Yu Zhiwei was in front of Yu Jingning, like a fox cub who was carrying the skin of the back of his neck, either blowing up his hair or jumping on his feet. And this little fox, when he was not in front of Yu Jingning, had already grown up. She squinted in front of He Xiao and shook out her nine tails, waiting for the boy with a pair of kitten eyes to take the bait.

He Xiao's face turned red, and he stammered for a long time, and finally took his handkerchief from Yu Zhiwei's hand: "I'll take it back." Although some things have been decided a long time ago, He Xiao knows it, but after all, the two of them are not famous now, and their own things are too obvious, so it is better not to stay here and cause trouble for her.

Yu Zhiwei seemed to see through He Xiao's thoughts, and didn't say anything, just smiled at He Xiao.

He Xiao didn't have anything to say, and asked Yu Zhiwei: "What are you humming just now, why do I feel so familiar?" ”

"Cui Yingying Waiting for the Moon in the West Chamber." Yu Zhiwei raised his eyebrows at He Xiao, "I can't do it in the south and west chambers, so I can only sing in the north and west chambers." ”

As soon as He Xiao heard this, he came to the spirit - the North West Chambers were written by Wang Shifu, and he listened to the book that he carried with him every day when he was studying: "You also read the West Chamber? ”

Yu Zhiwei nodded with a smile, and said in his heart, this is not nonsense, I not only read, but also sing.

He Xiao blinked the kitten's eyes and looked at Yu Zhiwei blankly: "Zitan, do you want to sing another song to me?" ”

This little emperor should have never issued a few holy decrees, and when he talked to people, especially when he talked to people in private, he couldn't hold up the emperor's majesty at all, and even had a little coquettish taste.

"Singing the West Chamber?" Yu Zhiwei stared at He Xiao, and the look on his face gradually turned cold, "Zitan is the county lord of the emperor's own title, and the Sui'an title given by the emperor. What is the emperor doing with me, the drama or the female first? ”

Yuncui never taught Yu Zhiwei how to play and sing, these things were all learned by Yu Zhiwei himself, and he usually used them for fun. It's her own business to be informal, but He Xiao is in front of her, so she must come in a proper manner.

He Xiao didn't know that Yu Zhiwei was pretending to be a big-tailed fox in front of her, and he didn't understand where Yu Zhiwei's anger came from, so he plunged into a circle called "Wanting to Capture and Indulge", and struggled for a long time and couldn't get out: "Zitan ......"

Before he could finish stammering a word, Yu Zhiwei turned his head completely, moved to the side, and ignored him.

The little boy had never paid so much attention to anyone, so he sat tightly beside Yu Zhiwei and looked at her sideways. In winter, I was dressed thickly, and I couldn't see the girl's jade neck, but only a small section of the side face, with pearl flowers on it, and flying gold, which decorated this face like a precious mutton fat jade ornament.

For a long time, I didn't see Yu Zhiwei pay attention to him.

He Xiao was a little annoyed - no matter how much he has no real power, then he is also the emperor! There has never been a girl who can be so petty with him and lose his face. He Xiao wanted to flick his sleeves and leave, but he looked under the tree and was slightly stunned.

It is said that "it is easy to go up the tree and difficult to get off the tree", he just came up or Yu Zhiwei pulled it up, if he jumped down rashly, wouldn't he break his bones?

Just when this dilemma was in place, Yu Zhiwei spoke very appropriately: "I and the emperor were bumped into today's affairs, the emperor is the son of heaven, so naturally no one dares to say anything gossip, and it will be a romantic affair at most." But what about me? What will they say about me? I met with the emperor in such a frightened way, but what did the emperor think of me? ”

He Xiao was stunned when he said this, thought for a while, and suddenly felt that it was indeed his own fault. He Xiao is now like a prey caught by a fox in lamb's skin, and every sentence is led by Yu Zhiwei to logic.

It's because she cares too much about herself, so she is afraid that she will treat her as the person who threw herself at her like before, so she will be angry with this kind of disrespect for "singing songs", and she will be angry with herself, afraid that she will not take her sincerity seriously. He Xiao thought like this, and his heart was a little painful

He tugged on Yu Zhiwei's sleeve and whispered, "It's me who is not good." ”

Yu Zhiwei secretly raised her eyebrows, she heard He Xiao's self-proclaim, and knew that her twisted posture had made her temperament a success, so she deliberately held the shelf and continued to tilt her head to ignore He Xiao.

"I know you mean to me, that's why you're happy to have so many personal friendships with me." The young man chattered with Yu Zhiwei, and every sentence just fell into the trap she had carefully weaved, "It's me who is not good, I was happy for a while, and I didn't care about you." I didn't think of you like that in my heart. ”

He Xiao thought about it, raised three fingers by the way, and swore: "I'll make a spell with you!" I'm ...... "I'm probably going to say something cruel like "five thunders in the sky".

Yu Zhiwei "snorted" in his heart, and the heart gambling curse could not really be cashed out, which was the most useless thing. But it didn't show it on his face, and when he turned around, his brows were still twisted, and he shook He Xiao's three fingers down, becoming a whole fist: "You are the Son of Heaven, what are you doing with nothing to gamble?" If it doesn't sound good to say it later, should I or shouldn't. ”

He Xiao stopped talking, just looked at Yu Zhiwei and smiled, a pair of kitten eyes were clean and clean, as if he couldn't fit anything else, only one Yu Zhiwei.

Yu Zhiwei was shaken by this overly clean and pure look, and subconsciously closed it.

When she closed her eyes, she suddenly felt that something was approaching her, and almost subconsciously wanted to dodge, but gritted her teeth and froze.

Then, she felt a very soft touch on her forehead, and she walked away when she touched it, as light as a butterfly.

Yu Zhiwei almost slapped the person off the tree with a spirit, but in the end, the biggest reaction was just to open his eyes.

The kitten-eyed young man in front of him pressed his sleeve, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and whispered to her: "Zitan, I really take you to heart." ”

This is Xiao Hexiao's first juvenile thoughts, he completely dissected this young man's thoughts, and showed them in front of Yu Zhiwei at a glance.

He didn't know that the girl opposite him who poured out his heart and lungs was actually not as affectionate as she showed herself. When she was young, she had seen too many joys and sorrows, and she had seen too many so-called true feelings in the world that ended up without a problem, and she was not so pure and good for a long time, and even hooking her fingers could make He Xiao fall into it.

She had already promised her heart to an absolutely impossible person, but He Xiao was to some extent the culprit of Yu Zhiwei's life tragedy.

He Xiao's delusional sincerity can only be mixed in the whirlpool of politics for the rest of his life.