The sky was low, and the clouds were flakes.

The golden sunlight is hidden behind the layers of dark clouds, gilding the horizon with a thin layer of golden yellow.

A warm breeze blows, and hidden bamboo leaves fall.

The slender white palm spread out, catching a falling bamboo leaf, and there was a smile on his red lips, so calm and calm, as if nothing in the world could affect him.

"What's the matter with Hongu?" Mu Chujin looked at the elegant man in front of him and said lightly. The silver mask glowed dimly in the dim bamboo forest.

The man did not answer, but unhurriedly took the bamboo leaves that fell in his palm to his lips and played them gently.

The crisp and melodious music seemed to have some kind of magic, floating leisurely in the entire bamboo forest, and gradually drifted into Mu Chujian's ears, and the rhinestone-like eyes gradually narrowed, as if they were also intoxicated.

The quiet bamboo forest, the pleasant whistle, the man sat elegantly on the bluestone, one knee supported by the elbow, the ink-colored hair was blown and fluttered by the summer breeze, and the slender and splendid hairband was wrapped around the hair, like fine water.

Mu Chujian's eyes looked at the misty lake in the distance, his thoughts were withdrawn, and he remembered many days ago. At that time, he was an orphan, entered the orphanage at the age of five, and was adopted home at the age of seven, and it was at that time that he met Liu Chengfeng for the first time, the man who brought her laughter and pain, and the only heir of the Liu Group. He is so excellent and dazzling, it seems that no matter how hard he tries, he can't catch up with his footsteps, so he can only look humbly and look up. Thinking about it, the rhinestone-like eyes rippled faintly, like a pool of autumn water, wrinkled by the wind of dawn.

Feng Rongxue put away the bamboo leaves, her black pool-like eyes tightly locked on the pretty figure, and suddenly asked sharply: "You are not a princess!" The tone was cold.

Mu Chujin was startled, wiped his tears, and regained his calmness, "Feng Rongxue, you are so bold!" Dare to question this palace! ”

The elegant man smiled faintly, still so light and light, but the deep pool-like eyes were indeed terrifyingly cold. "Say! Who are you! Who sent you? Feng Rongxue grabbed Mu Chujian's collar and scolded loudly.

"You let go of me! I'm a princess, a princess! The apricot eyes widened, as if they were about to erupt into fire.

Feng Rongxue felt the woman's struggle, grabbed the collar in her hand tightly, and the bamboo leaves in her sleeves suddenly fell out, fell into the stream, and swirled into the distance......

"Don't lie to me, no matter how you disguise it, you can't escape my Feng Rongxue's eyes, you are not a princess, the princess will never shed tears when she hears me blow bamboo leaves, and besides, there are five newly carved knife marks on the wooden edge of the gong bed, and you ......" Feng Rongxue stared at the woman in front of her who forgot to struggle and looked panicked, "And you woke up that night and stayed in the princess's mansion for five days......"