In ancient times, there were people who lived on the land, called Changxiang, and there was a country named Amaterasu in the land, "the one who worships, the order of heaven and earth; The musician, the sum of heaven and earth, is also "so built to be happy".

With a "boom", the night sky burst into dazzling colored light, wafting the sweet smell of flower petals.

The dough fruit and birthday cake poured by the family on the upper floor of the city are also sweet, and people have rushed to eat and bless tonight's little birthday star-Murong Wanyan.

Murong Wanyan is ten years old this year, is the eldest daughter of Murong Gulie, the lord of Ledu City, according to the practice of the Murong family, the children are ten years old to the city government to set up a banquet, the banquet invites the people of Ledu to turn on the stars and light the lanterns, and seek happiness and prosperity. The dignitaries and the common people gathered in the Murong Mansion and enjoyed themselves.

Wan Yan reclined on the top of the city tower, her complexion was as clear as jade, her skin was delicate, her peach cheeks were smiling, but she had her eyebrows straight into her temples and hairline, her forehead was plump, her nose was towering, and her delicate surface was fierce and spicy.

She looked at the crowded people under the city tower with a smile, accepted everyone's blessings, and turned around with disdain. Delicately plunged into his father's arms, and pouted: "What do you do to greet these inferior people, you have nothing to do on weekdays, and when you see a cheap advantage, you are like a wild dog pounced on and grabbed food, annoying people." ”

Murong Gulie was not surprised by his daughter's reaction, and said to his daughter dotingly: "People are not born into three, six, nine, and so on, the wise can control people, and the foolish are subject to others. We give small favors to paralyze them, make them indulge in lustful dogs and horses, and suppress power to make them obedient. You see the order of seats today, on the surface of the dignity and order, but in fact, let them see their position clearly, this is the art of punishing the heart. ”

Wan Yan was a little impatient, don't overdo it, and said angrily: "They just have lowly blood in their bones, and they were born to be used by me, and when I grow up, I will definitely control this group of fools like my father! They are not worthy of reading and writing, so that they are only worthy of learning some rough people's work, and they will be willing to be slaves for generations." ”

Murong Gulie smiled with satisfaction, his daughter had such an idea at a young age, and she was worthy of being the eldest daughter of the Murong family.

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Under the city tower, in an inconspicuous corner, a thin figure huddled in the corner. He wore an ill-fitting cloak that revealed a pair of withered, thin arms.

A few strands of long dry hair poured down his forehead, and he hadn't cut it for days. Judging from his face, he could vaguely tell that it was a boy, about eight or nine years old.

The boy's face is dirty, his eyes are slender, his eyebrows are thick and thick, and the tips and tails of his eyebrows are all exploded, depicting the boy's distress and embarrassment. The mouth is very good-looking, walking like a bow, and there is a small mole on the upper lip, which is black, red, and black embedded in the lip, which is not big or small, and it is very good-looking.

Judging from the facial features alone, he is handsome, but the boy has a huge flaw.

There is a large area of black spots around the left eye, which is said to be a black spot and not pure black, with a purple and black edge in the middle and dark green, occupying one-third of the size of the face, which is disgusting and terrifying, making people reluctant to take a second look.

The boy was abandoned at birth, he didn't know where his parents were, he had no name or surname, and he was adopted by the homeless people in the capital, who had no culture, and called him "beggar", and the beggar lived until now on a hundred meals.

Of course, the homeless people were not so kind to feed him, and since he can remember, they have been selling miserably and begging, giving him all the things they have begged for, and then asking for a bite to eat, and he will be hungry for three days, and he will live like this.

In the corner far from the center of the eating place, the boy seemed to smell the aroma of the noodle fruit cake. I heard the beggars say that the dough fruit made by Madame Murong is the most delicious food in the world, but he has never eaten a bite, and in his cognition, the dough fruit made by Madame Murong herself should be the best thing.

The food also exudes heat, and it is a food made by Dafujing. Every year, the lady of the castle lord made pastries with her own hands and distributed them to the poor people, far from being made by the market boys, and the taste must be delicious. The boy involuntarily pushed forward.

The beggars all rejected him, and in the succession he was knocked to the ground by someone, looking at the people receiving the dough fruit with anxious looks.

And this scene happened to be seen by Murong Wanyan upstairs, and the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, and she had some ideas. I saw her move lightly, slowly walking from the city tower, and did not enter the crowd.

When the poor city-goers who received the food saw the pearl in the palm of the city lord coming, they automatically gave way of the way, as if they were afraid that the poverty in their bodies would be contaminated with this fairy-like little doll.

I saw her slowly walk to the boy's side, gently raised her jade hand and gently helped him up, and her lips opened lightly: "Do you want to eat noodles and fruits?

There were envious glances from the crowd around her, and the beggar followed the girl up to the castle tower under the gaze of everyone, and the girl let the boy sit in her place and let him taste the pastries on the top floor.

It may be the first time in his life that he has been watched by so many people, and the boy is very embarrassed, so he only picks up a piece of pastry in front of him and eats it in small bites, and secretly looks at the girl from time to time.

When the people below saw this scene, they couldn't help but sigh, it was really a girl cultivated by the city lord of Murong who loved the people like a son, she was really beautiful and kind.

The girl asked, "What's your name, and how old are you?"

Although the boy is young, he is also very concerned about his own image, and he is afraid of bringing a bad impression to the girl, so he cleared his throat and replied without being humble or arrogant: "No name and no surname, Ledu beggar, it has been six years since the beginning of the memory, and this year should be more than eight years old." ”

The girl continued: "I'm two years older than you, you and I are in love, if you don't mind, you can come to my Murong Mansion to do an errand." ”

Then he said loudly to the people in the city: "In the future, this boy will be my slave in Murong Mansion..."

The beggars below are very envious of the boy's good luck, and it is a blessing to be able to get the favor of the city lord Mingzhu, which is really a blessing from eight lifetimes, and everyone is emotional, the Murong family has this Jurchen is the glory of the family, and the Murong family will definitely soar in the future. Murong Gulie looked at his daughter's series of movements and nodded with satisfaction.

The pastries were quickly distributed, and everyone left, as did the people on the castle tower. Seeing that everyone was gone, the girl got up and turned to leave.

When the boy saw the young lady leaving, he didn't react for a while, and subconsciously reached out to grab the corner of her clothes.

Seeing his little dark hand grabbing at her, the girl hurriedly dodged, looked up at the boy with dark spots on his face, and showed a look of disdain on his face: "It's late, let's leave early!"

The boy was stunned when he understood what the girl meant, it turned out that the girl's actions were just a show in public. The boy looked at her deeply and said no more, and turned to leave, his steps becoming more and more determined.

The heavenly darlings on the city tower, and the heavenly abandoned beggars under the city tower, are both under the stars, but their lives are completely different.