She's duplicitous and addicted to lying, but she's so cool.
The world is too small. He just goes out to relax, look at the scenery and meet them.
The man's eyes narrowed coldly, letting the breeze blow his silver robe, and the green hair flowing from the waterfall was dancing gracefully. He stood quietly under a wild peach tree, looking up at the full moon in the sky, letting the peach blossoms resemble red rain.
It fell and flew around him in the sky.
How comfortable is it to have a drink at this time?
I remembered that when they were children and played here, they buried wine under this peach tree. It has been many years now. This wine must be more fragrant and mellow.
On the other side of the lake, Wei Yangche always had a warm smile on his face. He saw that there were thorns on the road and it was difficult to walk, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the long hand.
"Be careful, I'm holding your hand." Weiyang Che walked in front, and when his hand touched Chang Le's warm little hand, his heart warmed slightly.
This was the first time Chang Le was held by someone in ancient times. His hands had clear joints and were very warm, giving him a very reassuring feeling.
He just held her gently, one behind the other, walking among the flowers and green grass.
"This place is really beautiful. I will definitely come here often in the future." Changle felt a little sweet in his heart. He didn't expect that the prince was so approachable.
At this time, the man who jumped up the tree idly was already sitting on the treetop holding an ancient bronze wine bottle. He leaned lazily on the tree pole and swayed slightly in the air with his feet.
As soon as he saw the two people holding hands, his eyes were full of rage. He unscrewed the wine bottle, raised his head and took a big sip.
The cool wine flowed down the perfectly curved chin, his pair of eyes narrowed dangerously, and his whole body was filled with violent anger.
My thoughts gradually returned to my childhood, when he was fourteen and she was eight.
He is no longer young, and has already worn armor and gone to the battlefield. He spends every day in classes on poetry and history, and military strategy. He always feels depressed and boring.
In the spring of that year, the Sixth Prince, who was a few years younger than him, suddenly said that it was very fun among the people. There was a very important lantern party. Everyone would draw a lantern, and then they would dress up as eunuchs and sneak out to play.
He snorted disdainfully. As timid as the Sixth Prince was, he naturally had to pretend to be a eunuch. He didn't have to, he just rode a Zaojing horse, wore a cape, picked up the palace lantern he had painted, and rushed out of the palace gate.
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Naturally, the guards guarding the city did not dare to stop him, so they had to send people to follow him quietly. He wanted to go out for some fresh air, so how could he let these people follow him.
So he finally got rid of the guards and rode towards the so-called main street alone.
Unexpectedly, he was too arrogant and did not notice the trap in front of the street. His horse tripped hard on the rope that others had tied on the road, causing him to fall to the ground.
At this time, two little girls, one tall and one short, rushed out from the alley. The little girl running at the front was wearing a white palace dress. Her first words when she saw him fall to the ground were:
It's not an apology, it's not comfort, it's not self-blame.
Instead, there was a look of disappointment on his face: "Why isn't it His Highness Prince Jing? Liu'er, didn't you say that Prince Jing would pass by here?"
As soon as she mentioned King Jing, he understood from then on that in her heart, there was only King Jing and nothing else.
Unfortunately, he fell to the ground and had a lot of dust on his face. After she saw him for the second time, she covered her mouth and laughed: "He looks so ugly!"