Xie Zhao's eyes became more and more red, he snuggled into his arms, raised his tearful little face, and said in a delicate voice: "Xiangye, that winter, everything that happened outside the back door of Xie Mansion was unforgettable in this life. Since Xiangye broke into Zhao'er's heart from that time, then Zhao'er will not let Xiangye out in this life. ”

Gu Qinyuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, and the scene of the year vaguely appeared in his mind.

He couldn't remember very much, he had forgotten what kind of clothes the girl was wearing, he had forgotten the girl's appearance, but he remembered that she had a pair of extremely beautiful and pure eyes.

Those eyes, he thought about for twenty years.

Now those eyes were tearing in front of him.

An indescribable emotion rose in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

So he took out the handkerchief and gently wiped away Xie Zhao's tears.

Xie Zhao hugged his waist, pressed his side face on his chest, and cried so much: "Zhao'er knows that he is a blessed person, and he can't make everyone happy compared to his sister." But Xiangye, Zhao'er loves you! Zhao'er doesn't want to give you to her sister, Xiangye, don't you leave Zhao'er, okay? ”

She cried blood every word, as if her liver and intestines were broken.

Gu Qinyuan's heart was soft, and he thought that she was still pregnant, so he coaxed lightly: "That's it, I won't go to Chuxin Courtyard today, you don't have to cry anymore, you don't have to hurt the child." ”

"Hmm!" Xie Zhao gratefully raised his head and kissed him, "Xiangye still loves me!" ”

Zhaohua Temple is happy.

On the opposite side of the Chuxin Courtyard, the courtyard is cold, and the first snow is gradually accumulating.

The draped cotton curtain in front of the door was swaying slowly by the wind.

The ink on the round table inside has dried, and the room is full of light ink fragrance.

He Lishu pressed a hairpin, and the thin wings of the silver butterfly on the hairpin were trembling slightly.

The two red beans embedded in it are like blood red, and they have a dull luster.

Red beans are lovesick things, but they are often also heartbroken things.

After dark, the Royal Palace.

The ministers gathered in the main hall to drink and have fun, but the imperial garden was lonely.

Hua Simu sat on the stone steps outside the building with his hands on his cheeks, and was in a daze towards the night full of stars.

The little princess of the ray doesn't know what is going on now, do you miss him?

He was thinking when he heard a commotion in front of him.

He looked up and saw several eight or nine-year-old boys surrounding a little girl, laughing at her vigorously.

The little girl was only five or six years old, holding a ragdoll rabbit, wearing a plain embroidered palace skirt, and her face was very sweet and lovely.

It's just that her long hair tied around her waist is as pale as snow, and even her skin is transparent white in the moonlight.

Coupled with the calm and calm between her eyebrows, she looks like a goddess from the top of the snowy mountain!

Hua Simu opened her mouth in surprise, sighing that there were such people in the world who created Zhong Shenxiu, but the atmosphere was ruined by those stubborn little boys.

They gathered around Jun Youji and stuck their tongues out at her desperately, "Slightly, little monster, you are a little monster!" ”

There are also young people who are ignorant, and even picked up stones on the ground to smash Ji Ruxue: "She must be a little ghost who crawled out of hell!" Where does anyone look like this? ”

From the verandah connected by the hug building, many young ladies ran out in groups, and when they saw Jun Youji, they all surrounded them curiously: "Wow, who is she?!" ”

"Her hair is white!"

"She's a little monster!"

"Slightly, little monster!"

Everyone was heckling.

Jun Youji stood quietly in the crowd, her eyebrows calm.

There are all kinds of strange people in the ghost market, but the outside world is a very normal world, and it is probably normal for her to be regarded as a strange person.

She didn't bother to bother with them, and she stepped forward to leave.

Hua Simu, who was sitting on the steps, shook her head again and again, "Nonsense, it's nonsense!" ”

As he spoke, he got up and quickly walked to Jun Youji's side, protected her behind him, and reprimanded the group of children with a straight face: "You guys, you don't have any vision!" How can such a person who created Zhong Shenxiu be appreciated by you ordinary people?! ”

The one who created Zhong Shenxiu?

Jun Youji raised her eyebrows and looked at Hua Simu's back.

Hua Simu is a famous little overlord in the pickaxe capital, and when the group of children saw him come forward in person, where did they dare to make trouble again, they stuck out their tongues at Jun Youji, and ran away quickly.

Seeing that they had all run away, Hua Simu turned to Jun Youji.

He is the most beautiful person, and he treats them with special respect and patience.

Therefore, he made a gesture to Jun Youji, "Is Miss frightened?" ”

Jun Youji felt that he was funny, the corners of his lips quickly curled, and he quickly regained his composure, "I'm fine." ”

Hua Simu got up at this time, looked at her face in the moonlight, and asked seriously: "I have never seen such a good-looking girl as you, what is your name?" ”

Jun Youji sat down at the stone table, poured a cup of tea, dipped his thin fingers in the tea, and wrote on the table: "Jun Youji." My father's surname is Jun, and my mother's surname is Ji, so my name is Jun Youji. ”

Hua Simu hurriedly stepped forward, took out the handkerchief from her sleeve pocket, carefully wiped her fingers, and said seriously: "My name is Hua Simu, because my father's surname is Hua, and my mother's name has the word 'Mu'. ”

He glanced at Jun Youji curiously, "There are not many people surnamed Jun in the capital city, I don't know which prince's small lord you are?" ”

Jun Youji felt that this person was really interesting to speak, although she wanted to laugh, but she just pursed her lips slightly, trying to stretch her cold little face, "My father said that there are many bad people outside, and I am not allowed to tell people casually where I am from." ”

"Reasonable, reasonable!" Hua Simu was full of approval, "A beautiful woman like a girl should indeed be careful when walking in the world, so as not to be remembered." ”

He is only ten years old, but he talks like a flower, one by one.

Jun Youji glanced at the night, got up and said, "I should go back." ”

Hua Simu hurriedly chased a few steps, "Miss Youji, where do you live, how can I play with you in the future?" ”

Jun Youji stood in the cold moonlight and looked back at him: "If there is fate, we will see each other." ”

Hua Simu saw her leave, stood in place, and sighed like a fool, "There is such a strange girl in the world......"

At this time, in the Cining Palace, a royal night banquet was being held.

The male and female dependents are separated, so in the inner hall, there are only Gu Xian, Ji Ruxue, Shen Miaoyan, Xu Sijiao, Wang Jiayue, Gu Xiangxiang and others.

Ji Ruxue and Shen Miaoyan sat together, because of their snow-white long hair and ice-like skin, they attracted frequent glances from the surrounding palace ladies.

She was dressed appropriately and generously today, her hands were stirred on her skirt, and she was a little nervous: "Miaomiao, what kind of person is my mother-in-law?" Will she not like me? ”