In a far, far away time, it seems that when it was still young, it seemed that when the father was still there, the sky at that time did not seem to be hazy, and it was always a bright color.

But, regrettably, time has faded in the end. So the picture gradually became dim.

In that whole dusk picture, there seemed to be something particularly clear-

There seems to be no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter in the Imperial Garden, and each season has a different style but the same touching scenery. At that time, Cheng Yuanrui was not very curious, because he was very young, he was used to that kind of eye-catching scenery.

And that day, under the nine-song corridor, all kinds of lotus flowers bloomed brightly, pink, white, purple, and red, and they were lively and crowded into a pool. The weeping willows on the edge of the pool are green, falling on the pool and setting off ripples, teasing the naughty swimming fish in the pool.

"Stop." Cheng Yuanrui was originally looking at the swimming fish playing in the water, but he saw a hurried figure in the corner of his eye. At a young age, he was born with a royal momentum, and he was always a little more noble than others. Although Cheng Yuanrui's voice is not very loud, it is enough for people to hear clearly, and it is even more majestic enough.

The hurried figure stopped, just facing away from Cheng Yuanrui, but he didn't dare to look back.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Which palace's? Don't you know that the Imperial Garden is not allowed to come in casually? Cheng Yuanrui spoke with a little milky voice, and his pretended serious inquiry couldn't help but make people want to laugh.

The guards who followed Cheng Yuanrui wanted to laugh a little, didn't the little prince enter the imperial garden by himself? If it weren't for the emperor's early saying that there was no need to stop the little prince, the little prince wouldn't have been able to enter this imperial garden.

The trembling figure did not speak, as if unable to speak.

Cheng Yuanrui frowned: "Turn around and talk back." ”

"Hui, Hui, His Royal Highness......" The man looked back, but he was not a person he had ever seen, some of them were faceless, and some of them were not polite.

A few days ago, a newcomer just came to the palace, and this must be one of them. Cheng Yuanrui still frowned a little: "Answer His Highness's question." ”

"Slave, slave Wanhua Palace, Feng, Fengcai people's mouth, come to pick and pick a lotus." The man stammered his answer, probably because of the arrogance of those saber guards, and also because of Cheng Yuanrui's identity. Absolute nobility.

"Nonsense!" Cheng Yuanrui reprimanded. Although he is young, he still knows a lot of things. "The things of the Imperial Garden, can you touch them casually! What is Xu Cairen's identity, how dare he be so bold! ”

The man was speechless, and his kneeling body almost shook into a sieve.

"Alright, alright." Cheng Yuanrui knew that he knew, but he had never encountered this kind of thing, so he didn't know what to do for a while, so he thought about sending this person away, "If you are a first-time offender, His Royal Highness will let you go once, if you commit it again, you will die innocently!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The man replied repeatedly, frightened by the sentence "death is more than innocent", but he was also glad that he could escape.

"Alright, you can go." Cheng Yuanrui waved his hand.

"Thank Your Highness for not pursuing your kindness!" The man kowtowed solemnly, and then hurriedly got up to leave.

A bright color swept through the little Cheng Yuanrui's eyes as the man got up.

"Wait!" Cheng Yuanrui hurriedly shouted.

"No, I wonder what else is going on with Your Highness?" When the man heard this, his feet softened, and he knelt in front of Cheng Yuanrui, tears were about to flow out. But it didn't flow down, and I still knew something light.

"What are you carrying?" Cheng Yuanrui asked vigilantly and curiously.

The man hesitated for a while, took off a piece of jade pendant tied to his arms, presented it with both hands, and cried with a sad face: "This is the ancestral heirloom of the slave, thanks to His Highness's love, I am willing to dedicate it to His Highness a thousand years old." The man said, trying to keep the corners of his mouth drooping.

Cheng Yuanrui also knew that he shouldn't take other people's things at will, but that piece of jade was too beautiful.

Warm and clear, simple and unpretentious, a blood belt slanted half of the jade face, bringing out a thrilling and strange beauty, and suddenly disappeared on the gap on half of the side.

Cheng Yuanrui, who was a child, was suddenly attracted to his gaze, and without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the half of the jade ......

…………

There was a "pop", and the window made a soft noise.

Cheng Yuanrui came back from his contemplation, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Yu Fuyao's face with suspicion and finally some expectation.

The surroundings were quiet, and the lights were dim. The tea had become icy cold and the night was already deep. There was a sound of more drumming outside the window, but it was possible that it was ignored. Cheng Yuanrui was suddenly a little frightened, he was too distracted.

"Are you alright?" Yu Fuyao looked at Cheng Yuanrui's pale face suspiciously, and resisted the urge to grab his wrist and probe.

He is no longer his patient. I don't want to admit that it used to be. If it weren't for the itchy hands at the beginning, I probably wouldn't have caused so much trouble. He loves to be hilarious, but he doesn't want to play exciting games related to his life. But despite thinking so, Yu Fuyao's eyes still revealed concern.

"Nope." Cheng Yuanrui's heart warmed, calmed his breath, and then smiled slightly.

"Have you seen the other half of the jade?" Yu Fuyao's eyes lit up all of a sudden! The brilliance of the sky seems to be inferior to the starlight of these eyes, and the ordinary little face is suddenly unbearable.

"Probably before." Cheng Yuanrui said. But there was some hesitation. Time was too far away, he couldn't remember where the things had gone, and he had the impression that he hadn't taken them out since they arrived.

Cheng Yuanrui couldn't help but groan, a little puzzled.

According to the Cheng dù he loved at the time, it seems that he shouldn't have paid attention to it after he got it, right? But why did he look through his mind and never find any news about it?

Strange, strange.