Chapter 348 It’s Hard to Be the Wife (32)

My name is Dai Yue, actually I have a surname.

My surname is Jun.

Counting all the other branches of the Jun family, the Prime Minister has to call me cousin.

From the time I can remember, people around me have instilled the idea that my whole life belongs to Jun Liyou, the little master of the Jun family.

I have to be loyal to her.

I must protect her with my life.

I didn’t understand at that time, and I was inevitably rebellious at heart, so I ran away from home several times.

The first time I met her was in a restaurant.

I had been away from home for several days, all my money had been squandered, and I was so hungry that I had no choice but to go to a restaurant to steal some food.

As a result, he was caught and beaten violently.

Then I saw the pink and jade-carved female doll standing on the restaurant, looking down curiously.

Without exception, I see my mother next to her.

My mother was her wet nurse at that time. I probably didn't like this little master at that time.

After all, she robbed my mother and wanted me to work for her all my life.

I was punched and kicked, but my mother held her in her arms and told her softly not to look at me, without even giving me a look.

In order to save my breath, I bit my lip and didn't scream.

Then I heard her say to her mother in a soft and waxy voice: "It's Sister Daiyue, wet nurse, please tell them to stop beating."

She actually knows me...and can call me by my name.

Mother sent someone to take me up.

I was dirty, but she didn't mind at all. She pulled me and gave me food, circling me like a bee.

But I don't like her even more.

Maybe it was because I was in my rebellious phase earlier, so when she annoyed me so much, I reached out and pushed her.

She was only five years old at the time. I pushed her and she fell to the ground. Then she looked at me with a... aggrieved and innocent look.

I should have felt some guilt at that time.

But when I think that what I am experiencing now is all thanks to her, that little bit of guilt disappears without a trace.

As a result, I was slapped by my mother and forced to kneel in the ancestral hall.

At that time, this was the most incomprehensible thing to me.

She is obviously my mother, why do you want to beat me for someone else?

It was late autumn, and I was kneeling alone in the ancestral hall, thinking about this problem over and over again, but I couldn't figure it out.

I didn't expect that she would sneak up, her little body hugging a quilt that could drown her, and her little face turned red from the cold.

She told me a lot, but I can't remember any of it. I only remember the warmth of me hugging her and huddled under a quilt to keep each other warm.

That morning, my mother led people to look for her everywhere, and finally found her at my place. I wanted to punish her on the spot, but she stopped my mother and beat her when she said she wanted to. In the end, the matter was settled.

From that day on, I stayed with her.

At that time, she was very cute, soft and waxy, speaking softly and crisply, with the innocence of a child.

I was a little reluctant at first, but after getting along with her for a long time, I had long forgotten the childish oath I had made that I would not serve her even if I killed her.

After being with her, I realized that what she had to learn was far more than what I had to learn.

But she finished her studies obediently every time, always worked hard to complete her homework, and made time to take me out to play.

As time went by, people in the house knew that she liked me, and their attitude towards me became much more polite.

Only then did I understand how important her likes were to people like them.

My mother came to talk to me on a snowy day, very heavy snow.

I still remember my mother’s expression, solemn and distressed.

She said, "My child, the little master has the entire Jun family on his shoulders. It is not easy for her. It is an honor and even more a responsibility for you to be the person beside her. You must treat her well, respect her, and protect her..."

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and my mother kept talking for a long time. Finally, she hugged me and cried bitterly, saying she was sorry.

But otherwise, the Jun family would be doomed. Only if the little master is good can people like them be good.

I don't know how I got out of my mother's room. I just know that when I walked out of the room, I saw her standing not far away, waiting for me with a red face.

When he saw me coming out, he immediately smiled.

In the vast white snow, her smile seemed to be dyed with the brightest color, which made my eyes sore.

It felt like a warm current was flowing through my heart, dispelling the biting cold of winter.

Since then, I went to school with her and learned those unfamiliar and difficult things together.

Every time I didn't understand something, she would teach me patiently.

In the third year, Yingyue was sent over.

Yingyue was younger than me and she, and she looked timid when she was brought here. I didn't understand how such a person could stay by her side.

Later I learned that Yingyue learns things quickly and has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She was just a little shy at first sight, but after getting to know her better, she will find that Yingyue is a very lively girl.

Since then, a small group of three of us has been established.

Before she was thirteen, her temperament was still very gentle. In the summer when she was thirteen, she and the former prime minister talked all night in the study. When she came out, her eyes were red, and she hugged Yingyue and me and cried for a long time.

We asked her and she said nothing.

But since then, her temperament has become more and more calm, the expression on her face is unpredictable, she no longer talks about what she likes or cares about, and she is no longer picky about food.

At some point, there were fewer and fewer people serving her, and finally only Yingyue and I were left, and even my mother was no longer there.

When she was fifteen years old, the former prime minister died suddenly. At that time, I realized that at the age of thirteen, she probably knew that her mother did not have many days to live, and that she should take on the responsibility of the huge Jun family.

Turns out, she's doing a great job.

Many times I thought that I would always be with her, laugh with her, worry with her...

When a man appeared next to her one day, I realized that we were not the only ones around her, she should have someone she likes.

That person is the one who should laugh with her, worry with her, and... till the end of her life.

I didn't expect her to leave the court. It was obvious that the position was within easy reach, but she gave up.

I didn't understand it for a long time, just like I didn't understand why my mother slapped me.

It was only after many years that I suddenly realized that she probably never liked that kind of life.

It's just that she has no choice and no way to retreat. For the sake of the huge Jun family and hundreds of people, she has to endure all this.

She now has the ability to escape unscathed, and the Jun family's future has been carefully arranged by her. The life she chooses is the best for her.

No matter what kind of life she leads, Yingyue and I will probably be with her.

"Dai Yue, what are you thinking? Your Gu Su has gone to see Mr. Ling Yue again. If you don't go, I will chop him to death." Ying Yue appeared out of nowhere and startled me.

I helplessly hold my forehead.

Gu Su, this young man has somehow become my family member.

"Let's go!" Seeing that I didn't move, Yingyue grabbed my hand and ran outside, "I'm not telling you, can't you talk to him properly? Your Excellency doesn't like him to be too close to Master Ling Yue..."

I also know that adults don’t like him to be close to Young Master Ling Yue, but what can I do?

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Good morning~