I don't know if it was because of King Gao, or if his mother really liked the pouring dyeing, according to the maidservant, the eldest princess even wrote two more copies of the usual number of characters every day.

"The prince is going out?" When he spoke, someone seemed to be singing a song in the distance. The song, with its long rhyme, seemed lighter than the mist.

Ming Qi stretched out his hand and blocked her from saying, "Is anyone singing?"

"It was a gift from my mother to the Queen Mother. Pour Dye replied politely.

Ming Qi was going to walk her through like this, but some words were held in his heart like that, which made him very unhappy, and he stopped and looked at Dip Dye, "Who taught you to talk like this?"

Tilting Dyeing's head, which had been half-hanging, slowly raised, "It's not who taught it, it's me who is learning without worry." "After talking for a long time, you look like yourself when you say this. Don't learn from her, though, I hate her now. Don't you hate her too? Now that we have reached a consensus, let's hate her together, and maybe once in a while we can say bad things about her. It has been said that the opponent of the opponent is the bosom friend. We can also try. Defeat the arrogance of carefree, I look forward to it more than anyone else!"

Tilt Dye shook his head very hard, "What I hate more than I hate worry-free is actually myself." It's so close to the Son of the World. has a natural name, but he is still far away from the heart of the son. I hate myself for not cultivating virtue in my previous life, and for being out of step in this life. None of this is anyone's business. ”

"If that's the case, then I have to blame myself, there are so many logical people who don't choose. I want to go around and around in a man who treats me like a mustard. ”

There was already a little trembling in his voice, "The Son of the World's method of rejecting people has always been so clever! It makes people really envious and worry-free, although he can't be with the Son, but he shares a sorrow with the Son." ”

"Why bother the county lord to add trouble to himself! Wouldn't it be better to be light and light? I don't know how I got into it, and it doesn't taste good. Since the county lord and I became married, I have not said a few words to the county lord. But the following sentence is definitely a good word, and I don't deserve this from the county lord to me. Maybe the person I have in my heart doesn't deserve to do this to her. However, what is obsessed with will not be as logical as operational deployment and strategic planning. Everything is inherently chaotic and misplaced. Perhaps saying right as wrong and wrong as right is the so-called proper marriage in the world. So we are all right, we are wrong. At this point, he paused, "The clothes are getting wetter even more, and if you continue like this, you will catch a cold." Let's go back. ”

"But I just lied to the world. After pouring out these words, he looked at Ming Qi fixedly, "The song that the prince heard just now is not a singer to be dedicated to the queen mother, but a gift that my father wants to give to the prince." "There was a wind blowing, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Mingqi's voice sounded above the three-step distance between them, which was already a little foggy, with some helpless sighs, "I really didn't expect your father to give up on you so quickly!"

"The number of pawns has always been like this. ”

"I always thought he loved you. ”

"It's still worse than the power in his hands. But this is also the original necessity. ”

He caught her unwilling look and smiled, "But this time, I can finally help the county lord once." The two of us join forces, and it shouldn't be a problem to run away a mere singer together. ”

She looked at Ming Qi very carefully, "Shizi is so sure, he must not be fascinated by women?" "If you are really fascinated, it is not only my mother who you want to please now, it is estimated that there will be my son and my daughter." Perhaps, I have to rush up and down for my few wives and concubines. Do you want me to tell you a secret? For a long time, they thought I had a dragon yang fetish. I don't say this entirely to comfort you, facts are facts. But thank you for giving me a hint beforehand. ”

The depth of the dye was dyed, and the pupils reflected Ming Qi, a casual smile, but it quickly faded, and the fog around them became thicker, she still stood there, not feeling the chill of the fog wetting her body, just repeatedly tangled, whether to say or not to say what Wang said in her heart.

Mingqi listened to the sound of more leaks in the distance, and stepped forward. She was a little reluctant to follow. Hearing the sound of her catching up, Ming Qi paused, turned around, clasped his hands in front of her, and leaned forward to look at her slightly, "Do you want to follow me again? ”

"That singer, if she's extraordinary......" said Pour Dye at this point, it seemed that he couldn't say any more. Ming Qi is also a little aware of today's theme, it seems that it is not about pouring dyeing, about something about himself, but about this singer.

In the mist, the huge strange tree that had disappeared all its form on their side swayed wildly in the wind, and the reason why this tree was always called a strange tree was because the flowers that were supposed to bloom in the spring were somehow disordered, year after year, in autumn. And this violent wind current, almost at once blew away most of the petals on the tree, lingering, lilac petals, as if growing out of the mist, so gently one by one on their clothes and on the top of their heads.

"Okay, since you want to say that, let me know what's wrong with the singer?" Seeing Ming Qi's sudden formal question, his eyes seemed to shrink suddenly, "It's not a big deal." It's just, I'm just looking for a name to talk to the world. Ming Qi looked at the dyeing seriously, and was speechless for a long time, "You really don't look like you anymore." It's better than doing nothing, though. ”

When the footsteps of Ming Qi were far away and could no longer be heard, the maid hidden behind the dense fog walked out, and quickly took out the cloak that had been hidden under her clothes for fear of being wet by the fog, and dyed and dyed it, "Why didn't the county lord say it, didn't the county lord say that he didn't want to be discovered by the prince himself, so he had to tell him in person?"

"Is the singer that my father found really that similar to Wen Wuwu?" asked Dip Dye motionlessly.

The chill in the fog was even stronger, and the little maid was silent for a while, obviously thinking about how to avoid the heavy and light. "Don't say it yet!"

"There will be about seven points of alike. ”

"Seven?"

"But Shen Yun will be much worse. ”

The blood on her face faded, but her voice struggled to remain calm, "Was she really singing the song just now?"

The little maid shook her head happily at this time, "No, it is said that she is going to be taught to that extent, but why didn't the county lord take the prince to see the singer just now according to the original plan, when she has not yet obtained the charm of Wen Wuwu, the lord has been urging the master of the Central Plains to teach her." If it drags on any longer, it will give the woman the upper hand.