"Don't go! I won't go! I have to look good today?" Cui Qianqiu crossed his waist and stomped his feet angrily, and he didn't know where to throw it away from his grandmother since he was a child. Looking at Ran Ziwan's indifferent eyes like water, her anger rushed upward.

"Miss, Madame said to see the Ninth Prince!" The little maid pulled Cui Qianqiu's clothes, and immediately knelt down the next moment, looking very respectful.

"Yo, it's lively now!" Ran Zixiao looked at Xuan Ge, raised her good-looking chin and looked at the young man who walked slowly and smiled.

Cui Qianqiu suddenly let go of her steps, threw the little maid on the side and dragged her wrist, and ran to the handsome young man standing in the wind in small steps and called affectionately: "Brother Jiu, why did you come."

The young man was alone, dressed solemnly and naturally, and his deep and determined starry eyes were breathtaking. The upright and heroic sword eyebrows, the thin and slightly curved lips, and the unbeatable temperament, like the legendary immortals, are like the dazzling light that makes people's eyes blur, from the hair to the figure is chic and impeccable.

I saw that he didn't seem to hear Cui Qianqiu's question, staring at Ran Ziwan's face without squinting, his burning eyes were so familiar, looking at the young man's face, Ran Ziwan was stunned for a moment, inexplicably familiar, she had clearly seen it.

From ten years ago, from bones to blood, Ran Ziwan seems to have seen him.

Among the few people who can remember Ran Ziwan, he seems to be the clearest one, although he doesn't see his handsome face in his mind, but the silver-white silk belt around his waist is extremely clear.

As if at this moment, she could still remember the dull pain in his chest as he turned to leave on the Jinmen Bridge.

It's just that maybe he is recovering from a serious illness, or maybe he is hallucinating, the person in front of him suddenly makes Ran Ziwan feel a little dizzy, a young man riding a horse on the bank of the Jinmen River?

"Ran Ziwan, are you so bad about yourself? I was robbed of a man, as for such a situation"

Ran Ziwan recalled what the young man said at the time, and shook his head gently.

It's just that when I first saw it, I don't know who it was?

Ran Ziwan lowered her head and took a sip of tea, admitting that her heart was a little messy at this time, doubly hesitating because of that familiarity.

For a moment, the corner of Ran Ziwan's mouth smiled faintly, why bother thinking about it? Why bother to verify it? Just think that he was imagining.

The past, just the past, it's useless to think about it!

Ran Ziwan shook his sleeves and was about to turn away, but he caught a glimpse of a playful smile on the corner of the young man's mouth that seemed to be innocent.

Originally

There are some things that you can't do freely, such as exploration!

That chuckle aroused Ran Ziwan's thoughts, so he flicked his sleeves, stopped moving, and sat on the side of the pothos very naturally.

"Ninth Brother" Cui Qianqiu couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, tears poured down the stream, he looked at the tearful person in front of him and seemed to frown, Cui Qianqiu shouted weakly in his mouth. Cui Qianqiu even felt that he couldn't hear any sound in his throat, and his voice instantly became hoarse.

That's Brother Nine!

I haven't seen her for ten years, and that's the husband she has loved since she was a child.

When she was a child, her ninth brother would always be so stubborn and tricky, and even embarrassed himself.

As far as she knew, he had never put away his indifference because he spoiled anyone, even if it was her own sister Xiangrong.

Cui Qianqiu instinctively wanted to touch the person he was thinking about. Moving gently, I want to pull my sweetheart's sleeve like other little women.

I didn't want him to turn around and walk away, as if he was afraid of getting dusty, indifferent and unbelievable, Cui Qianqiu had to stand in place.

His indifference, indifference to the point of being lonely. But what she loves is his indifference!

"What an infatuated woman, Miss Cui, is it rude to be so light and thin in broad daylight, isn't it?" Xuan Tianyu and the others appeared behind him at some point, and the fourth prince Xuan Tianyi was born to be a master who was afraid of the chaos in the world, and at this time, he was as happy as ever.

The king of a country?

The breeze blows, and the silky hair on the woman's forehead floats up, drawing a graceful arc, and the eyes that are as black as black stones are swaying in the clear water and gentle with the world. The cream-like white and tender skin is like an ancient jade that has been rare for thousands of years, faint and pale in the flawless, and the slightly transparent complexion reflects the pair of amber eyes that are extremely cold.

The originally light and slender figure looked so empty at this time, wrapped in light gauze, as if it couldn't hide the uneven charm, ups and downs, and it became more and more scorching.

It was the first time he had picked up a woman with his own hands, soft as boneless, as light as a cloud, and his fingertips inadvertently crossed a side of condensed fat, and he instinctively trembled.

It wasn't until he returned to Dongzhou that the hidden guards around him found that his master often looked at his fingertips and was fascinated.

At the bottom of the Haihe River in March, she committed suicide willfully, and he struggled to save her. She was intact, but he was never recovered.

The young man's starry eyes looked motionlessly at the pothos in the corner, his eyebrows furrowed.

Damn Haihe, what was he thinking?

"Brother Nine?" Cui Qianqiu was stunned in place, a little uncomfortable. Or is it unbelievable?

"It is said that the new lord of the Dongzhou Sea Kingdom has ascended the throne, and it turns out that it is an old acquaintance!" Ran Zixiao pursed her mouth, unable to see what her emotions were.

If the ninth brother is the king of the sea, then she will naturally be the princess of the sea in the future, it is said that the East China Sea is rich and does not know how many mortals, if she can always accompany the ninth brother, she will naturally be prosperous for a lifetime. If she can win the heart of the ninth brother, what is she not satisfied with in this life?

"Dongzhou Haiguo, Brother Jiu?" Cui Qianqiu's pear blossom brought rain to call repeatedly, and her beautiful face looked slightly red at this time. The posture of swaying because of coquettishness seems to outsiders to be like duckweed to be picked, swaying from side to side, infinite spring. Because of those words, Cui Qianqiu rubbed his wrists, anxiously took care of his makeup, and looked a little excited between his eyebrows.

"Oh, it's really cloudy and sunny, it was still a bright and warm May day, but it was extremely cold at this time. Ran Zixiao waved her hand, looking very helpless: "It's okay now, I'm afraid that the peonies in this garden will be frozen to death." ”

Ran Ziwan raised her eyebrows, she didn't think that person had this leisure. Could it be that the large peony stamens on the ground, the residual red of the pieces being crushed into the mud are not his masterpieces!

"Ahem, cough, two big ice cubes are here, who can stand it?" Ran Zixiao coughed without meaning to drink, pretending to be frozen into a cold wind, and glanced at Ran Ziwan very aggrievedly, and then stretched out his finger and pointed at Cui Qianqiu, who was staring at the ninth brother stupidly: "Of course except for you!"