"Go away!"

"Your Highness the Nine, slave maid... The slaves are tired and can't play hide and seek with you, so please ask His Royal Highness the Ninth to be gracious. ”

"Mother, is Yuan'er a monster?"

His Royal Highness the Ninth asked Concubine Iris.

The concubine didn't answer, just asked him to cover his eyes.

His Royal Highness the Ninth stumbled along, trying to take off the cloth many times, and the scars on his hands were staggered.

It was all beaten by the concubine with wicker.

Walk in the dark.

His Royal Highness the Ninth listened attentively to the noise of the minions outside.

Very envious.

He can't go out like a normal person, and his mother will lock him in the cupboard.

Afterward.

It's about getting used to it.

Even with your eyes closed, you can feel the road thoroughly.

Keep your head down.

was beaten and scolded by Concubine Iris: "Monster, you monster, why did this palace give birth to a monster like you!" ”

"Gouge out your eyes for me!"

His mother hugged him.

His Royal Highness the Ninth struggled: "Don't! Don't! Mother! ”

Concubine Kis patted him on the back gently: "Don't be afraid, Yuan'er, gouge out these eyes, and it will be fine." ”

"They're not going to call you a monster anymore."

His Royal Highness the Ninth covered his face and trembled: "I never cared!" Why do you think Yuan'er is a monster even the mother concubine! ”

"Because you... It's a monster.."

"Whoever has purple eyes, you're a monster."

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and disgust.

Even the iris had fear and hatred in her eyes.

Later she died.

The life of His Royal Highness Nine did not get much better.

Every step in the snow.

Those past events are vivid.

Rong Yuan looked at it coldly.

The purple eyes did not move.

Then hate it, hate it, and hate it.

That heart has long been numb to the extreme.

Rong Yuan walked.

He didn't know where he was going, as if he was the only one on the road.

Because monsters are rejected by man.

Until a small hand grabbed his clothes.

The boy lowered his eyes.

The seven or eight-year-old girl looked at him with her wet eyes, and said softly: "A-Yuan." ”

The oval eyes are dark and shiny, and the tails of the eyes are slightly narrow. Snow skin and red lips, the charm of the sky appeared on this pure and beautiful face.

It's already white and delicate.

Especially the snow-white fur on his body, which is even more stunning.

Rong Yuan's narrow purple eyes fell on her face.

Those eyes, in particular, were very familiar.

The system tells Su Ci that she is in Rong Yuan's nightmare.

Everything I saw just now is true.

Su Ci's heart felt a pain.

She tugged at the young man's clothes, stood on tiptoe, and said seriously: "A-Yuan is not a monster. ”

Rong Yuan picked her up: "Little.. Fox? ”

The young man's purple eyes were a little empty, and his purple eyes gradually became dark, he tightened his arms, hooked his lips and laughed at himself: "You see the past of the main hall, aren't you embarrassed?" ”

"Regret it?"

Rong Yuan looked at Su Ci intently, and said softly: "It's a pity, I know your true face now, and I won't let you go." ”

A pair of small hands reached out.

Gently touching his eyes.

A glutinous soft voice came, and she said seriously: "It's not a monster, your eyes are beautiful." ”

"Brighter than the stars."

"A-Yuan is not a monster."

Rong Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

He hugged the little girl and chuckled.

This sentence.

When he was a child, he wished he had someone to talk to.

He's not a monster.

But no.

I thought that when I heard this sentence again, I would be indifferent.

But Rong Yuan still overestimated himself.