Qingtong shook his head helplessly, "In the past seven years, the adults have never given up looking for the little master, how lucky the little master is, to become the pearl of the adult's palm." ”

"Yes, my father is in the Qin Kingdom, under one person, above ten thousand, and I will be more noble than the princess. ”

"Little master, you can't talk nonsense. Qingtong hurriedly looked around.

Although adults are in full swing now, if such words are heard by people with intentions and spread out, it will not be good for the reputation of adults.

"It's okay, there's no one around. Shigekui smiled and said, "By the way, I want a handy weapon, preferably a sword or a knife or something, a stick and a whip will do, but it must be the best!"

Seeing her practicing swords just now, Qingtong is not surprised, a person who practices martial arts, there is nothing strange about asking for weapons.

"The slave maid will tell the son and ask him to help the little master keep an eye on the superior weapons. ”

"Okay, let's go for a walk. Chongkui lifted his feet and walked outside.

Qingtong hurriedly followed, "Is the little master going to the garden?"

"Let's take a look around, Prime Minister's Mansion, I'm not familiar with it yet. Chongkui walked very fast, out of his small courtyard, turning around, looking like a casual stroll, but kept walking towards the courtyard behind.

She remembered the way she had come that day, the little courtyard, if the little master was still there......

It's here!

Chongkui looked up, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

How could it be......

It was a dilapidated and remote courtyard, surrounded by weeds, even the yard was overgrown with weeds, the roof tiles were old, and the door was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it looked like it hadn't been pushed open for at least four or five months.

How could it be? She had just been here last night.

She can't be wrong with this courtyard, the Prime Minister's Mansion is beautifully built, and each courtyard is different.

Thinking of last night's lights, the maids who came in and out, Chongkui seemed to be the male protagonist in the story, and had a dream, dreaming of a beautiful woman, one night, after waking up, sleeping in a barren mountain mass grave.

Was it a dream?

Chongkui is almost in a trance!

"Little master, what are you doing here?" Qingtong caught up.

Chongkui hurriedly pretended to be unintentional and walked by, and then arrived at the next courtyard.

"Why are these yards empty and no one living there?" she asked.

"There are not many people in Chongfu, and the Prime Minister's Mansion is a gift from the King of Qin, but it's a pity that these beautiful courtyards are gone. Qingtong followed her and said with a smile.

"It's a pity, if only my father had more children, there would always be someone to keep me company. ”

"If there were a few more little masters, it would be impossible for the adults to pamper you so much. ”

"That's nothing, the relationship between father and daughter is not the same as the relationship between brothers and sisters. Chongkui walked to a small lake, "Qingtong, I was not in good health when I was a child, and I often took medicine, and I was really afraid that I wouldn't live to be fifteen years old at that time, but now in a blink of an eye, I am sixteen years old." ”

Qingtong was also stunned for a second before he smiled and said, "It's the little master who is blessed with a great life." ”

"No matter what, I will definitely fight for the chance to live. Chongkui looked at the sparkling lake, and his voice was flat, "If someone wants to deprive me of the right to live, I will fight him to the end." ”

It seemed to be just an ordinary sentence, but when it was said at this time, it was like a knife, piercing Qingtong's heart at once.

She looked at Chongkui with some surprise, could it be that the little master knew something?