Chapter 8: Moonlit Hero (1)

The next moment, she just shouted, “Wow,” and muttered, “Brother, rob. Brother, bad…”

Ruan-shi finally came to her senses and deliberately taught her son. “Zhou gē er is not good. How can you grab your sister’s food?”

Zhou’ger felt aggrieved when he heard his mother say that. “I didn’t. My sister gave it to me…”

Before he could finish his words, Xu Yun Yao cried a bit louder and even hiccuped. But the phrase “brother, bad” never stopped.

Ruan-shi coaxed her daughter while spending time teaching her son.

Zhou gē er grieved, pursed his mouth, wrinkled his nose, and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Xu Yun Yao looked up at him for a few seconds and threw him a secret smile.

Zhou gē er saw it naturally. His mouth was slightly open at first, and then he murmured a few words. Xu Yun Yao didn’t hear it clearly, but she looked at her brother, who was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost and was entirely spiritless.

She felt a little funny. She no longer pretended to cry and obediently let Ruan-shi wash her face.

When Ruan-shi took her into the next room, she noticed a strange child inside. She couldn’t help looking at it curiously.

The child, as if covered with thorns, refused to live thousands of miles away. It doesn’t look the fart old man(Tang Song Nian) or this plump little girl’s mother (Ruan-shi), who will appear here at this time, it will certainly not be the children of the big room and the second room.

Who was he?

As soon as the child saw her, he stepped back subconsciously. His eyes were alert; his body was taut; and the whole person seemed like entering a state of vigilance.

Xu Yun Yao: Is he afraid of this palace?

“This is the little Zhuzi who’s temporarily living in our house. Little Treasure must be obedient; do not bully him.” Ruan-shi saw her daughter’s doubts, squeezed her face with a smile, and instructed.

Xu Yun Yao nodded smartly.

The child threw her a glance, then quickly looked away from her. Without her knowledge, she was placed on a blacklist. (By Zhuzi)

After all, this little girl was spoiled and vicious. She even framed her brother, which was worse than the self-willed, stubborn, crying daughter in his aunt’s house. It was better to steer clear from her.

After a while, Bi Wen brought Zhou gē er and came over. Xu Yun Yao inadvertently found that when her brother passed by the little child, the child felt tense and took back a few steps, scampering away from Zhou gē er, who broke away from Bi Wen and rushed to Ruan-shi.

Xu Yun Yao had been observing the child named “Zhuzi”. Seeing that his face suddenly showed an envious expression, she rolled her eyes around and waddled towards him.

Then, she soon discovered that every step she took towards him, he would take one back. It seemed that he was afraid of being touched by others.

She stopped, looking at him with her melon head tilted. She noticed that his muscles were fully stretched, and he looked at her warily. His whole body was in a state of alert, as if as long as she went one step further, he’d run away.

“Your name is Zhuzi? Have you eaten breakfast? Should I take you to eat something?” After a gesture from Ruan-shi, Bi Wen stepped forward, bent down, and kindly asked him.

Xu Yunyao was surprised to find that when Bi Wen approached him, except for his stiff body, he did not avoid her touch.

What a strange child, she murmured in her heart, then spread her arms and walked towards Ruan-shi with her short legs.

After a while, she heard a young but slightly husky voice coming from behind.

“My name is Shaoting, He Shaoting, not Zhuzi.”

She paused and turned around suddenly, staring at the expressionless face, trying to sense that familiar feeling she got.

Being stared at by her, He Shaoting felt uncomfortable. He unconsciously hid behind Bi Wen.

“Little Treasure?”

Ruan-shi felt doubtful as she saw her daughter staring straight at the child.

Xu Yunyao didn’t hear it, just keeping her eyes focused on him.

This face is less determined and less mature. The only similarity is the “indifferent” expression.

Would it be him? Could it be the young general, the loyal and brave Marquis, who had made outstanding contributions in the war, enjoyed awe-inspiring glory in his life and great sorrow and honor after his death, Marquis He Shaoting?

Although the war in the Central Plains had subsided in the Great Qi Kingdom, neighboring countries were still eyeing it covetously, repeatedly closing the borders and disturbing the hearts of the people. After Emperor Tianxi, when Emperor Taizong took over the throne, the war between the Great Qi Kingdom and neighboring wolf-like countries officially kicked off.

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And 16-year-old He Shaoting began to shine in the war like a resplendent star.

However, Xu Yun Yao remembered him not because of his outstanding unbeaten record and regret that he did not take the lead in his career, but because he was the only… man who had kindled her girlish feelings.

As for how he aroused her feelings, even though it was a cliché, it was also the one that was most likely to move a girl’s heart. Yes, the hero saving the beauty!

At that time, she was still Emperor Taizong’s eldest son’s wife’s little maid, later Empress Dowager Cixi. She was framed and made a mistake at the banquet hosted by the prince. If it weren’t for a simple sentence from He Shaoting—who was already a high-ranking general at that time—she would have been dragged down and killed on the spot.

In the bustling hall, this man was the quietest and the most unique, but he was also someone whom no one dared underestimate. Even the Crown Prince of the East Palace tried to curry favor with him.

He never smiled and didn’t talk much, just sitting there while drinking and pouring wine. He formed a little bubble of his own. He was a bit sloppy, as if there was nothing in the world he cared about.

At that time, she could only take up the opportunity to look at him gratefully, secretly remembering his face, and then humbly backing away.

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