She moved lightly, left the door, and when she passed Chu Rui, her lips moved slightly, "I'm twelve years old......

The wind sent her whisper to Chu Rui's ear, a little ethereal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chu Rui thought he had misheard at first, and subconsciously turned his head, only to see her swaying figure, disappearing into the dim twilight with a small dim lamp.

Immediately after, his heart moved, and there were waves of ecstasy, twelve, twelve!

When a woman is 15 years old, her elders change her hairstyle and hold a coming-of-age ceremony. After that, the girlhood ended, and you can get married.

That meant that he still had a chance, and if he was done with it in two and a half years, he would be able to leave the country where his saddest memories remained, and come back here and take her hand again.

Chu Rui was ecstatic, Rao is usually calm and self-controlled, he couldn't help but be happy, and the light in his eyes burst out all of a sudden, as if it had never disappeared.

Because his heart is no longer desolate, he has infinite courage, even if it is the emperor, he wants to show that person who is the real strong.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth was more than half of what it used to be, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, holy and beautiful, which made Mo San, who had never seen Chu Rui smile like this, a little dumbfounded.

Not to mention Mo San, even Yuan Shanjia has never seen it.

If she sees it, not to mention that she will drool obsessively, it will also be a little shocking.

In fact, people who don't laugh often will laugh very unnaturally, which makes people feel stiff.

But Chu Rui's smile at this moment was from the heart, he covered his chest, and felt unprecedented strength.

The next day, the sun was rising, and the morning dew kissed the creatures of the earth.

Yuan Shanjia looked at the rising sun, the light sunlight filtered by the leaves, hitting her face.

She suddenly had a desire to go back to her home, to the General's Mansion.

"Ran Zhu, pack everything up, let's go back." Yuan Shanjia looked at the charming and bright rising sun, with a faint curvature at the corner of his mouth.

Ran Zhu didn't ask much, nodded and went.

Hongqiu was packing up her things and stopped talking to her, which was very interesting.

But Ran Zhu didn't care about the change in her expression at all, and concentrated on packing up her things.

Hongqiu had no choice but to swallow all the thoughts into her stomach.

She could assure her that if she said it, the consequences would not be good. She had already seen a bad feeling from Ran Zhu.

Ay! She sighed in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it.

Why did the young lady say that last? She racked her brain and thought about it all night, but she really couldn't think of any hidden meaning in it.

Could it be that Prince Chu doesn't know that the young lady is twelve years old?

Hongqiu was absentmindedly packing up her things, especially wanting to run to ask Prince Chu.

Yuan Shanjia didn't have many things here, only a few clothes that he brought later.

So where Hongqiu was alone, he slowly cleaned up.

Ran Zhu mainly packed her medicine box, as well as some medicinal materials that had been dried in the past few days.

Those medicinal herbs were purchased by her from nearby villagers, and they were not many years old, but they were better than fresh, and some of them were good to use when they were fresh.

No one paid attention to Hongqiu's thoughts, so she thought about it and didn't continue.

Yuan Shanjia walked out of the door and stood under the trees in the courtyard facing the sun, the sunlight fell on the leaves, and a little green light was exposed.

In Yunguo, a large tree is planted in the courtyard of every house, which is used to suppress the mansion, some are laurel, some are Tsubaki trees, and some are ginkgo and plum trees, and there are many types.

The tree on Yuan Shanjia's head is laurel, it should be seven or eight years old, and it grows very luxuriantly and green. There are some light white osmanthus flowers among the leaves, with a faint fragrance, but because it is not yet in season, there are not many osmanthus flowers.

On the laurel tree stood a chirping magpie, chirping, chirping.

People always say that it is telling: happy events are coming, happy events are coming.

The call of the magpie is not actually very good, but it is a bit monotonous, but it is relatively loud. But because it carries its own good omen, and it is a beneficial bird that is conducive to farming, there are many people who like it.

The magpie on the tree didn't look very special, and the large white spots on the wings and shoulders were the same as others, but Yuan Shanjia suddenly felt a little sad when he looked at it, contrary to joy.

The black-backed magpie didn't know if it felt Yuan Shanjia's mood, so he tilted his head in some confusion and flew away with a chirp.

"Miss, pack up." Ran Zhu carried the medicine box on his back, and Hongqiu carried a burden with green skin and white edges.

The two walked out hand in hand, standing behind Yuan Shanjia, the breeze rose, the skirts of the three of them swayed slightly, and a few leaves on the laurel tree fell mischievously, falling on Yuan Shanjia's skirt, forming a picturesque beauty with the trees in the courtyard.

This beautiful scenery was imprinted in Chu Rui's eyes, but only Yuan Shanjia could be seen.

"Let's go." Yuan Shan Jia cut his hair and walked outside.

She saw Chu Rui, but as if she hadn't seen it, she gently passed by his side, like a gust of wind, like a cloud.

Chu Rui watched intently as she passed by him, and his gaze never left.

Yuan Shanjia looked at the road ahead intently, and his demeanor was no worse than that of any young lady.

She didn't squint, but her ears clearly heard what Chu Rui said, "Two years later, if I live, I won't leave." ”

Yuan Shanjia felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't stop.

This is his choice, and it is also her choice, if he can't be together in the end, it can only mean that there is no fate.

Chu Rui looked at Yuan Shanjia step by step, the light in his eyes was bright and flickering, and his expression was elusive.

Mo Er and Mo San stood quietly aside, also looking at Yuan Shanjia's back, but in his heart he was worried about Chu Rui.

Yuan Shanjia stepped on the carriage and endured without looking back.

A trace of sadness welled up in her heart. She knew that Chu Rui didn't come out, even if she turned her head to look, it would be fine.

But she didn't want to, she didn't want to let her mind loosen.

Yuan Shanjia looked around, it was empty, and there was nothing to furnish it.

"Ran Zhu, lend me your "Compendium of Materia Medica" to read." She wanted to find something to calm down, so she casually asked Ran Zhu for a book to read.

She remembered that Ran Zhu carried this book, and at this time, it was good to find anything to disperse the mood.

Ran Zhu nodded, but this time he didn't take it out of his sleeve, but from the medicine box that was placed under the seat. It should be stained with a faint medicinal fragrance, which smells very good and has a cool feeling.

Yuan Shanjia took the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and flipped through it for a while, a little absent-minded, only feeling that everything in it was a little familiar, and it seemed that he had seen it.

She came back to her senses, looked carefully, and found that her master had actually taught her when she was a child.

She recalls that when she was a child, in addition to learning dance and music theory from her master, she also studied medicine with her master for a while.

She also wants to learn some of it herself, but her talent is limited, which is completely opposite to her talent in music theory.

ps: One more ~

(To be continued.) )