"Uncle, my mother said that every child should have a handkerchief so that his hands will not get dirty. Uncle, your mother didn't prepare a handkerchief for you, right? My handkerchief is for you. This is my handkerchief."
My mother embroidered it for me."
Xiao Qiluo placed the handkerchief, which was no bigger than his palm, very seriously into Zhu Minglie's hand.
"Mother..." Zhu Minglie lowered his eyes and looked at the handkerchief in his hand. The white silk was embroidered with small red flowers. The embroiderer seemed to be very bad at it. The flowers were embroidered regularly and unevenly. On the handkerchief
It still smelled like a child's milk. His cold and hard heart was suddenly touched by something, and he murmured.
Doesn’t this kid know that the blood on his hands is human blood?
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Qiluo noticed that the tall man in front of him had been looking at the handkerchief.
"What's your name?" Zhu Minglie folded the veil and put it on his chest.
"Uncle, my name is Jun Qiluo, and what about you?" Xiao Qiluo not only answered her own name, but also didn't forget to ask his name.
"Uncle, I am your uncle. From now on, you can call me this." The fourth prince symbolizes indifference and ruthlessness, while the uncle is an uncle who can help the little girl wipe her nose and blow her ears.
Zhu Minglie took out a small dagger as long as a finger from his body and put it into Qiluo's small hand, "Qiluo, this is for you. As long as you come to uncle with it in the future, uncle will promise you anything."
"Yes!" Xiao Qiluo took the small dagger, looked at it carefully, and nodded heavily.
Zhu Minglie patted her head, turned and left.
A black robe floated up, leaving only a melancholy arc.
At this time, he did not expect that later, Xiao Qiluo came to him with a dagger and asked him to agree to give up what he cherished most.
"Sir, do you want to go back to the palace?" Luo Nian, the close guard beside him, asked for instructions.
"No, let's go to the palace and go to the cold palace. I haven't greeted her for a long time. Maybe she still misses me."
Zhu Minglie's always cold and ruthless back suddenly became a little lonely. The sycamore leaves fell down and landed on his shoulders. He walked away among the leaves.
*
Inside the pawn shop.
Qin Liusu took off the jade pendant on his body and handed it to the pawnshop owner with both hands.
The shopkeeper took the jade pendant and took a look at it. His face suddenly turned pale, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees.
[This novel will be very shocking later on, so cherish the sweet and relaxing chapter I am giving you now]