Chapter 63: The Emperor (2)
It's getting late, the busy streets are a little more bleak, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the cold caused by the wind is gradually becoming clearer.
The little girl stood alone at the corner of the street, her dark eyes bright but a little helpless.
It looks really pathetic.
“……”
Little cabbage, the ground is yellow~
The corners of Chu Yanhuan's eyes twitched, squatted down silently, reached out to support her white soft cheeks, and sighed.
Why does it feel like she's so miserable?
Like a little beggar begging for food, he almost put a broken bowl in front of him!
It's a coincidence.
At this moment, a little boy with clear eyebrows approached, put a silver ingot in front of her, and smiled shyly at her, and said in a milky voice.
"Little sister, go buy something to eat...... Ah, my mother is coming for me! ”
"Goodbye, little sister!"
As he spoke, the little doll ran away, and there was a gentle-looking lady in the distance, who seemed to be the boy's mother.
“……”
The corners of Chu Yanhuan's eyes continued to twitch, and he was a little loveless.
If she says she's not a beggar, will you believe it?
The little girl had a snow-white and delicate little face, and waved her little paws at the mother and son.
Hesitated.
Chu Yanhuan still picked up the silver ingot.
Don't be in vain, she's not stupid, she's a penniless little pitiful now.
……
Ten minutes later.
Chu Yanhuan continued to squat in the corner alone, silently nibbling on baked cakes.
It's quite fragrant.
Huh~
The little girl hung her little head, her hair was stained with snowdrops, and she whispered something in her mouth.
"My dignified Fu Yue would have fallen to this point, if I hadn't promised Jun Heng that guy that he couldn't use his power in the small world, Lao Tzu would have ...... a long time ago."
"Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will destroy that stupid system, and he won't even give me the plot."
The little girl looks like a pink carving, muttering over there with a straight face, looking pitiful and cute.
After nibbling on the baked cakes, Chu Yanhuan patted his little paws and stood up.
No, she can't just eat and wait to die.
Raising his eyes and looking around, Chu Yanhuan stared at a carriage parked on the side of the road.
This car looks simple from the outside, but even the curtains on the windows are made of fine cloud brocade, low-key and exquisite.
Well, it's a rich guy.
She's going to touch porcelain!
*
The carriage stopped on the side of the road, and the little guy seemed to have gone shopping.
The little girl snuck it up, then lifted the curtain and peeked inside.
Visible to the eye.
It's a teenager-like person, not very old.
But it has begun to show its glory.
Incense was burning in the carriage, and the boy's side face was slightly blurred in the smoke, but the general outline could still be seen clearly, the bridge of the nose was high, and the side face was delicate and perfect.
He was taking a nap with his eyes closed, supporting his head with one hand, and the wrist exposed by the sleeves was as white as jade and beautiful.
Chu Yanhuan was stunned for a moment.
The little girl let out a very short sigh as soon as her feet slipped, and she pulled on the carriage so hard that she did not fall.
The thick curly long eyelashes trembled twice, and Shen Qingjue woke up.
The young man raised his dark and cold eyes, and looked straight at Chu Yanhuan outside the window, his glass-like eyes were clear, like the top of a snow-capped mountain that has not melted for many years, and the unique cold.
“……”
It's a little embarrassing.
But it was precisely because of this that Chu Yanhuan also saw his appearance clearly.
The eyebrows are picturesque, and the thin lips are like flowers.
The young man's eyebrows were full of clarity, as clean as snow.
Delicate to the point of almost beautiful looks.
Shen Qingjue glanced at her lightly, her eyes were not cold, but there was also an indescribable sense of distance.
"Who are you?"
The voice is as clear as snow.,With a slight magnetism unique to teenagers.。。
The tone was not cold, nor arrogant, but his indifference could be clearly felt.