The gentle breeze blows refreshingly.
Early on the next morning, Yun Tingruo left the Zichen Hall.
The Queen Mother was not in the palace, and no one cared about her, and the Ninth Princess did not appear.
Instead, let Yun Tingruo work quietly.
In the pear garden, unknown light yellow flowers are showing brightly. Those flowers bloom among the weeds. When the wind passes,
Drifting in the wind.
Before Yun Tingruo walked into the depths of the grass, he saw a figure in the grass.
My shoulders were twitching and I didn't know what I was doing.
Bei Niyuan carefully whittled the small piece of wood in his hand, trying hard to recall the wooden gun made by Yun Tingruo.
He was very serious and cut very hard with each knife.
"What are you doing?" Yun Tingruo looked at the side of his face. The long scars were twisted and looked like dark clouds covering the flawless white clouds.
Upon hearing Yun Tingruo's figure, Bei Niyuan panicked and hid the small piece of wood under his sleeve.
He turned around and looked away from Yun Tingruo.
"No, nothing."
It's really difficult for the arrogant Bei Niyuan to lie.
"You're making a wooden gun." Yun Tingruo raised her eyebrows in an indifferent tone.
Looking ahead, the blue trains are rippling like waves, passing layer by layer, setting off blooming flowers.
"No, I didn't." Midway through his words, Bei Niyuan suddenly covered his mouth and innocently took out the small piece of wood in his hand.
The little boy's face was full of awkwardness.
If he does this secretly, she will definitely be angry!
"Let's do it together!" Yun Tingruo took the small piece of wood in his hand, with a soft expression on her face.
Hearing this, Bei Niyuan immediately raised his face and looked at Yun Tingruo in disbelief.
Watch her skillfully whittling wood and waving her little hands skillfully.
After a while, Bei Niyuan said stupidly: "Did you make it for me?"
"Yes." Yun Tingruo's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.
She didn't know why she made him a wooden gun. Maybe it was the persistence in his eyes that made her see her former self.
The two started to move, this time much faster.
Bei Niyuan looked at the wooden gun in his hand with joy and kept playing with it.
He is really no different from an ordinary little boy.
Looking at his energetic face, the shaking scars were full of ferocity.
Yun Tingruo raised her eyebrows slightly: "Beiniyuan, let me see your scars."
Suddenly, there was a freezing coldness that almost froze the sunshine in the sky!
The smile on Bei Niyuan's lips suddenly stopped, and his body slowly began to tremble. The hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, and veins popped out!
"I'll kill you!" Bei Niyuan's eyes were filled with ice, and he threw the wooden gun in his hand fiercely.
The dagger in his hand was swung at Yun Tingruo.
Every move is very merciless.
Yun Tingruo's body flashed, and her hair fluttered in the air.
His body passed by Bei Niyuan, his eyes swept over the other person's face, and he saw that his eyes were all red.
The red is burning, the red is bright.
"Beiniyuan, calm down."
Yun Tingruo tried to wake up Bei Niyuan while dodging Bei Niyuan's moves.
Bei Niyuan looked like he was in a daze.
This is an inner demon.
Could this scar be an unbearable past
She just asked about the scar, not to rub salt into his scar.
But I wanted to see if the scar could be removed.
"Go to hell." Bei Niyuan's mind was filled with fire, fire, and those cruel hands that violently grabbed his head and pressed him against the pillar full of fire.
pain!
The pain was heartbreaking.
The air was filled with the smell of burning and the sound of skin cracking.
All he could see in Yun Tingruo's eyes was that person's figure.
"Pa." Yun Tingruo clasped Bei Niyuan's hands and pressed her hands on his temples.
With a slight "ding" sound, Bei Niyuan felt that the strength in his body was constantly relaxing, his body went limp, and the dagger in his hand also dropped.
Bei Niyuan's body softened at the same time, and he fell heavily to the ground.
His black and white eyes were filled with the reflection of the sky.
The whole person seemed to be stupid.
"Bei Niyuan, Bei Niyuan." Yun Tingruo patted his face, looking at him with a little guilt in his eyes, but without any fluctuation in his emotions.
He should have known that this scar would hit him so hard.
She asked in another way.
"Yun Tingruo." Bei Niyuan suddenly spoke, his voice was tender and clear, his expression seemed confused!
Yun Tingruo grabbed his hand and felt that his hand was cold to the bone.
The scars on his face turned red due to excitement, but his eyes were as clear and pure as an angel!
"I am here."
The lips parted slightly, word after word.
"I am the crown prince of the Northern Kingdom. I was born in the Northern Kingdom. I was named the crown prince as soon as I was born. When I was five years old, my father led me to send troops to fight against the enemy Feng Kingdom."
His tone was full of pride. At that time, he was admired by thousands of people, with three hundred maids and three hundred eunuchs. The people who served him could fill the Yingyue Pond.
He is the most noble prince in the North, with the proudest bloodline. His mother is the daughter of the first noble in the North. He is Bei Niyuan, who is envied by everyone.
Yun Tingruo cheered up, knowing that he was going to tell her his story.
"But in that battle, my father was defeated by General Leng Potian of the Feng Kingdom. His bones were exposed, and the Northern Kingdom was defeated. I was labeled by the national master as a monster who brought disaster to the country, and the disaster star came to the world."
At this point, Bei Niyuan's eyes were full of sorrow. In the luxurious Northern Palace, the queen mother knelt in front of her father in a Phoenix Palace dress, begging him hard not to believe those rumors.
The noble queen mother was so humble. She was slapped several times by her father, but she kept kowtowing.
At that time, he hid behind the pillar and did not dare to go out.
Yun Tingruo tightened his hands, what a painful past, what a tragic past.
"Later on, it snowed in April in the North, and ice and rocks fell in May. There was no harvest. I became a monster in everyone's mouth. My father never came to see me in the East Palace even when he was not here. I just stayed like that day after day, day after day. I have been staying in the East Palace for so long that I have almost forgotten my father’s appearance.”
Bei Niyuan smiled coolly, his eyes dry and without tears.
At this time, he felt so fragile and fragile, as if he would break at the touch of a touch.
After hearing about Bei Niyuan's past, Yun Tingruo felt somewhat clear in her heart.
The darkness in the royal family can never be seen.
Not even sunlight can dispel it.
"Later, I came to Feng Country and stayed here for two years."
Bei Niyuan said the last sentence very lightly.
It's like telling someone else's story.
Yun Tingruo lowered his eyes: "You are not a monster, someone wants to harm you."
These natural disasters are nothing but normal occurrences in modern times.
In this time and space, it was forcibly imposed on innocent people. It was obvious that someone did it deliberately.
"Aren't you afraid that I will harm you?" Bei Niyuan looked at Yun Tingruo in surprise.
In the Feng Kingdom Palace, no maid was willing to talk to him.
She was the only one who was not afraid of him and was willing to talk to him.
He had never dared to say this because he was afraid that Yun Tingruo would dislike him.
"What's so scary?" Yun Tingruo rolled her eyes secretly. Her soul came from the 21st century.
The evil caused by these monsters is simply an illusion.