Chapter 172: I'm here

"Little lady, Legacy!"

Seventeen's words pulled Yiren's mind back, and she looked up sharply, seeing an affirmation in Seventeen's eyes, and such an affirmation made him panic.

"Xiao Ye's target should be Yu Zhao, but he suddenly pointed the finger at Xiao Houfu, there must be something related to this."

"The eastern border is Xiao Ye's territory, after the northern border is recovered, the barbarian army is not strong, it must be Xiao Ye promised them, or what deal they made, so there will be this war."

"And behind this transaction is Ji Zhao, why did Xiao Houfu be involved, maybe Ji Zhao will tell us the answer, little lady, what is Ji Zhao written?"

His question was a bit abrupt, but Yiren was not suspicious, on the contrary, Seventeen's words made her feel cold, and she even had a ridiculous guess in her heart.

She took out a brocade silk from her waist, "Your Majesty instructed me not to open it at will before he died, and I don't know what is written in the posthumous notice." ”

At that time, the situation was too chaotic, the first emperor handed over the widow to her, and asked her to escape from the palace with it and raise troops to serve the king, she was too confused at the time, until the seventeenth appeared, and she did not react until the identity was exposed, which was arranged by the first emperor, thinking of this, she also obeyed the wishes of the first emperor and did not open the widow.

Seventeen was worried about her situation, "Little lady, if you don't want to see it, you can ...... it."

"No, I want to see it!" Yiren slowly unfolded the brocade silk in her hand, and Seventeen held her hand down, "Princess, have you thought clearly?"

He called her a princess, indicating that he also guessed in his heart, Yiren felt a chill in his heart, looked up at him, his eyes were slightly distracted, and he smiled desolately, "If I have been kept in the dark, I don't know what I can do, if it is really what I think, I know my mission as a princess, and I know better than anyone what to do." ”

Seventeen slowly lowered his hand and brushed away the broken hair from her ears for her, "Then you can do whatever you want, everything is up to me." ”

Everything has me, maybe it's this sentence that makes Yi's heart settle down and find a home.

Rao Shiyi people already had an expectation in their hearts, and when they really saw that name, when the tears quietly fell, their heartbeat suddenly stopped.

At that moment, she seemed to be unable to breathe, and the brocade silk in her hand was scattered on the ground, panting constantly.

"Brother, brother!" She squatted on the ground, grabbed the position of her chest, and kept calling Xiao Yuanjun, she forgot that he was not his brother.

Seventeen saw her reaction, and he had already confirmed the conjecture in his heart, but when he picked up the relic, his fingers were still unconsciously clenched.

He looked at the girl who was curled up in a small ball in distress, carefully hugged him in his arms, and clasped her hand to prevent her from hammering her in his chest, but once she was imprisoned in her hand, she seemed to be out of breath and would faint at any moment.

Seventeen was helpless, took the person in his arms, and stroked her back over and over again.

"Little lady, I'm here, seventeen here." He seemed to be coaxing a child, gently and impatiently telling her that he was there.

Xu is voice came into his ears, and Yiren gradually softened, but the names of her brother and Seventeen were still in her mouth.

And Seventeen held her in his arms, and said over and over again, that I was there, and that he felt sorry for this girl, and that he had said that the world was unfair to her, but he had never thought that the world was so unfair to her.

Yiren cried for a long, long time, so long that her legs were completely unconscious, she called out in a dazeSeventeen, Seventeen came back to her senses, touched her face, tried to wipe the tears on her face, such a light touch, the tip of Yiren's nose was sour again, and a tear on her eyelashes was trembling slightly.

Seventeen Fu went up, the warm lips slowly pressed against the corners of her eyes, the pearl scattered into a rain curtain, spread on the eyelashes, he looked at the girl in front of him who was fragile like a porcelain doll, and said cautiously: "I'm here."

In a squatting position, Iren raised his arms and slowly climbed up his neck, "Seventeen, I'm tired." ”

Seventeen picked him up and laughed dotingly, "Okay, I'll take you to rest, what a lazy pig." ”

The lazy pig Ito smiled cheekily, smothered in his arms, crying silently, wetting the clothes on his chest, and Seventeen kept the silence that only adults would have, and gently put her on the bed.

Just as she was about to get up, her neck was pressed down, and Seventeen stopped in front of her with her hands, her eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked at her with a smile.

Yiren learned from him, raised his eyebrows, but did not pick up, and made a squinting motion, which is a child's expression when he feels satisfied, and this expression makes Seventeen laugh.

A finger touched the tip of her nose, "Go to sleep, I'll keep watch over you." ”

Yiren shook his head, let go of him with both hands, slowly closed his eyes, and when Seventeen saw this, he twisted the horns of the quilt for him, and dropped a dragonfly kiss on her forehead, and walked out.

"Seventeen." Seventeen paused and didn't look back, and a low, soothing voice sounded in the tent, "I'm here." ”

"I'll want to wear the girl's redwoods later, you can ask Xiao Pick to bring me one, just that one, crimson, with tinkling bells between the skirts."

She had many sequoias, but none of the dresses had tinkling bells, and she loved simple clothes, and there would be no such little girls' things in the skirts, but Seventeen smiled and responded, "Good! ”

"What else does the little lady need, do it for you for your husband, thrush, tie your hair?"

Usually it was his lazy, unserious tone, Ito laughed silently, turned sideways, put her hands under her face, and looked at the back, the sun was shining directly on him, and she could only see his silhouette.

With a thin waist, a flamboyant ponytail, and clenched fists, Iren sneered out laughing and turned straight.

Seventeen was stunned by this laughter, and a cold voice came from behind, "Seventeen, after waking up, I won't be Miss Ye anymore." ”

His clenched fist slowly loosened, and a bitter and relieved smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I know." ”

"The minister retired."

Tears gradually wet the bedding, and she bit her lip, forcing herself not to let him find out, until his back disappeared completely, and she gasped for breath.

The Yiren slept for a long time, until the sun had set, and Seventeen stayed outside the tent, and stayed for a long, long time.

A leisurely sound came, Xiao Xiao opened the curtain, and a crimson voice came into view, and there were delicate small bells in the skirt.

"Am I good-looking?"

Seventeen came back to his senses, stood up with his numb legs, and smiled honestly, "It's beautiful." ”

"Then let's go, go to Xiao Shizi, there are some things that can't be delayed."

Seventeen walked beside her, holding an umbrella for her, and the sound of tinkling echoed in her ears.

"It's too noisy."

"Huh!" Seventeen laughed helplessly, and took out a lotus seed from her purse, "You quietly don't want Miss Ye to be this day, you have to tell others arrogantly." ”

Yiren thought that this was also true, and turned his head to ask him, "I'm not Miss Ye, so I'm not your wife." ”

Seventeen handed the peeled lotus seeds to her mouth, Yiren was a little embarrassed, Seventeen directly pestled to her mouth, there was a big meaning that she would not let go if she didn't eat him, Yiren had no choice but to swallow it.

Seventeen was satisfied, and said, "Unfortunately, it's not Miss Ye that I like."

Yiren paused, looked at him at a loss, turned around, picked up the person from the knee socket with one hand, as if holding a small doll, Yiren did not dare to move, and held his shoulders with both hands.

Seventeen was very satisfied with the current angle, and looked up at her, "What I like is a little princess who loves sugar." ”

Whether it is Miss Ye or the high-flying job, he likes it, but unfortunately, this person is both, so he likes it even more.