"The Buddha refused to fulfill my wish."
She tilted her head and whispered faintly.
In this world, only she can fulfill her wishes.
The handsome noble son squinted his eyes, looked at her, and smiled warmly: "The girl and I are on the same road." ” Chongmen was stunned for a moment, and there were some ripples in his heart.
Fellow travelers?
For many years later, whenever she remembered seeing this experienced man, she always remembered what he said, and the world changed, and she was left with a wry smile.
People on the same road, but after all, they have the same destination.
She bent her eyebrows, and her voice was slightly cold: "Gongzi Yan smiled." ” She is very happy, and she has always been alone on this road.
The man looked at her with deep eyes that seemed to drown her, and she indulged in his eyes, leaving only a tiny microcosm.
"Hmm."
He seems to be smiling, but he is still gentle like water.
There is a sea in this man's eyes, and he goes away without end, and there is no way back.
She lowered her head and didn't look at him.
"Childe, why were you born here, causing the minions to look for you everywhere."
A young boy's voice sounded from the side, and from that side came a young man in gray clothes, with a white cloak hanging from the crook of his hand, and a little anger in his tone: "It's windy here, Childe should be careful." ” So saying, he put his cloak on the noble man's body.
The man who was as elegant as the wind smiled gently: "It's okay." ” He was very gentle with the slave boys.
The young man saw Chongmen Huan standing opposite, frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"
” Shigemen Huan could hear that there was something unkind in the young man's tone, as if she had some bad intentions for his son-in-law.
She tilted her head slightly, ignoring it.
"When you see my son-in-law, you are so arrogant, why don't you kneel down and ask for sin?"
The boy was a little annoyed when he saw that she ignored him.
Chongmen Huan raised his eyebrows with some displeasure, looking at the young man with anger between his eyebrows, and didn't understand why he was so angry.
She didn't mess with him.
She looked at the gray-clothed young man coldly with clear eyes: "Why do I want to kneel down for your son-in-law?"
” "Because ......"
"Tsing shirt."
The fluttering noble son opened his mouth like a breeze and stopped the young man's words.
The young man looked back at his son-in-law, although he was a little unwilling, but he didn't dare to say anything more.
Chongmen Huan understands in his heart that this boy should be a person with some status.
However, she has been by Yan Jiuming's side for so many years, and she has almost seen the people in power in the court, looking at the age of the son, he will not be an important minister in the court, is it not the young master of which family?
Even if it is the son-in-law of any family, he will not let the young lady of the heavy family kneel.
Who is this person?
She'd never seen it before.
Not at all impressed.
"There are many offensives in the green shirts, so don't be surprised by the girl."
The noble son's tone was very kind, and when she listened to it, she actually had a bit of a spoiling taste.
Is it a delusion?
She shook her head and said indifferently, "It's okay, let's go first!"
” As soon as she turned around and walked to the glass door, she saw a small figure of water blue rushing from there, and suddenly crashed into her arms, holding her legs and crying.
"Sister, sister, the peacock is gone."
Chongmenjing cried very aggrievedly, like a peacock, which was her lifeline.
Crying so much, the heart of the door softened.
I had to bend down and wipe her tears with my fingers, and coaxed her: "The peacock is in the palace now, when will it be okay for your uncle to take you into the palace to the peacock?"
”