A voice behind him suddenly reached his ears, and Long Yu trembled violently.

"Who?"

"Luyang Wang Longchen."

……

The moment I looked back, it was more than ten years of desolation and recklessness.

He still smiled, calmly and elegantly.

Bright like flowers, warm like the sun.

"The garden is full of depression, even cool, and it can't match his eyes." Long Yu said secretly in his heart.

But after calming his heart, he lightly opened his lips and smiled smartly. "The prince is so Yaxing, and he also likes to come to this imperial garden."

Not to ask directly, but to answer the other way around.

"Because the emperor always moves these flowers and plants, ten years of jasmine, presumably another ten years of willow." Long Chen leaned over, took a wicker from the ground that had been broken by some of the attendants, and held it in his hand.

Turning his head slowly, the warmth at a glance is as moist as water, the clean appearance, the clear reincarnation is stacked, it is a good-looking appearance, and it is a look that cannot be forgotten after seeing it.

Ten years of jasmine, ten years of willow.

Long Yu pretended not to know, but he took a few steps forward, and his body jumped lightly and snatched the thin wicker from the hand of the King of Luyang.

Clever smile, mixed with a smug look. "Lord Wang, in fact, Liu is not bad."

As she spoke, she also picked a willow leaf from the wicker, put it between her nose and sniffed it.

"There is the fragrance of willow leaves, which I figured out with Jasmine."

"That's right." An index finger seemed to touch the bridge of his nose, and he smiled slightly.

Long Chen naturally looked at the beautiful woman in front of him calmly, her body was light and tall, and she was just a fairy who was attached to the mortal world, elegant and beautiful.

He still wanted to look at her like this, every gesture and look, the beauty of every smile and smile, he wanted to capture it all.

Long Yu watched his repeated praise and became even more arrogant, but in Long Chen's eyes, she was always like the little girl who was pampered by his side, innocent and elegant, naughty and naughty.

I saw her glance again, and put the wicker in her hand on the ground. She walked to the weeping willow that could be found everywhere, and after looking for a while, she picked a willow leaf that she thought was good.

The willow leaves were slender and verdant, and she looked satisfied. "Prince, please listen."

"This king should listen to himself," Long Chen stood calmly in place, looking at Long Yu with a smug face, and felt very cute.

The day I thought about her, the first time I saw her in this palace, and even the time I met her again, I was attracted by her cuteness. The unique pure softness exuded by her body, the pure smile, and the prosperity on her face were all what he had lingered in his life.

A thin whisper fell on Long Chen's ears, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The parting in the song comes with a slow and melodious telling, which leads the listener's heart to get drunk.

What the hell was she thinking? Even she couldn't figure it out herself.

Sometimes, people are always involuntarily conscious, but in the end, they unconsciously listen to their hearts.

A willow leaf was slowly and softly removed from Long Yu's lips, and she herself was already darkened in her eyes, and her face was haggard.

and the fluttering gauze, in the summer breeze, it looks extraordinarily lonely and peerless, but with those three points of natural low-hanging eyebrows and charming eyes.

His indifferent and clear eyebrows slowly flowed with surprise.

A few palms, crisp and crisp, very neat slapping sound.

"Good tune, good pitch."

"Thank you for your appreciation."

Long Yu is a temporary play in this situation, and it seems that the effect is still good.

"That day, I'm really sorry." Long Hui raised his head again and met his flowing clouds.

The brown eyes shone brightly, clear and eye-catching.

But as if he had forgotten all of them, he suddenly shuddered. "Oh...... Did the lady mean what happened at the banquet that day? The minister has long forgotten about jì. ”

She was disappointed.

A trace of obsession, suddenly disappeared.

"That's good, that's good......"

Actually, she wasn't talking about choosing Long Hui instead of Long Chen on the banquet that day. She was trying to remind Long Chen that day in the Imperial Garden and her playful turmoil, that day.

She treated him as a little eunuch, he treated her as a playful palace maid, and she teased him in every way.

Did she deliberately remind him that she was the little palace maid, or Qianmo, or ......

His ninth wife and concubine were the princesses whom he regarded as the first lady.

Today, he didn't recognize her.

"Lord Wang, is Li'er's hair bun good-looking?" She pretended to be innocent and beautiful, and leaned over to his brown eyes.

Something in Long Chen's chest trembled violently, and then he pretended to be calm and indifferent. "It's good-looking, the mother is beautiful, and whatever bun she combs is good-looking."

"Is that really the case?" Long Yu refused to stop asking, but he couldn't think of how to make him recall her and his memories next.

It can't be when she was a child, which makes her conflicted.

But she really wanted to have something to do with him, because after all, he was an uncle who loved him as much as Long Hui. All she could do was make him remember how naughty she had been with him, stuning him twice with drugs to embarrass him.

But.

If he did, she really didn't know what to do.

"The prince is laughing at himself, Li'er heard the emperor say that Luyang Wang Yanfu is not shallow, and all of the eight rooms are beautiful.

"Presumably, the beauty of a mortal like Li'er can't get into the eyes of the prince, right?" She only laughed, and with a little irony, she only felt like she was jealous, like naughty, and like she had knocked over a jar of vinegar in her heart.

It's just that this vinegar was brewed not long ago.

It's just not too sour.

That Long Chen was a low brow, as if he had been pinched in a soft underbelly, and his face was gloomy. Said helplessly, "Niangniang, don't take Long Chen, don't make fun of it." ”

"How dare you make fun of it if you don't make fun of it? The prince's eight wives and concubines must be all delicate, and if they have a chance another day, they must go to visit their children. With such a naughty tone, Long Yu was already overjoyed.

She was intoxicated with her imagination, in fact, she had already visited once, but it was when she was fascinated by Yun'er in Liuyunfang and was married to the Luyang Palace, and she couldn't properly refer to the eight rooms of Fujin in a coma. It's a pity to think about it.

"Yes, if you have the opportunity, you must let Niangniang go to Luyang Palace. However, it still has to be approved by the emperor. ”

Long Chen seemed to be taking care of Long Hui everywhere, very polite and still so personable, but he deliberately avoided suspicion. Before Long Yu could come to his senses, he had already taken a few steps ahead and looked back. "Niangniang, the minister still needs to go back to the house first, and we will talk about it another day."

"Okay."

Long Yu replied silently, but there was some sighing and unwillingness in his heart.

Is he just gone? Didn't you just leave without any memories?