"Haven't found the princess yet?" Song Beibei rode nervously, his tone anxious, "Then have you seen my second brother?" ”

Qingping shook her head: "No, the second son of Song also came to Yueshan?" ”

"yes."

Song Beibei couldn't rest assured, thought about it, and said to Qingping: "Please send someone to send Miss Zhou back to Zhou's mansion, and I will go with you to find the whereabouts of the princess." ”

Zhou Ning immediately looked at Shen Zhao when she heard this, she really hoped that Shen Zhao could say "I'll send you home".

But Shen Zhao still looked at Song Beibei: "I'll look for it with you." ”

Zhou Ning silently looked away, suppressed the uncomfortable feeling, and comforted himself in his heart, he only met for the first time today, he was unwilling to have more contact with himself, and always remembered that there is a difference between men and women, which is also the performance of a righteous gentleman.

On the other hand, this Song Zhuangyuan, who was so rude at a young age, supported her arm all the way, and now in front of so many people, he still supports her the same, and he doesn't care if it will ruin her reputation!

Zhou Ning hurriedly pulled his arm out of Song Beibei's hand, lowered his head in shame. Song Zhuangyuan didn't remember the difference between men and women, and she didn't remember either...... Shen Zhao wouldn't have an opinion of her because of this, would he?

Song Beibei didn't have the heart to think about Zhou Ning's strange reaction at all now, and after handing over the person to Qingping, he hurried to find someone with everyone.

……

In a cave.

Yin Zhuyu's back was cut by sharp stones, and Song Yuan had already stopped the bleeding for her with acupuncture.

But now that her clothes are torn, and they are still wet, and she herself has lost blood and is afraid of cold, it is estimated that she will be sick if this continues.

There's no way to find clean clothes to change into for her now, but at least she'll have to make a fire to ward off the cold.

Song Yuan stood up, walked around the cave, picked up some dead branches from the corner and lit them.

Yin Zhuyu, who was in a coma, shivered coldly, but suddenly felt warmth at this time, and gradually regained some consciousness.

But her head was still a little dizzy, and she lifted her heavy eyelids and looked at the man behind her through the light of the fire and smoke, but all she could see was a blur.

She thought it was Song Beibei, so she weakly called him: "Song Gongzi ......"

Song Yuan looked up at her and said in surprise: "Princess, you are awake." ”

Yin Zhuyu really felt that her head was heavy, her eyelids were raised for a moment and covered again, she coughed lightly twice, and apologized to the person opposite in a low voice: "I'm sorry, it's me who has burdened you, if you didn't want to accompany me to lose weight, you wouldn't be trapped here." ”

"It's okay, anyway, I don't usually have a chance to exercise, and I'm much stronger when I climb the mountain with you."

Yin Zhuyu smiled bitterly: "Song Gongzi doesn't need to comfort me, the other golden branches and jade leaves are all graceful, only I am ugly and fat, and I have dragged you down......"

Song Yuanzhen didn't expect that a princess who grew up pampered would have such inferiority.

He looked at Yin Zhuyu's pale face, and suddenly thought of himself.

In fact, he is also inferior and cowardly in his heart, although he knows that in the eyes of others, he has enviable family members, talents, and learning, and is already a master.

The same goes for Princess Mingzhu, who can't see her strengths.

Song Yuan opened his mouth to comfort her: "Princess, in fact, you look good now, if you don't want to do it, you don't have to lose weight." ”

Yin Zhuyu gasped lightly and spoke with difficulty: "Since the founding of Dayong, the princesses have all been people with beautiful faces and moon appearances, and only I am ...... I don't want to be the laughing stock of the royal family......"

Song Yuan's tone was light: "In fact, no matter how beautiful your appearance is, you will grow old one day." By then, everyone would be about the same. ”

Yin Zhuyu opened her mouth, but she didn't have the strength to respond to this sentence.

Song Yuan waited quietly for a while, as if he had thought of something, and said to himself: "But people are like this, and they will never be satisfied." But in fact, what is the use of us pursuing so much, thousands of mansions, seven feet of sleep at night; Thousands of acres of fertile land, three meals a day. Wealth, power, and appearance are all just passing by the eye. ”

Yin Zhuyu looked at the blurred figure on the other side of the firelight, smiled effortlessly, and said weakly: "You are so young, how can you have such a big feeling?" ”

Song Yuan listened to the sound of rain outside, and it seemed to be louder again.

"This rain won't stop for a while, don't you want to listen to the story?"

Yin Zhuyu nodded her head slightly: "Okay." ”

Song Yuan's thoughts slowly drifted away, returning to his previous life.

"There used to be a little boy who was born into a middle-class family...... It means that the family is good. From the moment he was born, his parents had high hopes for him. Do you know how he spent his childhood? I started learning piano and Go at the age of three, and I went to school at the age of six, and the days of going to school were better, but the days off were really hard. I got up early in the morning for math and science classes, then foreign language classes, and in the afternoon I learned to play the piano and paint. I have to stay up late to do my homework when I go back in the evening......"

Song Yuan saw that Yin Zhuyu seemed to be asleep, so he stopped first.

But Yin Zhuyu's eyes were half open, and she said softly: "Song Gongzi, you can continue to say, although I don't understand a lot of them, but I want to hear them." ”

Song Yuan nodded and continued.

"The little boy had some friends when he was a kid, and when he wanted to hang out with them, his parents would say, 'Do you still want to play?' Did you know that half of the students in this city will pass the high school entrance examination every year, and they don't even have the opportunity to go to high school, so they can only go to technical schools'. ”

"So, he can only study hard, and his personality is becoming more and more introverted, because he doesn't even have time to talk to people all day long, where to be cheerful."

After more than ten years, he lived up to his parents' high expectations and was admitted to a good university. After he left his parents to go to school, he finally had a little freedom. He began to come into contact with extracurricular books that his parents had not allowed him to touch. He reads books very quickly, and he doesn't pick and choose, he reads everything. ”

The life in it is strange and strange, which is something that people like him, who have been trained like a program since childhood, can't feel it. He has devoted most of his time to these books, and although he is only twenty years old, he has already experienced a lot of life and experience in them. ”

"But...... Although his grades did not deteriorate, the teacher still found his parents to complain because he was not social. In a collective environment like a university, the number of paths that used to be good grades is no longer popular. It is a place of transition between school and society, where sociable people are more comfortable than those with good grades. ”

"That place, it keeps saying that it is tolerant and open, but in fact...... They can't tolerate the slightest difference, they can't tolerate those who don't obey orders. ”

"So his parents forced him to socialize, and they blamed him, and they all said, 'You can't do that, you don't socialize, you're going to be out of touch with society.'" ”

"It's not like he hasn't tried to go out and make friends, but it's too uncomfortable for him to force socializing like that. His parents scolded him for being useless and cowardly, and he began to doubt himself and deny himself incessantly. At this time, he began to write books, and he began to make up other people's lives. It's something he really likes, it's a place for him to put his soul. ”

But his parents still didn't understand, and they continued to force him to socialize and expand his network in the future. He still didn't want to, so his parents, in a fit of rage, moved his unfinished manuscripts, all his books, and all his love to the family's storeroom and burned them. ”

"Those things were his treasures, his friends, and he couldn't bear them to be burned, so he rushed into the storeroom desperately...... Then there was an accident, and he was burned along with the books and manuscripts. ”

Song Yuan finished the story and stopped.