"She...... It's really beautiful......

Zhao Hongrun stood quietly behind the Yulong princess, looking at her silently from the side and behind a foot away.

Jade Hao is the title of the Yulong princess in front of Zhao Hongrun, and her real name is not clear to Zhao Hongrun.

But it is undeniable that this Princess Yulong has a special status in Zhao Hongrun's heart, well, a very bad special status.

The courtyard is quiet.

Beauty is very quiet.

Zhao Hongrun's heart gradually calmed down.

There seemed to be a feeling of tranquility and tranquility, spreading throughout his body, so uncomfortable.

After standing for a long time, Zhao Hongrun couldn't bear to break this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, but if he wanted to turn around and leave quietly at this time, he was a little unwilling.

After struggling for a long time, Zhao Hongrun coughed lightly.

"Ahem."

"......" Princess Yulong, who seemed to be wandering outside the world, turned her head when she heard the sound, and looked at Zhao Hongrun quietly with a little puzzle on her delicate and beautiful face.

Looking at the delicate face that had repeatedly appeared in his dreams, Zhao Hongrun felt weak for no reason, and his heartbeat inevitably increased a little.

"Hey." He also lives in the deep palace, and this is the first time he has greeted her.

"......" Princess Yulong's face became more and more confused.

It is hard to imagine that Zhao Hongrun, who has no sense of restraint in front of Miss Su and looks like a great person, feels an inexplicable embarrassment at this moment, and there is a burning heat on his face uncontrollably.

"I ...... My name is Hongyun......" he stammered to introduce himself.

Probably noticing the restraint on Zhao Hongrun's face, Princess Yulong smiled slightly, her red lips opened lightly, and she said softly: "I know." …… You are the most stubborn prince Hong......run in the palace."

"Uh......" Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, looking at Princess Yulong's sweet smile, for the first time he had a feeling that he didn't know what to say.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" Princess Yulong asked softly.

Zhao Hongrun scratched his forehead with some embarrassment, and said, "I just happened to pass by here and saw the imperial sister sitting here, so I came over to say hello." ”

"Oh." Princess Yulong showed a relieved expression.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but take a few steps closer to her, and asked curiously, "Why is the imperial sister sitting here alone?" ”

Hearing this, Princess Yulong did not answer immediately, she curled up her legs, gently hugged her knees with both hands, put her chin on it, and said quietly: "Where is it...... Aren't they all the same for me? ”

Zhao Hongrun was stunned, and then suddenly remembered that Xiao Shuyan, the mother concubine of the imperial sister in front of her, had passed away more than ten years ago, and since then, she has lived alone in the empty Yuqiong Pavilion, and almost no one cares.

Yes, the princesses in the Great Wei court are far inferior to the princes, especially the princesses like Princess Yulong, who have lost their mother as a supporter, and they are simply like duckweed in the court.

"Sister Huang, it seems to be very lonely?" Zhao Hongrun sat a little bit against the oval stone.

"......" Princess Yulong looked at Zhao Hongrun with her eyes open in surprise, as if she couldn't understand why this imperial brother, who had never crossed paths, was so close.

Zhao Hongrun noticed Princess Yulong's surprised expression, and immediately regretted his thoughts that he couldn't help but want to get close to her, and hurriedly asked, "Uh, the imperial sister doesn't mind that I'm sitting here, right?" ”

Princess Yulong smiled slightly, moved her position slightly to the other side, and then tilted her head to look at Zhao Hongrun, as if she had made some room for him.

Zhao Hongrun sat on the stone quietly like this imperial sister, but his heart was pounding.

He couldn't help but be a little nervous, because he had only seen her from afar a few times in the palace in the past, but he had never admired her beauty so closely.

Looking at the defenseless look of closeness in her eyes, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

Yes, Princess Yulong trusted him because he was her half-brother and let him be close, but in his heart, he couldn't help but want to get close to her.

Because in a real sense, the imperial sister in front of her is Zhao Hongrun's first love.

Very bad, quite bad feelings, however, uncontrollable.

"When did it start?"

With his hands propped up on the stones, Zhao Hongrun looked up at the starry night sky, and his mind couldn't help but think of the scene when he first noticed the imperial sister in front of him.

"The sprouting of all evils......

Zhao Hongrun smiled bitterly silently.

It was probably when he was thirteen years old last year, his uncontrollable physiological development gradually matured, and he became more and more unbearable for the environment of the handsome little eunuch except for the five big and three thick Zongwei around him, and in those bad days, he badly noticed the imperial sister in front of him, and even worse, he also had a strong memory that was almost indelible, so that her smile, joy, anger and sorrow in the palace school, even if Zhao Hongrun never deliberately remembered, were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Then, something worse happened.

One day, Zhao Hongrun dreamed of this imperial sister in a dream, and when he got up in the morning, he found that the land was in a mess.

And this is not the worst, the worst thing is that Zhao Hongrun, through his incomparably powerful memory, can still remember the things in his dreams clearly, including his own fantasy, the seductive appearance of this royal sister with a flushed and shy face......

Since then, Zhao Hongrun has been on strike and does not dare to go to the palace school anymore, because whenever he sees her, he will inevitably think of the things in his dreams, and then react physically.

It's simply ...... It's simply the most painful torture!

Perhaps it was from then on that Zhao Hongrun gradually developed a bad affection for this imperial sister.

It is undeniable that this Yulong princess is very much in line with the mate selection criteria in Zhao Hongrun's heart, with a quiet and gentle temperament and black green silk, but unfortunately, she is a half-sister.

"Hey—"

He couldn't help but sigh again.

Next to "......", Princess Yulong looked at the younger brother who was behaving strangely in confusion.

It seemed to her that the brother had come to talk to her, but he sat on the stone for a long time and sighed to himself, as if he had more worries in his heart than she did.

"The Eighth Prince seems to be very troubled?" Princess Yulong's title to Zhao Hongrun once again reflects that the status of the princess in the court is far inferior to that of the prince.

"Sister Huang, just call me Hongrun. …… Anyone can have troubles. ”

Princess Yulong hesitated for a moment, and then tried to call Zhao Hongrun's name: "Hongrun...... Are there any worries too? A prince as talented as you......"

"Talented?" Zhao Hongrun smiled bitterly and said: "I have always been the most stubborn prince." ”

"The most stubborn prince...... Can you counter the reproach of the prince of the East Palace with a heavy weight? Princess Yulong blinked her eyes and said with a somewhat naughty look: "The prince has grown up on you this time." …… You are really ruthless enough, and you directly dismantled the team of the East Palace. ”

"Who told him to take a book from his ancestors and lie that he made it himself?" Zhao Hongrun lied without blushing.

"Really? …… But how do I think that it was you who memorized that book and then wrote it down silently, so as to harm the prince of the East Palace? Princess Yulong said with a wink.

"How can I have such a skill." Zhao Hongrun flatly denied it.

Seeing that Zhao Hongrun refused to admit it, Princess Yulong didn't care, just looked at him and sighed faintly, showing a little envy and gloom on her face.

"What's wrong with the imperial sister?" Zhao Hongrun clearly captured Princess Yulong's momentary loss.

Princess Yulong shook her head.

It can be seen that although there is a sister-brother relationship, she does not trust Zhao Hongrun unreservedly.

This feeling is just like Zhao Hongrun once treated the rest of the princes except for his younger brother Hongxuan.

This kind of estrangement can't help but make Zhao Hongrun feel a little uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hongrun said sincerely: "If the imperial sister has any troubles, you might as well tell me, maybe it will be better to say it." ”

Princess Yulong looked at Zhao Hongrun in surprise and smiled: "It's not that there is anything so-called to worry about, it's just ...... It's just a little boring......"

"Stuffy? It's just loneliness, right? ”

Princess Yulong didn't pay attention to Zhao Hongrun's interjection, looked at the dark pool and said faintly: "Your deeds have spread throughout the palace...... Sometimes I envy you and envy your wanton in the palace, whether it is the vertical arch hall where my father handles government affairs, or the harem, there is nothing you dare not break in or go...... Father is very tolerant of you......"

"Inclusion? Didn't you? Zhao Hongrun will never admit this.

"Didn't you?" Princess Yulong turned her head to look at Zhao Hongrun, and said with a wry smile: "You are not a daughter, and you have not lived in the pavilion for many years, and you are not allowed to leave the pavilion unless there are special exceptions, like this, how can you feel your father's tolerance for you?" …… You are a prince, and even among princes, you are a special ......"

“……”

"You are only fourteen years old, and you are already free to enter and leave the palace and take a look at the scenery outside the palace...... People outside the palace, what are they like? …… When you are fifteen years old, you will officially leave the pavilion and set up a mansion ......" Speaking of this, Princess Yulong was already full of envy.

"Isn't the imperial sister just a year away from leaving the cabinet?" Zhao Hongrun remembered that the Yulong princess in front of him was only one year older than him.

"......" Princess Yulong glanced at Zhao Hongrun deeply, her beautiful eyes did not fluctuate, and she said lightly: "Do you really understand what it means for the princess to leave the pavilion?" ”

Zhao Hongrun opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

Yes, the prince's exit from the cabinet means that they can enjoy freedom from now on, while the princess's exit from the cabinet means that they will be reduced to political sacrifice, either marrying to another country, or marrying the heirs of important ministers in the court, pure marriage sacrifice.

"I ...... I can stay here for a year, but only for a year......," she said faintly, Princess Yulong slowly lowered the oval stone, and seemed to be about to return to the Yuqiong Pavilion where she lived.

And at this moment, Zhao Hongrun, who was still sitting on the stone, reached out and grabbed the jade wrist of the imperial sister.

"Do you want to get out of the palace? …… Today is Duanyang, and the liveliness in the city is far from being comparable to weekdays. ”

"......" Princess Yulong's red lips opened slightly, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Zhao Hongrun incredulously.

"As long as you want, I'll take you out of the palace!"

Looking at the stunned delicate face, Zhao Hongrun promised in a low voice.