The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 119 Parting
Xihe rested for another two days and then returned to the National Academy.

Unexpectedly, there was no one around him, and even the books that Xiao Mingxuan usually left in the school were nowhere to be found.

"Where is the little brother?"

She got up early on purpose just to talk to Xiao Mingxuan a few more words, and even brought some freshly baked pastries.

"You do not know?"

Xihe looked over when she heard the voice. Zhao Siyuan took two books and sat down in the front. He glanced at Xiao Mingxuan's seat and then looked away.

"Know what?" Xihe blinked, looking confused.

"Didn't the emperor tell you? Xiao Mingxuan was sent to the Huguo Temple to practice." Zhao Siyuan was well-informed. He heard about it on the day when Emperor Jingyuan issued the secret decree. "I remember that he left today. I think he is almost out of the imperial city now."

"Huguo Temple? He is not a monk, what is he practicing for?" The pastry in his arms was still warm, but Xihe's whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water, as if falling into an abyss.

"How would I know? But I heard that this was something Xiao Mingxuan wanted to do." Zhao Siyuan only knew that Emperor Jingyuan and Xiao Mingxuan had a secret talk. No one was present except Sanping. After they came out, the imperial edict was issued. "Oh, silly girl, I think this guy is too heartless. You have such a good relationship with him, but he didn't even come to say goodbye to you when he was leaving. Your good intentions are really wasted."

Xihe's expression became more and more strange. Zhao Siyuan couldn't bear to look at her after taking a few glances. "Silly girl, Xiao Mingxuan is the prince of Beili after all. It will be inconvenient for him to stay in the imperial city. Huguo Temple is also a good place. You should..."

Before Zhao Siyuan could say anything, the little girl suddenly ran out.

"Xihe! Xihe!"

Zhao Siyuan's shouting was mixed in the wind and was left far behind by Xihe.

Fortunately, the National Academy is outside the imperial city. After crossing the central avenue, the city tower is in front.

Xihe wanted to leave the city, but she didn't bring her badge, and the guards wouldn't let her go up. The girl was extremely anxious, and when she turned around, she suddenly saw a figure not far away, and she quickly climbed up to the city wall.

"Brother! Brother! I'm here!"

Xiao Mingxuan got on the carriage and stared at the jade pendant in his hand. Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears. He was stunned for a moment, thinking it was an illusion, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing at himself.

"I really am hallucinating."

But the voice continued for a long time. After three or four times, Xiao Mingxuan finally confirmed that it was Xihe's voice.

"parking!"

He pulled open the curtain of the carriage and jumped out. Behind him, standing on a tall building on the city wall was a familiar figure. Although the figure was a little blurry, Xiao Mingxuan recognized him at a glance.

"Xiao Xi'er."

An impulse surged in Xiao Mingxuan's heart, and his feet walked towards that place uncontrollably. He was stopped after taking just two steps.

"His Majesty has ordered that His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince should leave."

The person responsible for escorting Xiao Mingxuan to the Huguo Temple this time was Xu Qingcheng, and at this moment he was standing in Xiao Mingxuan's way.

"I'll just say a few words to her, just two words." Xiao Mingxuan knew that he had hidden this matter from the little girl, and Xihe must be furious at this moment.

Xu Qingcheng glanced at the figure on the tower, and then thought of Emperor Jingyuan's instructions, and his heart turned cold. "Your Highness the Ninth Prince, this is the path you chose, there is no reason to regret it."

Xiao Mingxuan fell silent, holding the jade pendant tightly in his hand, with such strength that it seemed as if he was going to crush it.

"Want to go back to Beili?"

"think."

"Beili sent you here with an agreement of twenty years. Now only five years have passed. When you are twenty-five years old, I wonder if Emperor Beili will still be around. By then, one of your brothers may be the head of Beili."

"What does Your Majesty want to say?"

"You go to Huguo Temple and stay there until you reach the age of twenty, and I will allow you to return home."

"Okay." The breeze blew up the hair on his forehead, and his heart sank. "Let's go."

The carriage started moving again, gradually disappeared from sight and sank into the horizon.

At that moment, it seemed as if what separated them was not a piece of grass, but thousands of mountains and rivers, a long river.

Xihe was suddenly stunned, and just stood there stupidly, not even noticing when someone appeared next to him.

"Little boy, stop crying. Everyone has gone far away." Liu Yuan sat in an empty space and handed over a handkerchief.

"I didn't cry." Xihe strangely forgot the past. She obviously didn't cry, so why did this person tell her to stop crying? When she put her hand on her face, she was startled by the wetness on her fingertips.

"When did I shed tears?"

It was rare for Liu Yuan not to tease anyone. He wiped the little girl's tears with a handkerchief and said, "Don't cry. I was mistaken."

The pastry in his arms had already gone cold, but Xihe didn't dislike it. He ate it slowly, bite by bite. The pastry was too dry, and he felt a little choked after eating two. It was raw and hard to swallow.

"Stop eating, give me a piece." Liu Yuan knew that the little girl was sad, so he grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth.

If Xihe were to force it to eat, he would probably vomit if he took one more mouthful.

The pastries were snatched away, and Xihe didn't know what to do. It seemed as if something in her body was taken away and disappeared along with Xiao Mingxuan.

"Didn't he have anything to say to me?" The little girl lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "I don't understand why. What on earth does he want to do in Huguo Temple?"

Liu Yuan was silent for a long time. He thought of the news that Xu Qingcheng had told him and wanted to tell the little girl in front of him everything, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

What should he say, and what can he say?
It is said that Xiao Mingxuan has evil intentions and secretly seized weapons?

Or is he involved with Qisha Pavilion and Lihua Palace?

Or did he use you to commit a secret massacre?

He couldn't say it. Liu Yuan had a strange intuition that if he said it, Xihe would probably go crazy.

There was silence for a long time, so long that Xihe thought the other party would not speak again.

"Little guy, I'm not as simple as you think. Sometimes you can't just look at the surface of anyone or anything."

"I know." Xihe suddenly said.

"What?" Liu Yuan turned his head in shock. When their eyes met, Xihe smiled faintly at Liu Yuan, "You know...what?"

If you listen carefully, you will find that Liu Yuan's voice is a little trembling.

"I know he is not a simple person, and I also know he will go crazy." Xihe is indeed silly, but not a stupid person.

Archery, unknown martial arts, serious injuries, including those around him.

Xihe knew a little bit about it.

Liu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, some hidden things were not discovered.

"Forget it. If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. This princess doesn't want to hear it." Xihe wiped away the tears that had fallen again without knowing when.

Liu Yuan didn't respond. He seemed to find invisible shackles appearing on the little girl, tightening little by little, but his palm was holding the beginning of the rope.

I just don't know if this is her tip or someone else's.

Although it is already June, the evening breeze today is exceptionally cold. The sunset dyed the entire sky red, lengthening the lonely and proud figure of the pedestrian, which gradually disappeared into the horizon, and could never be found again.

The whistle blows far away in the evening pavilion, but it comes in a hurry without forgetting the past.