The weak princess is super fierce

Xiang Zhao paused and said in a warm voice: "Young Master, you can choose whichever one you like. There is nothing that should or should not be done."

"Listen, I just like to listen to my second cousin talk." Li Cong put on his mask, turned his face and raised his head slightly and said to Feng Hui, as if Xiang Zhao didn't exist.

Feng Hui said nothing.

Li Cong didn't need Feng Hui to answer him, he just used this to tell some facts.

He continued, with a hint of youthfulness in his tone: "If it were my eldest cousin and my third cousin, they wouldn't say this. Instead, they would be like my mother... my mother, saying that as I am, I have never been There is only whether it should be done or not, and there is no such thing as whether we like it or not. But my mother and they always forget, and maybe they don’t forget, but they always think that a miracle will happen, hold on to unrealistic hopes, and are unwilling to give up or admit that I It’s true… I really can’t stand up anymore.”

At the end, the loneliness is wrapped in sadness, and the suppressed emotions are poured out in the form of self-mockery.

The youthful spirit is no longer seen, and the sunset gradually fades away.

He smiled with crooked eyes, but there was no smile at all.

It is like a human skin mask, covering the true heart with a false smile, and then covering it with a mask of green face and fangs, covering all the good or evil eyes of the outside world, and living with self-regulation.

Two years ago, at the moment when his pride was shattered, he thought about dying.

I really want to die.

What later brought him back from the brink of death were his mother's words: "If you really can't survive, my mother will stay with you."

He understood that the mother-in-law was threatening her own life, and hoped that even if it was painful, he would still live as the Seventh Highness of the Wei Dynasty, even if there would be no bright future for the rest of his life.

The coercion of his mother and concubine was very effective. He could die, but he couldn't see his mother and concubine who was dedicated to him dying for him.

He survived.

During the two years he survived, he laughed often, his temper was exactly the same as before his leg was disabled, and the sun was still shining brightly. However, only the confidants who served him closely knew how gloomy and dark his life had been during these two years.

The mother-in-law didn't know, and thought that he, like her, had accepted the result of having to live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and for her, he really survived and lived as if he had moved on.

His mother and concubine would sometimes ask him why he was so close to his second cousin Xiang alone, but he would always smile and say nothing.

In fact, the answer is very simple, because the second cousin Xiang can see the darkness deep in his heart, and he can occasionally take a breath in front of the second cousin Xiang.

Such as this moment.

He chose a ghost mask with a green face and fangs without any scruples.

If there was anyone else here today, he would not choose. He would choose the mask with the smiling face of Maitreya Buddha and remain a sunny and carefree young man.

Xiang Zhao knew this, so when he heard Li Cong's almost confessional words, he was not surprised.

When he was surprised by Li Cong's choice of a ghost mask just now, he was not surprised by Li Cong's heart which was actually full of gloom, but because unexpectedly, on Sophora Flower Street, Li Cong revealed his true inner thoughts for the first time.

It was not like there had been times when he went out with His Highness before, but such a scene had never happened.

As long as he is outside and not in a private room or other rooms, His Highness will always wear the same impeccable fake Lotte mask as he does in the palace or Xiang Mansion. He will never be in the open air such as at the entrance of a street or alley. , make the choice you really want to make based on your true temperament after losing your leg. "Sir... something is different today." Xiang Zhao knelt down and looked up at Li Cong, who was wearing a ghost mask.

Li Cong smiled. The green-faced fanged mask covered his smile, but the laughter still came out. His tone was brisk: "I suddenly figured it out."

"Suddenly figured it out?" Xiang Zhao wondered, "What did the young master think about?"

"Life is long, but also very short. Whatever you want, you have to fight for it before you know whether you will succeed or fail." Li Cong didn't lie or prevaricate. He really suddenly figured it out, "Second cousin Just now, I was asked to help Cousin Zheng go to her second brother to get a chance to develop a relationship with Mr. Lu. I agreed and figured it out... Whatever you want, you have to fight for it, whether I fight for it myself or The people around me fight for me, but only if I fight will I have a chance."

He took off his mask and there was no smile on his face.

He looked back at Xiang Zhao expressionlessly: "In the past, my second cousin always said that there was still hope for my legs to stand up. As long as I could find the descendant of the world-famous Luoshui Divine Needle, my legs would still be good. There is hope. Every time I hear my second cousin say this, I smile and nod, but I never have hope in my heart."

"That's why the young master never allowed Zhao to find the descendant of the Luoshui Divine Needle, nor did he allow the people from the Imperial Hospital to treat the young master's legs again?" Xiang Zhao's eyes fell on Li Cong's legs. He really felt sorry for the little one in front of him. His six-year-old royal cousin.

Li Cong hummed softly, his eyes lowered and fell on his legs in the wheelchair: "Second cousin, help me, help me find the descendant of the Luoshui Divine Needle."

"Son..."

"I want to have hope, I want to have hope."

Xiang Zhao had actually been looking for it, but because Li Cong didn't agree with his search before, he secretly asked someone to look for him. Now that Li Cong agreed, he was so happy that he began to figure out how to increase his manpower, material and financial resources. Search more broadly.

The sooner the descendant of the Luoshui Divine Needle is found, the higher the chance that His Highness's broken leg will be cured.

So, it's better to find it as soon as possible.

It's rare that His Highness has figured it out on his own, no longer has the sunshine on the outside but is gloomy on the inside, and has personally said that he wants to have hope. This is a great thing!
We must not let His Highness’s newly aroused hope be extinguished in the blink of an eye!

Feng Hui was also so excited that tears flashed down his face.

His Highness finally figured it out, great, he will tell Ling Xian when he gets back!
Li Cong looked at Xiang Zhao, who was overflowing with joy, and then at Feng Hui, who was so excited that he almost cried with joy. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a rare true smile.

Soon he continued walking forward.

Xiang Zhao took Li Cong through Huaihua Street and then strolled slowly to Nanshu Hutong.

After the two masters, two servants and four others had gone away, Meng Shisan took the orb and slowly walked out of the alleyway where he was hiding from the wall.

Originally, Baozhu took her through this alley as a shortcut, so that she could walk less and get to the Jinxiu Cloth Shop she wanted to go to quickly. But she didn't expect that before leaving the alley, she would hear so much. corner.

"Who are they? Do you recognize them?" Meng Shisan asked Baozhu.

"I recognize you!" Baozhu said with an expression that Miss You have forgotten, "The young master sitting in the wheelchair is His Highness the Seventh. The young master standing next to His Highness the Seventh. Although I don't recognize him, I think the one whom His Highness the Seventh is calling is The young master is considered the 'second cousin', so he should be the second young master of the Xiang Mansion, Xiang Zhao!"

Meng Shisan was very familiar with the expression on Baozhu's face. He crossed his arms and asked, "Have I met His Majesty Seventh Prince before?"