"The big bad wolf let the little white rabbit go for the time being, and let him run and play among the blades of grass, and became her guardian wolf for the time being." Erbai sat on the ground without hesitation, her skirt spread out, and told a story suitable for children to listen to to the little children who ran over.

The child's eyes widened and he asked, "Does the big bad wolf like the little white rabbit?" ”

Ear Bai sneered: "But the little white rabbit just wants to be friends with the big bad wolf!" What can I do? ”

The little one was confused and didn't seem to know what to do.

Erbai clapped his hands, stood up and patted his skirt, and said with a smile: "Today's story is over, my sister will come back another day, huh?" ”

It turned out that Ear Bai would come to tell this child a story when he had time. Nothing special, except that there was an audience member who liked to hear her make up a long list of beautiful stories.

When Little Ear thinks of her hometown and sheds tears while talking, the little child will also be moved by the inability to return home in her story, and will be sad, and when she says something beautiful, the little child will laugh happily.

Such an emotional distraction made her feel emotional, but the little child seemed to like to listen to her stories more and more.

It's rare to go out today, Er Bai and Qi Boyuan passed by here, and were entangled by a little child, so they had no choice but to tell a little story.

Qi Boyuan watched Er Bai sit on the ground without paying attention, telling the story of the little white rabbit and the big bad wolf to the children, telling it quite seriously and funny, and there was some helplessness.

He lowered his eyebrows, looking a little cutely unhappy. If Erbai saw his expression, she would find that his expression was exactly the same as when Fang Bojie pretended to be unhappy and waited for her to coax, but unfortunately, she didn't look up, and only temporarily regarded Fang Cai's fist clenching as a coincidence that frightened her.

After all, Qi Boyuan did not reveal half of his familiarity with her in the past, and there was no memory of familiarity in his eyes.

Because there was a tall man standing next to him, and he couldn't mingle with them, the boy was looking at him strangely for the third time.

Qi Boyuan was very unnatural, he touched the little guy's head and stood up, he said uncomfortably: "Let's go." ”

Another slap in the eye.

Walking through that street, Erbai stroked the long hair that fell from his sideburns, Qi Boyuan looked at her, he was mentally struggling, although he tried his best to be silent on the surface, but he felt that something had completely changed from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly felt that he was with Er Bai, but he was closer to Ye Yurong, this strange feeling made him confused and puzzled, but he didn't show the slightest strangeness at this moment, without knowing what it was, he couldn't let anyone find out about his transformation.

Even the woman in front of him who made him relax was not good, perhaps, not just relaxed.

Qi Boyuan returned to the palace, he was the fifth prince of Izumo Kingdom, a prince who was not qualified to take the throne in the dust and was high and low, for the simple reason that the emperor did not like him.

He was having nightmares again, dreaming that his own mother was framed for fornicating with a foreign man, and then locked up in a cold palace, because the family was powerful and changed the unspeakable crime to avoid death, dreamed that he was forced to confess his blood with the emperor, and dreamed that he was young and cried out no, because he knew that once he did this, he was the only child whose blood was questioned by the royal family, and he saw the emperor smashing a bowl of tea at him, and the blood flowed down his forehead, and he quieted down, his fingers were cut, and the blood dripped into the bowl and seeped into his heart.

After verifying that he was indeed the royal heir, the emperor threw him to his grandmother and left him alone.

Until he learned that his mother was seriously ill in the cold palace, so he knelt and begged the emperor to let him see the beauty, only begging him to be kind to see his mother for the last time, he knelt outside the palace for two days and two nights, until he fainted and fell into a coma, and after waking up, his mother was dead, only to be sent away by a white cloth, he was grief-stricken, but he bit the back of his hand, tears flowed, watching them carry his mother away, his father would not come, he looked there for a long time, saw that the tears dried up and moistened again, and then stood up and pinched his palm.

The mother who would touch the top of his head with the softest palm in the world was forever gone, the only person in the world who would love him and care about him.

Dreaming that he was being bullied by other princes or even people who were not royal relatives, in order to live, he kept silent, because he knew that no one would make decisions for him, and worked hard to learn horseback riding and archery, and worked hard to study the Four Books and Five Classics, and govern the country.

But he still couldn't get the emperor's appreciation.

He was a very smart man, but also a very down-and-out man.

He also dreamed of Ye Yurong, dreamed that she was pregnant before she met him, he forced her to drink the safflower, saying that as long as she drank it, he would forgive her, and they would start again, she showed a mocking and bitter smile, and then laughed so much that she couldn't stop laughing at all, she kept beating her body, biting her lip, and then drank the bowl of saffron in one gulp, at that moment, he felt that something was completely away from him, and he lost something forever.

Seeing the blood flowing from her Ye Yurong's body, he didn't just regret it, but he regretted it?

They can't go back.

When he woke up, he hid his face and wept silently.