Peerless favorite: the first princess

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"He is my child, named Yichen. /⊙﹏⊙bwww>

"It turns out that the girl is already married. I really can't see it. The children are so old." Song Yao felt a great sense of loss spreading in his heart, accompanied by a trace of pain.

Why is it only the first time I met this woman, but I am so abnormal.

Wan Hua nodded, and picked up a piece of blue cloth. "Is the boss not doing business today? It's a pity. I'm going back tomorrow. I heard that the cloth here is very good, and the boss is an unparalleled handsome man, so I'm curious to come and have a look." [

Song Yao looked at the cloth she held in her hand, and then at the young master who was still staring at him. The clothes on the young master's body were blue and blue. Presumably she wanted to buy cloth clothes for her son. "If you like, this cloth can be given to you."

"Why did you send me off? We don't know each other?" Wen Yan raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Because your name coincides with my shop name, it's fate, so I wish to give Wanhua a piece of green cloth as a souvenir." Song Yao smiled softly, and his handsome face was also enhanced by this smile. Kind of glorious.

Looking down at the cloth in his hand, Wan Hua raised his head and looked at him seriously. "Since that's the case, Wan Hua would like to thank you, Young Master, for your kindness. Yi Chen, please say thank you to Uncle."

"Thank you...uncle...uncle." Yichen walked over, his voice choked up for some reason, which made Song Yao feel sour.

"I haven't asked the son's name yet." Wan Hua said apologetically as if he just remembered something.

"I'm Song Yao, the Song of Tang and Song Dynasties, the distant Yao, I will replace Song Yao with Huahua."

"Song Yao, far away, indeed many things are far away from you." Wan Hua murmured his name in a low voice, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"What did Wan Hua say?" I don't know if it was his illusion, Song Yao felt that the woman seemed to know him, but she pretended not to know him.

But I don't remember where I met such a beautiful woman, even if I would forget, but as long as I saw this pair of special eyes once, I would never forget them in my life.

"Oh, it's nothing. Since the young master is kind enough to send you off, I'll accept it unceremoniously. It's getting late, and you have to close the door. I want to go back with Yichen." Wan Hua quickly shook his head and pulled Yichen hand, is about to leave.

"Wan Hua..." Just two steps away, Song Yao stopped her, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, just looked at her like this.

"Song Yao, there will be a period later. When I have time someday, I will bring Yichen to visit again as a friend." As if knowing what he was going to say, Wan Hua said softly, recovering and raised a gentle smile at him.

"Uncle, I like you very much. I have liked you since the first time I saw you. You look very similar to a relative of mine. Then, today you give my mother cloth, and I will give you this as a gift in return." There was silence all the time. Yichen, who was silent, opened his mouth, ran to Song Yao, took out a jade pendant engraved with the word Chen from his body, and put it in his hand.

"You really want to give this to me. This should be your very precious thing. Wouldn't it be a big loss to exchange only a piece of cloth for me?" Looking at the jade pendant in his hand, Song Yao only felt warm in his heart When I woke up, something that I had always felt missing seemed to come back.

For this child, although he didn't know that he had been looking at him since he came in, but he felt like him at the first sight.

"Of course it's worth it. I'm leaving today, and I'll come to see you later." Yichen nodded desperately, let go of him with some reluctance, and went back to his mother.

"Then uncle accepted it politely. Uncle is waiting for you to come and see me. Then he will take you to play at uncle's house." After accepting the jade pendant, Song Yao gently patted his head.

"Then let's go first, goodbye." Nodding to him, Wan Hua led Yi Chen and walked out with the cloth he gave. [

Song Yao looked at the jade pendant with lingering warmth in his hand, then raised his head to look at the back of the gradually disappearing figure in the crowd, a sudden sharp pain in his heart made him unable to straighten up.

He thought, this woman who comes and goes like the wind, did they know each other in the previous life, so even passing by each other in this life caused him such pain...