Chapter 400: You're a Good Person
"How does Her Highness the Princess want to play?"
I leaned over there when I entered the door, looking at the rumored princess of Chang'an outside.
Now I don't cry my nose, my face is clean, my facial features are still immature, but I can see the elegance, and those big and round eyes look at me in horror.
Sure enough, they still didn't recognize me.
"Call a few more, you can't do it alone."
She was wearing a servant's clothes and a dusty linen cloth today, thinking that she would be able to hide from the world and the sea, but she was really too naΓ―ve to be spoiled.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The girl who didn't have any hair grew up, but now she has begun to learn from others to raise her face.
I bent down to her and induded, "What do you want so much for, isn't it enough for me?" β
She avoided her face in disgust, shook her head very obediently, and replied very sincerely: "Not enough." β
He lowered his head and played with his fingers, his two hands were twisted together, and his voice was very low, as if he was saying to himself, "My father doesn't remember my birthday, they told me that as long as I am arrogant and strong, they will not ignore me." β
The words in the back grew so low that I could barely hear them.
rubbed her head helplessly, originally wanted to pinch her fleshy face, but in the end he just moved his fingers and didn't start.
It is really rare that such an innocent child can be produced in the palace.
The other little ones didn't work out, so I made her a simple hairpin out of wood and inserted it into her equally round bun, which made it even more funny to look at it obliquely.
"Happy birthday, princess."
I looked up with a smile, but I didn't expect to bump into those clear eyes that were as clear as water, and the eyes were full of surprise and undisguised joy, "My name is Ah Luan." β
Hearing this, I couldn't cry or laugh, whose girl was so easy to deceive, just a wooden hairpin, and even her own milk name was reported.
Ah Luan, Revlon, cut off the red dust and lead the green luan.
"Brother, you're a good person." She suddenly stood up, took my hand, and said solemnly, "I'll go back and tell my father that I want to marry you." β
"That probably won't work." I couldn't help but pinch her face, "My brother is inspired to marry several rooms, but I can't marry you." β
Unexpectedly, this time the princess sneaked out of the palace, which caused a lot of impact.
The whole capital was turned over, and when I returned, my father stood at the threshold with a black face, and that tense dark face was something I had never seen before.
"Why provoke Princess Chang'an, who can't provoke, it's her!"
I was puzzled and wanted to ask, but I was ordered to kneel.
A stick smashed on me, it hurt to the bone, and my emotions surged, and I couldn't help but retort: "Why can't you?" β
But when I looked up, I saw that his resolute face was heavy and his eyes were a little red.
This suffocating atmosphere probably started when I entered the palace.
"I don't know if I'm wrong." I watched my father grit his teeth and pull the stick down with a stick, and when I shook it, I seemed to see tears falling.
I gritted my teeth and held on, silent.
A few days later, there was a holy decree in the palace to go on an expedition.
The family of military generals is naturally obliged.
"I'll go this time." I took the initiative to ask for help, and when I bent over, my back still hurt a lot.
I had been scolded a long time ago, but now there was silence in the room, and even my brother didn't speak, just stood there quietly, smiling softly at me.
"It's time to go out and sharpen it when you're growing up, it's a good opportunity." Brother said.
"Okay."
It seems that in an instant, my father, who has always been domineering and arrogant, suddenly gets old.
The last time I entered the palace before the expedition, I saw her wearing a red dazzling dress under a flying tree, her hands under her sleeves, her chin slightly raised, looking bright and flamboyant.
"Brother."
She suddenly bent her eyebrows and called me, smiling profusely.
The cry was soft, and for a moment my original resisting thoughts softened, and I said helplessly: "Why do you like red?" β
She didn't answer the question, just looked at me and said, "My brother looks really good in white, well, it looks like Mr. has taught him, Mo Shang is a young man, and he is Zhuohua." β
"Will anyone still bully you?" I asked.
She raised her head proudly, "No, I am the most beloved one of my father, who dares to bully me." β
"You gave it to me, and this." She had that rough hairpin on her head and a whip in her hand.
I was just teasing her that day, but I didn't expect her to really take it seriously, helpless and funny.
Emperor Jing is still sitting on a high seat, but this time he has been looking at me for a long time, and the deep eyes that seem to have been silent for years are the depth and depth that I can't see.
"Pei Yousheng. Good name. β
"When I return victorious, I promise you one condition, don't let me down."
My waist is always straight, not arrogant or humble, and the young man is full of spirit, and what he says is probably nothing more than that.
When a holy decree came down, I rode on the white horse of the royal gift, and the people on the side of the road looked at me with embarrassment, and the limelight was the same, bustling and noisy, until it reached the gate of the city.
"At any time, you must learn to forbear, learn to pinch the strength, it's not good to be soft-hearted, but it's not good to be too cold-blooded."
"Son, promise me, even if you marry, you don't want Princess Shang."
My father looked at me, his tall figure seemed to have been shortened for no reason, and his eyes seemed to be flickering in the sun.
"Yes."
I jumped off my horse and replied, only to see that he was relieved, and the folds on his face were heavier.
"When my son comes back, I won't bury your face."
I waved my hand and left without looking back.
In this battle, if you don't get ahead, you will definitely not return!
"Brother." A little head came out of the carriage and destroyed all the vows I had just made.
"Who brought you here?"
My voice couldn't help but become cold, and her head retracted, wilting, "I came by myself, I'll go back soon." β
"This is for you, and the heart is the Spirit, and believe in it."
Her little hand was soft and hot, and she stuffed a begged yellow talisman into my hand, although she was lost, her eyes were still smiling like crescents, which made people unbearable to be harsh.
"Princess, it's time to go back, if you don't go back, the emperor should find someone again."
The guards outside were anxiously urging, and she reluctantly climbed down.
It's a long journey, I'm thinking, my father must have been too worried, she is still a pampered and ignorant child, whoever treats her better, she will follow her ignorantly, where will there be danger.
But I never thought that behind her was the palace that eats people and does not spit out bones, and behind her there are scheming emperors and some people who are eyeing them closely.
It's like a bottomless black hole that can drag people into it and pull them into a bottomless pool.
That battle was hearty and victorious, and almost all the way was full of morale and high spirits.