Xuanyuan Po ordered, "What is the difference between what the king knows about tomorrow morning and what he knows tonight?" I was surprised by you and had a good dream. This gift is not counted, but again. ”

"Hey...... You can't be so ...... lord."

"This king said that if it doesn't count, it doesn't count, don't you feel cold?"

"I don't think so." The night is not white, and it is a serious way.

"......" Xuanyuan Po was speechless, and said selfishly: "When did this guy learn to be cheeky, didn't he have more contact with someone in private?" He said badly: "Dare to ask Ye Gongzi if he will be broken when he learns the news of Jing Niangzi's accident?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Wubai recalled that this lady was also devoted to herself, but now she has become a pawn of others, which is really a pity.

"She was really wronged this time." Ye Wubai regretted it and shot back: "But the prince is still worried about himself, the identity of you and Miss Yan is very different, I am afraid that it is impossible to marry her as a concubine." But she looks very good at being vain and wronged, but she is actually a very high-spirited person, and if she wants her to be a concubine, even if she is a concubine, there is little hope. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xuanyuan Po slammed out a palm, and Ye Wubai made a graceful spin in the sky, and a stream of water overflowed from the tea cup in his hand to form a water vapor barrier around his body, like a blessed circle of light. He walked gracefully through the water, but not the slightest stain. Before he landed suddenly, Xuanyuan Po had another palm, Ye Wubai dodged again, and unconsciously withdrew from the door, just as Xuanyuan Po's palm wind rushed the door open. In an instant, the door closed automatically.

With a flick of his fingers, the candle flame went out. A voice came from inside the house: "It's late at night, sleep." ”

Ye Wubai, who had retreated to the door, smiled meaningfully, and this smile seemed to be like watching a fire, and it seemed to be boring. He put down the cup in his hand, turned around and walked through the red plum garden like the wind, and the plum garden suddenly fell with red and white snow.

Under the corridor, a peach blossom umbrella ended like no other.

……

The nineteenth day of the lunar month, the night.

Xiyan didn't feel sleepy tonight, she watched the drops of water on the leaky pot fall drop by drop, and it was time to see it. She looked at the long object in a red cloth bag on the round table in the room, and muttered to herself, "Every year there is today, and every year there is a day." ”

"Yan Yan, this is celebrating my birthday?" A voice came from outside the window.

Xiyan couldn't believe her ears, but her feet jumped out of bed without listening, and she didn't even have time to put on her shoes. She walked to the bed to open the window, but her outstretched hand froze again. A voice in the bottom of my heart said, "No, I must have heard it wrong." ”

"It's not open yet, do you want this king to break through the window?"

This time, Xiyan heard it clearly and truly, not who else was him: "In the middle of the night, what is the so-called matter of the prince?" There are many inconveniences for lonely men and widows, so let's talk about it if you have something. She pretended to be calm, and her heart was already beating loudly. She has a fawn in her heart, and she always comes out and jumps around when she has nothing to do, and every time she is disturbed, this feeling is both expectant and frightening.

The snow outside pressed the branches of the trees to "snap", and the sunset was shocked. It must be extremely cold outside, but if she opens this window, how will she face Xuanyuan Po in the future. I was in a dilemma for a while, and I had no idea, and I was deadlocked.

"This king counts to three, and if you don't open it again, this king will come in and pack you up."

"......" Xiyan scolded secretly: "Bastard." ”

"One, two, three."

There are also such scenes in the play, but the people who can count them must be slow, or drag out the tail note very long. Xuanyuan Po counted as quickly as a march, and seemed to want to find this reason to pack Xiyan away, so frightened that she hurriedly opened the window.