C552 Make yourself better and come back

The sky quickly darkened, and all the tents were lit up. Light seeped out from the small windows and intertwined in the air, giving off a kind of hazy gentleness.

Guan Xiong entered the commander's tent, cupped his hands, and asked: "General, everything has been arranged, when are we going to attack?"

Bai Changjian stood at the small window and looked out into the dark night. His brows were filled with sorrow, and only after a long while did he say: "Tomorrow is the day of my sister's funeral, it is set to be dawn, let the war drums beat louder, I want to send my sister off!"

Guan Xiong agreed. He was about to leave, but he could not help but say: "General, people cannot be revived, please be merciful."

Bai Changjian waved his hand. His heart was filled with endless pain and an even greater hatred. He hated that his father had married her to the Prince Chu and that he had failed to protect her … Maybe, the matter of loving his wife as if it were his life was just a front. Prince Chu had a grudge with his father, and his former fiancee had also returned.

He heaved a long sigh in his heart. She must have looked like a girl when she was seventeen. When he left, she was still a little childish, with indifferent eyes. Now that she had grown up, she must be even more beautiful than her mother. He imagined her face, and his heart ached.

After the nurse had left, she had said that he was the only one who was good to her, but she was also good to him, and he had not told her that she was a warm sun in his heart, and in those dark days he had not worked so hard because of her.

His mother was weak and incompetent, and had high hopes for his son. She would nag at his ears all day long, want to advance, take the exam to become famous, gain fame for her, win honor for her, and her own sister. Her heart was filled with selfishness and coldness, and she only cared for herself, and she always treated everyone with an attitude of being aloof and aloof.

That year, when he was twelve years old and was scolded by the teachers for wanting to play around, for not being able to learn his lessons, for not being able to memorize a book, First Lady took the opportunity to show off his might and punished him to kneel in the Ancestral Hall. It was a late winter's night, but First Lady did not even give him a praying mat, making him kneel on the cold ground. The room was very big and empty, the high platform in front of it was filled with ancestral tablets, giving off a sinister aura.

However, his mother did not dare to come. His sister probably felt that he had lost face and did not want to come. His father was out having fun, but he came back rather drunk. When he heard that he was being punished, he just made an 'oh' and said nothing more.

He was hungry, cold, and frightened, and he could not get down on his knees. He curled up on the ground, despairing, hating this cold home. He clearly remembered that night, the wind outside was very mournful, whistling through the crack of the door as it blew in. After that, there was a very faint creaking sound, and he was scared out of his wits when he heard her soft voice, "Big Brother."

To him, "Big Brother" was no different from the sound of nature. He knew who she was, and he normally did not pay much attention to his most unpopular Fifth Sister when he saw her. Yet, she came to visit him at this time.

She slipped in like a cat and quietly arrived in front of him. She took out a steamed bun from her bosom and gave it to him, "Big Brother, I'll give it to you to eat.

He was so hungry that after a moment's hesitation he took it in his frozen hands, thanked her, and began to eat with a slight tilt of his body. In truth, at that time, he felt that his face had been completely shamed. Although he was a bastard, he was the eldest son. He still had a bit of status within the mansion, but he had fallen to receive her favor.

After he finished the steamed bun, she magically took out another meat bun and offered it to him as if it was a treasure. "Eat another one."

He was a little unhappy and asked her, "Why didn't you give me a meat bun first?"

She said, "I'm afraid that if you eat meat buns, you won't eat steamed buns anymore. The wet nurse said that all the brothers and sisters in the mansion talk a lot about eating only good food and not bad food. If you eat meat buns, you will definitely not eat steamed buns again, but if you don't eat more, you will get hungry. She watched him eat the meat buns and couldn't help but swallow her saliva. "It's delicious, right?"

He was actually very shocked in his heart. He did not expect a four year old little girl to say something like that. He gave half of it to her, "You eat too."

She blocked back, "I've already eaten, and I'm still full. Big Brother eats."

he asked. "Why aren't you sleeping at this late hour, and aren't you worried about your nurse coming out?"

She smiled until her eyebrows curved, looking very pleased with herself. "I sneaked out. I didn't know."

"Hurry back, it's cold at night, don't get frozen."

She gave him a faint smile and gave him another item, "A sweet skin brewed by a wet nurse. Try it. It's sour, sweet, sour, and sweet. It's really tasty."

He didn't like to eat snacks, and he wasn't interested in this kind of fruit that he had never heard of before. He pushed her hand back and said, "You can keep it for yourself, I don't like eating these."

Taking advantage of his surprise, she giggled and stuffed a piece into his mouth, tilting her head to wait for his reaction. What was he thinking at that time?

He hadn't expected her to do this, to force it into his mouth. He was in primary school with his sister-in-law, so he spoke in a very refined manner with very little physical contact. It was a kind of faint estrangement, but she almost stuffed her fingers into his mouth. It was not difficult at all, only smiling foolishly as she blinked and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

He chewed and swallowed a few times. His voice was no longer his own. "Delicious."

She was happy, and was very satisfied with his answer. She stuffed the rest of the candy skin into his hands, and fished out an ugly stove to stuff together, "I don't know who threw it away, but I did. The nanny said it was still usable, the Big Brother should keep it warm, I have to go, if the nanny finds out I'm gone, she will worry."

He held those things as he looked at her in a daze, unable to believe that she was a four-year-old little girl. When she reached the door, he softly said, "It's night. Be careful. Don't fall down."

She waved at him from the door, smiling like a flower, "Don't worry Big Brother, I'm used to it by night."

The door creaked ever so slightly again, and her tiny body flickered and disappeared into the night.

It was an extremely cold night, but to him, it was a night that had lived for twelve years. On the warmest night, she was like a lamp that brought him light and warmth, opening another window in his heart.

However, he no longer complained, no longer lamented that fate was unfair. He had changed, had some ideas and plans for the future, and as he watched her grow day by day, he finally decided to leave, because he wanted to become better and come back.