Chu Yuewan stood in front of a pot of withered pines for a long time, and suddenly noticed a person standing behind him, and hurriedly turned back.

Surprise bloomed between her brows like plum blossoms.

The visitor smiled indifferently at her, the brilliant peach blossom eyes bent into a moving arc, the young man's brocade clothes were silver-white, and his black hair was like a cloud, suddenly like a fall from the sky.

"Little uncle!" Before Chu Yue finished speaking, his legs had already jumped up on their own and pounced on him.

Yun Jinshu stretched out his arms and hugged her: "Late, long time no see." ”

"Why does my uncle have time to come to the Skyscraper today?" The early moon night was so excited that the eyes were red.

"Of course, I knew that I would start acting as an agent for Wu Zhu today, so I specially asked the emperor for leave and came to congratulate me."

Yun Jinshu swept the broken hair from her forehead.

After the crown ceremony, the little uncle did appear less and less, at first he would often come to the skyscraper, and he would try to go out of the palace or go to the warp and weft courtyard in the early moon night, but gradually, the affairs of the skyscraper became complicated, and the riding and archery lessons of the warp and weft house were also moved to the distant hunting grounds.

Leaving the palace is limited to annual festivals, and these festivals are either at the festival at the end of the first month, or Yunjinshu is patrolling around, and the opportunities to meet are getting fewer and fewer, so little that the number of times in a year has to be counted by pinching your fingers.

Seeing my uncle at the beginning of this year was a surprise in a surprise, and the door was opened.

And now Yunjin Shu is twenty-nine years old, heroic and tall, and his eyebrows are natural, and he finally became one with the high-spirited young man Langjun in the impression of Chu Yuewan in his previous life.

It's just me, why is it still so small! My little uncle can grow that tall for four or five years, and he will fight hard to grow up late and night, but he will only reach someone's waist! Compared with my uncle, I have grown in vain! At the beginning of the moon, I can't wait to take off all the flesh on my body and put it in the heel to increase my height.

Yun Jinshu saw through her mind at a glance, and said with a gentle smile: "Eat more in the evening, and you will grow up when you eat well." ”

"My little uncle is long vertically, and he is long horizontally every night."

Chu Yuewan gestured at the waist that was still not separated from the buttocks.

"Eh, it's a good thing to grow horizontally."

Yun Jinshu said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is now neither horizontal nor vertical, thanks to it." ”

Chu Yuewan suddenly felt distressed for the innocent prince brother.

Yun Jinshu walked with her in the courtyard, and said: "That magic stick is idle to hide, but now it is busy." ”

Chu Yuewan shook his head at him: "It's just a few days of busy New Year, there is nothing, and then it is the fifteenth day of the first month, and then come...... February Erlong raised his head, and there was ......" Yun Jinshu listened to her count one by one, and smiled helplessly.

Isn't that busy? There's no leisure.

Yun Jinshu pinched her face: "I've been busy these days, I'll take you to the city to eat delicious food." ”

The early moon rubbed in his palm at night, like a cute cat.

"Won't my uncle stay a little longer today?" Seeing him late at the beginning of the moon didn't look like he was going to stay for a long time.

"The emperor told me to go to the city to do something."

Yun Jinshu said that the cloud is light and the wind is light.

His things are getting more and more brief, and he is more or less used to the early moon, and he will explain the ins and outs in previous years, but now it is a sentence, and there is no explanation.

Although he knew that he was not qualified to ask about the affairs of the previous dynasty, Chu Yuewan still hoped to know more about him.

But it seems that all the understandings since the rebirth have faded over the years.

Yun Jinshu understood her thoughts more and more, and comforted: "I'll come over when I'm free." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small paper bag from his bosom and put it in Chu Yuewan's hand.

When I opened it, I saw a hot hair cake inside.

"It's the shop in the south of the city!" Chu Yuewan recognized it when he smelled the fragrance, "Why did my little uncle think of bringing this?" ”

"Last time I passed by the south of the city, I saw you eat so fast, I sure you like it."

Yun Jinshu said, "I brought it today, you haven't eaten it for a long time, break the fast." ”

At the end of the first month, he plugged a piece in his mouth and nodded in praise.

Yun Jinshu looked at her silently and said with a smile: "I like to watch and eat late, and when I eat, it seems that the whole world has nothing to do with you." ”

"What's the reasoning?" At the end of the first month, I was full and wiped my mouth.

"Heaven cannot be said, take a good look at it."

Yun Jinshu deliberately hung her appetite.

After a short stay, Yun Jinshu said goodbye and left the Sky Tower to go about his business.

Chu Yuewan was still thinking about it in her heart, thinking about it while walking in the courtyard.

"Your Highness the Princess!" Song Ling suddenly ran out of the skyscraper, "Come on! "The early moon was dragged into the tower in a daze, only to hear the noise, and guessed that something might be wrong.

"What a sin!"

"How old are you and still in trouble! It's so easy to get into Beijing, and you want to be driven back, don't you? ”

"Who is this?"

"Who else could it be, isn't it the little prince of Jingjun Wangfu who entered Beijing for the pilgrimage today?" The group of pilgrims gathered in front of the statue of the Emperor Yingtian, and many ceremonial officials also came around to help guide them, and the incense ash and wax oil all over the ground were in a mess.

Chu Yuewan was about to run up to ask, and suddenly remembered that he was now the spokesperson of the great teacher, so he hurriedly straightened his clothes and walked forward quickly and gracefully.

The people around saw that she had an extraordinary bearing, and Songling opened the way, and immediately stepped aside.

When the early moon approached, I saw a teenager lying on the ground, dressed brightly and luxuriously, obviously after the wang clan.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome and a little honest, are blushing and embarrassingly apologizing to the people around him.

A fat lady next to her accused the young man unrelentingly: "I don't expect you to have a long face, so don't be ashamed!" So worthy of the prince who cultivated you carefully? The other boy beside her looked at the one on the ground with disdain, with a look of excitement with his hands behind his back.

"The seat of God is pure, and there shall be no loud noise."

Song Ling reminded.

"Yes, yes."

The lady immediately put away her arrogance, "It's all our fault, this kid has been raised outside since he was a child, and he has no control, give ...... I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

Song Ling stepped back: "Don't apologize to me." ”

The noble lady saw the little early moon evening, and was stunned for a moment, confused: "This ......? The boy lying in the incense ash on the ground had already noticed the early moon, and he had been stunned for a long time, and he forgot to get up.

"Master is in retreat, and the matter of the Ferris Tower has been represented by Princess Ben recently."

Chu Yuewan said and looked at the noble lady, "May I ask what happened here?" Although the noble lady didn't understand which princess this little princess was, she still said honestly: "The courtesy is the princess of Jingjun." ”

After roughly talking about the ins and outs, I knew in the evening of the first moon that this group of three people was the king and princess of Jingjun, who were far away in Shouling Prefecture, and brought a prince and a third prince to the capital to make a pilgrimage to their father.

After coming down from the court, the princess and her two children made a pilgrimage to the skyscraper.

It was the first time they had entered Beijing, so they didn't know many of the rules.

When he entered the incense, the third prince Nangong Miao accidentally knocked over the incense case, which frightened many pilgrims next to him, and these pilgrims were not ordinary identities, so he felt that the third prince had offended the gods, offended himself, and offended the emperor, and they were all expressing dissatisfaction.

"Let's clean up first."

Chu Yue ordered someone to come over to deal with the aftermath, and turned to comfort the frightened pilgrims, saying that this time the good fate would not be affected, and the accident of the third prince was also fate, and then sent some small objects that had been opened to pass the incident.

Master said that if you don't make a decision, you will never learn.

There is nothing that metaphysics cannot solve! Those pilgrims in the capital often saw the evening of the first moon, and they believed in her, and after receiving the things and listening, they all dispersed obediently, and the ceremonial officials cleaned up the incense ashes on the ground and rearranged the incense case.

Princess Jingjun stood awkwardly for a long time, and then she knew from others that the little princess who acted as the agent was the "Fuxing General" who was the "Fuxing General" of Dagao's national fortune and the successor of the Great Teacher.

When she was free in the evening of the first month, she hurriedly dragged Nangong Miao, the third son of King Jingjun, with a smile on her face.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, today's Jingjun Mansion will not be tolerated, you say something, how this kid is disposed of, it is all in accordance with the rules of the Ferris Tower."

Princess Jingjun swears.

The young man who was caught by her was helpless, and his thick eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and he didn't say anything.

"Speak, you!" Princess Jingjun kicked him.

"Nangong Miao is at the disposal of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Nangong Miao bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Tsk."

King Shizi of Jingjun scoffed a little beside him.