The little milk bag is the daughter of the emperor's uncle, King Wenyuan, white and pure, standing on the side of the street and crying, with a timid face.

She helped Xiao Huaixuan wipe her tears, grabbed Huaixuan's hand, and comforted Xiao Huaixuan.

The fourth brother came back after buying pastries, saw them together, recognized Huai Xuan, and then the fourth brother took her hand and sent Huai Xuan back to Wenyuan Palace.

Huaixuan was lost, the palace was in a hurry, and the king of Wenyuan at that time was even more decadent than now, with a scruffy beard, lifeless eyes, and no human appearance at all.

And he doesn't smile, his eyes always look like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if there is a longing for the past of the injury.

They were treated by King Wenyuan, and when they came out of King Wenyuan's mansion, it was already afternoon.

"Fourth brother, Uncle Huang, he's so weird. ”

Zhou Yun took her hand and sighed lightly.

It was a sad person, trapped by emotional wounds, who only loved one woman in his life, and the princess was originally a commoner woman, but she died too early.

After the death of the princess, King Wenyuan did not marry a wife or concubine.

"Boy?"

At this moment, she heard the fourth brother say in surprise.

She looked up and saw a teahouse not far ahead.

The young man was as he first saw him, wearing a navy blue robe, his eyes were like stars, and he was full of the gentleness of the quiet years.

Fairy jade color, quiet and elegant.

Mr. Xin sat on the edge of the bed in the teahouse, he tilted his head slightly when he heard the words, his eyes were like a pool of spring water, and like a spring peach in bloom.

"The Four Princes. ”

His gaze swept over her, and he smiled lightly, and finally fixed on the fourth brother.

She blinked, even though it had been years since they first met, but she was not really a child, and she was not so forgetful.

She remembered him.

The young man who is too amazing, whether it is that handsome and unparalleled face, or that extraordinary demeanor and bearing like a fairy, it is difficult for people to forget.

After that, the fourth brother talked politely and gracefully with the young man.

They sat together, and she was enjoying a small piece of sugar cake. Suddenly, she noticed that there was a purse hanging from her waist, and the shape and color of the purse reminded her of the black cat that came to see her every night, rain or shine.

His gaze glanced at her from time to time, and he kept smiling on his lips.

"Here. ”

He leaned over, his fingertips as if jade-colored, and wiped away the slag of pastry that had been on her lips.

She blushed.

"Heh......"

Mr. Boiling seemed to be in a good mood, smiling leisurely and comfortably, looking like a well-fed and well-fed big cat, very satisfied.

The fourth brother held a handkerchief in his hand, his eyebrows jumped, and he glanced at Gongzi faintly, and thanked her for her: "There is Gongzi Lao." ”

But he didn't say anything.

After that, the fourth brother broke her up and chatted with Mr. Sty alone, and the guards led her to buy a few snacks outside the teahouse.

When she returned to the teahouse, she faintly heard a few keywords.

"Rong Guifei...... No, offspring...... Noteworthy. ”

She saw that the fourth brother had not finished talking, so she walked out of the teahouse again with the pastries in her arms, and she waited outside the teahouse.

An old man in a black cloak, whose face he couldn't see clearly, passed by her on crutches.

The old man had already walked away, but he suddenly paused and said in shock: "Purple qi comes from the east, dragon life and phoenix body?"

She was startled.

She retains the memories of her previous life and has dealt with countless dead bodies. But the old man looked too crazy.

His eyes were very strange, one eye was cloudy of normal old age, and the other eye was completely black, all black, which at first glance looked like a black hole.