dragon pen

"..."

Zhu Jiuyin raised his jaw slightly, glanced at Zhang Ziyao who was in a drowsy sleep, and looked away when he saw that he was sleeping soundly and without any intention of being woken up—the next moment, the atmosphere in the room became strange for no reason. The eating beast seemed to have sensed it, and raised its head vigilantly, so it caught off guard and looked into a pair of eyes as calm as water: at this moment, the red pupils of the white-haired man sitting on the treetop turned into The cinnabar-coloured, usually carefree face in front of the young man now took on another look. The man's eyes were gloomy, and he stared straight at the villain sitting in the wooden box eating mung bean cake...

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Even the sound of Zhang Ziyao's sound asleep became particularly abrupt.

"--Hey."

Fei, who was opening his mouth to take a second bite of the mung bean cake, paused. He turned his head and stared at Zhu Jiuyin expressionlessly—everyone said that the beast was a god of disaster, and everyone avoided it, no matter whether it was heaven or earth, Both mortals and even gods avoid mentioning his name directly... There is even a legend that if you look into the eyes of a beast with golden pupils, it will bring disaster.

Everything in the world respects and fears fame.

As a matter of fact, there are always a few rebellious people out of the list——

"You know what it means to come first, don't you?" Zhu Jiuyin looked at the beast without any scruples. He looked at him as if he was looking at some ordinary cat or dog. His voice was low and there was even a hint of banter, " It is said that Zhu Jiuyin has a bad temper, but what I hate the most in my life is that there are always people who try to steal things from me."

Fei: "..."

It's more accurate to say it's a joke than a warning... Fei put down the mung bean cake in his hand with some surprise: He hadn't heard anyone talk to him so arrogantly for a long, long time.

Zhu Jiuyin: "Do what you want."

Throwing down these four words, Zhu Jiuyin closed her eyes and leaned against the pine tree to recuperate... The child sitting in the box was left behind, staring at the person in the painting with that golden eye for a while, He seemed to be pondering the meaning of his words for a long time, but there was still a trace of confusion in his eyes, he simply lowered his head, and took another "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" bite off a big mouthful of mung bean cake——

The cheeks bulged and chewed quickly.

Chewing and chewing, there was a sudden pause, he raised his hand, wiped the mung bean cake crumbs on his lips with his sleeve, and thought dullly: ... the dragon just told him, what is he going to grab from him? With?

Flying beasts can't figure it out.

In the end, he decided to give up thinking about Zhu Jiuyin's words, quickly finished the food in his hands, filled his hungry stomach, covered his mouth and yawned contentedly, stretched his neck and looked at the sky outside. It took a long time, and he simply curled up against the edge of the wooden box and fell asleep—a quarter of an hour later, when the sweet breath of the child curled up in the box was nearly even, the faint white light enveloped him again, and after a while, the child again It turned into a one-eyed bull-headed cub and fell asleep peacefully.

The room once again fell into the previous tranquility, but the rainstorm outside the house never stopped.

The dragon in the picture scroll and the cow in the wooden box live together peacefully and are silent with each other, as if the brief conversation before had never existed.

……

The next day, Zhang Ziyao was awakened by his own sneeze. When he got up from the bed, he opened his eyes in a daze and saw his shoes floated from the front to the bottom of the bed.

"Wow!" Zhang Ziyao rubbed his eyes, got off the ground, and looked at the stagnant water that submerged his ankles and said in shock, "Did the rain stop yesterday?"

"——I haven't stopped, you little idiot, you don't know if you fell asleep after taking the medicine, and you still care about whether it's raining outside?"

A mocking voice came from the direction of the picture scroll on the wall, Zhang Ziyao didn't lift his head, but muttered "I hope the lord can rest assured that I reminded him to prevent floods yesterday" while rolling up his trousers and wading in the water, his expression was eager He leaned over to the table in the room, stretched his neck and looked into the wooden box safely placed on the table—when he saw the little beast crouching safely in the box, he first sighed happily without knowing regret, and then "Hmm", it seems that something is wrong...

Zhang Ziyao carefully picked up the box and shook it, then gently tilted the box - when a few mung bean cake crumbs fell into his hands, a light of surprise flashed in the boy's black pupils: "Nine Nine?!"

"?"

The eyelids of the man who was caught off guard and shouted his name jumped.

"It ate it! It ate it! Look, look, the mung bean cake in the box is gone! It's been eaten by the monster!"

Holding the wooden box, Zhang Ziyao leaned under the picture scroll as if he was holding something rare, and raised the wooden box with both hands as if offering a treasure, and held it under the eyelids of the man in the picture scroll—the latter lowered his eyes, inevitably Looking at the golden one-eyed little beast that happened to raise its head in the wooden box, Zhu Jiuyin's eyes changed at an angle that the elated boy couldn't see. Disdain and provocation flickered in the red pupils, and the little beast in the wooden box Seemingly feeling his hostility, the golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp claws planed impatiently at the bottom of the wooden box, making slight movements of "咵" and "咵"...

Zhang Ziyao didn't hear Zhu Jiuyin's words for a long time, he took the wooden box off his head with a "huh" sound, poked his head to see the restless little beast in the wooden box, and suddenly raised his head to stare at the man in the picture scroll, quite arrogantly. Accusation: "What did you do to kill it?!"

Oh, you know that?

Is there a third eye on the top of the head?

Zhu Jiuyin was surprised that this little idiot would occasionally see through the truth in a flash of inspiration, but on the surface he said disapprovingly: "Fart, you little idiot, you have wronged people for nothing."

"You still don't admit it, it was fine just now, why did you become so uneasy after just looking at it?"

"You haven't gotten tired of listening to me, I'm tired of talking about it. I've told you hundreds of times. Flying beasts are inherently ugly and irritable. Isn’t it normal for Gu Zi to be angry? Be optimistic, maybe it’s because when you see this gentleman’s good looks and think about how ugly you are, you’re angry with yourself?”

"..."

"'Why is Zhu Jiuyin so beautiful but I am so ugly, hey, how angry!'"

"..."

Zhu Jiuyin yawned, and said without guilt at all: "Take it a little farther away, I am allergic to cow hair, and I want to sneeze when I get close..."

"A picture, what's wrong with it, it's so mean all day long, no wonder it's been thousands of years and still a bachelor can't get a wife! It's so handsome!"

Zhang Ziyao glared at Zhu Jiuyin again, turned around and walked back to the table with the box in his arms, and when he was about to put the box back on the table carefully, he heard Zhu Jiuyin say coldly behind him: "Find a mirror and look at your old mother." Looks like a chicken, tsk tsk, you have only brought this box back for a few days, and you are yelling at me for such an inexplicable thing..."

"I'm still wronged. If you're not mean, no one will yell at you."

"Zhang Ziyao, are you looking for faults?"

The big tail poked out from the picture scroll, caught off guard and patted the black-haired boy's head fiercely from behind, and quickly retracted the moment the boy turned his head with a painful cry!Zhang Ziyao walked back to the painting fiercely, wading through the water with his trousers in his hands, and was about to reach out to compete with Lai Pilong in the painting. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of someone approaching from the yard...

At the same time, the man in the painting who had a lazy and playful face froze for a moment, murmured "another eye-catching" with a gloomy face, and simply hid behind the pine branches, leaving only the corner of the black robe with a golden edge - a moment later, The corner of the clothes was pulled from the inside with a "whoosh" and disappeared completely behind the dense pine branches.

The painting turned into an ordinary picture of green hills and pine trees.

Zhang Ziyao cleared his throat, left the picture scroll, quickly rushed to the table and fastened the lid of the simple wooden box on it, threw it on the bed and covered it with a messy quilt, at the same time, someone knocked on the door from outside, The young man responded, came to the door and opened it, and was quite surprised when he saw the person coming: "My lord?"

"Well, good morning." Lou Hen replied absently, and looked behind Zhang Ziyao, "Is there someone in your room? Just now I was in the yard and seemed to hear the sound of fighting inside..."

"What's the matter, my lord heard it wrong, right?" Zhang Ziyao stepped aside, letting Lou Hen see clearly that there was no one in the room, and at the same time let the noble man who was soaked below his knees quickly enter the room, "Ziyao I caught a cold yesterday, took medicine and went to bed early, now I just got up to wash up, thinking about what to have for breakfast when I heard someone splashing water approaching—"

"Yeah, half of the capital city outside is soaked in water! God doesn't know what's going on, just after the earthquake, there was such a flood... Bearers dragged their feet and walked carefully. The king thought they were slow, so he left by himself." Here we come." Lou Hen didn't care much, thought for a while and raised his head to look at Zhang Ziyao with a smile, "I came here specially to express my thanks to Ziyao, if you hadn't reminded me to take precautions against floods yesterday, I would have arranged things early The dry food was transferred, and the loss in the city today is unknown. Now that the earthquake has just passed, it is the time when food supplies are in short supply—"

Zhang Ziyao listened with a smile on his face.

"Come early in the morning, didn't it bother you?"

Zhang Ziyao was trying to maintain a smiling face at this moment, his face was almost frozen with laughter, after Lou Hen's question, he immediately thought of the culprit of all these disasters - the one who was covered under the quilt on his bed at the moment - immediately Feeling guilty, he scratched his head and said in a low voice: "What's the matter... the prince came by coincidence, and Ziyao was looking for you?"

Quickly change the subject.

"Oh?" Lou Hen, who was holding the teapot on the table and pouring himself a cup of cold tea, paused, then turned his head and looked at Zhang Ziyao with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Ziyao felt that the other party must already know what he wanted to say.

He simply smiled and followed his heart: "Zi Yao agreed to what the prince proposed yesterday."

"What? Really?" Lou Hen was full of surprise, put down the teacup in his hand, and said three words "yes" in succession, "Ziyao's promise was a great help... It seems that the painting "Lake Light and Emerald Green" was accepted Local officials offer it to the king, it is God's will in the dark!"

... There is also God's will in the dark?

Even if it was Zhang Zixiao himself who came to wipe his ass back then, if you promised a hundred taels of gold, he would probably accompany you in the world.

And at the same price, what Zhang Zixiao draws is not a stick figure.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziyao couldn't help looking sympathetically at Alone Xinxiu, who didn't know how many worlds he had missed, and sighed in his heart: There is a saying that is true, it is easier to be happy if you don't know some things.

... Having said that, after finishing the business, it's time for you to drive back to the palace, my lord.

Zhang Ziyao looked nervously at the building trace who was suddenly in a good mood and was dangling around the room, but he had no intention of leaving. Seeing him swaying in front of Zhu Jiuyin's painting and looking at it carefully with the back of his feet, Zhang Ziyao suddenly felt nervous. They all raised their throats, and at this moment they heard Lou Hen ask again: "You hung up this painting when you were temporarily staying in the palace, and you didn't forget to take it with you when you left. I didn't expect that it would come to this villa from the inn. Followed every step of the way.”

How can painting actively follow people?Zhang Ziyao thought to himself, afraid that Zhu Jiuyin would be unhappy to hear Lou Hen's words and make some moves, so he hurriedly said perfunctorily, "Huh? Well, this painting is very important to Ziyao."

"Oh?"

"...The fate formed by the ancestors."

Although it is evil fate.

"Oh, that's really important." Lou Hen spoke casually.

Zhang Ziyao's eyelids twitched wildly, and when he saw Lou Hen narrowing his eyes slightly and approaching the painting, he wanted to grab him and drag him back away from the painting—in Zhang Ziyao's eyes, Lou Hen's behavior was like sticking his head into a tiger's cage There was no difference, he held his breath, as if he could see a big emerald dragon tail impatiently shooting the current prince to the ground in the next second... After a while, Zhang Ziyao finally couldn't stand the fearful torture anymore , took the initiative to open the mouth and said, "My lord, the water on the ground is so deep, you should be careful not to catch a cold..."

go back quickly.

"Zi Yao hasn't eaten breakfast yet?"

"No."

Does it count if you are full of scares?

"The king told people to pass the breakfast, let's have a companion?" Lou Hen turned his head and asked with a smile.

Zhang Ziyao raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, thinking that whatever you want, as long as you quickly move away from the tiger's cage - the next second, it was as if he heard the cry in his heart, Lou Hen is really real He moved away from the painting—Zhang Ziyao let out a long breath, glanced at the motionless painting guiltily, and just as his heart was about to fall to the ground—he watched Lou Hen sit on his own bed .

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

——When Lou Hen felt his butt being squeezed, he sounded confused and didn't have time to stop Zhang Ziyao from lifting the quilt piled on the small bed. At that moment, Zhang Ziyao felt as if he saw the Buddha.

——When Lou Hen took out the well-known wooden box from under his quilt with a face full of shock, Zhang Ziyao felt that his three souls and seven souls ran away from home in an instant.

"Zi Yao, this wooden box?!"

Lou Hen immediately stood up.

Zhang Ziyao feels that the only thing to be thankful for now is that he snapped the lid on when he put the wooden box away, otherwise he really doesn't know how to explain——

Although now he doesn't know how to explain it.

"...this wooden box," Zhang Ziyao blinked, and wanted to say that I don't know why I'm here, but after thinking about it, it seems a bit hypocritical, so he changed his mouth and said half-truth, "I was with Ziyao before. There was a relationship on the flower boat, and it even caused unhappiness because of it—later, because of a coincidence, Princess Deshu personally handed him over to Ziyao, and made it clear that it was an important item, and ordered Ziyao to take care of it properly. custody."

As Zhang Ziyao said, he stretched out his hand to take the wooden box from Lou Hen, and brushed off the non-existent dust on the lid, as if carefully.

At this time, Lou Hen was still shocked, he looked at the wooden box in Zhang Ziyao's hand, and then at Zhang Ziyao, his eyes changed: "Ziyao, do you know that there are rumors in the palace today that there are rumors that Princess Deshu is crazy, one after another... The constant calamities from heaven and earth are all related to this wooden box? The royal father learned that the wooden box was lost, and sent people to search for it. He wanted to find out and put down such rumors. It's actually in your hands—"

"Princess Deshu told Ziyao to keep it safe." Zhang Ziyao lowered his eyes and repeated, "Perhaps this box is just an important item for the concubine...it's just a small box, how can it be so powerful? Can the power of chaotic gods be related to whether a person's mind is sober, or even disasters in the world?"

Lou Hen showed hesitation: "But..."

"My lord, Ziyao also has something to ask."

"……you say."

"Ziyao promised you to go to the Taihang Mountains together to calm down the army - here, Ziyao also asks you to turn a blind eye to the whereabouts of the wooden box, just because Ziyao promised the imperial concubine, it must be done Until—in any case, this wooden box must not be handed over until the time comes."

As Zhang Ziyao spoke at the end, regardless of the flooding of the room, he knelt down in front of King Rui and made a request without hesitation—although he opened his eyes and told nonsense about the real purpose of the wooden box, but the last few sentences in it were true. He thought that someone would search for this wooden box everywhere and bring him endless troubles or even kill him, and he also thought about whether he needs to give this box to others in the future to get out as soon as possible...

But all this was after releasing the Fybeast from its box.

At that time, the wooden box will be an empty jewelry box, at most... it can be regarded as a gadget made by Zhu Jiuyin himself to please women.

The answer to Zhang Ziyao was a long silence. Lou Hen lowered his head and looked at the boy kneeling in front of him with drooping eyes. An idea of ​​muddling along and letting go of the boy in front of him for a moment... So he stretched his brows and eyes slightly, raised his hand to help the boy kneeling in the water, and said softly: "What are you talking about, it's just a broken wooden box. If you want to keep it, just keep it..."

Zhang Ziyao stood up and said nothing.

Lou Hen reached out his hand and twisted his trousers, which were dripping from the water, "You caught a cold, but you were so cruel that you lay down in the water. Isn't this embarrassing me? Kneeling down, I don't want to... Seeing this box is so shocking, it's just seeing that Huang Shu is really crazy now, worrying whether it is because of the influence of this box, if it is also bad for you-"

"That's not true." Zhang Ziyao said, "It's just an ordinary wooden box."

Lou Hen raised his head to look at Zhang Ziyao, who met him calmly.

After a while, Lou Hen raised his hand to wipe off the splashed water on his pale chin when he knelt down, and said gently: "That's good. If you like, you can keep it."

Zhang Ziyao was stunned.

"Are you happy?" Lou Hen asked.

"Happy." Zhang Ziyao replied confusedly.

Before Zhang Ziyao had time to thank the prince for his kindness, the person in front of him had already let go of him, and stood up from the bed to arrange for someone to deliver breakfast and clean up the accumulated water in the yard and house... Zhang Ziyao looked at the standing Lou Hen, who was talking to the servants at the door, raised his hand and touched his chin for a long time: the lingering warmth from being touched by the slightly rough hand just now seemed to be still there.

Zhang Ziyao: "?"

This prince, why do you always ask him if he is happy?

baffling.

……

After breakfast, Lou Hen left.

"Jiujiu! Hurry up and call the land lord, we have to go and see Huang—"

As soon as Lou Hen walked away, Zhang Ziyao rushed to the scroll, before he could speak, the tail stuck out and wiped his chin for a while, Zhang Ziyao was stupefied, and quickly took two steps back: "Why are you ?!"

"Disinfect." Zhu Jiuyin said calmly, "Why are you looking for Tai Lianqing?"

"Go and see Huang Shuzhen."

"I got all the boxes, what is that woman doing?"

"Didn't you hear what Louhen said, she's gone crazy—"

"Isn't it good?"

"What's so good! I haven't asked who gave her the box! It's related to who put the beast in the box!"

"So what?" Zhu Jiuyin showed his face from behind the pine branch, with strange affection on his face, "You still want to seek justice for the Flying Beast? Is it your turn to seek justice for the Flying Beast? Can the beast go to the box to seek justice?"

"I just want to know his purpose for doing this."

"So what if you know." Zhu Jiuyin snorted, showing disdain on his face, "As a mortal, you should look like a mortal, don't always try to do justice for the sky, make yourself an enemy of the sky, and cause trouble for yourself. You can't afford to mess with me and you don't know how to stay away, it's not me who will wipe your ass, tsk tsk, what can you do without me..."

Even though he said that, Zhu Jiuyin couldn't stand Zhang Ziyao's expectant look, and flicked his fingertips impatiently, and a few fireflies floated out of the scroll and out of the window. There was a sound of "meow", and a big fat cat that was drenched by the rain jumped in from the window and shook the water off its body.

"Don't you have an umbrella?" Zhang Ziyao asked.

"Is this umbrella used to hide from the rain?!" Tai Lianqing was insulted.

Tai Lianqing, who was squatting on Zhang Ziyao's shoulder, took out the dry umbrella and opened it. Zhang Ziyao jumped in with a brisk stride, stood firm, and thought for a while, "... Umbrellas are just for shelter from the rain?"

"If the little god says it's not, then it's not meow!"

Tai Lianqing replied irritablely, clenched the umbrella tightly and closed it lightly, and even the cat disappeared into the room with the boy standing under the umbrella... The man in the painting snorted, turned over and continued to close his eyes to rest; The little beast in the wooden box yawned, squinted its eyes and went back to sleep...

The heavy rain outside the house didn't stop.

After a while, the young man who just disappeared in the room suddenly appeared in front of a cold palace - the word "An Ning Palace" was written on the palace plaque, but at this time the whole palace was quiet and desolate, without a single servant. In addition, most of the people in the palace are in the summer resort at the moment, the palace is sparsely populated, and a maidservant has just died tragically here... It really makes people feel that the word "peace" is not at all.

Zhang Ziyao shuddered, regretting that he came too hastily and didn't put on a coat when someone pushed open the window next to him, and the woman in the palace quietly watched the young man and said lightly, "You're here too .”

Where she couldn't see, the cat squatting at Zhang Ziyao's feet sticks out its tongue "poof", and said "pooh-pooh" twice (*folk superstition: Secretary of life and death, Yin official, Bai Wuchang, Xie Bi'an, and a cap with the words "You are here, too." ', so the four characters are regarded as taboo and not spoken to living people), Zhang Ziyao was taken aback, and when he saw that it was Huang Shuzhen, he calmly said: "Yes? Who else has been here?"

"Many people." Huang Shuzhen smiled, pushed away from the window in a frivolous tone, spun frivolously under his feet, and the white skirt on his body fluttered, "They came to look for the box, and you came to look for the box too? But the box is no longer with me Yes, a fairy came and the box was taken away by him."

"The box is with me." The boy lowered his eyes and said calmly.

Huang Shuzhen stopped spinning, turned around and looked at Zhang Ziyao, there was a flash of madness in those eyes for a moment, and then they turned dark all of a sudden——

"Really?" She looked at Zhang Ziyao and said, "Throw it away, that box is not a good thing - it can bring you everything, and then take everything from you in an instant... Don't you believe it? Do you not believe it?" If you look at me, a few days ago, I was the happiest person in the world, my father was a high-ranking man, and I was about to become a married couple with the man I love, the world will be safe, and my people will live and work in peace..."

Huang Shuzhen stopped, looked at Zhang Ziyao and said seriously: "But look at me now, there is nothing left."

Zhang Ziyao walked into the palace, Huang Shuzhen came up, grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the back room, then pointed to a bed: "My maidservant died here, blood spilled on my face, on my body , and on the ground..."

She let go of Zhang Ziyao, sat on the side of the bed and said slowly: "I have nothing left. The person I love doesn't want me anymore. My father became famous overnight because of my affairs, and the balance between the court and the government changed drastically overnight. ——He also wanted to find a wooden box, but he couldn't find it, so he was upset and wanted my life, but is my life so easy to take? I am Huang Shuzhen, a former important minister, a national teacher The daughter of the current emperor, Concubine Deshu of the current emperor... I am the one who will be the empress, yes, I am the Empress of Misfortune, and I will be the empress in the future."

Zhang Ziyao listened to the woman's incoherent and nonsensical speech in an extremely calm voice, and even made up Lou Hen's desire for this wooden box, so he really didn't know what expression to make—

It's no wonder that people in the palace all looked unlucky when they mentioned Concubine Deshu.

This woman is indeed crazy.

But Zhang Ziyao did not turn around and leave like others, but silently came to Huang Shuzhen's side and sat down.

The two sat side by side in silence for a while, Huang Shuzhen seemed to meet someone who hadn't turned around and ran away after seeing her like this for the first time, so he said again: "You have a question to ask me."

Not a questioning tone.

"Yes," Zhang Ziyao nodded, "I want to know, who gave you this box?"

"A woman." Huang Shuzhen said, "A very beautiful woman, dressed in beautiful silk that I have never seen before, as if she was covered with rays of light, her hair accessories are probably the accessories that all women in the world dream of - she heard I wanted to enter the palace to see that person's prayer, so she appeared, gave me this box, and told me to keep this box well, make good use of this box, and I can get everything I want."

"Did she tell you what was in the box when it was given to you?"

"Yes." Huang Shuzhen raised his head, looked at Zhang Ziyao, and said with flickering eyes, "It's 'disaster'."

She knows it all.

Zhang Ziyao let out a long sigh, and suddenly admired this woman's courage—if an ordinary person held the world's "disasters" in his hands, he would feel as if he couldn't eat, sleep, or burn his butt, but this woman...

"She also warned me that the box must not be broken, otherwise terrible things will happen," Huang Shuzhen frowned, "but that day, that person wanted to see the box, and I didn't let him see it, so he told me There was an argument—the box hit the window of the carriage and broke a corner. I was terrified, but what should come came anyway. There was an earthquake, and many people died. It was all my fault..."

"..."

"He is also looking for this box." Huang Shuzhen said again, "Those who get the box can get everything they want, including this world."

Zhang Ziyao guessed that the "he" in Huang Shuzhen's mouth probably referred to the current Holy Majesty.

"But how can the world be so good?"

Huang Shuzhen stood up. She came to the dressing table and picked up a pair of dusty scissors—the big fat cat squatting at Zhang Ziyao's feet and dozing off hopped up and down, and the cat bared its teeth and grinned, "Snoring!" Hulu" stared at Huang Shuzhen, afraid that she would be unfavorable to Zhang Ziyao... However, this woman just grabbed a handful of her own hair, cut off its ears, tied it with a red ribbon, carefully Inserted a rose green hairpin and handed it to Zhang Ziyao——

"In some time, if Mr. Ruo releases the contents of the box, please say sorry to Shuzhen." Huang Shuzhen said lightly, "Then Mr. Trouble put this hair in an empty box, give it to that person, and tell him , this is what he has been looking for, what Shu really values...Actually, it's not a big deal—"

Huang Shuzhen smiled.

"Little girl's unrealistic love."

"..."

Zhang Ziyao felt emotional in his heart, but in the end he reached out his hand and respectfully took the bundle of woman's hair.

Huang Shuzhen stopped and tilted his head: "One last question for you."

Zhang Ziyao: "?"

Huang Shu really smiled: "Do you think I'm pitiful?"

Zhang Ziyao was silent.

Afterwards, he shook his head slowly and said firmly, "It's what you deserve."

Huang Shu really laughed.

She raised her hand and pulled back her drooping hair: "Don't let that box harm other people."

The big fat cat squatting at the boy's feet jumped onto his shoulder, took out the small yellow umbrella, and made a "meow", and the yellow umbrella was stretched open——

The boy disappeared in front of Huang Shuzhen out of thin air.

In the huge cold palace, Huang Shuzhen was the only one left.

The woman's eyes were empty, and she stared at the direction where the boy disappeared for a long, long time, then chuckled inexplicably, and took another frivolous step on her feet. The children in the streets and alleys are familiar with the song: "The ugly concubine, the ugly concubine, the ugly concubine, the ugly concubine, the ugly concubine, ascended to the high position." , the virtuous and virtuous, the sun, the moon, and the stars; the ugly concubine, the ugly concubine, wants to sit on the phoenix seat, the weather is smooth, there is no disaster or sorrow..."

Bai Ling walked through the crumbling beam.

Barefoot woman boards wooden chair.

The wooden chair fell down with a "boom", but the sound was quickly covered by the sound of heavy rain pouring outside the window.

……

The boy who just appeared in the little courtyard was lowering his head and twisting the water on his sleeve, when he suddenly heard the little beast commotion in the wooden box on the table.

The hairpin inserted into the woman's hair bundle in her hands made a soft "click" sound, and it split into two, and milky white liquid flowed out of the imperial green emerald quietly... like the paint used in painting .

……

In the summer resort.

The current sage, who was taking a nap at noon, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The young lady outside listened to the sound, hurriedly stepped in, and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"

In the dragon tent, the man was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "No problem, step back."

The little eunuch responded, bowed his body and backed away, the emperor lay back on the couch, his hand accidentally touched the soft silk cushion, he said "hmm" after thinking about it carefully, and then he remembered that the cushion seemed to be the one made by Princess Deshu himself. Looking at the mandarin ducks embroidered with colorful threads, the emperor couldn't help but press it with his hands again, but what he touched was icy cold.

Maybe it's getting colder?

Probably.

Volume [-]: City of No Sadness