Zhaoli thinks he's weird sometimes, a little cute.

The carriage didn't stop much when it arrived at Inyue City, and only changed a horse at the inn. The innkeeper stuffed a note into Yuanmo's hand when he changed horses, and Zhaoli saw it.

When it was time to set off again, Yuan Mo reached into the carriage and handed the note in his hand to Rong Qing, who took it and opened it.

"What is it?" Zhaoli asked him curiously.

"Apocalypse wants to marry Chen Guo." Rong Qing pinched the note in his hand.

"Huh? Is that Grand Duke going to marry Chen Guo? She was worried about the person who was going to marry her.

"It's Yan Yunqi."

Zhao Li was stunned, in fact, she liked Yan Yunqi a lot. She felt that although Yan Yunqi was a princess, she was more pitiful than her. Although she has no father or mother, at least she has the love of her grandfather and grandfather, and the Queen Mother is even more distressed that she is like flesh in her heart, but Yan Yunqi doesn't even know who her mother is.

On the evening of the third day, Rong Qing's carriage entered the Apocalypse City, and the red sleeves greeted him at the gate of the city, and after seeing the carriage, he shouted "Childe" under the window, and then jumped into the carriage and sat with Yuan Mo.

Back in the courtyard, Zhao Li ate half a bowl of fish soup after taking a bath and shouted to sleep, Rong Qing put down his chopsticks and got up and went into the house with her, she slept, he sat at the desk and didn't know what he was looking at.

It was getting dark, and there was a light in the room, which was a little dim.

Rong Qing stood by the window and saw Yuan Mo and Red Sleeves sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, Red Sleeves laughing.

He and Redsleeves grew up together.

He had just turned eight years old that year, and his master, Mo Hongxiu, the master of the Lechuan Pavilion of the previous generation, brought back a little girl who was five years old and named her Red Sleeves.

Her martial arts are passed down by Mo Hongxiu personally, although she is not as good as Rong Qing, she has few opponents in the Lechuan Pavilion.

Red Sleeves's background is very pitiful, just because she is a girl, she was sold by her biological father, and the family who bought her is also considered to have some power in the local area. Her mother came to the door of the house and wept and tried to ransom her, but was beaten to death by the housekeeper.

Redsleeve's biological father was a gambler, and he accepted the money from the family, and he didn't even hold a funeral for her mother, so he dug a pit casually and wrapped it in a straw mat and buried it.

She climbed the dog hole and escaped and met Mo Hongxiu, so she begged him to save herself, and Mo Hongxiu took her back to Lethe Pavilion.

Later, she joined the Killer Division, and the first mission was given to her by Mo Hongxiu, ordering her to return to the place where she came from, and kill the family who bought her at the beginning, when she was fourteen years old.

Now that she has a good home, Rong Qing is also very pleased.

He turned his head to look at Zhaoli, who was sleeping soundly in bed, and he also wanted to give her a home.

The next day, Rong Qing got up early in the morning and went to the Apocalypse Palace, the purpose of his trip was only for the antidote to cold poison. didn't take Zhao away, because he didn't want her to know why the poison on his body came from.

After Zhao Li woke up, he didn't see Rong Qing, and there were only red sleeves in the courtyard.

"Red Sleeves, where did Rong Qing go?" She asked, rubbing her eyes, as she sat on the bed.

"Childe has something important to go to the palace." Her son-in-law didn't bring the little princess with him, so naturally he didn't want her to know, she understood.

"Why don't you bring me along? I still want to go to Yunqi! ”

"Are the county lord and the second princess very familiar?" Red Sleeves asked her a little vigilantly, the second princess is not a good stubble.

"She's pathetic..."

Wretched? Poor for whom? The courtiers of the Apocalypse are afraid of Yan Yunluo and Yan Yunqi, what these two princesses are doing behind their backs is not pitiful at all!

Red Sleeves shook his head slightly, afraid that the little county lord was deceived by Yan Yunqi's innocent and cute appearance.

After breakfast, Zhao Li was bored in the courtyard, wrapped around the red sleeves and took her to play on the street. Red Sleeves didn't want to agree, but she was coquettish and pretending to be pitiful, so she was really helpless, so she promised that she could only walk on the street closest to the yard.

Zhaoli was so happy that he grabbed the arm of the red sleeve and went out.

The street closest to the courtyard is not very crowded, but it is also lively. Just because there is a restaurant called Yuehelou on that street, it is said that the food in the restaurant is comparable to the imperial palace meal, and most of the people who go to it on weekdays are the powerful people in the Apocalypse City.

Zhaoli is not interested in these, she has eaten a lot of imperial food in the palace, and she is only interested in the things sold by street vendors, such as what kind of dough kneader, sugar paintings, etc.

The stall selling sugar paintings is diagonally opposite Yuehe Building, and there are many children around the stall, all waiting for their turn to push the turntable to turn to big sugar paintings such as dragons and phoenixes.

Zhao Li squeezed into the children's pile, and saw that the turntable on the stall was turning, and a boy about eight or nine years old stared nervously at the turntable, and kept reading: "Dragon... Dragon... Dragon..."

As a result, he turned into a rabbit, and he looked disappointed.

"Hey, bad luck!"

"Let me come!" Zhaoli scooped up his sleeve and was about to move the pointer of the turntable.

"Why don't you line up?" A child looked at her with wide eyes, looking immature and cute, like a white bun.

"Why are you standing in line?" Zhao was puzzled. In the past, she didn't have the habit of queuing in Kyoto City, otherwise how could the people in Kyoto City say that she was overbearing?

If you want to buy something, you need it immediately, it is impossible to queue up, who doesn't recognize her as the county lord of Zhaoning, Prime Minister's Mansion. But now that it's the apocalypse, no one knows her, and even a child dares to ask her to line up.

"My mother said that if there is someone in front of you to buy something, then you have to queue up."

"I don't have a mother, my mother is dead!" The implication is that she has no one to teach, so she can skip the line.

"......" The child was dumbfounded, with a sympathetic expression on his face: "Then you are too pitiful, our mother is alive." ”

"......" Zhaoli swallowed her saliva, feeling that this was quite provocative, but she couldn't say where to provoke, so she didn't know how to refute it.

"Sister, then you turn first!" A little girl stepped forward and tugged at the hem of her dress.

Zhaoli looked down and felt that this little girl was very cute, so he reached out and pinched her face and said, "Come, sister will turn you a big one!" ”

Rolled up his sleeves and pretended to put on a posture, "Look! I'm going to start spinning! ”

The fingers flicked the pointer on the turntable hard, and the pointer spun rapidly, and Zhaoli and a group of children stared nervously at the pointer on the turntable.

"Dragon... Dragon... Dragon..."

“......”

The pointer awkwardly shifted to a fish, a small fish.

"Huh... This time doesn't count this time, this time doesn't count, I'll turn again! "She's going to start cheating.

"But you've turned it all once, and we haven't turned yet!"

"That's... Then I'll send you all the ones I turn to! "First bribe.

A few children looked at each other, there was no objection, it was great to be able to eat free sugar paintings.

But in a blink of an eye, each child had two candy paintings in their hands, and she still didn't turn to the dragon and phoenix, so she couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

"Girl, the old man has run out of sugar today, so let's come back tomorrow!" The old man who set up the stall was a little embarrassed, he had been setting up a sugar painting stall for many years, and he had never seen a buyer with such bad luck.

"Huh? That... So are you still swinging tomorrow? Zhaoli was a little unwilling.

"The old man sets up a stall here every day."

"Oh well..."

Zhaoli turned around and was about to leave.

"Girl, you haven't paid the money yet!"

Zhaoli turned around and saw the old man looking at her with blank eyes.

"Red Sleeves, give silver." She pouted.

Red Sleeves: "......"

......

"Red Sleeves?" Seeing that the red sleeves didn't move, she turned her head to look at her.

"I... I didn't bring any money. ”

“......”

When the old man heard this, he immediately panicked, "Girl, this is a small business, girl, you..."

"I paid for this girl!"

As soon as Zhao Li turned around, there was a young man in red standing in front of him, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Rong Qing.