"Yan Hui, did you already know your identity. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Seeing Yan Hui absentmindedly torturing the two green vegetables, Yu Zhuliu finally asked about it.

"You mean the princess?"

Yu Zhuliu nodded neatly, but then hesitated a little, "The young priest said that you belong to the Southern Regions, will you go back?"

Yan Hui stopped poking the chopsticks of the green vegetables, she was not very clear about the future, but she really didn't want to go to the Southern Regions where friends and foes were indistinguishable.

"My junior is reluctant to let me go?"

It was a joke, but when he saw Yu Zhuliu on the other side, he nodded solemnly, "Reluctant." ”

Yan Hui was stunned, this answer was really unexpected.

Yu Zhuliu said, "Can you not go back?"

"Why are you reluctant?" There is always a reason for everything in this world, Yu Zhuliu doesn't want to let him go, does he want to let himself, the prince of Raush, help Yu Mo ascend the throne?

"I don't know. Yu Zhuliu looked at the endless stream of pedestrians downstairs, "Anyway, I just don't want you to go." ”

I don't know why, Yan Hui's mood that has been suppressed by various things for a long time suddenly got better, it turned out that except for the princess, the identity of the Duchess and the Duchess of the country is not to say, there are still people who are reluctant to give up their own.

is simply reluctant to give up on himself, it seems that he is not so a failure to be a man.

Yan Hui smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Don't worry, even if it's for the sake of my junior, I won't leave." ”

"Really?"

"Really ......"

The promises made when I was young are frank and true, but the things in this world are so impermanent.

Hungry and full of food, they walked around the market together, but before they had crossed the green water bridge, they saw a drizzle in the sky.

The oil-paper umbrella that was previously used to shade the sun came in handy again, but a small oil-paper umbrella obviously couldn't cover the two figures.

Yan Hui jumped up the bluestone steps on the bridge in three or two steps, and stood there to beckon Yu Zhuliu to hurry up.

"You can't be slow. Yu Zhuliu muttered dissatisfiedly, this umbrella was originally small, as soon as Yan Hui walked fast, the rain outside the umbrella fell directly on her shoulders, if it was cold and cold, what should it be.

Still slow?" "San'er, are you eating too much and can't run." ”

As if to prove that he was not unable to run, Yu Zhuliu jumped to Yan Hui's side with only a slight jump, and then stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into Yan Hui's hand.

"Hold on well, and then don't pay attention to see how you survive in half a month. ”

was mentioned by Yu Zhuliu, Yan Hui remembered that it would be her "bed day" in another ten days, if Yu Zhuliu didn't mention it, she would almost forget.

Yan Hui stood on the steps, holding Yu Zhuliu's shoulders and smiling, "I didn't expect San'er to be a warm man with a soft heart, Xia Shang's best male girlfriend." ”

Yu Zhuliu's ears were red, but thinking of Yan Hui's identity, he tore the other party's arm off his shoulder again.

"Can you look like a little bit of your daughter's house, what does it look like this pulling? ”

Yan Hui took a step back, holding an oil-paper umbrella and lowering her eyebrows, "Yes, the concubine knows that she is wrong." ”

Yan Hui looked so cautious, and he was very curious to look at Yu Zhuliu.

"Alright, alright, you don't feel uncomfortable showing people like this. ”

"It would have been nice to have done this sooner. Yan Hui threw the oil-paper umbrella in his hand back.

"What are you doing!" Yu Zhuliu held the bridge railing and looked down, and saw a paper umbrella painted with a white lotus in the breeze falling into the water under the bridge.

Yan Hui smiled, "We are not paper paste, and we are afraid of this smoke and rain." ”

"That's true, but you're ......"

"Long-winded!" Yan Hui grabbed Yu Zhuliu's arm dissatisfiedly, "Let's go quickly, if it's really big, it will be troublesome." ”

"Then you still lose your umbrella!"

"It's all lost, you beat me......"

Between the smoke and water, the entire Tanglin is shrouded in this layer of smoke and rain, and everything in front of you is soaked as poetic and beautiful as ink and blue.

It was one of the few beautiful scenes in Yu Zhuliu's memory, countless sleepless nights, Yu Zhuliu always listened to the cold rain outside the window and remembered these tossing and turning nights.

At that time, Yan Hui was running happily between the smoke and rain, jumping happily, smiling with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and laughing unscrupulously.

It would have been nice if the time had been set then, and there would not have been many things before, much less as it is now......

The rain was getting heavier, and Yan Hui could only hide under the eaves with Yu Zhuliu in panic after the play.

The eaves were not big, and there were other pedestrians sheltering from the rain standing underneath, although Yu Zhuliu had leaned Yan Hui in as much as possible, but the raindrops that were blowing in the wind still crossed his shoulders and fell on Yan Hui.

Yu Zhuliu took off his vermilion coat and draped it on the top of Yan Hui, even if the wide coat was on Yan Huitou, it directly wrapped Yan Hui to his ankles.

At this time, it was autumn, and it was always a little cold when it rained, and Yan Hui was wrapped in Yu Zhuliu's clothes, only revealing a small face the size of a palm.

"San'er, do I want a footless female ghost like this?" Yan Hui shook the wide vermilion robe on his body, obviously having fun.

"I've seen too much drama," Yu Zhuliu gave the clothes to Yan Hui a little tighter, "As soon as the rain stops, we will go back, and your grandfather will be worried." ”

Yu Zhuliu thought about it beautifully, but the rain did not look like it was going to stop, but it was getting heavier and heavier, and there were more and more pedestrians hiding from the rain under the eaves.

Passing peddlers, pawns, and even beggars begging for food, made the eaves of this small hut more and more crowded.

In order to prevent others from colliding with Yan Hui, Yu Zhuliu put his hands against the wall, and used his arms and body to isolate a small space for Yan Hui.

Looking at Yu Zhuliu's posture, Yan Hui wanted to laugh even more.

"Hey, Yu Xiaosan, have you ever heard of Bidong?"

It sounds like some kind of sound.

"What is this for?" he wouldn't admit, he didn't know.

"No," Yan replied, "I just think you look so much like you now." ”

"Oh. ”

Yu Zhuliu responded lightly, but his heart was itching with curiosity, isn't this wall knocking referring to a sound?

A few more people dodged over, and the flow of people inevitably relied on Yu Zhuliu to get closer, and Yu Zhuliu glared at each other angrily, whether it was Yu Zhuliu's body or the golden knife on his waist, it was vividly shown that it was not easy to mess with.

They are ordinary people, and they can't afford to hide from a rain and offend Yu Zhuliu, a few people leave in the rain one after another, and the rest of them are even more invisibly distancing themselves from Yu Zhuliu.

But Yan Hui kept looking at the person in front of him who trapped himself on one side, and said that the eighteenth change of the female college is simply a plastic surgery.

Look at the sharp and deep eyebrows with a dull (murderous) aura, and then look at the diamond-shaped thin lips that are tightly pursed, and even the tips of the dripping hair, all of which show the Creator's preference.

And Yan Hui's naked/naked/naked/gaze made him look at Yu Liuliu's hands and didn't know where to go.

This Yan Hui, what do you do to see yourself like this.

"Yu Xiaosan, in fact, you don't know what Bidong is, right?"

Looking at Yan Hui's teasing (flirting?), Yu Zhuliu directly chose to ignore it coldly, but a pair of ears had already been erected high, to be honest, he still had a "little bit" to know.

Yan Hui shook the robe on her head, and saw that the robe spun and flew up, and she took advantage of this moment to switch positions between herself and Yu Zhuliu.

The propped arm fell on Yu Zhuliu's side, but the distance between the arms was getting shorter as Yan Hui approached.

The flying vermilion robe slowly fell, no more and no less, covering the top of the two heads.

The light in front of him was a little dim because it was blocked by the outer robe, but despite this, he could clearly see Yan Hui in front of him and the amplifying heartbeat in his chest.

Yan Hui was a little dissatisfied at this time, and asked: The other party is too high, how can the wall be broken when it can't be reached?

"Hey, you should keep your head down a little bit, right? ”

Yan Hui's palm wrapped around Yu Zhuliu's neck and slowly brought it towards him, and Yu Zhuliu seemed to have some kind of spell by the person in front of him.

His ears were buzzing, and his mind was even more blank, leaving only the reflection in his eyes and heart, and the approaching Yan Hui......