032: Is it evil?

The cinnabar couldn't even exclaim in time and was held on the horse by Bai Yinlan's waist.

The white horse is flying and running forward. The cinnabar's eyes widened, and the wind roared in his ear. He looked curiously at the trees and scenery on both sides and ran behind him.

Bai Yin gently picked up his lips, grabbed the reins, and did not say anything. He let the horse run freely to a path. Through the heavy trees, cinnabar saw several little eunuchs guarding a small door at the end of the path. Seeing Bai Yin coming, several people hurriedly saluted and quickly opened the small door. Bai Yin did not even get down to the ground and ran all the way out of the palace with cinnabar.

"Bai Yin, you are so bold!" When it came out of the small door, the cinnabar reacted and exclaimed, "How dare you ride a horse in the palace, and then run out like this?"

Bai Yin slanted his thin lips, glanced at the cinnabar and said, "This is the Shengxue BMW given by the emperor. Even if you see the king, you just need to dismiss the horse at a distance of ten meters, not to mention the horse in the palace?"

"Bang," the cinnabar disdainfully rewarded Bai Yin with white eyes, "What a stinky fart."

Bai Yin was not annoyed, but just galloped all the way.

"Where are you taking me?" Only then did Zhu Sha remember what the point was, "This is the first day I went to the prince. Where did you rob me?"

However, Bai Yin did not speak. He was so angry that cinnabar couldn't help but turn around and beat him. Who would have thought that Bai Yin was not even annoyed, and the smile on his face was deep.

Cinnabar thought that he also knew a little bit about this guy. Once he decided to sell it, he would never let cinnabar know the result satisfully. The cinnabar didn't bother to toss with the loser. He simply sat on the horse and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the roadside all the way.

"Have you learned to be smart?" Bai Yin looked down at the cinnabar and asked with a smile.

"I'm too lazy to learn like you." The cinnabar stinged.

Bai Yin smiled and gently pinched the horse's belly. The snow-like horse flew up.

Although the sun in early summer is dazzling, it is not hot. The cinnabar saw trees planted on both sides of the road and passed through a yellow rape flower field. The previous depression and sadness of cinnabar had long disappeared. Her tight body slowly relaxed, feeling the subtle feeling of her body constantly touching Bai Yin's hot and strong chest with the horse's gentle shaking. Feeling the small body in front of him relaxed, Bai Yin lowered his eyes slightly. The broken hair of cinnabar floated up with the wind, and it was a little itchy on Bai Yin's face. When he lowered his head like this, he saw the beautiful eyebrows under the smooth forehead and the curly eyelashes. The eyelashes flashed, like a pair of butterfly wings, but I didn't know what to hide. What kind of autumn water eyes?

The horse bypassed the rape field and saw the continuous green mountains from afar. There was a forest at the foot of the mountain and rushed into the forest. The cinnabar heard the ding sound of spring water here.

The sun sprinkled mottled light spots from the woods, which made the scenery in front of us a little hazy. When you walked into the woods, you could see a flat place from afar. On that flat land, you could see a new grave with a wooden tombstone.

Tombstone!

Cinnabar turned his head in surprise and looked at Bai Yin. The man's face rippled with a calm signboard smile, which made the horse slowly walk over.

"Let's come down." Bai Yin actually got off his horse with a good temper, and then stretched out his hand to the cinnabar. The cinnabar stuck to his hand and hurried to the grave.

This is really a tomb built for the right place. Even the arched soil is piled with fallen leaves, which makes people suspect that the soil also has fragrance. The wooden tablet is engraved with "Xiao Wenshan's Tomb" on one side and "Xiao's Purple Jade Tomb" on the other.

Xiao's purple jade...

Cinnabar was stunned and unconsciously knelt down quietly. She looked at the dragon-like font on the tomb. The beautiful names reflected in her eyes, but it hurt in her heart.

Ziyu, I'm sorry... The cherry lips of the cinnabar trembled gently, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch the line of handwriting. Ziyu's face full of hope for the future appeared in front of him.

"As long as you can be with Xiao Lang, it is already the greatest happiness of Ziyu!"

There seemed to be a happy voice of purple jade in the ear, and a slight smile appeared on the lips of the cinnabar.

"Now you are together," she said with a cold ** on her cheeks and smiled faintly, "Ziyu, are you happy? If you knew that I hurt you, would you blame me? Would you blame me? Purple jade..."

"You stupid woman," Bai Yin said impatiently behind the cinnabar, "Do you really think that the end of purple jade would be better without you? I'm afraid that her challenge method to Chu Yun will even affect her nine clans. On the contrary, being able to stay with your lover at the present is the happiest ending.

The cinnabar turned his head and saw that Bai Yin was reclining on a big tree, with a piece of grass in his mouth, and comfortablely rested his head on his arms.

But it is still so heartless.

The cinnabar wiped the tears and sighed.

I hope, I hope what Bai Yin said is true, and the heart of cinnabar will be slightly better.

"Okay, it's time to go." Bai Yin stood up straight, spit out the grass in his mouth, and said to the cinnabar.

Cinnabar stood up and thought about it. Finally, he picked off the two hibiscus flowers on his hair and inserted them in front of the tombstone of the new tomb. Then he took a visit and then got up and walked to Bai Yin.

"If you ask me again, I may consider taking you here often." On the horse, Bai Yin smiled and said to the cinnabar.

"Bah!" The cinnabar spat at him. This damn guy's nature is hard to change, and he will always be so annoying.

When the cinnabar rushed to the prince, it was already time. While cinnabar felt that something was wrong in his heart, he also had a little fluke mentality, hoping that Lord Taifu had diarrhea today and didn't come to class. However, when she hurried to the front of the small low house, everything she saw broke all her extravagant expectations.

But she saw Linglong kneeling under the eaves, lowering her head, holding the small package of cinnabar tightly in her arms.

When cinnabar saw Linglong's appearance, she was shocked. She hurried over and supported Linglong. Seeing that his master was coming, Linglong's face was overjoyed. She hurriedly asked softly, "Your Highness, are you all right?"

"What can I do!" Cinnabar said annoy, but he couldn't help blaming himself. Thinking about this exquisiteness, he was so tired of himself that he knelt on the ground for so long, but he only knew how to care about himself. Get up quickly."

It's exquisite, but I can't stand up anyway.

"What's the matter?" The cinnabar raised the exquisitely and asked her.

"No, maybe I've been kneeling for a long time and my legs are numb." Linglong said lightly and said, "Your Highness, you have made the young Lord Fu Li angry. I will definitely punish you for a while."

"Bah!" The cinnabar stamped his feet angrily, "Whatever he is, Lord Li, why did I punish you for the mistakes I made?"

"Well, if the master doesn't learn well, he must not serve well as a slave!" A wooden window next to the wall was pushed open, and the cinnabar saw an old face covered with black lines.

When I saw such a face, all the yearning for the life of the prince disappeared. But he saw that the man was thin and old, his long eyebrows drooped in the corners of his eyes, his eyes were deep, and his eyes were cold and mean. A few rays of ink hung in front of his chest, and a brown robe hung on his body, as if the robe could blow up by the wind.

"Li...Lord Li..." The corners of the cinnabar's lips twitched and rose, and he could even squeeze out a smile.

Lord Li stared at the cinnabar with his eyes, then blew his beard and threw two words dryly: "Come in!"

However, this kind of stubborn and hard old thing is the most difficult to deal with!

Cinnabar hurriedly took the small bag with the book from Linglong's hand and hurried into the door under his arm. The Linglong slowly stood up with the wall and looked at the window worriedly, but it might as well be that Lord Li suddenly withdrew the hand holding the window with a "bang" sound, which made Linglong excited.

The cinnabar came in with a bag, but I saw that the prince was really as expected. The windows were bright and clean, the tables were all made of blue stone, and the study room on the table was excellent. At this luxurious table, led by the Wen Wang Baihua, there are Cheyu and Chengyu sisters on both sides. Only an inconspicuous seat by the window is empty, and there is a small bag wrapped in the table, which must be a cinnabar study room.

"Doesn't Your Highness know that the prince is not allowed to be late?" The violent shout behind him sed the cinnabar, and the book in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Wo..." Cheng Yu gloated and laughed happily.

"No laughing!" Lord Li suddenly knocked on the table with the ruler in his hand. Cheyu hurriedly stared at Chengyu. Chengyu stuck out her tongue and lowered her head, but she still quietly raised her eyes to make a grimace at the cinnabar. The Cheyu stared at Chengyu, but he couldn't help smiling proudly. Wen Wang Baihua's expression was still entangled, and his eyes were complicatedly staring at the cinnabar.

"I'm sorry, Lord Li..." People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Although the cinnabar was reluctant, who made her late after all?

"Princess Cinnabar, you are not sorry, you are just sorry for yourself, sorry for your Highness's cultivation of friendship with you!" Look, it's really Taifu. That's how he speaks in an official way. Although the cinnabar was so tired of it, it still looked very humble on her face, and nodded repeatedly.

"Even if you are a princess, I can't be more harsh on you, but the rules of this prince can't be violated. Your Highness, if I punish you, you won't have any difference?" Li Taifu looked at the cinnabar.

"I dare not, I dare not." Zhu Sha's heart tightened slightly, thinking that Li Taifu must not let himself recite poems, yes, and dance, and don't force yourself to dance. However, I guess this is a school, not a dance workshop. I don't think I can dance by myself...

"Come on, I'll serve you in the dark!" Lord Li stared, and immediately a little eunuch brought a pen and paper and spread it on the table in front of the cinnabar.

It turned out to be writing.

The cinnabar was overjoyed, and the frowns were slightly comfortable.