The Villain’s Little Cutie

Assi went to buy two bun-shaped river lanterns.

The tops are still screwed together, making them decent.

The greedy Asi wanted to take a bite.

She took Rong Yu's hand and came to the river.

The little girl squatted on the ground, holding two big buns in her hands, looking at the bright lights in the river in twos and threes, she raised her head and smiled at Rong Yu who was still standing there.

"Rong Yu, come here, you can make a wish!"

She beckoned.

Rong Yu squatted down.

The wind was a bit cool at night.

Rong Yu didn't wear much, but when the wind blew him, his brows instantly frowned.

He squatted beside Asi, just thinking about going back to the palace as soon as possible, where could he put his light on the river lantern.

"This is yours."

After passing the other one to Rong Yu's hand, Asi closed his eyes, made a pious wish, and then wrote it stroke by stroke on the paper and put it in the river.

Rong Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

He only saw the second half of the sentence-

Worry-free for a hundred years.

The previous words flashed past, and I didn't see it clearly.

Asi turned around and saw Rong Yu staring at the river in a daze, she reached out and poked him.

"Wish."

Rong Yu closed his eyes at will, and then put down the lantern.

As soon as A Si saw that there was nothing on the lamp, he quickly picked up his hand.

"I will help you."

She wrote a few big characters on the paper—

Eat sugar every day.

After finishing writing, Asi smiled at Rong Yu.

"I make a wish for you, you make a wish for me."

After finishing speaking, the river lantern was dropped into the water and drifted away.

It turns out that it says on it.

May Rong Yu be a hundred years old and worry-free.

Rong Yu bit his lip, his face pale.

That wish is probably useless, because he is in terrible pain now.

The cold wind blew on his body.

He endured it all the time, and the little girl next to him kept talking.

He didn't listen to anything, only the big words in his mind.

May Rong Yu be a hundred years old and worry-free.

how come…

Worry-free?

Asi was talking to Rong Yu about the delicious and fun surroundings.

They were all eaten and played when she sneaked out of the palace in her free time.

But Rong Yu didn't say a word, and the voices around him were noisy.

When he reached a slightly quieter place, Asi stopped.

Sure enough, he found that the man was pale.

Trying to endure something.

"Does your stomach hurt again?"

Rong Yu nodded.

His eyes glowed with water, which was extremely pitiful.

She touched Rong Yu's hand, the hand she was holding was a little warm, and upward, it was the cold arm.

Assi raised his head, "Is it cold?"

Obviously it was just past summer and the temperature was right, but Rong Yu's body temperature was extremely cold.

Rong Yu did not speak.

But his body was trembling slightly.

His lower lip was also white, and even bloodshot.

In so many years, Rong Yu has never been cared about.

If it hurts, it hurts, and if it's a big deal, I'll endure it for a while.

There was a dead silence in his eyes.

Suddenly, he put on a coat.

When she lowered her head, she saw the little girl in her jacket leaning on herself.

"I hold you, let's go back quickly."

She knew that Rong Yu's stomach hurts easily, so she put her hands up.

With the other hand behind his back, he said softly: "I will go back soon."

While talking, she slapped him on the back.

Guard him to the palace.

As soon as he returned to the sleeping hall, Rong Yu lay down on the bed.

A Si knelt and sat aside, staring at the pale Rong Yu and said, "Will it be better to drink some **** soup?"

Rong Yu pursed his lips and pressed his abdomen firmly.

Lifting his eyes, he whispered: "Just rub it..."