"You are very different today," Princess Qianqian looked at him and said strangely.

Naturally it is very different, he was wearing a black shirt before, covering his head and covering his face, this time he is wearing a wide shirt and white robe, wearing an elegant water capshalt on the moire belt, stepping on a pair of purple and gold dark veined cloud head boots, and the hair is tied with a jade leaf distant mountain crown, the whole person looks elegant and far-reaching, scorching jade, attracting nearby men, women and children can not move, everyone likes to see beautiful things, regardless of men and women, regardless of old and young, it will not be long before the two of them will be surrounded by a little bit.

The firmament's clear eyes smiled, he seemed to like the princess to look at him like this, but Princess Qianqian was in no mood at the moment, she knew very well that there would be no unparalleled Lang Jun in the world who liked her, and a person who was determined to die, how could he compare how pleasant Lang Jun was in front of him.

She withdrew her gaze from Lang Jun, looked around blankly, gave him a big salute, leaned over and said: Please accept the Qianqian and protect my father for me.

After that, he took advantage of the chaos of the crowd and left, but when he ran, he hit a woman.

Princess Qianqian wanted to ignore it, and saw that the woman was old and weak, and she couldn't bear it, so she stretched out her hand to help her up, but she smelled the burnt smell of baked potatoes on her body, which seemed to be familiar, and then looked at her face, ah...... Princess Qianqian almost exclaimed, isn't this the old woman who sold potatoes in the previous month, she is not dead, she is not dead......

The old woman also recognized Qianqian, and showed a knowing smile: Little lady, please come with me.

Princess Qianqian followed behind the old woman, turned left and right, turned into a long alley full of Ruixiang, the fragrance of its flowers is the longest, Princess Qianqian stepped on the fragrance of flowers, all the way forward, it is obviously a very poor alley, but because of the Ruixiang flowers in this alley turned into a golden blessing road, the old woman also became a graceful flower goddess Niangniang, the two passed through the green curtain heavy curtain, the hem of the clothes brushed with the fine stamen of Ruixiang, like a flow of crisp around the warmth, I don't know whether this Ruixiang charmed the princess Qianqian, or the princess Qianqian charmed Ruixiang, people and flowers are in a dream.

"The boy in the back is a friend of the little lady?" Princess Qianqian's dream was interrupted by the old woman's voice, and she came back to her senses to find that she was still in the alley, but the fragrance of her nose was still undiminished, and the old woman was referring to the son...... She looked back, and her heart suddenly panicked.

But seeing this white-robed boy, surrounded by Ruixiang, walking slowly, obviously a dilapidated alley, but he walked out of the dignity and solitude of Penglai Palace, he didn't say a word, the elegance of Xinde, but suddenly rose, as if he was the princess in this Ruixiang flower at this moment......

Princess Qianqian was still flustered, but the white-robed boy was already approaching.

"What is the princess going to do, please let me accompany you."

Princess Qianqian's eyes trembled, and she withdrew the surprised Moyu pupils back into the eye frame, although her face was still red, her demeanor had returned to normal.

She didn't answer, but turned around and walked on, as if acquiescing to the old woman's words.

The old woman took Princess Qianqian out of the alley, and came to the foot of a green peak, two thatched huts stood upright against the mountain, in front of the house and behind the house, planted with flowers and thatched bamboo, the old woman invited the two to sit on a few low chairs in front of the house, and moved out of the house a sinking small bamboo table, did not make tea, but used the blue porcelain bowl with the missing corner to bring out two baked potatoes, the baked potatoes have been cold, with a burst of sweetness.

Princess Qianqian shook her head: Thank you, I'm not hungry.

"It hurts to pull out stupid tendons, and it's been a long time...... I can't guarantee a success, if not, this baked potato will be your last meal before your death. ”