The small figure stood quietly in front of Huayang Palace. She was dressed in a light black robe. Her long black hair was slightly tied up. She was not wearing the Taoist purple lotus crown. The mysterious light around her body was not visible. She was holding the red one in one hand.
wooden box.
Seeing this person, the two palace slaves in front of Huayang Palace immediately bowed. Over the past few days, they had known this person's origins and his status was beyond their level. They immediately said in unison and bowed.
"Master wants to enter Huayang Palace, I will go and report it now!"
The palace slave in gray clothes on the right slowly took a small step forward and bowed again. Although he was a little surprised that the master stayed in front of Huayang Palace, the matters between the nobles were not known to them.
"No, just wait and pretend I don't exist."
He waved his hand gently and glanced at the two palace slaves in front of him. He had no interest in entering Huayang Palace to see the Queen Mother of Huayang Ancestor. After saying this, the two palace slaves nodded in response and returned to their original positions without saying anything else.
At the same time, the Huayang Palace has a vast area and is full of prosperity and grandeur. As the most noble person in the entire Xianyang Palace, everything inside is naturally the best in Qin.
The pavilions are arranged in an orderly manner, and the appearance is distinctive. The black color respected by the Qin Dynasty means solemnity. The internal pavilions and winding corridors are vaguely traditional architectural structures that do not belong to the Qin Dynasty, and they look quite mysterious.
The maids passed by one after another without making any sound, so as not to disturb the nobles. In the huge Huayang Palace, under the shroud of spiritual consciousness, there was not much sound, except for the crisp sound that was whirling in Zhou Qing's ears at this moment.
"Master, run slowly and be careful where you step!"
"Master!"
"..."
Within the many pavilions, under the spiritual awareness, there should be a square in front of Huayang Palace. It was just after noon, and in the large and empty square, a group of girls in red clothes who were fifteen or sixteen years old were standing in all directions.
They stood scattered, with their eyes focused on one person in the center.
Each of the maids is very beautiful, with good facial features and graceful figure. They are dressed in palace slave attire, with their slender and soft arms stretched out, looking at each person with a very nervous expression.
The man was not old, but looked to be two or three years old. He was more than three feet tall. He was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, his hair was tied up in a child's bun, and he looked a little yellow in the darkness. His lips were red and his teeth were white.
Delicate face.
At this moment, she was running around happily, with a hint of joy in her smart dark eyes. She looked at the actions of the maids around her and seemed to find them even more interesting.
He was running around on the hard ground of the square with his feet on the embroidered cloud shoes, dodging the figures of the maids one after another. He was quite content with himself, laughing and reverberating in his childish voice.
For this child, running around is very satisfying, but for the maids around him, it is not the same. Moreover, watching the young master running quickly, everyone can't help but feel nervous.
This is the direct descendant of the Great Qin Dynasty. The current king's legitimate son is named Fusu. After the death of his mother, Mrs. Zheng, he was brought up by the Empress Dowager Huayang. His status is extremely noble. If there is even the slightest mistake, his life will be damaged.
"Um?"
Suddenly, the young master Fusu, who was closely guarded by his maids, paused for a moment on his flawless white jade face. Something seemed to come to his ears, and it went straight into his heart, which was very tempting.
With a slight sigh, his small body turned slightly and looked in one direction on the square. Although there were many palace walls blocking it, looking through the eyes, he was exactly opposite to Zhou Qing's eyes.
Driven by instinct in her heart, her smart and lovely body moved straight and trotted towards the direction of the sound. Wherever she passed, the maids avoided one after another, but they followed closely.
Although they didn't understand why Young Master Fusu had changed his interest and stopped playing with them, as long as Young Master had no worries, they quickly glanced at each other, then quickened their pace and cleared the obstacles for Young Master Fusu in front.
After a hundred breaths, Young Master Fusu trotted all the way from the square in Huayang Palace to the entrance of the palace gate. In the distance, he saw a black figure standing there.
Xiao Xiao felt in his heart that it was the person calling him. He took a foot-long step and came to the person. He raised his head and looked at the person quietly, looking at him curiously.
"Are you Fusu?"
With just a few fingers, a wisp of Taoist Qi entered the body of the child in front of him, calming the other's rapid breathing and nourishing the other's meridians. He looked deeply at the other person up and down, smiled slightly, and said softly.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?"
Xiao Fusu opened his big round and bright eyes and looked at the other person curiously again. It seemed that he had never seen him before, but he knew him. The white and tender little hands in front of him were moving randomly in front of him.
Many of the maids following Fusu stood quietly. Although they did not know the identity of the young man in front of them, the palace slaves did not stop him. They thought he had some background. Even so, they still stood apart and waited quietly for help.
The departure of Mr. Su.
"Of course I know you."
"As for who I am? In a few years, maybe you will know, but that is not the point now. In three days, it will be your birthday, so this is my gift to you in advance!"
The foot-square mahogany box held in one hand was moving vigorously, slowly sinking and floating in front of Fusu. Another smile flashed across his face, he pointed at the small wooden box with one hand and said to little Fusu.
Looking at the joy and happiness on Fusu's face now, Zhou Qing felt that if history remained the same, then this would be the happiest period in Fusu's heart.
"A gift for me? Really?"
"Why...why didn't it fall?"
Hearing the word "gift", Xiao Fusu's big bright eyes suddenly smiled. A look of anticipation flashed on his delicate little face, and then he focused on the mahogany box in front of him. This matter was in vain.
sinking and floating in one's own chest.
Seeing a mahogany box standing in front of him out of thin air, little Fusu curiously bent down and looked under the wooden box. There was no support, nor any support on the front, back, left, or right, which was very strange.
"Open it and see if you like it?"
Facing little Fusu's expectant gaze, he pointed at the mahogany box again. The items inside were custom-made by himself. Although he didn't know whether Fusu would like it, it could be regarded as his own intention.
In this life, I am of the Ying Qin bloodline. From this point on, I can be regarded as Xiao Fusu's uncle. Now I am not the Taoist Tianzong Xuan Qingzi, but the fifth son of the Ying Qin clan Ying Qing, Zhuang Xiang, the late king - Zi Qing.
"Well, your movements are quite fast, Fusu, see you next year!"
Suddenly, when Zhou Qing was looking forward to seeing little Fusu opening the mahogany box, his spiritual sense felt a trace of helplessness flashing through the depths of his eyes, and with a single word, his body disappeared leisurely on the spot.