The little girl was very happy, lowered her head and pinched the pastry in her hand, and said in a cheerful tone: "My name is Zhanxing, Hua Zhanxing, brother, you."

When there was no response, the little girl looked up and found that there was no one around, and the boy was nowhere to be seen.

Her heart turned left and right in frustration, and she had an unexpected gain.

There was a lost jade pendant on the ground, which seemed to be the ornament on the waist of the boy just now.

The little girl picked up the jade pendant thoughtfully.

Zhanxing held his face in his hands as if he had settled down, and he still had a mysterious smile on his face.

Hua Luo stretched out her hand and shook it, but Zhanxing remained motionless.

Hell, Hua Luo looked at Zhaoyue in surprise.

Zhao Yue shook Zhan Xing's arm: "Sister, shouldn't you be talking about the time when I was punished for working under the plum rain because I broke the glass vase, and as a result, the high fever did not go away and I almost died."

She remembered that she was really about to die of illness at that time, with a high fever and a hot body, and her consciousness was also confused, and she kept muttering about wanting to eat osmanthus cake.

Later, she heard that her sister had been arrested for stealing osmanthus cakes, but she didn't know what Zhanxing was talking about now.

Only then did Zhan Xing come back to his senses: "Yes, that time."

"Zhaoyue, Ah Luo, do you think I can see him again in my life, if I can see him, I ......."

Zhan Xing stopped talking, his face flushed like an apple.

Hua Luo pursed her lips and analyzed, "You met him in the palace, and there were many servants around you when you met him, so his identity must be either rich or noble, and he may be a noble son."

"However, you don't know his name, and after so many years, I guess I have almost forgotten his appearance, and it was still the appearance of a child, the female college has changed eighteen times, and the male college has also changed eighteen times, and now trying to find him is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"Even if you see him face to face, you may not recognize him, by the way, didn't you pick up that jade pendant, you must have collected it, take it out and take a look."

Hua Luo thought to herself that Zhanxing could keep a piece of osmanthus cake that had rotted like this for so long, and Yu Pei must have kept it too.

"Yes, I did."

Zhanxing opened the compartment, and there was indeed a small jade pendant underneath.

Hua Luo picked up the jade pendant, which was extremely well preserved, and even the rope did not fade: "This jade pendant is in good condition, it should indeed be a noble son as I guessed, but this jade pendant style is too popular, and there are no special marks on it."

"Zhan Xing, why didn't you say earlier that your ideal type is the owner of this jade pendant, if you said it earlier, maybe the probability of finding it is higher."

Zhan Xing thought for a moment, "Although this incident has been in my memory for a long time, and I have always been grateful to that little brother, I have gradually forgotten about it later, and even this box has been put on a corner of my room by me, and I only saw it recently when I cleaned up my room, and suddenly the floodgates of memory were opened."

"I thought, if I had the chance to see him again in my life, I would tell him in person, I ...... I want to marry him."

"Wow~"

Zhaoyue exclaimed: "I have the smell of a painting book, sister, why didn't you tell me that there was such a thing before, it's so romantic."

Hua Luo questioned Zhanxing's idea, "Are you sure that if you really find him, you will marry him at all costs?"

Zhan Xing's face was firm: "I'm sure and sure."

"Okay, then you can answer my first few questions first."

Hua Luo stretched out a white and tender finger: "First question, imagine if the little brother who helped you back then suddenly appeared in front of you from the sky, but when he grew up, he was short and fat, and he was young and fat, can you still say the word marry?"

"That can't be." Zhan Xing didn't hesitate, "Although I don't remember his appearance clearly, my impression is still very good overall, even if he is disabled, he will not grow as stumbling as you said."

"However, even if you are really disabled, then I will admit it, although people are not good-looking, but their hearts are beautiful~"

"Okay." Hua Luo stretched out two more fingers, "The second question, even if he doesn't grow into a fat and round body, but is very handsome, what if he has a wife now?"

"It's entirely possible that my guess is that, according to your description, he's the same age as you, and most of the boys your age are engaged to marry, not to mention marrying a wife."

"Well......... " Zhanxing frowned slightly, obviously this was indeed a problem.

However, she only thought for a moment, and replied very simply: "Then I also admit it, as long as I follow him, I am willing to be a maid and a concubine, unless he really hates me and doesn't want me to stay by his side."

Despite Zhan Xing's crisp answer, Hua Luo still felt that it was inappropriate: "You better think about it again, you said that you had forgotten about it, or that it had faded to a corner of your memory, and you would not easily remember it."

"All of a sudden, I suddenly stopped and saw the box, and I wanted to find the owner of the jade pendant and have a good relationship with him, this is too, have you ever thought that this matter is nothing more than that."

"He helped you at the beginning, maybe it was also a gesture, and he didn't take it to heart, maybe people have forgotten it now, and you are actually not so impressed, but the temporary intention is too deeply affected by the poison of the painting book, and it is likely to evolve into a one-man show in the future, and I am moved......

"Oops, Arlo." Zhan Xing interrupted Hua Luo's chatter, "You don't understand, love is the product of impulse, it is emotional, don't be able to define it with your rational thinking, if everyone lives as rational as you, how can there be those beautiful love in the painting book."

"Anyway, what you said is not a problem, besides, I was young when he helped me, and I didn't know what love entrusted for life, but when I think about it now, I still feel warm in my heart, I feel that I want to find him, no matter what he looks like I want to follow him, he ...... Must be a very nice person."

"Okay." Hua Luo was a little helpless, Zhan Xing said so, and she couldn't say anything more, "Then how are you going to find it, just this very popular jade pendant and moldy cake?"

Zhan Xing fiddled with a string of tassels hanging down from the jade pendant: "You don't need to move the people, let's just follow fate, didn't I say that if God blesses me to see him in my lifetime, I will express my heart to him." But if I don't have this fate with him, I won't be able to meet him in this life, or I can't recognize him when I see him, even if I'm unlucky, then I'll ......."

"You won't marry for the rest of your life, see through the red dust?"

Hua Luo took Zhanxing's words.

"I don't know." Zhan Xing shook his head, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with seeing through the red dust, I'll always follow Ah Luo when the time comes, let's be good friends for life, you won't treat me badly, right?"

Hua Luo was silent, but she still felt that it was not necessary.

Inn

Yan Wuyi saw Yan Wujian sitting motionless in front of the window like a statue, without even blinking his eyes, and sitting for half an hour.

Yan Wuyi went over and stabbed Yan Wuji's arm: "Brother, you have been here motionless for half an hour, you don't read books, you don't practice calligraphy, and you don't tinker with your puppet, what are you doing."

"It seems that you have been like this since you came back from a date, what happened, and Miss Prince didn't tell me."

Yan Wujian sighed faintly, his expression seemed to be a little annoyed: "Wuyi, I lost my temper in front of His Highness."

"Huh? No, you." Yan Wuyi was a little surprised, how could his brother lose his temper in front of the prince's little sister, "Then what did you all talk about?"

"I .........," Yan Wujian couldn't say.

Yan Wuyi stared at Yan Wuqian seriously, but Yan Wuqian couldn't say a word for a long time, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Brother, if there's anything you can't say, you can't talk about it, maybe I can help you with advice if you say it."

"Just you?"

Yan Wujian tilted his head to look at Yan Wuyi: "

Alright, it's getting late, go to bed."

Yan Wujian stood up and walked in the direction of the bed.

Yan Wuyi pursed his lips and had to go to sleep as well.

Taking off his robe, going to bed, and turning off the lights, Yan Wujian turned sideways to the wall, his eyes wide open in the dark, and he couldn't sleep.

Suddenly, there was a sound behind him.

When Yan Wujian wanted to turn over and check, Yan Wuyi was already lying on Yan Wuji's side.

Yan Wuyi's arm and Yan Wuyi's back were posted: "Brother, my bed is a little hard and uncomfortable to sleep on, not as soft as your bed, I'll squeeze it with you."

"I thought you were asleep, but why, you haven't slept yet, and you're still thinking about the day?"

Yan Wuqian didn't speak, and Yan Wuyi continued to persuade: "Brother, if you can't tell me something, maybe you can solve the problem by talking about it, but you have to hold it in your heart, and you are not afraid to hold yourself out of your illness."

"You little brat, you don't understand."

Yan Wuji's voice was a little low in the darkness.

"Cut!" Yan Wuyi was very unconvinced, "I'm not a little brat, I'm just a year younger than you, and I'm not necessarily more mature than you in some aspects."

"For example, dealing with girls, I have dealt with at least a few girls, how can it be like you, brother, a blank piece of paper, and even lost his temper in front of the prince's sister."

"Alright, don't mention it."

Yan Wuqian thought to himself, since it had happened, if Hua Luo didn't blame her, she would forget about it.

There was silence again.

Yan Wuyi glanced at Yan Wuji, who was facing away from him, and shouted tentatively, "Brother."

"Huh?" Yan Wujian closed his eyes and hummed a fluttering syllable in response with a tail note.

Yan Wuyi hesitated for a moment and asked a question about whether the thunder dead man would not pay for his life: "You say, what does it feel like for a woman to hold it?"

Hearing this question, Yan Wujian opened his eyes.

Then, Yan Wuyi put a hand on Yan Wuyi's shoulder, and said in a fascinating tone: "Won't it be particularly fragrant and .........soft?"

Yan Wuyi's shoulders twisted vigorously, and let go of Yan Wuyi's hand: "Then you find a woman to experience, don't hug me, I'm not a woman."

Yan Wuyi was a little unconvinced: "Then don't you have a fiancée, speaking of which, you and Miss Prince have met a few times, brother, you haven't even touched the fingers of Miss Prince, tell me how slow your progress is."

"If it were me, I would have held a little hand, drank a little wine, and walked around Kyoto."

Yan Wujian said mercilessly, "You are a second-rate person, can Your Highness blaspheme at will?"

Yan Wuyi disagreed: "What, brother, you are just too dull, even if the prince's sister is the prince, she is also your fiancée, why can't you touch it."

"Generally, the fiancés who have made a marriage contract have met so much, at least they can touch their fingers, your progress is really slow."