Bai Xiying pinched a lactose in a little depressed, and there were three or four identical lactose floating in the pond, which were perfectly avoided by the koi fish.

Why would you want to grab candy with a child? Bai Xiying thought blankly.

Don't fish eat sugar? He remembered that there used to be a koi raised in the palace to eat peanut halva. Thinking so, Bai Xiying threw the last lactose in his sleeve into the pool. The koi fish with black and white markings immediately flicked its tail and dodged away.

White Shadow: "......"

There were a few milky white balls floating in the small pool, and not a single fish swam in the covered area, and the calm of the water without a trace suddenly seemed a little strange.

"Bai Gongzi feeds the fish here?" Murong Shu grabbed some fish food from a celadon bowl and sprinkled it into the pond, and those koi of various colors felt the movement on the surface of the lake, and immediately rushed up, grabbing the small amount of fish food.

Bai Xiying shook the sleeve that had been lactose just now, "Is His Royal Highness King Rui also here to feed the fish?" ”

"Bai Gongzi, the koi in this garden don't eat lactose," Murong Shu squatted down, grabbed a handful of fish food and threw it in, and the group of koi fish surrounded again, "Look." ”

White Shadow: "......"

Seeing that Bai Xiying was silent, Murong Shu said to himself: "I think those minions didn't come to feed them today, so these little guys are hungry." ”

Bai Xiying looked at the "little guy" with round bellies, and said lightly: "Your Highness, let's eat less." ”

Murong Shu turned his head to look at Bai Xiying, and said with a smile: "What Gongzi said is true." If you eat it for a while, it will be very unlucky. So he got up and laid the celadon bowl on the smooth-ground stone beside him.

"If Your Highness has nothing else to do, you will retire first." I'm leaving.

As soon as Bai Xiying walked past Murong Shu's side, he felt that something was hanging on his sleeve.

Murong Shu tugged at one of the corners of Bai Xiying's sleeve, "This king does have something to ask Gongzi for advice. ”

Bai Xiying turned around, "Your Highness, please speak." ”

"Do you refuse to recognize me, or do you not recognize me?"

"Your Highness, what are these words, I am not an old acquaintance with Your Highness, how can I recognize it or not?"

Murong Shu muttered, "Then I don't recognize it." ”

There seemed to be some loss in Murong Shu's tone, and there was some forbearance pain, "Actually, this king has long expected that you must have forgotten me, this king is just, I want to try again and gamble, but this king seems to have lost." ”

Murong Shu was half a head shorter than Bai Xiying, and he needed to look up to meet Bai Xiying's eyes, "Then Bai Gongzi is not afraid, is this king revealing the identity of Gongzi to others?" ”

Bai Xiying said: "Don't be afraid." ”

Murong Shu: "Aren't you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid," Bai Xiying looked at Murong Shu's clear eyes like autumn water, "I also bet on the next, and bet that His Highness won't say it." ”

The corners of Murong Shu's mouth hooked up a trace of evil charm: "You are so sure, won't this king say it?" ”

"I'm not sure in the next, so I'm betting in the next."

Murong Shu smiled and said, "What if the son loses the bet?" ”

"I'm willing to gamble—"

"I'm willing to gamble and lose," Murong Shu said with a long laugh, "The sooner Childe gets rid of this king, it will save a lot of unnecessary trouble, has Childe thought about it?" ”

Bai Xiying said simply: "I have thought about it, if His Highness does not want to survive, he can also fulfill His Highness below." ”

"But killing this king will also bring a lot of trouble to the son." Murong Shu took half a step forward, and the placket of his clothes was close to the tips of Bai Xiying's hair.

Bai Xiying instinctively took a step back, put the sleeve knife that had already been drawn out in front of Murong Shu's neck, and said coldly: "Does Your Highness think that you don't dare to kill you?" ”

The cold front is unsheathed, and the blade is cold. Murong Shu felt that his neck was cold, but he didn't mean to flinch, but instead stretched it out, so that the white skin and flesh were only attached to the thin blade, "I heard that the blade of the sword used by the cool and thin person is also thin, but when this king sees his son like this today, he feels that this statement may not be credible." This king gambles again, and Gongzi will not kill me. ”

Bai Xiying's hand was very steady, his wrists and fingers did not shake or tremble, and his tone was a little frivolous, "Then Your Highness is afraid that you will lose again today!" ”

Murong Shu bent a pair of bright eyes, but his heart was already like a drum, "This king's luck has always been good. ”

"Oh?" Bai Xiying suppressed the expression on his face, and his elbow was close to the horizontal, "Then His Highness's luck is really ......."

Murong Shu felt a murderous aura slash through his neck like a condensed blade, and then he didn't wait for a sharp pain, and he lost consciousness for a while.

Bai Xiying gently rubbed the blade of the knife with his fingertips, and continued, "Not bad! ”

Murong Shu raised his hand and touched his neck, there was no warm blood, no hideous wounds, and it was intact. Only a strand of black hair was cut in half, half fell to the ground, and half was still hanging on the sleeve. A heart that hung in the air finally fell back into his chest.

"This king has won."

Bai Xiying put the Hidden Blade back into its sheath, "Your Highness, although you are still young, you should have known that you would have to spare your life. ”

"This king is not small!"

Bai Xiying said with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Rui won today, shouldn't he also let Bai win in the future?" ”

Murong Shu carefully picked up the half of the broken hair, and said after a long time: "Bai Gongzi is Bai Gongzi, this king will not break his word." ”

Bai Xiying arched his hand in front of him and said lightly: "Since this is the case, Bai Mou has thanked His Highness here." ”

Murong Shu took half a step back and said, "Thank you for not killing." ”

Bai Xiying closed his sleeve knife and returned to his sleeve, "Retire below." ”

"But this king still has to win today," just a few steps later, Murong Shu tugged on Bai Xiying's sleeve again, "This king has to win today." ”

Bai Xiying paused, "What else does Your Highness want to win?" ”

"This king wants to gamble, bet that you still know me."

The ink color was gently waved, and the surrounding scenery was enveloped in a layer of silence.

Dressed in white, it looked particularly conspicuous in the hazy night, Murong Su tugged at the sleeve of the white shadow, hung his head slightly, and said in a almost inaudible voice: "You still recognize me, right?" ”

Murong Shu silently recited it countless times in his heart—you still recognize me, don't you?

Bai Xiying turned his head slightly, looking at this stubborn young man. The picture seems to coincide with many years ago-

Eleven years ago, there was a little doll with a special symbol of birth pulling at his sleeve and refusing to let go.

"You don't want to go, okay?"

The child's eyes were as clear as crystal, and he looked at him deadly, "Don't you go, okay?" ”

He squatted down and rubbed the child's head, "Brother is going home, will I come to see you later?" ”

The child was still tugging at his sleeve, with red circles in his eyes, "It's not good, my beautiful brother's home is so far away, he must be gone and won't come back." ”

He said patiently, "My brother will come back." ”

The child's eyes welled up with tears, "You lied to me! ”

"Brother doesn't lie to you."

"Then why can't you stay for a few more days this time, the imperial brother and the mother don't like me, no one accompanies me, can you stay with me for a few more days?"

He hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Okay, then my brother will accompany you for another three days, okay?" My brother must go home after three days, and my brother's father is very fierce. ”

The kid held back tears and nodded vigorously, "Okay—"

Now, the child tugged at his sleeve and refused to let go.

"You still know me, don't you?"

Of course you know, how can you forget?

Bai Xiying turned around and gently rubbed Murong Shu's hair, "Yes, I still recognize you." ”

The stubborn child finally raised his head and looked at this handsome young man, "I'll just say, my luck is good." I won! ”