The prince took Xiao Jizi and began to wander around the streets, not to mention meeting any 'real destiny', and he didn't even see anyone who could catch his eyes a little.

"Wei Chu."

Ouch!

Xiao Jizi was so frightened when he heard this voice that everyone was excited, and he thought to himself, which one of them dared to call the prince by his name on the street?

The prince naturally recognized this voice, it was the voice that had always haunted him in his mind.

The prince's figure froze suddenly, his expression was shocked, and he looked back in disbelief, and sure enough, he saw that among the surging crowds of people coming and going, the woman in white light veil, ethereal and elegant, and holy and incomprehensible was the 'culprit' that made him feel painful and tormented during this time.

Xiao Jizi often accompanies the prince behind him, so he naturally recognizes Yu Yang, after all, the big mansion in Yu Mansion is still he obeyed the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince and helped to buy it outside the palace, and every time His Royal Highness the Prince comes out of the palace to visit Yu Yang, when was he not there?

Thinking about it, in the whole world, I am afraid that only the person in front of me who dares not to be afraid of death calls the name of the prince of the current dynasty, and His Royal Highness the prince can't bear to do anything to her.

The prince really didn't expect to see Yu Yang again.

She walked away without saying goodbye, without leaving a word or greeting them, and just left quietly.

She is like a gust of wind, she can't reach it, she can't touch it, she is silent when she comes, and she doesn't leave a trace when she leaves.

The prince was really panicked, more pain and suffering.

She was gone for a month.

He was in agony for almost a month.

This month's days and nights, during the day he became the high-spirited prince like no one, dealing with government affairs, and visiting the court, but only at night when he was alone, darkness and loneliness swallowed him, and his thoughts were like a knife, tormenting him all night. Variety Literature

He had really made up his mind that he might never meet her again in his life, and he would never hope to have her life again.

Unexpectedly, she appeared unexpectedly again.

His heart was as calm as water, and she was easily disturbed.

The prince hated himself for not being firm enough, and his joys, sorrows, and sorrows were always easily influenced by her.

He clenched his fists, and the surprise and faint joy he felt at seeing her were all indifferent, and his face was expression, and he forcibly looked away.

After Yu Yang called his name, he realized that he was too impulsive.

She just floated on this lively street like a wandering spirit, and saw a back figure not far in front of her who was very similar to him, thinking about the name that lingered in her heart thousands of times, so she couldn't help but blurt out.

After shouting, I realized that I was too impulsive, and after shouting, I realized how deep my feelings for him were unconsciously.

But Yu Yang didn't expect that it would really be him.

When he looked back and saw her, he had lost the joy and gentleness of his past, only bitter indifference and irony.

Yu Yang's heart was suffocated, and for a while he felt that he didn't even have the qualifications to call him by name.

Xiao Jizi stood aside, and saw the delicate atmosphere of the two people, embarrassed and stiff, and the depression almost made him unable to stand, especially the face of His Royal Highness the Prince, which was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Xiao Jizi touched the back of his head, and subconsciously found a topic to ease the atmosphere, "Miss Yu, why are you here?" ”

Yu Yang opened his mouth and was about to answer, but the prince next to Leng Buding sneered, "I guess I miss my sweetheart again, and I want to see General Chang'an again, but unfortunately, if you go to the Liefu tonight, you are destined to be empty, and he is accompanying his hometown at this time." ”