Numerologist

"You really don't intend to enter the palace with me?"

The young man in brocade clothes stood in front of the gate of the palace wall, staring affectionately at the young girl in fine clothes in front of him.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness. It's just," the well-dressed girl looked at the high palace wall, and firmly refused, "Minister women yearn for freedom, and don't want to be confined in this world."

After being silent for a while, the young man in brocade clothes sighed, "If it was a prosperous age, I would give up my position as the crown prince and spend time with you. But this is a troubled time, and I must protect my people. You and I are in the end, the relationship is shallow."

The girl in the dress untied her hair rope, and her long black hair fell loose. She handed the hair rope back to the young man in brocade clothes, "I'm giving it back to you as a gift from Your Highness. I hope His Highness will meet a woman who can walk side by side with you soon." .”

This hair rope is woven with 99 five-color threads, implying longevity and good luck.

"Thank you, and I also hope that you will meet the right Mr. Right." The young man in brocade clothes still had a trace of regret on his face, but he still smiled and gave his blessing.He took the hair rope and gently stroked the uneven surface with his fingertips.

He remembered that this hair rope was knitted by himself when he was still studying.I saw it by accident in a miscellaneous book at that time. It is said that this five-color hair rope will bring happiness and marriage to the wearer.

"Thank you Your Highness for your kind words." The well-dressed girl thanked her and turned to leave.

Looking at her receding figure, the young man in brocade clothes felt a throbbing pain in his heart.But, my thoughts flew back to that year.

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Nameless Hall, South Study Room.

The master Muxiu who was teaching that day ordered them to review their homework by themselves.Before his little companion came to read, the young man in brocade clothes erected a thick "Historical Book" in front of the desk, took out the prepared five-color silk thread, and started to weave according to the weaving method copied from the miscellaneous book.

He had never done any manual work, and at the beginning weaved according to the method written above but couldn't get it right. The silk thread was in a mess and couldn't be twisted into a strand.

The book in front of him was suddenly lifted, and the boy in white looked at him with a look of surprise. He held up a five-color thread and shook it in front of his eyes, jokingly said: "I said, what are you doing secretly? Do you like these things from my daughter's house?"

"Give it back to me!" The brocade-clothed boy frowned, snatched the five-color thread back, and turned to face the white-clothed boy with the back of his head.

The boy in white stretched out his hand and poked the back of his head, thinking that the angry look of the other party was really cute, "Are you angry?"

Slapping away the mischievous hand of the young man in white, the young man in brocade turned around, glared at him, and angrily scolded: "Chu Feng! Do you understand the way of a monarch and minister?! You are my companion and my minister; As a prince, he is naturally your lord. If you poke my head, you are committing a crime!"

"Pfft - I'm sorry, I can't hold it anymore, hahahaha -" the boy in white laughed loudly.

The young man in brocade clothes became angry from embarrassment, "Why are you laughing!"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing at you, you're so innocent~" the white-clothed boy stretched out his hand and poked him on the head again, "I just committed the following crime, what can you do with me, huh?"

"You, presumptuous!" The young man in brocade clothes was extremely angry, but there was really nothing he could do with him.

hit him?Look at him, white and tender like a little girl, unable to let go.

Punish him?He is mischievous and naughty, and will not obey at all.If you make a fuss in front of the masters, I'm afraid you will be beaten up, the same as above, I can't bear it.

So, the young man in brocade clothes had no other choice but to sulk, ignore him, and continue to fight against the silk thread.

Seeing that he seemed to be really angry, the young man in white stopped making noise, moved a stool by himself, sat opposite him, rested his chin on his hands, lay down in front of the desk, and watched quietly.

Seeing him stir the silk thread together again, the boy in white couldn't help but reminded, "Wrong, break the white thread first, and then the red thread."

The young man in brocade gave him a glare, as if saying that he was meddling in his own business.The subordinates weaved according to what he said.

Red, yellow, white, blue, black, and five-color silk threads are braided into a five-strand rope, and 99 ropes are weaved repeatedly in this way, and then they are combined into one strand.Hair-thin five-color silk threads are finally woven into a five-color hair rope as thick as a pen.

Looking at this decent five-color hair rope, the young man in brocade clothes was very satisfied, and deliberately hung a round pearl on each end.

Holding her hair rope, she looked up and saw that the sky had already darkened, and the lamp was turned on at some point before the case.The boy in white had already fallen asleep on the desk.

After staring at him for a while, the young man in brocade clothes eagerly reached out his hand and lightly poked him on the head.Staring at the fingertips, they were soft and seemed to be... well.

After thinking for a while, the young man in brocade clothes looked at the sky and woke him up, "Don't sleep, try this hair rope for me."

The boy in white raised his head, his eyes were foggy, and before he could recover, the other party pulled off his hair tie.The ink hair spread out in an instant, like smudged ink.

Dazed for a moment, the young man in brocade clothes muttered in a low voice, "You still talk about me, obviously you are more like a girl."

Tie up your hair, wrap the hair rope around, and put the pearls on both ends together, making it look more flexible.

"What are you doing?" The boy in white rubbed his eyes, not knowing why.

"Try the hair rope." The young man in brocade clothes came over, walked around him twice, and nodded with satisfaction, "My craftsmanship is really good. You look good wearing it."

The boy in white who was awake naturally understood what he said, frowned slightly, reached out and took off the hair tie, and threw it into his arms, "Don't fix my daughter's things on me!"

The young man in brocade clothes was thrown into a daze, and he didn't know why he suddenly became angry.

"It's getting late, I have to go back before the key to the palace gate." The boy in white strode out as he spoke.

"Wait," he grabbed the white-clothed boy's wrist and asked inexplicably, "Ah Feng, are you angry with me? Why?"

The white-clothed boy turned his head and stared at him ferociously, "Your Highness, I am a man of the Chu family. Don't insult me ​​with things from my daughter's family!"

Swiping his hand away, the boy in white ran out angrily.

The young man in brocade clothes stood there blankly, holding the hair rope in his hand, "I didn't, I didn't treat you as a girl..."

In his memory, because of that incident, his little companion ignored him for a whole month.And now, his beloved girl has returned the hair rope to him.

It is false to say that it will bring happiness and marriage.

The young man in brocade clothes casually threw the hair rope out, turned around and entered the palace gate.

From then on, he will assume the responsibility of the crown prince, and throughout his life, he will protect his Yan and protect his people.

The hair rope woven with five-color silk threads lay quietly in the grass in the corner, and the two east beads were covered with dust.Until one day, someone picked it up, washed it carefully and carefully, and hid it in his arms, the place closest to the heart.

The author has something to say: Whether it is the warning world line or the original trajectory without the interference of the swallowing silkworm, the Seventh Prince did not stay with Lingmeng Lu in the end.

If you treat this episode as part of the world line plot, then it will be a tragedy in the end; if you regard it as the plot of the original track, then you may reap sweet love in the end.Whatever you like, salty or sweet, hehe (*^▽^*)