Talk about lovesickness late at night

That day, after Lian Sheng finished speaking, he disappeared into the twilight.

Wushuang didn't chase, and lay in bed with insomnia all night.Thinking of Lian Sheng, thinking of Mu Sisi, thinking of everything in Yuzhou City.I think about the carefree past and the difficult present.

Lian Cheng was angry, it was impossible for her to go to Situ's mansion to look for him, she only hoped that time would dilute everything and let him dissipate quickly.She knew Lian Cheng well, her temper came and went quickly.

But this time she was wrong.

Since that day, for several days in a row, Lian Sheng never appeared again, neither in Hengwang Mansion nor Yunhua Temple.

Wushuang finally knew that she was afraid, afraid of losing Lian Sheng, afraid of never seeing him again.They were such good friends, even better than Qiu Rong...

"Fourteen, what are you doing?!"

Ruomei's scolding sound suddenly sounded beside her ears, and Wushuang woke up suddenly from the wandering spirit.Recently, because of Lian Sheng's affairs, he is often absent-minded and makes frequent mistakes on errands.This time it was even more outrageous. When grinding, the ink was splashed all over Xiao Xuanyu's body.

"My lord..." Wushou was at a loss, looked at the black spots on his plain brocade clothes, and hurriedly wiped them off with his hands.

The ink dots smudged, and the more you wiped, the more dirty it became.

"Fourteen, what are you messing with?" Ruomei reprimanded lightly, Wushuang withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and heard Ruomei say softly to Xiao Xuanyu: "My lord, wait a moment, this servant will go get you clean clothes .”

Soon, only Xiao Xuanyu and Wushuang were left in the room.

"Why were you in a daze just now? Didn't you just read my handwriting again!" Xiao Xuanyu asked in a casual tone without showing any displeasure.

"Damn the slave, the slave didn't do it on purpose..." Wushuang said, and quickly knelt down.

"Is it because you are too preoccupied, or is this king scary? Why do you kneel at every turn, get up!"

"Yes." As soon as Wushuang stood up, he saw his half-smiling eyes, and panicked inexplicably.

His eyes are very beautiful, not as sharp and deep as Xiao Junyi's, just like the lake water in early spring, indifferent and soft.She's a woman, so it's hard to resist such a smile!

Wushuang looked away, only to find that ink was stained on his neck, and subconsciously wiped it off with his sleeve.The way she lowered her head to do things was rare and serene and serious, she looked supple and peaceful, her long eyelashes rested on his neck like a butterfly fluttering its wings.Xiao Xuanyu froze inexplicably.

It's not surprising that a 13-year-old boy looks as delicate as a woman.But the faint fragrance exuding from his body made him feel a little distracted, which was really inappropriate.

Xiao Xuanyu was very embarrassed. Although he is not a person who is easily emotional, he definitely does not have any eccentricities of breaking his sleeves.Maybe it's just because this boy is so much like that person.

And that person... the person who clings to him like a follower, the person who is a kid, who said that he will marry him when he grows up, how many years has it been since he left?Why can't he forget it?

There was a subtle change in the atmosphere suddenly, Wushuang raised her eyes uncomfortably, and found that Xiao Xuanyu was staring at her with complicated eyes, she was so frightened that she immediately stood up straight, and never dared to touch him carelessly again.

"Fourteen, you look like a person!"

Wushuang was very surprised, it was over, it was discovered!

Xiao Xuanyu looked at the panicked little boy in front of him, there was a bit of similarity between his brows, no wonder he felt familiar.If she was still here, would she look like this?If not, what kind?

He fell into reverie, but Wushuang was already incoherent, and changed the subject to continue the previous matter: "My lord, forgive me, I... this slave didn't mean to offend you just now, but just saw the ink on your neck, so..."

"Is this king a villain?"

"Huh?" Wushuang was puzzled, thought for a while, and quickly shook his head.

"Then why do you always look like a frightened bird? If you are like this, I feel very frustrated." He said with a smile, and sorted out the scrolls on his own.

As a prince, he is really easy-going, has no airs, and rarely punishes others physically.Unlike that ice cube, he is just a little general, almost dragged to the sky, like a bumpkin.

She finally understood why the outsiders wanted to come in with their heads sharpened. This Hengwang is benevolent and truly worthy of their loyalty.

Wushuang still didn't dare to get too close to him.It's not that there is something wrong with King Heng, it's because she is nervous, uneasy, and guilty!How much she wished that King Heng would be a little bit worse, so that stealing his treasure would make her feel less guilty.

I have been inquiring about various things in the palace for nearly a month, but I just don't know where Xuezhu is.There are even many people who have never heard of it.

It's no wonder, after all, Xuezhu is a treasure among treasures, a tribute from a foreign country, a gift from the emperor, so precious, it's normal for them not to know it.

There is a Treasure Pavilion in the palace. Wushuang guessed whether it would be there, but the guards are so strict that she can't go there.Unless you are loved and trusted by the prince, such as Ruomei, you can move freely in the mansion.

Wushuang tried desperately to please Xiao Xuanyu, but always failed, and things backfired. The other party seemed to be wary of her more and more.

In the evening of this day, Xiao Xuanyu entertained himself in the courtyard, playing chess with himself.If Mei Guanqi, Wushuang is a fugue regardless of location or occasion.

Heng Wang, Xiao Junyi, Lian Sheng, Xue Zhu, Qiu Rong... They took turns spinning in their heads, and finally she made her head big, so she gave up and sighed helplessly: "Hey!"

She has poor self-discipline and once again destroyed the quiet atmosphere around her.

Ruomei glared at her, Xiao Xuanyu just smiled faintly: "You are so young, why are you so worried!"

Wu Shuang smiled foolishly, trying to show his youthful naivety, seeing the boy leading a gentle man over, the two of them stood outside the courtyard respectfully.

Ruomei whispered, "My lord, Mr. Zhang is here."

"Let him in." King Heng replied lightly, the man approached, and immediately bowed to salute: "Zhang Qing has seen the prince!"

Zhang Qing? !

Wushuang almost stared out her eyes. She really doesn't have much impression of this man, but this name is too "unforgettable" for her.Just because of this stinking man, Qiu Rong had been sulking with her for a few days, and he even poured a glass of wine on him.

"Are you Zhang Qing? Where is Zhang Qing from?" Wu Shuang was so surprised that she forgot the occasion and her own identity.

It's just a book boy, Zhang Qing didn't intend to pay attention to it, Xiao Xuanyu said: "You step back."

"Yes."

Wushuang retreated reluctantly, but before he could take a step, he heard someone shouting from behind, "Lord dog, take your life!"