"Meet the Master!"

The small figure stood quietly in front of Huayang Palace, wearing a light black robe, his long black hair was slightly tied up, he did not wear the Taoist purple gold lotus crown, and his body was not visible, and he held the red wooden box with one hand.

Looking at this person, the two palace slaves in front of Huayang Palace immediately saluted, these days, for this person, they also know the origin, and their status is not comparable to them, and they immediately said in unison and bowed.

"The master is going to enter Huayang Palace, and the slave will go to Tongyu!"

The gray-clothed palace slave on the right side slowly stepped forward and saluted again, although he was a little surprised that the master stayed in front of Huayang Palace, but the matter between the nobles was not known to them.

"No, you just wait for me to not exist."

With one hand swinging slightly, he glanced at the two palace slaves in front of him, he was not interested in entering Huayang Palace to see the Empress Dowager Huayang, and after a word, the two palace slaves responded with their heads and returned to their original positions, without saying much.

At the same time, in the Huayang Palace, the area is vast, and the prosperous scenery is all over it, as the most noble person in the entire Xianyang Palace, everything inside is naturally the best in the Qin State.

The pavilions are orderly and arranged, the appearance is obvious, with the black of the Great Qin as the solemn meaning, the internal pavilions, corridors are meandering, according to the rare traditional architectural structure that does not belong to the Qin State, it looks quite mysterious.

One by one, the maids walked by, without a sound, so as not to disturb the nobles, in the huge Huayang Palace, under the shroud of spiritual awareness, there was not much sound, except for the crisp sound that was echoing in Zhou Qing's ears at the moment.

"Childe, run slowly, watch your step!"

"Childe!"

“……”

At this moment, it was just past noon, and on the huge and empty square, a group of red-clothed girls who were fifteen or sixteen years old were scattered in all directions, and one by one their eyes converged on the central person.

The maids are very good-looking, with good facial features, graceful figures, palace slave costumes, slender and soft arms stretched out, looking at one person with a very nervous expression.

The man, who was not very old, but two or three years old, was more than three feet tall, wearing a luxurious brocade robe, with a child's hair in a bun, and his horns fell, and he still looked a little yellow in the pitch black, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his face was delicate.

At this moment, he was running around with a happy face, and a trace of joy bloomed in his smart dark eyes, and he seemed to find it even more interesting to look at the actions of these maids around him.

Stepping on splendid cloud shoes, running around on the hard square ground, dodging the figures of one maid after another, quite complacent, laughter rose from his mouth, and the sound of immaturity swirled.

For this child, running around is very comfortable, but for the maids around him, it is not true, and watching the child's rapid running, it is impossible to help but not be nervous in everyone's hearts.

This is the descendant of Daqin, the son-in-law of the current king, named Fusu, after the death of his mother Mrs. Zheng, he was raised by the Empress Dowager Huayang, and her status is extremely noble.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, under the strict protection of Gongzi Fusu, who was a maid, his flawless face suddenly became small, and he seemed to remember some voice in his ears, and it went straight to his heart, which was very tempting.

With a light sigh, the small body turned slightly, looking in a direction on the square, although there were many palace walls blocking it, but looking at it from perspective, it was opposite to Zhou Qing's four eyes.

Driven by instinct in his heart, his clever and lovely body moved straight, trotting in the direction from which the sound came, and where he passed, one by one the maids avoided it, but followed closely.

Although I don't understand why Fusu Gongzi has changed his interest and is not playing with them, as long as Gongzi is worry-free, he immediately glanced at each other quickly, and then accelerated his pace and cleared the obstacles for Fusu Gongzi in front.

After a hundred and ten breaths, Gongzi Fusu, who was trotting all the way, came from the square in Huayang Palace to the entrance of the palace gate, and in the distance, he saw a black figure standing there.

I felt in my heart that it seemed that the person was calling himself, and he walked a foot-long step to the person, raised his head, looked at the other party quietly, and looked at the other party very curiously.

"You're Fusu?"

A little bit of his fingers was a wisp of Taoist true qi that submerged into the body of the child in front of him, calming the other party's rapid breathing, nourishing the other party's meridians, looking at each other deeply up and down, smiling slightly, and whispering.

"Who are you? How do you know my name? ”

Xiao Fusu opened his big round and bright eyes, and looked at each other curiously again, he didn't seem to have seen him, but he knew himself, and the white and tender little hand in front of him moved at will in front of him.

The many maids who followed Fusu's side also stood quietly, although they didn't know the identity of the young man in front of them, but the palace slaves didn't stop them, thinking about some origins, even so, they still stood apart, quietly waiting for Fusu's son's departure.

"Of course I know you."

"As for who I am? In a few years, you may know, but now those are not the point, three days later, it will be your birthday, so this is my gift to you in advance! ”

The one-handed mahogany box, running vigorously, slowly floated in front of Fusu, and a smile flashed on his face, and he pointed to the small wooden box with one finger, and said to Xiao Fusu.

Looking at the joy and happiness on Fusu's face now, Zhou Qing felt that if history remained, then this would be the happiest period in Fusu's heart.

"A gift for me? It's true? ”

"It'...... Why didn't it fall? ”

Hearing the word gift, Xiao Fusu's bright eyes suddenly smiled, and the look of anticipation flashed on his delicate little face, and then he focused on the mahogany box in front of him, which was floating in the void on his chest.

Looking at a mahogany box standing in front of him out of thin air, Xiao Fusu was very curious and bent down to look under the wooden box, there was no support, and there was no support in the front and back, left and right, which was very strange.

"Open it up and see if you like it or not?"

Facing Xiao Fusu's expectant gaze, he pointed to the mahogany box again, the contents were custom-made by himself, although I don't know if Fusu will like it, but this is also his own heart.

In this life, he is the uncle of Xiao Fusu, and now he is not the son of Taoist Tianzong Xuanqing, but the fifth son of the first king of Zhuang Xiang, Ziqing.

"Well, you're moving pretty fast, Fusu, next year, we'll see you again!"

Suddenly, just as Zhou Qing was looking forward to watching Xiao Fusu open the mahogany box, he felt a sense of spiritual sense, and a trace of helplessness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he fell with a word, and his body disappeared leisurely in place.