Si Yanque saw Guichu again three years later.

That year, there was turmoil in Huangyue, and the young Rong poured into the throne for the first time and took charge of the court, and Lian Fuyin, who was the same age as him, became the pillar of the first family of Huangyue.

Si Yanque set foot on this familiar land again, and the cabin that he had borrowed for a long time no longer existed, as if the imprint of existence had been deliberately erased.

The second place Si Yanque set foot in was the snow cave, it was early spring, and the snow cave had long since melted and was gone.

For three years, he was crushed to the ground like a slave, without freedom, without soul, only endless torture and destruction.

However, he was doing well.

Dressed in fine clothes, rich and rich, he summons a servant who comes and goes at a moment's notice, he doesn't look like a slave.

He didn't know how to describe himself for the past three years, and it wasn't until he grew up that he barely came up with a word that could be summed up - dead man.

Every day, someone will teach him how to become a deep and scheming, cunning and sinister prince, and someone will teach him how to become a ruthless, ruthless and cruel killer.

His imperial uncle, no, is his father.

His father told him that everything in Tianze should belong to him, and he should use all means to take back what should belong to him.

To be honest, he was a little funny.

He is no longer the real prince of Tianze, he is just the son of a deceased prince, with empty royal blood, why should he rob other people's things.

But he didn't speak, he just obediently obeyed his father, obediently practiced martial arts, and killed people.

Practicing martial arts and killing people, these two things gradually became familiar with him, and when he slashed at someone with a knife, and the warm blood gushed out, he would no longer feel sick and afraid.

He doesn't get too busy, he just feels calm, and no matter what happens, he's calm.

At least until he met Chu Chu again, he was.

"Beginning ......"

Si Yanque looked at the little girl in front of her with a smile, she had grown a lot taller, it seemed that the cold three years ago had not hurt her in the slightest, and it looked the same as before.

But everything seems to be, and the truth is far from what I think.

"Brother Yanque, you're back."

Gui Chu stood up from the swing, this swing was made for her by Si Yanque himself, she likes to swing, he will push her behind and protect her.

"Chuchu grew up."

Si Yanque didn't know what kind of face he had to stand here, and what qualifications he had to talk to her and call her such an affectionate title.

But he couldn't help but get closer, couldn't help but get close to her again, even if it was the last time.

"I've been waiting for you here for two and a half years, the first half of the year I was in bed, and then when I got out of bed, I often came here to sit."

Gui Chu touched the knotted rope on the swing, there was no answer behind him, just the sound of heavier and heavier breathing, Gui Chu was not in a hurry, just kept staring at the rope pimple under his hand.

"I always wonder if Brother Yanque really abandoned me as they said. Or do you-"

Gui Chu finally looked away, the childishness on her face was still gone, but it was far more cold and calm than three years ago, and she was no longer the childish little girl.

"Brother Yanque has worked so hard, laughing with me, taking care of me in every way, and even proposing to marry, all of them are just false words, all coaxing children?"

As soon as Gui Chu's words fell, Si Yanque took two steps forward, and Gui Chu stood in place without moving, not hiding or avoiding his closeness after three years. The latest chapter of "The Treasure Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.