"Who asked you to sit down?" Unexpectedly, he was still finding fault after this.
Bai Languo stood up calmly, a little depressed, but did not dare to make any mistakes and stood quietly.
Pu Yangyue then put down the book in his hand, and then ordered her to take the brocade box from the closet shelf and open it.
The exquisite brocade box was quite heavy. Bai Languo wondered if there were neatly arranged rows of gold ingots inside. When he opened it, he was disappointed. There were only small things like rattles, clay figurines, broken kites, etc. It's a broken thing for a broken boy. It turns out that the weight of this thing is the box. It's really gold and jade on the outside and ruins on the inside.
Pu Yangyue glanced at her disappointed expression. Although he expected it, he still frowned: "Don't you recognize her?"
Bai Languo was stunned. Should he recognize these things? He hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes! Of course I do. This is a rattle, this is a mask, this is a clay figurine, this is a top, this is a puppet, and there are some broken steps..."
"That's not what I meant." Pu Yangyue interrupted him with a cold tone, "These are not ordinary toys. Don't you have any impression at all?"
"Impression?" Bai Languo murmured and repeated, could it be that a child's toy "belongs to the princess?"
Pu Yangyue seemed to be angry, and took a deep breath to calm down his anger: "Her things are not that broken."
"Oh..." Yes, these rags don't belong to rich children at first glance, but poor people can't afford to buy so many. They are probably the things of ordinary people's children, but Puyang Yue is inexplicably showing these things to himself. what
Without waiting for him to ask questions, he replied coldly: "Is this something from your childhood?"
"Mine? From my childhood?" Bai Languo asked in surprise, subconsciously blurting out, "How can you have something from my childhood, since I am also your adopted daughter?"
Puyang Yue suddenly wanted to crash to death in front of her, how could he become... such a rogue and shameless girl
"I'm only two years older than you, how can I raise you?" Puyang Yue felt that his temper was already surprisingly good. If he were more irritable, he wouldn't even bother to explain to such a fool.
"Then where did you get these things from my childhood?" Bai Languo asked curiously.
Puyang Yue squinted his eyes: "That's not important. What's important is that you don't remember these things? Don't remember any of them?"
How could I possibly remember it? He didn't know it at all. Bai Languo took a look at those things. They recognized him, but he didn't recognize them. I was really sorry.
He shook his head honestly and used the most vulgar excuse to deal with him: "I got sick two years ago and lost my memory when I woke up!"
Puyang Yue sneered, his eyes cold: "Amnesia? Huh, are you too lazy to lie anymore? You are an orphan, adopted by the old man Bai Yan. Apart from your three senior brothers, the people who grew up with you when you were young, No one else, these things are either given to you by your senior fellow apprentices or given to you by your master."
Bai Languo's little heart was beating wildly: "Well... that should be the case..."
"It's not what it should be, it's what it is!" Pu Yangyue suddenly emphasized his tone and shouted angrily.
Bai Languo was so frightened that he shrank his neck and burst into tears: "What on earth do you want to say? Then if I don't remember, I just don't remember. What do you want from me?"
Puyang Yue closed the brocade box and exhaled from the side of his face, as if he was very angry. After a long time, he slowly said a word softly. He said it lightly and casually, but in Bai Languo's view, it was like a heavy stone. It hit my heart—
He said: "You are not... the original Bai Languo at all."