Divine Doctor's Daughter: Emperor, please marry me!

Yi Fu naturally couldn't understand her.

She stepped forward quickly and wiped away the tears on Tuanzi's small face. In a soft and careful voice, she asked:

"What's the matter? What does Tuanzi want? "

But Tuanzi tightly pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Yi Fu hardly ever looked at Tuanzi.

She gently rubbed the head of the ball.

”Our dumpling is so good that we can do whatever we want“

Tuanzi finally recovered and whispered:

"Sister Yifu, it doesn't matter to me. I just... Have nightmares“

Yi Fu was relieved when she heard the speech and said with a smile:

"It's just a nightmare. Those are fake. Tuanzi is not afraid."

Originally, she came here today to ask Tuanzi to go out to play, but it seems that Tuanzi is like this

"I don't think you are in good spirits, or you won't go out today and have a good rest?"

Tuanzi nodded faintly and suddenly straightened up again.

"No, I don't want to stay here. I want to go out“

She's here, isn't she still alone?

It's terrible.

Yi Fu only thought she wanted to relax, so she agreed.

"Shall we tidy up and go out together later? Yi Ming, they are all waiting outside“

The dumpling gave a "um".

She got up to wash her face and combed her hair again.

The red rope runs through the green silk, and the golden bell sounds crisp when the fingers fly.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Tuanzi remembered his nightmare last night.

She suddenly frowned and asked:

"Sister Yifu, do you think a person's good is really limited? If you give it to one person, you can't give it to others“

Yi Fu was stunned and thought she still cared about what Yi Ming said yesterday. She said:

"Don't listen to Yi Ming."

The ball puffed its cheeks.

What does she think? It seems to make sense?

Yi Fu thought for a moment and decided to say two more words:

"In fact, this kind of thing is hard to say. The so-called "good" can also be divided into many situations, so it can not be generalized. "

Tuanzi asked:

"For example?"

"For example... The emperor's kindness to Yue God is different from the emperor's kindness to the two little emperors."

Yi Fu wanted to give her examples. Tuanzi was easier to understand.

"Do you think the emperor will treat the second person like Yue God? But he is the same to the two little emperors. "

"Some are good and can be divided equally, but others can't."

Tuanzi was silent for a long time.

She seemed to understand a little, and she seemed to fall into a deeper doubt.

The Zichen's kindness to her is the emperor's kind to ah Yue, or the emperor's kind to Rong Xiaoyan and Rong Xiaoxun?

Forget it, the emperor is no better to the two brothers than Zichen is to her.

In this way, I prefer the former one.

Tuanzi has a headache.

She shook her head, trying to get rid of all these messy ideas.

When she was ready, she stood up.

"Sister Yifu, let's go!"

......

Tuanzi has done a lot of mental construction.

She vaguely felt that her mind was a little wrong now. In addition, that dream tortured her very much. She was very worried about meeting purple dust.

The result is - she's worried too much.

We visited half of the magic palace. We didn't know how many people we met, but we didn't meet purple dust.

I didn't see Miao Xuanxuan either.

When Tuanzi asked later, he knew that Zichen had taken Miao Xuanxuan to Leichi early this morning.

In fact, recently, their arrangement has been like this.

Just Tuanzi just returned and didn't ask before, so he didn't know.

In this way, Tuanzi wanted to see it again.

Anyway, everyone can go to Leichi. She thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong with her plan.

She's really just curious!

Besides, Yi Fu, they have never seen Leichi before. Since they have come, of course, they should visit it well.

So, a group of people went straight to the thunder pool.

......

When they reached the minefield, they saw the tall figure standing on the reef at a glance.

The sea breeze rolled up his clothes and made a sound of hunting.

He stood with his hands down, tall and handsome.

Even if it's just a back, it's still full of momentum.

Tuanzi took a look and was stunned.

Purple dust is like this... It really looks like someone is waiting for.

——Of course, he is waiting for Miao Xuanxuan, who is being tempered by the thunder in the thunder pool.

Tuanzi suddenly remembered the days when Zichen was still trapped in the ball of light.

At that time, she also waited every day and night.

All the patience was spent on this one person.

Now, he's waiting for someone else!?

Tuanzi was so angry that he felt like a sour bubble bubbling out of his heart.

In fact, she has a good temper and seldom loses her temper with the people close to her.

But now

Before she spoke, the purple dust seemed to feel it and looked back.

The distance between the two sides is not far, and Zichen's eyesight has always been excellent.

He immediately noticed that Tuanzi's eyes were slightly red and swollen, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be still red.

Is this... Crying?

Zichen's face sank and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, scraping over Yi Ming.

Yi Ming shivered together and somehow provoked the.

Purple dust waved to the ball:

"Come here."

Tuanzi didn't want to hear him, but when he heard the sound, he raised his feet and walked forward inexplicably.

When the reaction came, the man had arrived in front of purple dust.

He frowned, stared at the little girl in front of him, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Who bullied you?"

Tuanzi thought of what happened yesterday. His heart was cold and hummed, and his face avoided his hand.

Purple dust action meal.

Tuanzi stared at him with an undisguised complaint in his eyes.

Just as she was about to say something, a voice came from the side.

"Tuanzi? You're here, too“

Tuanzi turned around and saw that Miao Xuanxuan had come out of the thunder pool and was walking this way.

For a moment, she didn't know what to think. Suddenly she took a step forward, grabbed Zichen's hand and buried her little face.

Her soft and warm cheek pressed against the back of her hand and immediately made the purple dust freeze.

Then I heard the little girl muttering wrongfully.

"... I had a nightmare."

Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, patted her shoulder with her other hand and asked:

"What did you dream of?"