You are so beautiful when you are pitted by me [Quick wear]

The wind rustled, brushed the branches, and a few petals fell into the cup, leaving only a touch of light red color due to the steam.

Several young teenagers gathered together, admiring the scenery, only one of them lowered his head slightly, wondering what to think.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, his slightly long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but one couldn't help but guess what he was thinking at this moment.

"Little... Inkstone?"

The soft call that suddenly came to mind seemed to have brought back the young man's sanity, and he was taken aback, his eyes came back to his senses again, and there was a very dazzling light dotted in them.

The brilliance in his eyes returned to silence again in an instant, but none of the people around him were human beings, so how could they not see that this young man no longer looked dazed like before.

In the corner, the only young man sitting in a wheelchair raised his eyes slightly, taking all this into his eyes.

There was a little smile in his eyes, and the small teacup in his hand turned three times in his palm, the clear tea water rippled slightly, and soon calmed down again.

He was holding the teacup, but he focused all his attention on the boy beside him.

Under the warm sun, the young man's hair was blown by the breeze, he bit his lower lip lightly, he no longer had the agile look just now, his eyes dodged, and he lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to look directly at the person who called his name: "Your Highness. "

The astonishment in the eyes of the person known as His Royal Highness flashed away, he smiled kindly and nodded to the young man: "You don't have to be so polite, Xiaoyan, just call me Xiyun."

"Xi...yun." The young man called out softly with a faint blush on his face.

Just at this time, there was a small clicking sound not far away, which attracted everyone to look at it.

The small teacup between the fingers of the young man sitting in the wheelchair suddenly shattered for some reason. The fragments scratched his finger, and a little blood oozes out. He fixed his eyes on his hand, and could not detect any emotional fluctuations on his pale face. No anger and no joy.

"Fourth brother, are you okay?" The people around didn't have the slightest intention to come forward, only the person farthest away hurriedly came over and asked, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the young man's body He looked at it with his hand, but paused again, and suddenly retracted it.

The young man in the wheelchair covered his hands indistinctly, raised his eyes slightly to look at the crowd with different expressions, and shook his head slightly: "It's okay, it's just that it exploded suddenly..."

The young man frowned slightly, and said slowly, "I'm afraid it's an ominous sign."

The expressions of the surrounding people instantly became serious, and the original casualness was put away. They were all thinking. Only the young man turned his head and met the young man's eyes.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Xiao Xiyu watched the young man smile at him with an innocent look, so he also pretended not to see the scrutiny in the other party's eyes, and let him look at him openly, but his eyes were After seeing that familiar shadow, I felt a little more real warmth.

At this moment, a man dressed as a servant beside him was sweating profusely and didn't care to wipe it off. He ran and shouted towards the crowd: "It's not good, it's not good, the palace..., it's flooded."

Almost instantly, everyone looked at Xiao Xiyu at the same time, and quickly withdrew their emotions on their faces, and followed the man towards the place where the water was walking.

Xiao Xiyu raised his eyes to see the disgust he was accustomed to in the eyes of everyone, and slowly pushed the wheelchair to follow behind them.

He raised his head slightly, and a little smoke appeared in the sky not far away, showing that what the man said was true.

When they got closer, thick black smoke rose up, and tongues of scorching flames spewed out continuously from the houses, and the bubbling flames illuminated the faces of the people who came here with a bright red color.

There was a faint weeping sound, even though people came to put out the fire with water basins, everyone knew it in their hearts.

It's too late.

At this hour, even the slightest fire can be detected early, and it is really doubtful that it can burn to this extent.

When Xiao Xiyu slowly pushed the wheelchair and finally approached the burning palace, what she received was the suspicious eyes of the people around her.

He stopped outside the bedroom where the fire was fading away, looking at the flames, with no sadness or joy on his face, even if the servants around him maliciously speculated about him, he seemed to have never heard of it.

"What a cold-blooded person."

"It will also bring bad luck to those around you."

He seemed to realize that he didn't care, and the discussions around him didn't hide it. This malicious emotion spread everywhere, leading more and more people to show their displeasure at the young man in the wheelchair. .

Xiao Xiyu sat quietly in the wheelchair, looking at the fire in front of her with indifference, the silence was terrifying.

During this day, almost everyone present remembered his indifferent appearance and those calm eyes.

Three years later.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, wind and clouds gather.

The Bamboo Forest Pavilion, which was rarely visited by people in the past, has become a famous place at this time.

Not for anything else, just to seek advice from the pavilion master, or to seek a moment of luck.

The Master of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion, who was originally regarded by everyone as a gimmick with metaphysics, gradually proved his name to be true with his strength. Suddenly, this mysterious identity became even more famous and caused a sensation.

However, no one knew that this well-known Pavilion Master was just a disabled person.

The bamboo forest was quiet, and the dazed young man sat on the ground with his head propped up, his face showing confusion.

"Xiaoxi, what's the matter." Xiao Xiyu pushed the wheelchair into the forest and saw the young man in a daze, and interrupted after a while.

"Ah... ah! Mr. Xiao! Hey, ah."

Xiao Xiyu looked at the book boy looking at him blankly with some amusement, and when he suddenly recovered, he bumped into a tall stack of books behind him in a panic.

He pushed the wheelchair closer, and caught a glimpse of the parchment with the handsome handwriting of the little book boy and the scrolled pages spread out on the ground.

"Eldest prince Xiao Xiyun, counselor Sun Yan, second prince Xiao..." Xiao Xiyu read the words above, and the emotion in his eyes flashed.

"Ah."

The dazed little bookboy quickly reacted, pulled the parchment and sat on it. Under Xiao Xiyu's gaze, his face soon turned red, and he remained silent.

Xiao Xiyu didn't care, he thought for a moment, then raised his head and joked: "Xiao Xi still wants to be a counselor?"

The bookboy squeezed the leather paper tightly with both hands, and nodded firmly after a while: "I think!"

He opened his mouth again, but in the end he blushed and didn't say a word.

Xiao Xiyu tapped the armrest beside the wheelchair with her fingertips, her face was as calm as water, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Xiaoxi looked at her husband with a little anxiety, but gradually flinched in her heart following Xiao Xiyu's silence.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Xiao Xiyu suddenly said: "Then I will take you into the palace."

The book boy on the side nodded habitually: "Well, listen to the master. Entering the palace... eh? Entering... entering... entering the palace?!"

Xiaoxi looked at Xiao Xiyu in surprise, as if she didn't expect him to say that, the surprise on his face was followed by joy that he couldn't conceal, the little bookboy blushed, and began to murmur in his mouth, full of excitement .

Xiao Xiyu didn't care about Shutong's surprised exclamation, he looked at the sky above the bamboo forest, his eyes were full of nostalgia and a little expectation, he turned around after a while, and looked at the girl who hadn't completely recovered from the excitement. The little book boy who came back to his senses joked in his eyes: "Xiao Xi still remembers my surname, your husband?"

The bookboy who was called Xiaoxi was taken aback for a moment, and then asked doubtfully, "Isn't your surname Xiao?"

Xiao Xiyu glanced at him with a smile, then pushed the wheelchair out slowly, leaving only the scream of the book boy echoing behind him.

"Ah, so sir is from the royal family."

The bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest raised a little, as if silently bidding farewell to his former master.

At noon, the palace garden.

Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions.

Under this extremely elegant arrangement, it has even attracted countless immigrants to yearn for it.

But for the scenery in front of him, the little book boy seemed a little reluctant.

The word "gongyuan" seemed to make him a little bit more angry.

Even if Xiao Xiyu didn't look at it deliberately, she could still detect this from the undisguised hum of the little book boy.

But soon, Xiaoxi withdrew her complaining attitude.

In this place like Langyuan Yaotai, there are a few fairy-like figures, dressed in brocade clothes, even if you can't see the outline clearly from a distance, you can get a glimpse of their distinctive demeanor.

That's what several young masters Pian Pian are talking about. One of them is dressed in light-colored clothes, standing among the crowd, talking eloquently, causing the voices of the surrounding people to fade away, seeming to be pleased.

That person's face was like a crown of jade, the cloth on his body was absolutely extraordinary, and the bearing and demeanor on his body was definitely not something that ordinary people could possess.

Xiaoxi felt as if a voice sounded in his heart, telling him firmly that it was this person.

Xiao Xiyu looked at the book boy staring blankly in front of him, and also turned his gaze to that person, but he frowned very quickly, with a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

What, it's this person again.

In a trance, those memories that he thought had faded and forgotten came alive again.

The young man with a delicate and pretty face raised his head slightly, the faint blush on his face was like a peach blossom in its bloom, and it was so beautiful.

And inexplicably annoying.

Xiao Xiyu managed to stabilize her emotions, and when she was completely calmed down, she patted the little book boy who was still standing beside him in a daze.

"The one in the middle..."

Hearing that what Xiao Xiyu wanted to mention was the person standing in the center of the crowd, the little book boy's eyes lit up instantly, with undisguised anticipation.

Xiao Xiyu took the interest in his eyes into his eyes, and then continued to speak with some helplessness: "It is His Royal Highness today. Many of the other people here are those you have recorded, those counselors and princes."

"As for how you do it, it's all up to you."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly a figure caught his attention.

The man with black hair and green clothes had a warm and warm smile in his eyes. Even if it was hard to see how sincere or fake the smile on his face was, it was hard to make people feel disgusted.

Seemingly noticing Xiao Xiyu's gaze, the young man followed the trend and looked over.

The four eyes met, just like back then.

The author has something to say: the update gentleman crawled here very slowly