016: Evil Boy

"You are the second..."

So who is the first one? This question lingered in Zhu Sha's mind. Although he kept telling himself that no matter who that person was, he still couldn't control his heart not to think about that problem.

In this way, Bai Yin came out of Yaolu with thousands of thoughts. The cinnabar couldn't listen to Bai Yin's words until he left himself at the gate of the city.

"Bai Yin! How can I go back?"

Bai Yin shrugged his shoulders unruly on Shengxue BMW, "Do you want me to take you back?"

"Bah! Go and hug the person who let you comb your hair!"

Bai Yin did not answer, but the playful smile at the corners of his mouth made the cinnabara blush, "Don't think nonsense! I don't mean anything else!"

"You just stand here. Someone will pick you up soon."

After saying that, Bai Yin unexpectedly kicked the horse in the stomach, left the cinnabar and disappeared into the vast sea of people.

The cinnabar stamped her feet with anger, but she couldn't catch up with Bai Yin. She rarely went out of the city and didn't know how to get to the palace.

If this is Wu Zhao... hey.

The confused cinnabar walked aimlessly on the street, and his two ears poured the gossip of passers-by.

"I heard that something big happened in the Queen's mother's family..."

"I heard that a princess in the palace eloped out of the palace..."

"I heard that Wang is going to go on an expedition in person..."

Cinnabar curled its lips, ignorant.

But she has also heard that big merchants are very cautious about the royal family and never tell the people. That's what makes people more suspicious. Not like Wu Zhao, his father Wang Chimu never concealed his people, which is why he won the hearts of the people.

But what about Gan Ning and the blue moon jade?

The more the cinnabar thought about it, the more worried she became. Especially when she heard that Wang was going to go to Ganning, her anxiety came like a tide.

Just when the cinnabar was anxious, a fat boy with a comb to the sky appeared in front of the cinnabar, "Sister..."

The little guy is wrapped in a red belly pocket, his little belly is shy, and his fingers are still biting in his mouth. Not to mention how cute it is, he is blinking his eyes and looking at the cinnabar.

"What's the matter?" Cinnabar's sympathy was overflowing, and he squatted in front of the little one, "Can't find a home?"

"Well..." The little guy's black eyes turned twice and nodded vibly, "Hmm!"

The cinnabar didn't think about it, "Well, can I take you to your parents?"

"Good!"

Holding the little one in his arms, the cinnabar's thoughts reversed like a horse lantern, and finally stopped at the year when he was six years old. There was an extraordinary memory that made that year particularly special.

Although the cinnabar that year was not as young as him, he was also at an age that was not good at the world. After begging his father to see the lanterns on the unified front of Shuiyun many times, the two actually made a bold decision - Weifu went on a tour! To put it bluntly, it's just sneaking out.

Shuiyun didn't know where to get the clothes of ordinary children for cinnabar. After dressing her up attentively but low-key, the two sneaked out of the palace.

At that time, Shuiyun was also young, and his reckless personality was more than now. He even chased half a street in order to grab a lantern with people, and followed the back of a beautiful man to chase a street. When he turned around, the cinnabar was gone.

The feeling of standing on the street in those years is somewhat similar to that of now. I am also confused and at a loss, but I am more carefree. It is also interesting to stand on the street and watch the lights.

It was not until the people on the street gradually dispersed and the lanterns went out one by one that the cinnabar panicked.

On such a street, the cinnabar met a man. He stood in front of the cinnabar and looked at the cinnabar playfully.

He is one head taller than himself. Although he is young and young, the smile on his face is extremely evil.

"Can't find a home?"

The cinnabar entangled with his hands behind his back, meditated for a moment and nodded, "Um..."

"Oh."

The teenager didn't look at her more, but turned around and left like this!

On the empty street, there is no one but him, like the only lamp in the dark night. When the fear came, the cinnabar couldn't take any face and cried, "Are you leaving like this?"

The teenager turned around and looked at her with great interest, "What else?"

Otherwise? The answer at this time should not be: "Do you want me to take you home?"

"Why don't you care about others?"

"I asked," the teenager said calmly with a teasing evil spirit. "Do you want me to help you?"

Cinnabar nodded aggrievedly, and the teenager calmly asked, "Why should I help you?"

"Confucius said: If you enter, you will be filial, if you come out, you will be a brother, believe carefully, and love the public. Isn't it?"

"Pan-loved?" The teenager blinked his eyes, and his eyelashes were surprisingly long, like a dark feather fan. After thinking about it, he raised the corners of his mouth with a bad smile, "Love everyone, I did it."

"It means that you are willing to help others! Confucius said so!"

"Then, you can ask Confucius to take you home!"

The teenager left such a sentence and turned around and was about to leave. The tears of cinnabar cracked down with his footsteps, and he turned around angrily and left.

The night was like water, and every street looked exactly the same. The cinnabar sighed. The autumn wind was rustling, and her robes were flying. She tightened her clothes and suddenly turned black in front of her eyes. Then, a wide cloak buckled her face on her body with warmth.

The teenager appeared in front of her. Before she spoke, the cinnabar shed tears first. I don't know whether she was wronged or afraid. Her voice trembled, "Don't you care about me?"

"Did I say I'll take care of you?"

"Then you..."

The teenager frowned and laughed, "Forget it as a rescue of the little wild cat. I like cats."

"Do you like cats? Why?"

"Because there are no cats in hell, and rare things are the most precious."

"The hell? Are you from hell?

The teenager's smile was a little bleak, "Do you think so?"

The cinnabar couldn't understand his words and didn't dare to ask questions randomly. He was afraid that he didn't know which word touched his nerves and made him leave him alone again.

The long street was endless, and the cinnabar's hand quickly rubbed against the breath at the edge of his mouth. The teenager took her wrist and clenched her little hand in the palm of his hand.

"Rose it!" The cinnabar exhaled reflexively and pulled back his palm.

"What's the matter?"

"This..." The cinnabar blushed, and its voice was as loud as a mosquito. "Men and women are not intimate."

"Aren't you cold? Don't worry, I don't plan to do anything to you," the teenager's voice was much colder. "There are not many people who can make me like me."

Zhu Sha didn't dare to say much and followed him. "Is this going to the palace?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

The teenager nodded solemnly, "I'm not from Wu Zhao."

"Then you still said to send me..." The cinnabar cried more, and he stood still and refused to move. "You don't know the road at all!"

"Yes," the natural tone seemed to make people angry. "I'm also lost. I'm just looking for someone to accompany me to get lost."

"Is there any group when you get lost!?"

"Anyway," the teenager rubbed his hair. "Isn't there a kind of person in the world? As long as he is around, no matter how ridiculous things are done, is it normal?"

Cinnabar couldn't understand his words, but he was just annoyed, "I'm not that kind of person!"

"Oh, ha ha..." The teenager smiled dryly, "This is what you said!"

The smile did not make the cinnabar feel uncomfortable. She sucked her nose and was about to get angry when she heard the soldiers shouting at her not far away.

With the rescuers, he had a lot of confidence to speak. Zhu Sha put his hands on his waist, "If you want to get lost, go and get lost by yourself! I won't fool around with you!"

After saying that, the cinnabar left the teenager very unjustly and turned around and walked, comforting herself while walking - it was not that her cinnabar was unrighteous, but that this person was really annoying.

That's right. It's really annoying. The feeling that people can't help but beat faster after watching it. It's very annoying.

The teenager saw the back of the cinnabar walking in the direction of the torch. Gradually, he became more and more blurred, and suddenly felt very cold all over.

"Princess cinnabar...hehehe."

The memory of childhood stopped here, and the cinnabar sighed. After many years, this memory has never disappeared, but the face that once made her heart beat faster gradually became more and more blurred, and only occasionally appeared once or twice in the dream, but it was also shadowy, which made people unable to distinguish between reality. .

Maybe, such a person has never appeared in his own life?

When the cinnabar was confused, it had unconsciously come to the door of the government, "Is there anyone? A child is lost!"

The government office is very lively. The government officials are running back and forth. They don't know what they are busy with. No one has the time to talk to her at all. "Where are you from? Get out of here if you have nothing to do. Don't bother us!"

Cinnabar is worried that there is no place to spread a fire in his heart, "Isn't the government office doing things for the people! What can be more important than the people's affairs?

One sentence attracted two government officials to look sideways. After staring at the cinnabar, they snorted, "What do you know? The common people are all over the world, but there is only one Princess Qianyi from Wuzhao. If she is corpse on the street, will you be responsible?

"Don't worry," the cinnabar gritted its teeth, "I'm not dead yet! If you die, I can't even die!"

The government official didn't understand what the word "ben gong" meant. He was so angry by the words of cinnabar. He was about to come forward and scold him angrily. Just in time, the magistrate hurried out and almost bumped into cinnabar head-on.

"What are you doing! I'm blinded by your dog's eyes..." The magistrate scolded fiercely. As soon as he was half scolded, he was so scared that his legs were weak. He took out the portrait in his sleeve and looked back and down on the face of the cinnabar for several times, "Thousands of...Princes Qianyi!"

Cinnabar raised its eyebrows and looked at the magistrate coldly, "This child can't find a home!"

"Children? What kind of child?"

Huh? Who on earth is blind? The cinnabar stared at the magistrate and turned to look at his feet.

The little one who was standing beside me just now is gone!

The cinnabar looked around puzzledly and finally saw the little guy at the corner of the street. He stood by the roadside, still with his little belly wrapped in red belly pocket, and spit out his tongue at the cinnabar.

Shit, I seem to have been killed by Bai Yin again!