"Brother Xuan, wait for Qing'er......" The pink cheeks, the flesh, the skin seems to be broken, and the arms that are bulging like lotus roots, making a childish sound, are very cute, and people can't help but want to take a bite on her face. He wore two braids on his head, and was dressed in a gorgeous pink garment, the material of which was clearly fine silk, and in one of his hands he held a small bamboo stick. Fart staggered after a little boy.

"Little bun, hurry up." Running in front of him was a child of about six or seven years old, dressed very plainly, elegantly, looking particularly mature, with a steady and handsome person who should not be this age, and also holding a small wooden stick in his hand, shouting excitedly to the small group behind.

It turned out that two people secretly ran out of the palace to play, went to the streets outside the city, watched others fight crickets, and the happiness of children is always so simple, laughing, and spending a happy childhood with you.

In a flash, the little girl who turned out to be fleshy has now grown into a fair-skinned and beautiful girl, and the original child has also grown into a young man.

The woman snuggled in the boy's arms, the boy gently stroked the girl's hair, from the top of the head to the end of the hair, it was so gentle, the woman's face couldn't help but blush with shyness, and her head rubbed against the boy's clothes, and said: "Tomorrow, I'm leaving, will Brother Xuan wait for Qing'er?" ”

The young man hugged the woman's body and tightened his hands again, and said softly: "Of course, Brother Xuan will be with Qing'er for the rest of his life." ”

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This time Ye Qingzhu was taking a nap on the couch, there were too many things recently, while he was busy with Xu Yun'er's affairs, he was looking for Fengyin, and last time he entered the secret room inexplicably at the gate of the General's Mansion, and came back inexplicably, it was really a head or two.

dreamed of his brother Xuan, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised again, and there was another person, far away in another place, waiting for him. His face flushed.

At this time, Ye Qingzhu remembered that in the secret room that day, he saw the little boy, but he was miserable, and the back of his neck hurt, and he must have been knocked out by that bad boy. If you catch him, you have to teach him another lesson.

However, what is the matter with the sword in his hand, how does it have a familiar feeling, and there is also such a feeling at the gate of the General's Mansion that day. There must be something wrong with the General's Palace.

"Ye Shu" Ye Qingzhu seemed to suddenly think of something and called Ye Shu in.

"Miss, what do you command?" Ye Shu said respectfully, usually jokes are jokes, but when he encounters serious things, he is still very serious.

"Is there any movement over there of the Yu Clan?" Ye Qingzhu asked, his brows furrowed.

"The Presbyterians have been quite quiet lately." Ye Shu reported.

"This group of old foxes, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, but there shouldn't be any big moves before Feng Yin looks for it." Ye Qingzhu said, his fingers casually tapping on the table.

After a pause, he said: "You send a small team of people to keep an eye on the General's Mansion, and report to me in time if there is any trouble." ”

"Yes," Ye Shu took the order and went out.