I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

The bright white sun shone into Xiao Qiqi's big eyes, shining like colorful black pearls, hitting his heart and soul. Zhang Lantian seemed to have entered an ethereal realm, and the white and tender little cute baby in front of him looked like a god's perspective. How fascinatingly intelligent.

She playfully arched her big eyes, her expression was lively and full of sunshine, "Every boy has a heroic dream. He wants to use his dream as a horse, wield a sword to the end of the world, order troops on the battlefield, and the winner is king."

Zhang Lantian was convinced, and glanced at Zhang Guoguo, his childish voice full of pursuit, "A boy should have the courage and determination to dare to be the first in the world. I am willing to lead the way, use my sword as a monument, and my blood as a tomb. In the beacon smoke of the desert, the world grows old."

Some of the literati present felt ashamed after hearing his declaration.

Zhang Guoguo's old tears stained his green lapel. Huzi was only seven years old, and being able to utter such profound and heroic words frightened him. The Zhang family has been a scholarly family for generations, and they don't know which ancestor's tomb was damaged. However, Huzi is so martial that he has the spirit to defend his family and the country without fear of death. However, if only three generations of the Zhang family were passed down, he would die in the wind and rain at such a young age, cutting off the incense of the old Zhang family. But what to do.

He looked at Xiao Qiqi anxiously, and the old hands in his big sleeves were trembling and clenched tightly. The people of Dazhao all believed that the eldest princess was the daughter of the gods. Although she was a child, she had an extraordinary mind, and her bright old eyes were filled with tears. After all, the eldest princess's words must have her intentions. Hu Zi admired her very much.

Xiao Qiqi took a few steps away and reached out to help Zhang Lantian up.

He was half a head taller than Xiao Qiqi, and the way he looked down at her with his big clear eyes seemed to be looking up to an elder, full of respect and a hint of obedience.

Shen Nanzhi stared at him without thinking. Zhang Lantian had always been a tyrant in the capital, and he often bullied children and beat dogs. Although he had taught him a lesson last time and would take a detour when he encountered him, but when he blocked him, She doesn't know how to do anything, but she has never lost her disdainful aura. She has always believed that Zhang Lantian's noble head is made of gold and he will never bow his head. After not seeing each other for many days, he has become a lot of people, and he has become well-behaved. If If it weren't for the white dove family emblem tied around his waist, she wouldn't have recognized him.

Xiao Wuji stood quietly on the edge, with a calmness that had gone through all the things in the world. He watched the little dumpling skipping to the rockery beside the pool, folded a young olive branch and handed it to Zhang Lantian.

There was some confusion on Zhang Lantian's face.

In the dark, Qin Su watched Xiao Qiqi carefully through the cracks in the trees. His face was darker than Zhang Lantian, and his heart was empty. Inexplicably, he got angry and grabbed a lot of leaves that were blocking his eyes, kneaded them into pieces, and followed the little fat man. It had been a while, and I had saved her once or twice, had her pants and clothes pulled off, and had given her an epiphyllum lantern. Not to mention being friends between life and death, we had become very familiar with each other. Even Zhang Lantian was familiar with her. After receiving her order and training with all her heart, Xiao Tuanzi never looked at him twice. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. He looked at the dark top of his head. He was just a secret guard and did not deserve other people's attention. He looked out from under his clothes. Take out the Mohele that Xiao Qiqi left in the sea of ​​flowers last time.

His eyes gradually became darker and darker, and he ruthlessly broke them into two pieces and threw them into the pool with a cold expression. Having more children means more blessings. That is a curse, and it will never be possible in this life.

Thinking about it, she raised her dark eyelashes again and saw the sweet smile on Xiao Qiqi's little face. Even if she has the mentality of an adult, she is still a child. How can she be thought to understand the adult world? His white sleeves fell to the pond. In the mud, his eyes were like a boundless black sea. She was so noble and bright. When she grew up, she would despise him. There was a thankful smile on his lips. Only children are good, with clear distinctions between love and hate, and simplicity. childish.

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