The young man's hand shook, and his white fingertips directly crushed the white porcelain bone cup in his hand, spilling a piece of water.

"Chu Rong, I want to be an assistant. If the Seven Princes ascend the throne, I have the right to listen to the government, and I will allow you to take the throne of the king with a different surname. You don't lose money on this deal. ”

"Yunshang, there are some things you need to know, this is not a business. If you want, I only have a good word. ”

With that, the young man's eyes lit up with sadness and joy, and he glanced deeply at the woman opposite, then turned and left.

The young man never looked back, nor did he stagnate, but for a moment he was no longer to be seen.

Bo Yunshang looked at the empty porcelain cup in a daze, recalling Chu Rong's words, did he feel that he had calculated him?

The woman depicts Hua Tian's eyebrows, delicate and picturesque, she droops down the beautiful and narrow peach blossom eyes, and her red lips are slightly pursed.

Her appearance is still as beautiful as a girl's life, but her eyebrows are already cold and hard.

If she had counted him in the past, he should have been angry. It's just that after so many years, she doesn't know how much friendship he has left with her

On the streets of Chang'an at that time, two major families lived next to each other, the Chu family was a general, and the Bo family was also a family of Hanmo poetry.

The two families live close to each other, and the friendship is naturally good, and the doll of the younger generation has been settled early. Coincidentally, when Chu Rong, the youngest son of the Chu family, grew up to be two years old, the Bo family was also happy.

Chu Rong knew since he was a child that he had a little girl who had not passed through the door, and he was also closely protected by others, and refused to let others deceive Bo Yunsheng in the slightest.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve that year.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, there are always fireworks to celebrate. That night, the servants of the Bo family lit a cannon battle in the alley at the back door, Bo Yunshang was bold since he was a child, so he clamored to go to see it, and when he was making trouble, Chu Rong came to the Bo family to pay New Year's greetings, and the father and mother of the Bo family couldn't resist Bo Yunsheng's temperament, so they went with her, just asked Chu Rong to take care of his sister.

The big red firecracker was hung on the bamboo pole, held by the little guy from afar, and there was no big problem, but who knew that the firecracker suddenly exploded and flew towards Xiao Yunshang.

The little girl was dumbfounded by this accident, and she didn't know how to avoid it, saying that it was too late, Chu Rong quickly flashed in front of Taoluo, and protected the little girl with his small body.

Bo Yunsheng didn't feel the pain of the skin opening as he imagined, so he opened his eyes that were closed due to fright, but what appeared in front of him was the young man's concerned face.

Chu Rong's fair and delicate little face was sweaty, I don't know if it was because of the pain, his brows were twisted together, but he still insisted on calling the little girl's name.

"Yunshang, it's okay."

The boy's voice is still soft.

Bo Yunshang was stunned, at this moment, bright fireworks suddenly burst out on the dark night sky, she looked at the picturesque young man under the fireworks, her clear eyes reflected her face, she opened her mouth low, and called: "Little brother"

This is the only time Bo Yunshang calls Chu Rong's brother, and she always calls him Chu Rong crisply.

The little girl who has been pampered and soaked in the honey pot since she was a child is full of arrogance and willfulness between her eyebrows.

Later, the original little girl became a curling girl, and she played the pipa well, playing it on the boudoir every day, and the pipa sound bypassed the low wall and floated into the study, provoking Chu Rong, who was learning words, to look out of the window.

As they get older, men and women have to avoid suspicion, and the contact between the two is gradually decreasing. But Chu Rong always practiced swords in the backyard when Bo Yunshang was playing the pipa. There is no side, just want to be able to look at it from afar, knowing that the other party is well, free of illness and disaster, and the thousand words are only at this glance.