Red.

I opened my eyes, and the blinding light was blinding.

Close your eyes.

Red. It's my eyelids.

The quilt was cold, and I got up to put on my clothes, only to find that I forgot to close the window yesterday, and a few peach petals fell on the edge of the window.

I rubbed a petal with the tip of my ring finger and thumb, and when I got closer and sniffed, it was a faint bitter fragrance.

Looking back at last night's memory, I was stunned for a while, and then I noticed that my brow was furrowed.

The voices of others were heard in a very loud way throughout the bedroom, stretching endlessly.

"Pingping, my brother doesn't know what your last name is." He whispered apologetically, then muttered with a different face, "Or, you can have a last name...... Uh, nothing, my brother is thinking about things. No matter what Pingping's last name should be, let's take her brother's surname 'Chi' in the future. ”

"Chi Ran picked you up and took your name...... When you were two years old, I chose to take you to ......" during the journey, Yang Ruilin told with a smile.

"At present, as far as His Highness knows," in the secret room, Yan Danren raised his eyes and looked at Chi Apple, "Only the Le family has inherited the bloodline of the Fire Yuan God. Okay, have you finished reading the content of the Iron Beast? ”

"Lefu, there is a lack of a young lady."

……

Amazing.

I have delusions.

If I were Miss Yuefu, what would happen to the daughter of the national teacher Le Qusen?

You don't have to run around, surrounded by the clansmen, and everyone is beautiful.

What will the father say?

"Good boy, Dad has been looking for you for many years, come, meet your mother......" he smiled kindly and unfamiliarly, and he didn't know where to put his big clumsy hands.

My mother is a beautiful and virtuous person, she- she loves me.

I saw my own solid greed, so buried that I was about to forget that I had such a thing, that the essence of human nature was swelling.

Leping.

There are names and surnames.

But I know that things won't go my way, and that most things in the world won't coincide with fantasy.

I was immersed in a dream, and the petals were completely twisted into mud.

Ready to write a short letter to my brother.

Elder brother:

Some miss you.

When can I see you again?

Recently, I have learned a few new formation techniques, and the next time I play against you, I will definitely really win against you, and I don't need you to let me anymore.

……

Signed: Late apple.

The letter was handed to Yan Danren, and he set it aside on the table as usual.

Today's Second Highness is not very energetic, there is a shallow layer of gray blue under his eyes, when he raised his eyes to look at me, his eyelashes trembled, and a little white light fell on his black eyes, shining brightly.

"You're late." Yan Danren sat upright, changing the legs of Erlang in the past.

I was about to admit my mistake when he said, "In April, the peach blossoms bloomed." ”

"At the beginning of Yuefu, there was a lady named 'He Yi' in charge," Yan Danren had finished breakfast, and at this moment poured a cup of tea, and the slender five-fingered porcelain cup, "The peach is dying, and in the scorching days, she passed away." ”

Then there was the current Le's Bai Xiuwen.

In all fairness, Yan Danren had a good impression of He Yi, if he hadn't noticed his father's abnormality.

I don't know what Yan Danren was thinking, I just felt that his expression was a little more solemn, and suddenly, he smiled.

"It's good to die."

There was a chill on my spine, and I couldn't help but look down at his feet.

The dorsum of the foot is pale with one toe missing.

"He Yi, it's the Golden Yuan God."

He poured another cup of tea and handed it to me.

I hesitated, but finally took it and took a sip under his gaze.

"Is it fragrant?"

I nodded.

Yan Danren snorted: "Chi Apple, do you know tea?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness, the slave doesn't understand tea, but he knows that it is a good thing. The slave smells the fragrance. "I looked at the slender tea leaves in the cup, and it swayed to the bottom of the cup, and I couldn't see the veins of the leaves.

Half chattering, half commanding for half an hour, His Highness turned his neck, as if tired.

"It is very likely that He Yi's son is also Jin Yuanshen, so you should pay close attention to him."

At the end of the sentence, Yan Danren took me out of the house to take the carriage and went to the Qinglou again.

didn't go to the secret room, he walked into the green building like a bright guest, sat next to each other with all kinds of women, smiling and teasing each other.

I sat in the corner of the room, pretending to be a little servant, afraid to look at them.

Yan Dan people are actually self-disciplined, and they will never contaminate anyone in the Qinglou, lest they leave seeds.

Compared with the rich children, he is much more pitiful, his breath is unstable, he prefers to be forbearant and reserved, the corners of his eyes are thin and red, and the tips of his ears are bright and he is not presumptuous.

I sometimes think that he can do bad things to people first, and then kill them to cover it up, but Yan Danren doesn't, does it mean that His Royal Highness is a good prince?

As everyone knows, in the future, I am destined to pay the price for this rash and relaxed vigilance.

*

Yan Danren goes out every day, if I go to the Qinglou, he will take me along.

But instead of going to the Qinglou, I don't know what he's busy with.

My aunt and another gentleman taught me etiquette and court affairs, respectively.

Mr.'s surname is Wang.

At the beginning, Mr. Wang only talked about the important things in recent years for me to understand, and then he talked about the prince's harem and other things gradually increased.

I am stupid by nature, and Mr. Wang understands and jokes about me not to be too strong.

His Highness has come down once.

I was practicing calligraphy, writing and writing, and a wisp of green silk floated on the paper and wrapped around a brush.

"Chi Apple," Yan Danren tilted his head, leaned in through the window next to his desk, and squinted his eyes in criticism, "His Highness's hair and handwriting are better than your dog's. ”

It's just the wind playing tricks.

I looked at the strand of green silk and took the liberty of reaching out to untie it from my brush, but it still refused, and turned around a few more times before it drifted in other directions.

Fingertips feel cool to the touch.

"Second Highness." Mr. Wang bowed decently.

Yan Danren ignored Mr., he retracted from the window, I faced the window paper in a daze, and finally found my senses, only to find that my "cover" was written as "good".

Yan Dan people who have returned from Qinglou are always extremely painful, and they have to stay alone in the room for a long time to be silent before they become His Royal Highness the Second Prince.

Once, he was very unconscious, so he actually clenched my arm and said in a deep voice: "Chi Apple, His Highness is going to die." ”

"Before the prince kills me, I'm going to die in Gentle Township."

He often forgets to refer to himself as "His Highness", and I find him to be much more approachable.

"Why don't you feel uncomfortable," Yan Danren tugged at his collar, a little dry, "Those spices are problematic, unscrupulous, coveting the beauty of His Highness, in order to get His Highness, a group of unscrupulous women ......"

Speaking of which, I really won't be affected by the spices urged by the Qinglou, maybe it has something to do with the trial in Beide Town.

The soaked medicine jar seems to have a reborn effect.

It's a good thing that simple drugs don't affect me.

"Your Highness and the fragrant woman are close to each other, it will definitely have a big impact, do you want to drink some cold water?"

"Ha, fragrant, wow, is Chi Apple jealous, after all, the first time you saw me, you were dumbfounded."

First meeting - a failed assassination.

"You might as well drink some cold water."