Dianshang is a small town on the border between Zimo and Xuan Kingdom. Xuanyuan Ye said that when he was ten years old, for fun, he ran alone to the prairie outside the city of Zimo Dianshang and met Zi Yihan there.
At that time, there was no burden of country or responsibility in their eyes. The two children were similar in age, so they quickly made friends. After getting tired from playing, they both got lost. Before they could find their way back after dark, they met a group of hungry people.
Wolf.
For nine cold days, it was hard to find any trace of birds or animals in the grasslands. The wolves must have been hungry for a long time. When they saw the eyes of the two children flashing with a faint blue light, a life-and-death war began.
At that time, Zi Yihan and Xuanyuan Ye encountered difficulties for the first time in their lives, and it was also the first time they understood killing. They knew that if they fell, they would become the prey of hungry wolves. Zi Yihan relied on a soft sword, Xuanyuan Ye
Ye clenched the knife he carried with him, and kept dodging and attacking, until the last wolf fell down, covered in blood, and exhausted, they lay down on the grass with confidence.
Finally, we roasted wolf meat and had a hearty meal before returning home.
Recalling the past, Zi Yihan's face was slightly moved: "If you and I weren't hostile, maybe we could become friends."
"So I'm here," Xuanyuan Ye put down the tea cup, put his hands on the table naturally, leaned his head on the cross of his hands, and stared at Zi Yihan unblinkingly: "I'm here this time, I don't want to
Hit me again."
Xuanyuan Ye, this person does not let go easily. Once he lets go, his mind has been made up. Zi Yihan understands this.
Xuanyuan Ye, this person, never says things a second time. Saying things repeatedly is sincerity enough. Zi Yihan also understands this.
"They chose a princess for you." Zi Yihan avoided the topic and said.
"Haha, this thing turns out to be true," Xuanyuan Ye smiled: "Are you sure you didn't have a hand in this matter?" He stared into Zi Yihan's eyes: "I think you can tell, I
The woman I like is a little girl."
How could Zi Yihan not know that the little girl Xuanyuan Ye was talking about was Han Mengxiao, but he said coldly: "I have no interest in knowing about the woman that Prince Xuanyuan likes, so just don't put your thoughts on Prince Han's palace."
Otherwise, you know what the consequences will be!"
Zi Yihan said this as a warning.
"Okay," Xuanyuan Ye's eyes dimmed and he said, "Tell me, how about your princess?"
Zi Yihan expected that Xuanyuan Ye would not let go of Han Mengxiao easily, but she never thought that he would be interested in knowing about the marriage to the princess. She gave him a strange look and said: "That princess is not a good person, she is very good at what she does.
, and," Zi Yihan paused, then said: "She is definitely not of my race."
"An alien race?" Xuanyuan Ye frowned: "Interesting, which race?"
"I don't know," Zi Yihan said truthfully, "I can't cultivate immortality, so I can't see it." As for whether he can't see it or is unwilling to see it, Zi Yihan doesn't want to care anyway.
"It's so sad." Xuanyuan Ye spread his hands and said, "Why did you let this foreigner become the princess? Do you want to see my joke?" He suddenly stood up: "Tell me, tell me,
How come we are two unlucky guys in this world? Zi Yihan, I have wanted to ask you a long time ago. Did you and I have any grudges in our previous life that have not been resolved clearly? You can't cultivate immortality, and I can't cultivate immortality either.