Hua Wushang put his slender white jade-like fingers on Yun Xiao's wrist, and said after a long time, "It's useless to catch up." He glanced at Yuehua with a heavy gaze, and said in a sharp tone, "You'd better pray that this matter will be with you."
It’s irrelevant, otherwise I won’t care whether you are a princess or not.”
All the tears in Yuehua's eyes disappeared. She vaguely felt what happened, but couldn't figure it out.
Hua Wushang lowered his eyes, held Yun Xiao in his arms, and left Prince Zhao's Mansion
Under the silver-white moonlight, Yun Xiao's delicate face was even more beautiful, but Hua Wushang didn't have the slightest intention to look at it. He walked all the way, but not towards Prince Xu's Mansion, but along the direction of Yanyuan.
"What's going on?" Yan Meng and Yunying stood by the bed and watched Yun Xiao lying quietly on the bed. Although her face was normal and rosy, something must have happened to Hua Wushang's expression.
Hua Wushang moved her lips, but didn't know how to continue. Yan Meng's eyes darkened, and he put his hand on Yun Xiao's fair wrist. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's just amnesia."
"Amnesia?!" Yunying was surprised. She didn't understand why a good person suddenly lost his memory.
Hua Wushang remained silent and turned Yun Xiao's palm over. The red line in her palm was faintly like a thread, which looked extremely strange in this quiet night.
The expressions of Yan Meng and Yunying also changed suddenly.
Yun Xiao stroked his forehead, woke up leisurely, and grinned at Yan Meng and Yunying, "Mom, dad, why don't you go to bed so late?"
Yunying forced a smile on her face, pointed at Hua Wushang and asked, "Do you still remember him?"
Yun Xiao followed the direction she pointed and saw a handsome man with picturesque features standing in front of her. "How could there be a strange man in my room in the middle of the night?"
Hua Wushang's hands trembled under his sleeves
"He is a bad guy. He lurks around you just to kill your parents." Suddenly a cold voice sounded in Yun Xiao's mind.
With sharp eyes, he jumped up from the bed, drew out the long sword from Yunying's waist and stabbed Hua Wushang.
Hua Wushang stood there quietly, looking at her calmly, as if the person she wanted to kill was not him, but someone else.
Yun Xiao felt that his eyes were so familiar, but she clearly didn't have him in her mind. The sword in her hand continued unabated, and the sword wind swept towards the person opposite.
Just when she was only one millimeter away from him, the sword in her hand was knocked out. Mo Yan stood in front of her, his eyes filled with anger, "How can you kill the prince?! Anyone can kill him, except
You alone can’t do it!”
The next question he wanted to ask was stopped by Hua Wushang.
Yun Xiao always felt that his eyes were so familiar, but she didn't have the slightest impression in her mind: "Who knows what kind of bullshit prince in your family! Take your master and get out immediately! Otherwise, don't blame my aunt for being ruthless with the sword!"
Hua Wushang lowered his head, smiled slightly, and said with infinite sadness in his voice, "Okay, I'll go."
In the blink of an eye, his white figure left here
"It's incomprehensible," Yun Xiao muttered, "Mom and dad, you go to bed earlier."
Yan Meng and Yunying looked at each other, sighed, and left
Yun Xiao opened her palm, but the red line in her palm never went away. She frowned and a red and voluptuous figure flew in from the window and stood in front of her bed. When Yun Xiao saw this figure, she curled her lips and smiled.
He smiled, stood up, and ran towards his arms...
Four years later, the Nanchang Imperial Palace
"Prince, wait a minute, slave!" A twelve or thirteen-year-old palace maid in a green dress chased a three-year-old boy.
And on the little boy's shoulder was a white, furry little animal that resembled a white mouse but was not a white mouse.
This little boy has a chubby face, round eyes, long eyelashes, and a tall nose. He is more beautiful than the person walking out of the painting.
"Stop! I've told you many times, don't call me prince. Mother said I'm not prince." The little boy immediately stopped and turned around to glare at the palace maid in green skirt.
"You are the prince. You are the emperor's only son. How can you not be the prince?" The palace maid looked at the little one in front of her with some amused eyes.
It is said that the Emperor of Dongyun Kingdom brought back a beautiful woman four years ago and married her as his queen despite all opinions.
In the past four years, the emperor only favored the queen day and night, while the other concubines stayed alone in the empty bed day and night, resulting in few heirs except the little boy in front of him.
One can imagine how favored this little boy is, and his status is no less than that of his mother.
In the Imperial Garden, a man and woman with extraordinary looks sit opposite each other in the pavilion.
"Didn't I impress you at all in the past few years?" Xi Feng was still dressed in red, sitting opposite a beautiful woman, looking at her with complicated eyes.
"I said, no matter how much you do, it's useless." An ethereal, elegant voice came from the woman's mouth.
"No! It's impossible!" The man's charming peach blossom eyes were full of pain, and he looked unwillingly at the woman with a determined look in front of him.
In the past four years, it can be said that he has tried different tricks to make her happy every day, relying on her for everything. The only condition is that she is not allowed to leave the palace.
"I'm going to rest." Yun Xiao still faced him with a cold face, not caring about the slightest fluctuation in his mood.
"Since you came back to Nanchang with me, why don't you give me a chance and give yourself a chance?!" Xi Feng's eyes were full of anger.
Yun Xiao looked at him for a long time and sighed, "You don't have love for me, but possessiveness. What you can't get is the best." Coming to Nanchang with him four years ago was just a temporary solution.
Xi Feng stood up with a cold expression, sent her back to her palace, and left with heavy steps.
Yun Xiao lowered his head and glanced at the palm of his hand. The red line in his palm had faded away, and he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. He pursed his lips and smiled.
"Mother! He's gone." The little boy who was called the prince just now ran in and threw himself into Yun Xiao's arms. Xiao Bing, who was lying on his shoulder, changed his position and jumped directly onto Yun Xiao's left shoulder.
Yun Xiao was about to slap Xiao Bing, but she looked at her pitifully with her eyes and kept tickling Yun Xiao.
Yun Xiao rolled her eyes at it, forget it, just let it stay like this for the sake of taking care of its son in the past few years.
"Tell mother, have Mumu been obedient today?" Yun Xiao looked at him with a smile on his face.