Concubine comes to disaster

Suddenly, Zhubuhui looked at Wu Yazi with those big lazy eyes——

"Yeah... yah..."

His little hands waved towards him, and Qi Luo followed his brother's eyes curiously.

It turned out that Wu Yazi was holding a gleaming silver dagger in his hand. This dagger was left to Qi Luo by the late Zhu Li Huang. Now, Qi Luo put it with Wu Ya.

And Zhubuhui was staring at Wuya's dagger with great interest, he wanted this dagger, so he didn't want a rattle.

That's something kids would play with!

"No regrets, you like weapons? Don't you like sister's rattle?"

Qi Luo asked with wide watery eyes.

After listening to it without regret, he blinked his eyes.

Wu Yazi came over, put the dagger on his chest, and said to Qi Luo——

"He doesn't like weapons, he likes me."

After hearing this, Qi Luo immediately closed her hands, hugged Zhubuhui tightly, and said unconvinced, "You are beautiful, my brother naturally likes me, how could he like you? Huh, no regrets, you say yes no?"

"If you don't believe me, put the little prince in the cradle and see who he wants to hug, bet?" Leng Wuya silently turned black, but Qi Luo didn't know it.

"Okay! Just gamble."

After hearing this, Qi Luo didn't suspect him, and immediately put Zhu Buhui back in the cradle.

Then he and Wu Yazi both opened their hands towards him.

Liusu smiled and watched the interaction between the two children.

Time flies, Yan Luo Zhu Minglie, the cold face of the past, died and rested under the peach blossom tree, the former general Wang Zhuyetong is now the great prince admired by everyone in other countries, even the little book boy Wu Yazi has grown up unconsciously. Growing up, from an eight-year-old child to an 11-year-old boy, his brows are full of heroism, and he can already see how powerful he will be in the future.

Things are people and not everything.

Only Qin Liusu guarded a three-year contract by himself, waiting silently, watching the time go by, the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds rolling and clouds rolling in the ebb and flow of the tide.

"No regrets, no regrets, come to my sister! Come quickly!"

Qi Luo bent down and clapped her hands, trying to attract Zhu Buhui's attention, while Wu Yazi just folded her arms and watched from the side.

No matter how Qi Luo coaxed him, Zhu Buhui only looked at the dagger on his chest, and ignored the two people in front of him at all.

"I don't regret it! Give my sister a try, why are you listening to ducks?"

Qi Luo stomped her feet in anger, and beat Wu Yazi's chest hard, with a bang, Wu Yazi grabbed her violent hand and said——

"Look, the little prince doesn't need you anymore, let's go."

Wu Yazi took Qi Luo's hand, bowed to Liusu, and then walked out.

"Oh, let me go, I don't regret being attracted by the dagger and ignore me at the moment, but after a while, he will need me."

Qi Luozheng struggled to break free from Wu Yazi's hand, while turning her head to look at it frequently without regret.

"I need you too."

Suddenly, Wu Yazi said.

"Huh?" Qi Luo stopped abruptly after hearing this, with a weird smile on her face, "You... what do you mean?"

"Accompany me to the study to look at the marching map." He said, his tone still childish and domineering.

Zhu Qiluo has always belonged to him alone, now that he has become redundant, he feels very fond of it.

He didn't care about that Nan Wuchu, because Qiluo didn't care about him at all, but it's not the same with no regrets, Qiluo loves him so much, every three sentences, there must be the word "no regrets".

Although he knew that Zhubugui was Zhuqiluo's younger brother, but he... he was not calm anymore.

"You go by yourself. It's not that you don't know the way. I want to play with Buhui. Otherwise, you can ask Sister Yu from Uncle Wu's family to accompany you. I'm not free, really not."

After listening to Wu Yazi's words, Qi Luo gave up again and again, turned around and wanted to run away.

But Wu Ya tightened her grip and asked, "Didn't you not allow me to talk to other girls before? Why do you ask other people to accompany me over and over again now?"

In the past, there was no Zhubu regret, Zhu Qiluo stuck to him all day long, controlling him, not allowing him to do this or that.

But now, she just ignores him, and plans to hand him over to someone else to accompany him to see the marching map.

"Now that I've grown up, and you have grown up, we should have new friends. Don't you think so?"

Qi Luo pouted lightly and said, in her heart she only cared about not regretting, and she didn't even know that her negligence and inattention to her words had made this book boy who had been inseparable from him since she was five years old. For displeasure.

Especially her pouting made Wu Yazi, who had just stepped into the restless period of adolescence, sensitively misunderstand that it was her expression of disgust.

"Well, what you're saying is that it's time for us to each have our own new friends."

Wu Ya let go of Qi Luo's hand, and said in a calm tone, without hearing anything wrong.

"Then... I'm going back to Buhui, you go to see the marching map first, and I'll look for you later."

Seeing that her hands were loosened, Qi Luo quickly ran back.

Wu Yazi looked at Qi Luo's figure running away.

"Brother Wu Ya, Brother Wu Ya..." At this moment, a few princesses ran over, stood on the lawn under the corridor and waved to Wu Yazi.

"What's the matter?" Wu Yazi turned his head and asked expressionlessly.

Leaving Qiluo, he will always look ruthless to the end.

As a book boy, he unconsciously developed a daunting sense of indifference and alienation.

People always dare not get too close to him.

"Our kite accidentally flew into a tree and got caught. Those useless servants couldn't take it down after a long time of fiddling. Your martial arts are so powerful, can you fly up and help us take the kite down?"

One of the princesses pointed to a tree in the distance and said shyly.

Wu Yazi took a look and saw a blue kite hanging on the top of a tree, and several servants were looking up, frowning.

"Brother Wuya, please help us take it down."

The little princesses begged Wu Yazi eagerly.

Everyone in the palace knows that the mysterious book boy Wu Yazi belongs to Princess Changle, he is very indifferent to outsiders, and only smiles in front of Princess Changle.

Therefore, they were not sure at all whether Wu Yazi would help them or not.

Wu Ya coldly glanced at the kite on the treetop, suddenly, he turned around, and before everyone had time to react, he flew up the tree, and took the kite down without any effort——

The blue kite was held in his hand safe and sound.

"Wow..." Seeing Wu Yazi's incredible skill, all the little princesses showed envy in their eyes and clapped their hands in a hurry. "It's amazing, it's amazing!"

"Take it."

Wu Yazi passed the kite over.

"Thank you!"

The little Princess Wuyan who came to pick up the kite said with a blushing face.

"No need."

Wuya said.

"Brother Wu Ya, do you want to fly a kite with us?"

The little princesses invited.

But Wu Ya turned and left without saying a word, leaving behind a bunch of disappointed people.

*

Time flies, two years have passed.

In the past two years, the Sun Yao Dynasty under the control of Tassel has flourished, and Jiangshan Sheji has developed steadily.

And for two full years, Hitomi Zhuye never returned to Yaojing, nor did she say a single word to Tassel.

The people in Yaojing miss the high-spirited demeanor of their great general Wang Shisan, but this cruel person no longer appears.

The young ladies in Fengmingxuan didn't go there anymore, they originally went there just for Chaye Tong, now that the sun in Yaojing is gone, going there would only add to the sadness.

The pear blossom snow still falls once a year. Some people in the palace said that they had seen the figure of the Thirteenth Lord under the pear blossom tree, but when they looked carefully, they disappeared again.

Therefore, in the past two years, whether Hitomi Zhuye has come back to fulfill his promise is unknown.

Liusu thought that he was probably planning to forget her.That's okay, forget it, only then can happiness be possible, isn't it?As long as Hitomi Zhuye is happy, she doesn't care about being the one who is forgotten.

Moreover, the scenery in her eyes is cherry blossoms, not pear blossoms, and she knows this very well.

……

……

One year spent similar, each year is different.

The cherry blossoms in front of Wenhua Palace bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed again.

Before she knew it, Liusu had planted cherry blossoms in front of the Wenhua Palace with her own hands. She stood under the cherry blossom trees every day, waiting for her husband's return.

"One, two... three... four... one thousand and ninety-four..." Liusu counted the cherry blossom trees one by one, and her heart trembled suddenly, "Planting one more cherry tree will be one thousand and ninety-five trees , Planting a thousand and ninety-five plants, Yao will come back... Yao, he is really coming back."

Her tears fell silently.

This cherry blossom tree knows all Liusu's joys, sorrows, joys and those unforgettable thoughts.

"You finally have to wait, he will be back tomorrow."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Liusu's body trembled violently.