Feng Shuiqing's hair stood on end, and he quickly retracted his hand, his head buzzing, feeling annoyed and ashamed.
After this stroke of the mandrill, Hyun Chen felt numbness in his back and his Adam's apple rolled.
He suppressed his impulse and leaned into her ear: "If I want to, are you willing?"
Feng Shui Qing also swallowed his saliva, resentful and horrified: "No... no no... no..."
An expected answer.
He was not surprised.
Memories filled his mind like falling snow.
That night, he and she were poisoned by Hualiu. He could have controlled himself, but...
Her plaintive cries, her empty eyes.
Like the deepest and most terrifying nightmare in the dark night, it pierces the chest with its sharp claws!
Take out his heart which is still beating and dripping with blood.
At that time, he had no memory and no emotions.
But he was still covered in tears by her.
But in this life, he has to wait for her to be willing.
Only then will he be able to untie his knot.
and owe her.
"Okay, you can sleep a little longer."
Xuancheng stood up and put on a gray and ink python robe embroidered with dragon patterns.
He turned his head and looked at the little girl who was still hiding under the quilt: "I'll go to the academy first and come back to feed you breakfast."
She rolled her eyes at him and tucked her head into the quilt, not wanting to look at him anymore.
"Xiao Tiantian, can you exchange the sweetness for a key? Open the shackles and I can escape!"
After Xuanchen Mandrill left for a while, Feng Shuiqing called out in his consciousness.
"It's okay, but what will he do when he finds out?"
"Well... the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. It's better than being locked here all the time! And you have to do what Aunt Lin did!"
Xiao Tiantian felt reasonable: "Okay, here...the key has been changed, here it is for you."
Feng Shui Qing felt a cold touch on his palms. He quickly opened the shackles on his hands and feet and moved his sore wrists and ankles.
I exchanged my sweet points for a palace maid's dress and prepared to escape secretly.
As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Feng Shuiqing was attracted by a half-hanging painting at the end of the room.
What can only be seen clearly is that the content of the painting is the hem of a woman's skirt.
OK!
The grievances in her stomach suddenly surged.
He doesn't let me have a private meeting with another man, but he actually has a painting of a woman hidden in his room?!
A ghost man who only allows himself to kill people and set fires! He doesn’t allow others to light lamps!!!
Big pervert!!!
I don't know if it's jealousy or frustration.
Feng Shui Qing moved towards the painting in small steps.
The closer she got, the strange and strange feeling began to slowly arise in her heart...
Opening the scroll, there is a girl with a bun in a bun.
Wearing a water-red raccoon fur cloak with a lily of the valley pattern, the tip of her little nose turned red from the cold.
His teeth are like shells in his mouth, and his hands are holding snow.
His smiling face makes people look at him with affection and affection.
this……
Isn’t this...my childhood?!
Her head felt like it was exploding!
She deeply remembered that the raccoon fur cloak was handmade by her mother, stitch by stitch.
Finished it before she died, she loved it so much.
It has only been worn once and is still well kept in the cabinet.
how?!
Is there such a painting in the Hyunchen Mandrill Palace?
Obviously she only wore that cloak once in the house...how could he...
Just when Feng Shui Qing was puzzled, her temples felt like being pricked by needles, giving her a splitting headache.
I had to let go and put the painting back where it belonged, and quickly lay on the bed hoping to feel better.
But the pain gradually spread all over the body, and the consciousness became more and more blurred...
…
The goose-feather heavy snow connects the sky and the earth into a vast expanse of white, and the northwest wind howls through every corner.
In the palace, the brown bluestone bricks have long disappeared.
Looking from afar, the ground is piled with silver and jade.
Every time you step on it, you will sink deeply into a thick layer of white frost.
Feng Shuiqing, who had just celebrated her sixth birthday, was held by her father, while her mother held an umbrella to cover the snow for them.
They were going to the palace to attend the winter banquet today.
It was the first time for Feng Shuiqing to come to the palace, and he was full of curiosity about everything. He looked around here and there.
If it hadn't snowed too hard, her father would have held her in his arms for fear that she would catch cold.
She must travel all over this majestic palace.
Halfway through the banquet, Feng Shuiqing was about to fall asleep and sneaked out of the hall.
She heard that the plum blossoms in the palace were in full bloom right now, so she naturally wanted to find out.
Before reaching the Blood Plum Garden, Feng Shuiqing heard a trembling voice of endorsement.
She walked away in search of the sound, saw the small door open, and slipped in.
I saw a little boy with bare feet and thin clothes, arms wrapped around his arms, and his little face turned purple from the cold.
He seemed to be reciting "The Synopsis of Chenghua" in his mouth.
Because she had heard her second brother read it, she had some impressions.
Feng Shui Qing saw that his shoulders were hunched up from the cold, his hands and feet were shrinking, and he quickly put the heater in his hand into his arms: "Hurry up and cover it, it's so cold that you'll freeze to death."
The little boy didn't appreciate it. His arms sank and the stove fell into the snow.
"Get away."
"Ah! You don't know how to praise me. I really care about you so much!"
Although Feng Shui Qing is much shorter than the little boy, he is taller in aura.
She put her hands on her hips, muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, picked up the heater and turned away.
"thump……"
Before she could walk out the door, Feng Shuiqing heard a muffled sound coming from behind her.
It turned out that the little boy who looked to be a few years older than him fainted and fell to the ground.
She wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't bear it.
I had no choice but to grab a pair of his arms and drag him from the snow to a nearby room.
After that, he took off his cloak, wrapped him tightly, and stuffed the hand stove into his ice-cold palms.
After a long while, the boy woke up, feeling warm all over.
He saw the little girl squatting next to her, holding her chin in her hands, dozing off in a daze.
Looking at her delicate and lovely sleeping face, his heart, which was riddled with holes and was about to rot, seemed to be healing bit by bit and beating slowly...
"Qingqing! Qingqing!!! Where are you!?"
The sudden anxious shouting startled Feng Shuiqing out of her sleep.
She straightened up quickly and saw that the little boy was gone, and her cloak was folded and placed squarely on the ground.
What a strange person!
She curled her lips, rushed out of the door, and ran quickly in search of her father's voice.
In the next few days, there was a snowstorm in the south.
As the Chief Envoy of the DPRK, my father had to stay in the palace every day to discuss disaster relief matters with the emperor.
For some reason, Feng Shuiqing was particularly concerned about the strange boy carrying a book with bare feet, so she begged her father to take her into the palace.
On this day, the snow stopped and the wind stopped, and the sky was clear and clear.
After the sun shines away, the entire land is covered with silver and covered with snow.
There are tiny, bright light spots hidden in the snow like stars, making people unable to open their eyes.
She tried her luck and sneaked back to the place where she met the little boy last time, and actually saw him.
Perhaps out of gratitude, he was not as irritable and fierce as before, but said indifferently: "Thank you for that day."
"Little things, little things!"
Feng Shui Qing ran up to him and looked at him carefully.
It turns out that this boy looks so beautiful that he looks like a porcelain doll!
The eyelashes are even longer than hers!
"What's your name? My name is Feng Shui Qing!"
"weep……"
The boy wanted to blurt out his real name, but looking at Yuxue's bright smiling face, he was afraid that revealing his identity would scare her away.
He simply made up a lie: "Ajiu, my name is Ajiu."
"Ajiu..." Feng Shuiqing muttered, tilted his head, and smiled even more cutely: "You are a strange person, and your name is so strange! Are you the little eunuch in the palace? Why are you not wearing eunuch uniform?
Why are you memorizing books barefoot in the snow again? Did the master punish you?"
"Well...it was my mother...my mother who punished me."
"Your mother is so cruel! My mother is not willing to treat me like this."
Feng Shuiqing looked at his thin and frail body with pity and a little resentment.
After a second thought, I held the snow in both hands and brought it to him.
He showed his teeth and smiled: "Seeing that you are all alone, why don't we build a snowman together!"
This smile is like a gentle and warm spring breeze.
From his eyes, it entered my heart.
The frozen Heart of Death Lake has several winding cracks.
There is the sound of gurgling water and waves.
In the next few days, Feng Shuiqing came to see Ah Jiu every day.
The two were either having a snowball fight or trampling the snow into various patterns with their feet.
It makes me unhappy that you are chasing after me.
Twelve-year-old Ah Jiu felt so at ease and happy for the first time in her life.
He didn't dare to expect too much, he just hoped to see her every day.
The good times did not last long, and one afternoon when the ice and snow melted, the queen learned about it.
His identity could no longer be hidden and exposed.
After being whipped, Ah Jiu went to the "secret base" to look for her.
But he saw that Feng Shuiqing's face was full of sadness, and even the way he looked at him seemed like a different person.
"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you?"
Feng Shui Qing broke off a branch of plum blossoms and was twisting it absentmindedly in his hands.
Startled by the voice, she quickly raised her head and looked into his concerned eyes.
"Hmph!" She pouted her little mouth: "You liar! You are clearly His Highness the Ninth Prince, yet you lied to me that you were Ah Jiu! Aren't we good friends? Why did you lie to me?"
Hyun Chenxiao's eyes suddenly dimmed.
It turns out that she... also cares about my identity and starts to alienate me?
Feng Shui Qing saw that he lowered his head and swept his face with plum blossoms: "To punish you for lying to me! Go and fold more plum blossoms for me! I'm too short and can't reach..."
"you……"
Hyun Chenxiao was startled suddenly and thought it was a dream in disbelief.
I had to speak cautiously: "You... aren't you afraid of me?"
"Afraid of you?" Feng Shuiqing blinked his watery eyes, "Why are we afraid of you? Aren't we good friends? I'm just angry that you lied! Go and fold plum blossoms for me!"
"good friend……"
Hyun Chen Xiao murmured in a daze.
Suddenly, a ray of extremely bright sunlight seemed to shine through the ink-stained haze in my heart.
When darkness meets light, it struggles to fade away quickly.
These memories of meeting and playing with Feng Shui Qing are like a warm current.
Let the heart that has been frozen so hard melt away.
It was her in his darkest and most painful days.
Hold up the golden and warm sunshine, put it in your hands, and let it flow into your heart.
As I thought about it, my eyes became moist.
Feng Shui Qing was even more confused when he saw his appearance, so he had to sincerely console him: "Okay, okay! Don't cry! I am your good friend! Then forgive you! People... always look good when they smile!"
…
Feng Shuiqing only knew that he had had a long dream, and his nose was filled with the familiar fragrance of pine and plum.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw the worried and embarrassed face of Hyunchen Mandrill.
Then, she felt herself being held tighter.
The man's voice was hoarse and frightened, trembling and weak.
The warm breath wraps around the ears:
"Feng Shuiqing, I'm so afraid of losing you." This chapter has been completed!