Xiao Bao said that Rui Ze was like a small rice dumpling. Round like a ball. The robe he was wearing was of the finest silk and satin material. Running around happily and merrily.
After hearing this, he couldn’t help but love him.
His love for Rui Ze, and his love for Yu Li, was all the same.
Although he was unable to see, the portion of his love not even the slightest amount could be lessened.
He couldn’t blame Rui Ze. He could only blame himself.
If not for his existence, Rui Ze wouldn’t have to encounter this kind of misfortune in his early age.
Being born in a Royal family, if he truly had to suffer this kind of incident sooner or later, he wished that it would come later, later in the far future.
The Blind Concubine with much difficulty lifted his arm, he took Rui Ze’s small body into his embrace, firmly hugged him.
He gently touched Rui Ze’s cold little face. His fingers came across the cold water stain on that face.
The Blind Concubine stretched his shaking and trembling hand, wiped away the tears on Rui Ze’s small face.
“I don’t blame you.”
“I just hate my own self, it was me who wronged you.”
His stomach was billowing , opening his mouth to vomit. However, he hadn’t eaten for several days, his stomach was empty. Unable to throw up.
Gasping to pacify his breathing, he hugged Rui Ze even tighter.
He had lost Yu Li, he couldn’t afford to lose Rui Ze and Xiao Bao.
The Imperial Palace was a very dangerous place after all.
Seven years ago it was like this, would it still remain like this for the next seven years.