Xiao Ziliang suddenly sneered: "Women's kindness! Do you think people's lives are the same as humans? The street beggar's despicable life, not to mention comparing to my sister, can I be the same as you and me?"

The child said, "I don't think my life is so noble than the life of a beggar."

"Is that true?" Xiao Ziliang smiled.

He got up, patted the snow on his body, and said, "You go out and see the thousands of miles of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, and then think about the continuous wars in the past and the people are living in poverty. Who do you think this is all the credit?"

"If you say credit, many people have it. But the mother's credit is the most."

Children must not deny this.

"Then tell me, is your mother's life the same as the beggar outside? How much can your mother's life benefit the people of the world if she lives for one day?"

The child didn't speak.

Qian'er listened for a long time and said, "My uncle, her mother's life is her own. Is it because she is smart and capable that she must be responsible for the world and your life?"

Xiao Ziliang was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.

Qian'er said again: "Uncle, I understand that you care about the Queen Mother's mood. Who doesn't care? When we brothers and sisters knew about it, they were sad for a long time. But no matter how sad you are, you can't blame anyone for this, nor can you ask Queen Mother to stay alive and protect your future. Is that fair to her?"

Xiao Ziliang was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Is it that in your eyes that my uncle is just a waste who only wants to use your mother's queen?"

The child thought to himself, in the mother's heart, you are indeed such a person.

Qian'er said: "Uncle, we all understand that you really can't bear to leave your mother. But do you know how much trouble Chuanchuan suffers because of your anger? Fortunately, they are safe for their mother and son. If Chuanchuan has a good life, it will cause great turmoil for Northern Qi. The people's lives are just right, so you have to consider the overall situation."

Xiao Ziliang sneered: "Without Xiao Chuanchuan, no one will do this Northern Qi throne?"

"Uncle, what you said is really irrational. I have been the first three years since Chuan Chuan ascended the throne and has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Do you want to make the Northern Qi Dynasty turmoil again?"

"That has nothing to do with me!" Xiao Ziliang said in anger.

"Everyone in the world has nothing to do with you, Xiao Ziliang, the only one is the most important thing."

Yun Dai came over, "Xiao Ziliang, how old are you? You have been scolded by me for a lifetime, and you really treat yourself as a waste?"

Seeing Yun Dai, Xiao Ziliang's eyes instantly turned red again.

But this time, he held back and did not cry loudly.

Yun Dai looked at him and suddenly remembered a sentence in his mind.

No matter how strong the emotions are, they will calm down as time passes.

"Sister." Xiao Ziliang's voice became more normal, and he did not yell or be silly. "Can you tell me what's going on with your body? Don't you look pretty good now? If you need any medicine..."

Yun Dai raised his hand and interrupted him: "Xiao Ziliang, I can think of the solutions you can think of, and I can think of them even if you can't think of them, so don't ask anything. I can only tell you that what Si Huanian said is true."

"sister..."
Chapter completed!