She used to talk a lot of people at that time, but she met someone who talked less than her, and when she was bored, she could only find a topic by herself.

Turning his gaze to him, he looked for a topic with a shy face, and asked him, "Why do you like to wear black so much?" ”

I have seen her several times, and he is always dressed in black.

He was born so good-looking, and his black clothes made him gloomy, and if he had a few more colors on his body, he would definitely have his eyebrows flying and his eyes moving.

The young man's eyes fell fixedly on the spread book, he didn't look at her, but he didn't ignore her, the young man said coldly: "The cold palace is dusty, easy to dirty clothes, even if the black clothes are dirty, others can't see it, and it doesn't lose etiquette." ”

His complexion was as plain as usual, and when he said this, there was no sadness at all.

Yun Geci choked up in his heart, and it was difficult to tell what it was like.

In this palace, every prince and princess has their own splendid palace, spacious and clean, with clothes and food to open their mouths.

Only Xiao Lisheng was hidden in the deep palace, and no one cared.

She felt strange that such an indifferent person could not understand that the gun shot the first bird, but it was about to steal the limelight from the prince.

to bring such a calamity.

The girl was simple-minded, and without thinking too much, she asked: "I don't really understand, why do you want to fight with the prince for that false name?" ”

Could he be so ignorant that he thinks that if he is excellent, the emperor will be able to look at him?

Thus changing fate?

But this little excellence can't get into the emperor's eyes at all.

The crown prince is incompetent, the three princes and the four princes are not very brilliant, he is still spoiled, it can be seen that what he sees in the end is not talent.

A person's dislike for a person comes from emotional changes.

Xiao Lisheng can't change his fate.

The oil lamp is dim, reflecting the human face more deeply and intimately.

The young man lowered his eyebrows, and his voice was cold: "My brother, in Nanzhao." ”

Yun Ge's words were awe-inspiring, and the young man said vaguely, but she heard the semantics in the words, the fifth prince went away to Nanzhao as a hostage, he just wanted to get ahead, win the power of one party, and protect his younger brother home.

At this time, a cold boy should have a pure conscience.

"Since you know that the five princes are in Nanzhao, you should be diligent and diligent, and wait for the opportunity."

The wind was a little strong, blowing her hair, rippling on her cheeks, a little itchy, and in her voice, she sighed with Qingling: "Now you are fledgling, and you will only ask for hardship." ”

A gentleman should be like this, and he has endured ten years of forbearance before he can win the world.

The young man's face was stunned, and he slowly raised his head to look at her, since she arrived, his gaze has been cold, but now he looks, he is a little more relaxed.

The polished young man's lips raised slightly: "Why do you want to help me?" ”

This question is really worth her consideration, if you want to say that she is kind, it is okay, but her kindness made her aunt reprimand her.

Come to think of it, she doesn't think it's not worth it.

The spring breeze blew a pool of lake water, brushing the girl's eyebrows, her eyes were bright and clear, her beautiful eyes were bent, and she smiled proudly: "Perhaps, I am too kind." ”

It was just a joke, but the boy frowned slightly.

He lowered his head again, his eyebrows were wrapped in frost, and he said coldly: "In this palace, kindness is a sin. ”

The words suddenly became sharp, and in the ears of Yun Geci, it was not very harsh, but it gave birth to a comfortable feeling of good medicine.

This is true.

Her aunt often taught her to be brave and tenacious, but she never taught her to be kind, she just let her become strong, protect her family and herself, and would not let her have mercy.

Kindness is sin.

"What should I do?"

The girl sighed thinly, her eyes bent like the moon, and she stared at him quietly.

Kindness is a sin, but if she doesn't save him, he will be sent to the imperial tomb, and in a few years, he should die in that place.

Now, he knows better than she that kindness shouldn't be.

The spring breeze blew the lights trembling, the young man's slender white fingertips pinched the pages, his thin lips pursed tightly, his eyes fixed on the void, and he did not speak.

How many emotions were hidden in the young man's heart, and the cloud song at that time could not be understood.

He hid in the dim and cold time, as she said, forbearance and silence, and grew into a blockable hero, famous all over the world.

Later, he reigned over the world, and his gains and losses were incalculable.

He would often think of this night, when the breeze and moon crossed the treetops, and the girl in the green shirt was lying in front of his window, her hands screaming on the window frame, and her chin resting on her arms.

A palm-sized little face was smiling, her eyes were bright and shining, she taught him to be forbearant as a little adult, and at that moment, there was an extra ray of light in his heart.

After many years, he went to find the light and warmth in his heart, but there was no trace.

Walking on this road of killing and fighting for imperial power, he lost too much, and in the end, what he got was not equal to those who did!

He himself has no answer, and no one can answer him.

After that night, she often went to find Xiao Lisheng in the night when no one was around, and when the bright moon was empty, she quietly climbed up to his window, met the young man's faint eyes, and waved her hand at him with a smile: "Hi ......"

At first, the boy didn't like to talk to him.

After a long time, maybe even the teenager also felt that he was too boring alone in the huge Tibetan Crow Palace, and with her by his side, he could also talk about loneliness.

When she went for the fifth time, Xiao Lisheng allowed her to enter the door.

The oil lamp is dim, and the faint light hits the shabby curtain, rippling with vague textures, and the streamer turns, like the moon reflecting the surface of the lake.

She sat quietly most of the time, reading and writing with him, and when he practiced swords in the courtyard, she would sit on the steps with her chin propped up, watching the young man dancing under the moon.

The sound is like a charm, and the shadow is clear.

Over the years, the boy has grown into a handsome son of Zhilan Yushu, crisp and bamboo-like, vigorous life, and silence in the Tibetan Crow Palace.

Xiao Lisheng would occasionally talk to her about the fifth prince Xiao Jingse, and when he talked about it, he was silent for a long time, deeply stunned.

He really listened to her words, endured hard, and never did anything that the Pope Emperor was angry again.

The emperor also seems to have forgotten this son early, and in the two years that she has been with him, the emperor has not summoned Xiao Lisheng once.

At the age of twelve, she was sent to the Regent's palace by her aunt.

Later, the world immediately surged, she and Xiao Lisheng, walked out of the Tibetan Crow Palace, and became the target of everyone, he used the forbearance she taught him to seek the world.

He used his cruelty to really teach her what it means to be good and sinful.

Years later, she would occasionally think of the quiet nights in those years, in front of the oil lamp, the pure appearance of the young man, he would read it in a low voice, and when he talked about his mother, he would burst into tears.

I don't know when he grew into a dark devil and his heart became stone.

Come to think of it, it's all about making people.

When she first came, she and he were both clean, and they had been rolling in the rolling red dust for many years, stained with dust, and provoked love and hate.

Some people become Buddhas, and some people become demons.

It's just a thought.