little boy earlier, and asked him to go to the Tai Academy to study, at least she could take care of him a little bit.

The former emperor entrusted the little emperor and several young princes to her upbringing. This is a sign of trust in her, but she still missed a child, which is really wrong.

Raising her hand to smooth out the broken hair around the young man's cheek, Su Qiruo lightly touched the bruise on his cheek, feeling more and more guilty.

"Where do you live, I will take you back."

As soon as Su Qiruo finished speaking, she felt a little regretful, he lived alone in a place like the Lenggong, and didn't even have a waiter around him, how could he go back?
But this is the harem after all, even if you want him to move out of the cold palace, you have to ask the emperor or the servant in charge of the harem.

The young man suddenly lowered his eyes, and tightly grasped the cloak wrapped around his body with his thin, fleshless fingers, leaving a fingerprint on it.

"I'll take you to the Tai Hospital to get the medicine first, and then I'll send you back."

Since she met, there is absolutely no reason to ignore it.

How much food such a small child can eat, how many people in such a huge palace can't afford to support, yet a child must be treated harshly.

Shaking his head in disappointment, the boy could not refuse any more, so Su Qiruo pulled him away.

Unexpectedly, before he could take a step, the boy rushed towards the snow.

Su Qiruo was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to catch him, her expression became even more ugly.

How bad is this injury? How cruel are those children?

Now that she is the Grand Tutor, she should discipline those disobedient little things well, so as not to lose the face of the royal family when she goes out in the future.

After all, her mother was too pedantic in the past, she only cared about teaching them knowledge, but didn't teach them how to behave.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

Su Qiruo crouched in front of the boy, looked back at him and said.

Chu Moyan pursed his lips lightly, grabbed the short sleeves with both hands, and shook his head.

"dirty."

The boy's voice was immature and somewhat hoarse, just one word softened Su Qiruo's heart.

"Not dirty, come up."

Su Qiruo pulled Chu Moyan back, and before he could react, she had already stood up with her back behind his back.

The boy's body is very light, and there is no weight on his back.

The snowflakes seemed to grow bigger again, falling on the ground one by one, on the bodies of the two of them, and also on the heart of the little boy.

The pleasant smell became stronger and stronger, and Chu Moyan couldn't help stretching out his small hand to wrap around Su Qiruo's neck.

My body is so warm, and my heart is also so warm.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since no one had treated him like this, it seemed like it had been since his father passed away.

He knew that his father was imprisoned because he made a mistake and angered his mother. The mother didn't forgive his father, so he didn't like him either.

Although he grew up in the cold palace, he would sneak out to play occasionally, and the people in the palace looked at him unpleasantly.

Later, when he grew up, he realized that he should not have existed.

But in the end it was the emperor's blood, the queen still ordered someone to ask his name, and gave him a royal ultimatum.

It's just that from the beginning to the end, his aloof mother never appeared.

Today is the anniversary of his father's death, he wanted to put two pieces of dim sum on the altar, so he used a set of half-worn clothes that his father left him to go to the palace attendant to change.

After finally exchanging two yuan, they thought they were thieves before they could send them back. They beat them severely and broke the snacks.

He was in pain, and he should have been very sad, but he felt a little lucky when he met a ray of light shining into his life.

Perhaps, she is the fairy sister who came to save him in the dream.

Su Qiruo carried her back to the Imperial Hospital, and the imperial doctors saw that it was the Grand Tutor who came in person, they were so frightened that they all stood up and bowed to pay their respects.

"I have seen Master Taifu."

"You don't need to be too polite, come and see the injury for the Ninth Prince."

Su Qiruo waved her hand casually, and said to Imperial Physician Liu.

Everyone was stunned, many of them didn't know that there was a Ninth Prince in the palace.

After all, Imperial Physician Liu had served the late emperor before, and after realizing it, he hurried forward.

Chu Moyan looked at Imperial Physician Liu defensively, and even tried to shrink himself behind Su Qiruo.

Imperial Physician Liu glanced at the young man in bewilderment, and then at Su Qiruo.

Su Qiruo patted Chu Moyan's shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Extend your hand and let Imperial Physician Liu feel your pulse."

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