Little Prince [Entertainment]

Mu Peipei shook his head cooperatively, "Why?"

"Actually, the young master wasn't originally called 'Xian Ziyu'."

Chang Lin didn't answer directly, but talked about something else, "I don't know what his name is. But for hundreds of years, the Xian family gave birth to a child named Xian Ziyu every 25 years."

"Up to 25 years, in most cases it will not be that long."

He said, "It's like the 'Xian Ziyu' before the little prince, who seems to have lived only 20 years old."

Mu Peipei seemed to realize something, her beautiful eyebrows were deeply frowned.

"Every time there is a rotation, the children under the age of one in the family will be sent to the secret treasure for screening. The one who is selected will become the next 'Xian Ziyu'."

"Every child named 'Xian Ziyu' will gain some special predictive abilities. Their eyes can travel through the shackles of time and see into the future."

The longevity of the Xian family is closely related to the royal family, and it is inseparable from this ability.

Mu Peipei was so shocked by such family secrets that he couldn't speak, and after digesting it for a while, he suddenly realized: "Young master used to go to the ancestral hall every month, is it because of this?"

"Yes." Chang Lin said.

He could roughly guess what happened in the dark room of the ancestral hall.Every time the foretelling ends, the Patriarch of the Xian family will personally come out of the ancestral hall with the results Xian Ziyu saw, and enter the palace to meet the emperor.

If such an ability is used intentionally, it is not impossible to change one's life against the sky.But it was very exhausting. Every time it ended, Xian Ziyu was carried back by Lian Di.

Mu Peipei was silent for a while, then asked again, "Then how did the initial screening... be done?"

"I don't know that."

Chang Lin closed his eyes, and dug into the remaining memories deep in his mind, "The children were brought together, and then... there seemed to be some kind of token, a drop of blood to recognize the master. The one who chose the desired master was parasitized on him, and died. Find the next one. Pass it down from generation to generation.”

She thought for a while, and suddenly shuddered.

"Isn't that raising Gu?"

Their bodies are containers, and they use all their essence and blood to nourish this family treasure handed down from generation to generation, and obtain a special gift of foresight.In this way, provide information to the royal family and continue the glory of the family.

That's why the former Mr. Yu was weak all day long, and looked so deserted that he didn't have any vitality.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Mu Peipei was jolted up, most of the wine sobered up.

She remembered Lian Di's reprimand to her again.

She didn't understand at that time, she was obviously just a master and servant, and had no emotional connection, just watch him not die.Why do you have to be more attentive than the other hidden guards, so scrupulously take care of this young master, as if not letting a single strand of hair fall out.

Lian Di replied: "Because he is very precious."

At that time, she still thought it was strange that such a word as precious could not be used to describe people.

Now it seems that there may be such a meaning.

"Does the young master know these things?"

Chang Lin nodded slowly.

In Mu Peipei's heart, sad emotions spread like a tide.

They fought hard in the company battalion, so that one day they could step out of the dark training ground.After being selected as a personal bodyguard, as long as he doesn't make mistakes, he can stay by his master's side without worrying about food and clothing.If you are lucky, you will be rewarded by the owner with a false pill to wash away your memory, and go outside to retire and return to a normal life.

As long as he can get out of the company alive, the days ahead will be easier.It is this belief that supports their survival.

But Mr. Yu lived a life that was even darker than theirs.In his previous life, he was only 17 years old until the Qian Kingdom was destroyed.Definitely smaller when the truth is known.

How can such a young child accept such a hopeless life.

"At least we can have hope in life." Chang Lin whispered.

"But he can only..."

wait to die.

Feeding Gu with his body, from the moment he was chosen, he was doomed to be sacrificed for the benefit of the family.

"No one can say for sure what happened in the final melee. But we can survive and come here, I guess it is because of the special ability of Jade Gu."

Chang Lin said, "The little boy lost his previous memories, maybe it's also related to this."

Legend has it that the Xian family guards the greatest treasure in the world, which can move mountains and seas, and overthrow a dynasty in an instant.

Now let alone a dynasty, even the times have been subverted.It is indeed powerful.

Treasure handed down from generation to generation?

Probably a curse passed down from generation to generation.

"Why don't you talk about these bad things in a good way. It just makes people unhappy."

Mu Peipei raised his head and took a big gulp of wine, took a deep breath, and drove the shock and sorrow out of his mind.

"There's no such thing as fate bullshit now. He doesn't even remember what he's been through, and he's sure to be fine here."

She tried her best to smile, and changed the subject, "I heard that the young master recently accepted a reality show? Does the boss know?"

"How could he not know."

Chang Lin put down his empty wine glass, smiled too, and stopped talking about the past.

"After a while, your play will start to advertise, so remember to bring him more."

"Is that what you need to say?"

Mu Peipei waved his hands with confidence, "Don't worry, wrap me up."

**

The mountain road winds and circles.It was just dawn, and Xian Ziyu fell asleep without warning in the car on the way to record the show.

I'm a little annoyed.Because he is not sleepy, and he has been followed all the way since he got off the plane, and there are cameras around him right now.

The moment before he closed his eyes, all he could think about was "What's the matter? What if I fell asleep and dreamed of some terrible scene, and I was filmed and broadcast it with a hideous face?"

The burden can't be too heavy, but it can't be without it.

But he still couldn't resist falling into the dreamland.Experience told him that the more he struggled at this time, the harder it was to wake up.Take it easy, start early and maybe finish sooner.

Let's see what happens in today's dream.

In the dream, his vision gradually became clearer.

This time the perspective is weird.He seemed to be hugged and placed on a large and cold table.In front of him was a simple wooden box.Urged by the people around him, he had to crawl forward two steps on both hands and feet, and took a curious look inside.

The box was opened, and inside was a piece of fat-like jade jade, engraved with ancient and complicated patterns.Suddenly, something got into his wrist, flowed through his limbs like water, and melted into his body.

The screen in front of me turned rapidly.Vision was completely lost, he couldn't open his eyes, there was no light or sound around him.

The air circulated slowly, and there was a faint smell of decaying wood.It was like being in a secret room, dark and cold, but his wrist was burning hot, scorching all over his body, and it was still climbing upwards.

There was sharp pain like a knife in his eyes, and he heard the miserable cry that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he bit his lips.

Xian Ziyu was startled awake.Subconsciously clenched his wrists and took a small breath.

Although his dreams have always been as if he was on the scene, but this time the physical feeling is particularly real.

...a painful dream.

"woke up?"

Seeing him open his eyes, the accompanying staff joked, "It's too early, isn't it. Didn't you catch up on sleep on the plane?"

"...Well, I can't sleep on the plane."

Xian Ziyu finished answering subconsciously, and when she saw the camera fixed on the roof very close, she covered her face with her hands in despair.

I don't know if it will be broadcast, but I pray that the part sleeping in the car must be cut.

"An Ordinary Day" is a life documentary program.In a small farmyard far away from the city, different guests are invited to live for a day and a night to experience life in each issue.

Doing farm work, picking wild fruits, going up the mountain to find bamboo shoots and down the river to touch snails, the program strives to restore the most authentic rural life scenes to the audience.It is already the third season so far. Because of the excellent production and the invited guests also have their own hot topics, the response after the broadcast has been good.

In the show, two old-fashioned hosts are fixed as the masters of the house, and two juniors are as helpers, taking care of the housework inside and out.One of the juniors was unable to continue recording due to schedule conflicts, so he temporarily arranged for Xian Ziyu to record the last few episodes.

The shooting location is the village at the foot of the mountain.Xian Ziyu leaned on the car window and looked out. The mountains on both sides of the road were undulating and the forest was vast.The fresh green in the eyes dilutes the boundless darkness in the dream, and even the mood is much clearer.

There is still a long way to go after getting off the bus.The small farmyard of the program group is selected to be built on a relatively high flat land, surrounded by mountains, with lakes and terraced fields below, filled with green seedlings, full of spring.

There was an uphill in front of the gate of the courtyard, and Xian Ziyu climbed up with a big suitcase. After taking a few breaths, she remembered that she was recording a program, and she blushed a little at the camera following her.

"So everyone should exercise more regularly."

He solemnly suggested to the camera, "Don't just hide at home and eat snacks when you are resting, or you will be like me..."

Before he finished speaking, an agile yellow figure flashed behind the courtyard gate that was within sight, and rushed towards him.

"Wang!"

Xian Ziyu was still reflecting on the camera, suddenly frightened, and let go of her hand "Wow".The suitcase escaped his control in an instant, and rolled to the starting point of this long uphill without hesitation.

"..."

In the bright spring, Xian Ziyu looked at the courtyard gate that was close at hand, then at the suitcase hundreds of meters away in a blink of an eye, and stood there silently.

The elder brother who held up the camera and followed the film tried hard to hold back his laughter.

The little yellow dog squatted not far away to observe Xian Ziyu, his eyes were quick and sharp.

——if you can describe it like that.

Xian Ziyu was attracted by this gaze that could not be ignored, and the person and the dog started to look at each other seriously and for a long time at a distance of a few steps.

"……Hello."

"...Wang."

"..."

The big brother of the camera couldn't help but feel a little pain in his stomach.

Not long after, the little yellow dog tilted his head, his eyes became docile, and he started jumping up and down in front of him, the small copper bell hanging around his neck kept ringing.

Xian Ziyu took a small step back, and it caught up immediately, standing up with two hind legs and hugging his calf, tilting its head up and barking at him with a baby voice.He also bit his trousers and pulled them towards the yard.

A pair of round and watery eyes stared at him, and Xian Ziyu was hit instantly.

lovely!

"Little bastard."

He leaned over and touched the puppy's head, completely unable to resist the furry touch.But he still decided to pull the suitcase back first, "wait for me here."

After he finished speaking, he trotted to get the suitcase.Turning around at the bottom of the slope, I found that the little yellow dog also trotted down behind his buttocks, patting his suitcase in circles with its little paws, as if curious.

Xian Ziyu once again sighed, "What kind of cute thing is this?", and lovingly picked up the little yellow dog and put it on the suitcase, "Sit still, Dad... No, brother will push you up."

He was wearing a yellow and white hooded sweater today, with a printed pattern of corgi's butt on a large blank on the chest, the sweater hat was pulled up and put on his head, and he pushed the suitcase uphill.

On the suitcase, the little yellow dog, who never initiates his relatives, squats solemnly, enjoying the transportation service.

At first glance, one person and one dog still look alike.

Early in the morning, when Han Sibo went out to welcome the new tenant with a toothbrush in his hand, he saw such a miraculous scene.

He couldn't hold back his laughter, and while walking up to meet him quickly, he raised his voice and shouted loudly.

"Teacher Zou, Teacher Wen! Someone is coming home!"

The author has something to say: Little Yellow Dog: This little brother is really good-looking, let's talk about it after taking him home.