Pu Wangfu, the same high gate compound.

Just a few days ago, Xin Xi had only been here once, but when he stood in front of this gate again, he already had a completely different mood from the last time.

It is inside this door that there is a person who makes him care, and it is because of this person that he stands in front of this door, and he can no longer be indifferent in his heart.

Perhaps, I should catch up and say something that night......

But what should I say?!

Xin Xi simulated the scene of that night, and found that if he really chased after him, he didn't know what to say, maybe in the end, what he said would be boring 'there will be a period later' or 'be careful on the road'?!

After a while, Xin Xi plucked up the courage to knock on the door, and the old servant appeared, looked at Xin Xi suspiciously, and asked, "His Royal Highness King Pu is not here today, if you come to visit His Royal Highness King Pu, please come back tomorrow!" ”

King Pu is not here?!

Still full of apprehension, he nodded his head in a daze and thanked him, turned around, and after taking two steps, he suddenly remembered, Nima, didn't Lao Tzu come to find the prince?! What does it matter to me if King Pu is not here?!

"Hey, old gentleman, wait a minute, I'm here to visit His Royal Highness the Prince! Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here?! Xin Xi turned around and hurriedly asked.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?!" The old servant looked at Xin Xi suspiciously, and finally nodded: "Your Excellency, please come in!" ”

Paralyzed, no need for communication?!

Xin Xi said that he couldn't understand the routine of the Northern Song Dynasty, just when he was accustomed to waiting for the transmission, but he didn't need to be communicated?

Entering the Pu Wangfu, with a hint of apprehension and expectation, Xin Xi walked cautiously, and looked around from time to time, for fear of suddenly seeing the person who was haunted by his dreams, and he didn't know how to face it.

After turning a few corridors, he arrived at the living room in the backyard, and until this time, Xin Xi didn't see Sima Yun's figure, and he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicably disappointed in his heart.

The old servant who led the way led Xin Xi to sit down in the living room, and after serving tea, he said: "Your Highness is in the study at this time, and the old servant will go to pass it on, Xin Xiaoguan, please wait a while!" ”

"Out of the way!"

Xin Xi nodded, and then quietly knelt on the wooden couch and waited.

Although there was a chair next to the wooden couch, he didn't dare to sit on it, the chair was still a representative of pleasure in this era, Xin Zhen really wanted to sit on it, if he was seen, he was afraid that it would make the extremely diligent Emperor Yingzong dislike.

Moreover, after kneeling and getting used to it, Xin Xi found that this sitting posture is indeed more energetic, more graceful, and more capable of pretending to be forced than sitting on a chair......

Time passed little by little, and Xin Zhen was the only one in the entire living room who stayed in place, quietly, and would fall asleep if he didn't move again.

After looking around and finding that there was no figure, Xin Xi stood up and looked in the living room first.

The living room is about 50 square meters in size, but there are many objects in it, including a screen, two chairs, and all kinds of expensive furnishings, all of which are low-key and luxurious.

For example, the long table that is about two meters long and seventy or eighty centimeters wide is made of yellow rosewood, and behind the long table there is a landscape painting painted by a master who does not know which master......

Think too much!

Xin Zhen looked around, looking at those things that would be so valuable in the future that they couldn't afford to play with a net worth of less than 100 million, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

Anyway, these things are not his, and they can't get it back to the twenty-first century, and with the departure of Ai Xue in the twenty-first century, there is no longer anything worthy of his nostalgia, and here, Sima Yun has become his link.

He didn't want to go back anymore.

Turning around and walking outside, the huge garden, it is the twilight of spring, the early flowers are beginning to thank, and the late flowers are blooming.

Between the old and the new, in fact, it is all flowers!

Peonies, roses, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, unknown wildflowers, red, white, purple, yellow, colorful.

"Daddy! Why don't you see a guest coming to you?! "A familiar voice carved into the depths of the soul came from afar.

Xin Xi felt a palpitation, and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see the empty garden gate, but no human figure.

But the voice was still coming.

"I'm afraid that it's someone from the middle of the court again, and you want me to serve by Your Majesty's side!" Zhao Shu's voice came, and there was obviously a hint of annoyance in his tone.

"Then Daddy, you go, you are the crown prince, if you don't go, I'm afraid that someone in the court will have other thoughts!" It was another girl's voice.

Zhao Shu feigned anger: "Ning'er, Hugh is talking nonsense!" I, the crown prince, is what His Majesty used to temporarily appease the hearts of the courtiers, and when His Majesty has an heir, I will avoid suspicion! If you do too much at this time, when the time comes, there will be trouble! ”

The sound is near!

The next moment, Xin Xi froze, and three figures appeared at the gate of the garden, two young girls, and a middle-aged man in simple costume.

This is the first time Xin Xi has seen Sima Yun in women's clothing, or Zhao Xueyu. The light blue long skirt is matched with a white long-sleeved long coat, the top of the head is tied with a red rope behind the head, and the long tail hangs down on the back, jumping and jumping with the walk; There is also a wisp of fluttering black silk between the temples that hangs down from the small ears, gently fluttering in the breeze, innocent and pure appearance with a little rudeness and naughty cuteness, the black eyes are turning wildly, with a few traces of eccentricity!

The living Ai Xue is nothing more than Ai Xue in ancient costumes......

Seeing this scene, the colorful flowers were eclipsed, but the world of Xin Xi suddenly brightened.

What is the country and the city, this is the world!

"Daddy!"

"Ah! Eleven Lang ......" Sima Yun exclaimed, and involuntarily took two steps back, his eyes dodging, with a hint of shyness, surprise and unease.

"Daddy, I'm still in business!" Sima Yun exclaimed, turned around and ran away.

She didn't know why she ran away, was Eleven so terrible?

I really want to see him, but why, are you afraid?!

Afraid of the right statement? I'm afraid that Eleven Lang will know that she is the daughter of the crown prince...... Or, afraid, a year later, that life and death that can't be avoided?!

While running, her thoughts were rolling wildly, Sima Yun was at a loss, and then, she rushed into her boudoir, closed the doors and windows, and was silent.

On the other side, seeing Sima Yun turn around and run away again, Xin Xi only felt that the bottom of his heart suddenly emptied, and he slammed it fiercely, and the feeling of powerlessness covered his whole body, and the world was eclipsed.

Even the colorful flowers in the garden are no longer fresh to the eye, but a little annoying, which makes him feel upset for no reason.

Zhao Shu glanced at Sima Yun's back suspiciously, and said, "Ning'er, go and see your sister!" ”

The girl known as Ning'er nodded yes, and after secretly glancing at Xin Xi, she turned around and chased after Sima Yun.

"Xinxi?!" Zhao Shu looked at Xin Xi at this time, with a little scrutiny in his eyes, and asked, "Ah Xue, is this?!" ”

Xin Zhen shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't understand, the girl's mind couldn't guess, didn't the sanitary napkin in the later advertisement "Who knows the daughter's heart, Jieling sanitary napkin" also planted? !

Xin Zhen shook off the complexity in his heart and controlled his emotions before he spoke: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Xin is here to ask for something!" ”

"What's the matter?!" Zhao Shu was obviously a little absent-minded, probably still thinking about the abnormality of his baby daughter, and by the way, it was estimated that he was still dissatisfied with Xin Xi.

"Soap stakes!" Xin Zhen said softly, with firmness in his tone.