"Wood, did you find it? Princess Jing seemed to be very happy to hear my father's news, every time I talked about my father's troubles, she listened very carefully, and there was a very wonderful expression on her face, as if she was very yearning, and seemed to be a little sad, and seemed to regret a little. Tsk, I think the old man in my family must have a leg with someone else. Oh no, there was a friendship, and it was not a shallow friendship. Wood, this palace, we still have to go again. Why don't we visit the Jingwang Mansion at night, what do you think? "Ethereal is chattering as he walks.

The red clothes still had that cool expression, and they said "um" from beginning to end. Anyway, whatever Ethereal says, he'll listen.

"Hmph, boring. I won't say two more words. I haven't met the eight masters of the Jingwang Mansion yet, so I'll find a chance to meet them and see if they're as powerful as the rumors. After finishing speaking, he waved the fan in his hand in a chic manner, and then turned to Hongyi and said, "Let's go, let's eat!" After speaking, he took the lead in walking into a restaurant and found a place to sit down.

Besides, Princess Jing, after seeing the ethereal, has been locking herself in her room and not seeing anyone. Even King Jing was not allowed to enter, and said that he was unwell, and all the itineraries of the day were rescheduled.

King Jing didn't say anything, but when he left, his face was full of dark clouds, and there was a faint terror of thunder and lightning. On that day, Prince Jing also stayed in his room and never went out, but only summoned the eight masters in the palace to discuss matters, and the others were gone.

Princess Jing sat quietly on the chair, holding a fan in her hand, the fan is a little old, the pen and ink on it have faded a little, the paper on the fan may be often touched by the owner, there has been fine wear, but looking at the color of this fan is estimated to be one or two decades old, preserved like this, it seems that the owner is also very careful to keep it.

She gently opened the fan, and there was a picture of a lotus flower drawn on it, and a seal was stamped on it, vaguely indicating that it should be a painting by a man named Kuru. Her hand rested lightly on the seal, carefully stroking the handwriting on it. This was the only thing he still had with her, and this thing she had secretly picked up, and perhaps he had never realized that he had ever been missing a fan like this.

That man is so gorgeous, so versatile, and so heroic, as if all the words used in the world for men are embodied in him. She still remembers it vividly, and she still deeply imprints the picture of the white-clothed Shengxue in her mind, a man riding a sword and walking on a song, that picture is so beautiful, she will spend a lifetime to reminisce.

At the age of eighteen, Lin Sisi was young and beautiful, and she had just ascended to the title of the first beauty in Huacheng, and her life was smooth sailing, and there was never anything that annoyed her. She is the youngest in the family, her father and mother have been accustomed to her since she was a child, her brother has loved her since she was a child, and the family regards her as a pearl in the palm of her hand. She also has an identity as the future Princess Jing, who was married by the saint himself, and she can't escape the fate of this life.

Lin Sisi has one of the best hair children, the two grew up together, they talked about everything, and they were almost inseparable when they went out, this person was Huo Xijun, the first talented woman in Huacheng that year. Huo Xijun was born in a scholarly family, and at the age of eighteen, she ascended to the throne of the first talented woman in Huacheng with her talent, but the good times did not last long, and she disappeared from people's sight when she was twenty years old, and she did not know life and death.

That year, Lin Sisi has never forgotten for a moment in the past 20 years, that year, her heart no longer belongs to her, and since then her heart can no longer hold any people, it was in that year that both of them left, leaving her alone in Huacheng, and both of them disappeared without a trace.

I still remember that day, Huo Xijun came to her mysteriously, still holding a big burden in his hand, after opening the maidservant, Xijun opened the bag, took out two sets of men's clothes, one white and one blue, and then said to her with a smile: "Sisi, let's go out to play something else, every time we go out, there are a lot of people behind our buttocks, and it doesn't mean anything at all." This time, just the two of us went out, and we had to dress up in disguise, how about we sneak out quietly? ”

Lin Sisi has always had no opinions, she has listened to Huo Xijun's words very much since she was a child, in her eyes, Xijun is versatile, cheerful and generous, with a kind of heroism in the rivers and lakes, since she was a child, she has protected her weak, so in her heart, Xijun is one of her idols, a unique idol. At that time, she didn't expect that this day would change the fate of the two girls and change their lives.