My Empress is My Bad Girl

Shui Yijun said: "When I was young, I naturally resisted and struggled. But..."

He didn't say anything.

The toddler asked: "Did she hit you?"

Shui Yijun shook his head: "I once threw off my mask and ran out of the room, and met several disciples along the way. Later...everyone who saw my appearance was killed by her."

The child shivered: "This poisonous woman."

She glanced sideways at Shui Yijun.

Through the mask, he seemed to be able to see what he looked like at this time.

Thinking about it carefully, she was too harsh on him.

A few-year-old child, who grew up under the suppression of such a mother, watched his little playmate die tragically in the hands of his mother, just because others looked at him.

How much psychological shadow will this leave behind?

Compared with him, young children feel that they are too free to live.

Her father and mother and queen never asked her or criticized her, loved her very much, and respected all her preferences and wishes.

The child feels that she can have such a pair of fairy parents, which is the blessing she has cultivated in several lifetimes.

She shouldn't demand Shui Yijun with such a healthy life as herself, and confidently ask him to make changes.

Seeing her staring blankly, Shui Yijun smiled and said, "What do you think?"

The toddler pulled up one of his sleeves and wiped his eyes: "Shui Yijun, you are so pitiful."

Shui Yijun smiled and said, "Thank you for your sympathy with me."

"But," the toddler said, "you must not feel guilty. Your mother is the one who killed, and it has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself for the death of those people."

Shui Yijun was startled slightly, "I see, thank you very much."

At this time, someone in the distance called her: "Master sister, come to have a drink!"

"Oh, you go first."

The toddler recognizes that it is an insider with a fairly high prestige.

Shui Yijun stood up and said with a smile: "Today is your good day, go and celebrate with them. I will go back now."

"Hey—" the toddler pulled him, "Why are you going, it's not good to be with us?"

"If I go, wouldn't I drive people away?" Shui Yijun had already taken it for granted and smiled softly, "It's okay, you go. I didn't like this kind of occasion."

The toddler said: "I don't like it either."

"I think you are a person who likes to join in the fun."

"I'm willing to join in the fun with the people I care about, but not with a bunch of people who can't even call their names." The toddler laughed, "Why don't we go for a drink?"

"I can't drink..."

"It's not that you can't drink, your mother doesn't let you drink, right?" The toddler pulled him up, "Let's go."

Sitting here, he is also under scrutiny and taboo.

Toddlers don't like those gazes.

Shui Yijun obediently left with her.

They found a quiet hill with trees, flowers, wind, and birds.

Cool breeze.

The toddler said: "You sit here and wait for me for a while."

She went to the cafeteria to get some food and a jar of wine.

Back in the distance, Shui Yijun still sat on the rock obediently.

Looking at his back, the toddler seemed to be able to imagine how terrified and helpless the kid who was killed by his little playmate back then was.

"Look, there is good wine here." The toddler smiled and poured him a glass.

Shui Yijun took the wine and looked at it.

The child said: "There is no one else here. Take off your mask. It's hard to wear it all the time."

"it is good."

Shui Yijun raised his hand, took off the mask and gently put it aside.