She didn't understand the meaning, but she liked the name.

Because it was the name of the boy, she liked everything she could.

Not long after, the girl named Yue'er had a serious illness, not only was her spiritual veins gone, but even her delicate and beautiful face no longer existed.

She cried for a long time and refused to see anyone again.

She didn't know what she should do, the young man held her shoulder, looked at her seriously with sad eyes, and advised: "Qingbei, you have to protect Yue'er well, you must not let her be bullied by others, no matter what happens, you must protect Yue'er"

She nodded as if she didn't understand, but she imprinted his words in the bottom of her heart, the most important position.

After that, the girl named Yue'er never left the Meiyuan again, she began to become inferior, timid, and cowardly, and the children in the house began to bully her, they called her ugly, called her a waste, and the fourth young lady Yan Lingruo even beat her.

She didn't dare to resist, so she could only huddle in the corner with her body in her arms, crying silently.

The first time she saw her being bullied, she rushed forward and pushed away the person who bullied her, but she was beaten hard by the person who bullied her, and she was covered in bruises and lay down for three whole days.

The child, her master, lay beside her, hugged her and cried for a long time.

She was lying on the bed, her whole body hurt terribly, but looking at her tears, her heart was sweet, and the protection that the young man said, she finally understood.

After that, the fourth lady would still bully her, but she no longer resisted, she would protect her in the corner and bear those punches and kicks for her.

She had promised to protect her, so that she could not be hurt again.

In order to cure Yue'er, the prime minister tried to find a doctor, and even the doctors in the palace had seen it, but he was never able to cure it, and he could only give up slowly.

Yue'er resisted everyone's approach, and she didn't want to leave the Mei Courtyard again, and the Mei Yuan slowly became cold, only the prime minister and the young man would often come to see her.

Those days were long and sour, and she became the only one who accompanied her.

The boy sometimes asked her if she would be bitter, and when she shook her head, he smiled at her, gentle and pure, as amazing as the first sight.

At that time, she looked up at him, looked at his warm eyebrows, listened to his gentle voice, and then silently treasured it in her heart, thinking about it over and over again.

Maybe at that time, she was already in love with that young man.

"Sichen, Sichen ......"

There was a gentle call in his ears, Baili Sichen came back to his senses, Ziyan Mingchen didn't know when he had finished reading the letter, and was calling her in a low voice.

She hurriedly collected her thoughts, and bowed her head a little embarrassedly, "Young Master Mingchen"

Ziyan Mingchen was slightly stunned, no one had used this title for him for a long time.

Baili Sichen completely subconsciously shouted, and when she reacted, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly changed her words: "General, are you calling Sichen?" ”

Ziyan Mingchen nodded lightly and said, "The letter sent by mercy, I have a few things that I don't know, go to her to discuss, and I won't stay in Chenxing Pavilion tonight."

Baili Sichen was stunned when she heard this, and a touch of pain crossed her eyes, but she quickly collected her emotions, got up and said: "Then Sichen will let the kitchen prepare, general, you ......"

"No need" Ziyan Mingchen stood up and folded the letter, "Pity my body is not good, I'll take a look, just use it for dinner in Yixin Pavilion"

She clenched the corners of her clothes and whispered yes.

Ziyan Mingchen didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

Baili Sichen stared at his back, his eyes gloomy and gloomy.