The young man stared blankly at the white jade-like hand stretched out, glowing in the sunlight.
Zeelan, the name is really nice.
"Zelan..." He read the name.
"Yes, what about you? What's your name?" Zelan retracted his hand, not feeling embarrassed, smiling coquettishly, with a cute expression, which made people feel comfortable inexplicably.
"You can call me Xiao Wu!" the boy said.
Zelan's eyes were bright and she was a little happy, "What a coincidence, my father is also ranked fifth, but my mother calls him the fifth child!"
The young man looked at her smile and his heart skipped a beat.
Zelan looked at him, "Are you the emperor?"
The young man's face turned cold, "What did he tell you? He asked you to get close to me?"
Zelan shook his head, "My guess is that the emperor of the Jin Kingdom ranks fifth, and they call you the Young Master. I guess you are the emperor of the Jin Kingdom."
However, I heard that the Emperor of Jin was only ten years old, so why did he look like he was thirteen or fourteen years old? He looked old?
The young man remained silent, his lips pursed slightly, and his face looked even colder.
Zelan didn't seem to feel his indifference, and said warmly: "I live in that igloo, you have time to come and play with me!"
"You are his guest. Unless he asks you to come close to me, it is impossible for me to come and play with you." There was no light in the young man's eyes, and there was a dead silence.
Zelan curled his lips and smiled, "Why do you have to listen to him? I don't completely listen to my father. I have to make my own decision."
The young man sneered, "You are a child and you don't know anything."
Zelan tilted his head, his little face shining, "You are also a child. Children can make mistakes occasionally. If adults argue with children, it is always the adults who are wrong. Everyone in the world knows this truth."
The young man looked at her, his eyes seemed touched.
Zelan spit out his flaming tongue, then retracted it in an instant. He leaned over with his soft little body, suppressing his voice so that the guards would not hear him, "You made a mistake when you were thirteen, and he must forgive you, but you are ten."
If you make a mistake when you are eight years old, he can take your head."
The young man's face suddenly changed, and he looked at her sharply. For a moment, he didn't know that he asked her to say this sentence. It was really a piece of advice given by chance, or maybe it was just a child's unintentional words.
However, this sentence means a lot to him.
His blue eyes gradually turned light red.
Zelan looked at it, smiled slightly, and turned back to look at the igloo at the bottom of the lake. It actually began to dissolve gradually.
See, fire can melt ice, Zeelan smiled happily.
"Little brother, we will meet again!" Zelan said.
The young man grabbed her wrist and stared at her, "Ten years later, if I am not dead, I will come and marry you!"
Zeelan's smile became more and more crooked, "Then you will be beaten to death by my father."
"I'm not afraid. No matter how cruel your father is, he can't be more fierce than the person I have to deal with!" the young man said in a suppressed voice.
Zelan doesn't think so. Her father is not fierce, but if someone wants to marry her, he can be very fierce, even cruel enough to kill someone.
"How old are you this year?" Zeelan asked him, always asking how old he will be in ten years and whether he has reached the legal age for marriage.
The young man hesitated for a moment, "I am thirteen years old, but he keeps telling others that I am ten years old."
Zelan understood that if he was thirteen years old, he would have three years to return the country to him. If he was only ten years old, he would have six years to go. The king of Zhen had tampered with his age.
"You are the only person besides him who knows my age." The young man suddenly became wary.
"This is our secret!" Zelan smiled Qiao Qiao.
"Secret?" The young man muttered these two words.
She jumped back into her boat and landed steadily. There was not a single ripple in the water. The sunlight came straight through, illuminating her fair skin and light red eyes. When she turned around, she seemed to be carrying a mysterious figure.
All the beauty in the world is gone.
There is still a burning sensation on the young man's fingers. It seems that he has never felt any warmth after being cold for a long time. This feeling of warmth and even burning is what it is.