The emperor was stunned. A man who had experienced countless conspiracies, struggles, and vicissitudes of life was shocked by the momentum emanating from a child.
Very similar to Feng Nanjin, but very different.
Feng Nanjin is cold and stern, resolute, and his every word and deed has the power to shock people. This kind of strength is exposed, direct, and difficult to resist.
Xiaobai, on the other hand, looks exactly like Nan Jin with elegant and noble eyes, and an unspeakable calmness in her weird smile. She seems to be watching a clown perform on the stage with cold eyes, but she is the one who paid the money, but is not satisfied with his acting skills.
The audience is laughing.
Her eyes were arrogant and calm, but her tone was gentle, elegant and reserved. This was very different from Feng Nanjin.
One is like the wind blowing over the snowfield, cold and harsh, and the other is like the lake water in March, pure and clear.
The emperor's shocked expression slowly faded away. What a powerful child, with such a small body, but such a shocking courage. Who among the little ancestors of the Xiao family can be as outstanding as her?
"Such a sharp-tongued daughter, she is a good daughter he trained. Xiaobai, look at this palace, maybe she will say goodbye to her parents forever!" The emperor's voice was soft and seductive, with a bit of malicious sharpness. He didn't believe a girl who was still in the arms of her parents.
A coquettish child can really look so calm on the outside.
Even if it is water, it will drop a stone on the calm lake surface and cause ripples.
Xiaobai smiled, "Farewell? What is farewell?"
The child's voice was full of curiosity and confusion. It seemed that in her limited knowledge, she did not understand the meaning of farewell. Her eyes, as cold as ice, were still elegant and noble, with a kind of inviolable holiness.
The emperor was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Isn't your father very knowledgeable? Hasn't he ever told you what a farewell is?"
Xiaobai was confused, his eyes as clear as spring water seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy mist, and his little cherry mouth curled up, half smiling but not confused, and said: "My father will only teach me what I need to know. As for
He doesn’t need to teach me unnecessary knowledge. For example, fear? cowardice? or request? Dad didn’t teach me, maybe because he thinks that I don’t need to know what farewell means, because farewell will not appear in our lives.
At least not until he teaches me!"
The emperor's smile stopped, and he stood up from the dragon chair with a swoosh. His pearls were shining, his tassels were hanging lightly, and he slowly approached Xiao Bai. His handsome face was as gloomy as a dark June sky, with a look of storm approaching, which was shocking.
"What an amazing mouth!" The emperor's slender fingers slowly moved up Xiaobai's beautiful face, seemingly not touching such delicate skin. They were sliding slowly, like snakes, and slowly swam to her neck.
, seems to be tightened and cut off.
The body temperature of the fingers, some coolness, crossed Xiaobai's face, like a little snake spitting out a cold snake message, issuing a warning of life. The child's eyes were as calm as a pool of spring water, without any trace of fear, as if he was in front of her.
Yes, it was a loving elder who was caressing her and praising her.
"Do you want to kill me?" Xiaobai asked with a smile. The moment the emperor's hand tightened on his neck, he suddenly asked.
That smile, like the morning dew and the morning sun reflecting off each other, is as magnificent as before.
The emperor was shaken by the sudden smile. He looked at Xiaobai at such a close distance with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and murmured in a daze, "You look very much like the same person!"
Xiaobai smiled, "My father and I are printed from the same mold!"
The child's tone seemed quite proud. The emperor was slightly stunned. No, it was not like Nan Jin. He suddenly frowned and stood up. His tone was unsteady and even a little panicked, "Ghosting, take her away!"
"Your Majesty, if something goes wrong between my parents or the Feng family, you'd better eliminate the root cause and avoid future troubles. Otherwise, one day, you will regret it!" Xiaobai said politely and politely, with a calm expression on his expressionless face.
of shyness.
The emperor's eyes narrowed in panic, and he suddenly wanted to laugh loudly. It turned out to be that man's daughter. How dare you threaten him at such a young age?
Not only was he not angry, he didn't feel that the imperial power was being provoked. He just found it interesting. Such a young child was so sensitive. He couldn't wait to see what she could do?
He always thought that she was Feng Nanjin's daughter, but now Xiao Jue told him that she was a descendant of the Xiao family.
The emperor couldn't tell what it felt like to have half the blood of the Xiao family. Is it really such a coincidence?
His mind turned over and over again, secretly analyzing the powerful relationship. If the child was also the daughter of the Xiao family, then the matter would be much more difficult!
He clenched his hands slightly, and the already dark space became three points darker.
"Brother, don't hurt her. Where is Xiaobai?" Xiao Jue relaxed and asked in a pleading manner. For the sake of his daughter, he would rather make an exception again.
"What a messy relationship!" The usually calm emperor didn't know what he thought of, and he suddenly cursed and glared at Xiao Jue fiercely, as if all this was his fault.
Xiao Jue's heart sank, "Brother?"
The emperor's eyes were extremely sinister.
Feng Nanjin, Xiao Jue, and Fang Liusu, the relationship between these three people has become more complicated. After having a child, it is really confusing and confusing.
No, we can’t go on like this!
"She's fine!" The emperor's eyes returned to calmness, and the gaffe just now was completely hidden.
"Where? I want to see her right away!"
The emperor was silent, and Xiao Jue said urgently: "Brother, please, where is Xiaobai? Brother, please!"
The emperor looked at Xiao Jue and sighed helplessly, "Go to Qiushui Village!"
Xiao Jue was surprised and kowtowed, "Thank you, brother!"
He left Longfu Palace in a hurry. After he left, the emperor's eyes narrowed gloomily, Xiao Jue, don't blame me for being cruel!
In the Qingliu Hall, the man's tall and handsome figure stands firmly on the roof. He is as handsome as stepping on the moon and riding the wind. His black hair is flying, and his white clothes are whiter than the snow. There is an indescribable and thrilling beauty.
He could see the huge palace at a glance, Nan Jin sat firmly on the glazed tiles, and took out the purple bamboo flute from his sleeves. A clear sound slowly overflowed from his lips and spread melodiously throughout the entire palace.
The moon is clear and the night has passed.
White clothes, purple flute.
It is as beautiful as an elegant ink painting.
The sound of Xiao followed the air and was transmitted to his beloved woman.
If she could hear it, she should be able to understand it, with longing, comfort, and affectionate and unrepentant Xiaos...
Being able to accompany her through the long nights and comfort her restless heart.
Liusu heard it and smiled as brightly as a flower under the moonlight.
Nanjin, I heard it!
Suddenly, a flying bird was hovering in the air. Nan Jin finished the song and blew a whistle. The bird swooped down. He took off the white scroll, glanced at it, his face became happy, he stood up suddenly, and flew outside the palace...