The southern vases quiver.

“Why are you so great that you don’t talk to me about it?”Do you advocate for the Night King's House?Do you know how dangerous this is?That’s the matter of burying life!”

Of course, even the bird knew, he said: "We just want to go in and pour medicine on Song, and we left, I didn't expect this."

“Does the king think so?Where is the king’s house, don’t you know?Even if you don't know the power of it, even if the bird is confused, it still has such a bad idea!"Even if there is a sense of blame in the tone of the South Hou, it is more, but it is worried.

After all, even the bird was the orphan he saved, and he followed him for twenty years.

I’ve been like a son before!

Could it be in a hurry?

Even the bird is very worried: "Now the most important thing is the safety of the bird, or hurry to find a way to save him."

The South Prince was silent, his brows locked, he was very worried, half silent, and said, "Man is now in the hands of the second prince, I believe that the second prince will force him to make a strict confession, even the bird naturally gritted its teeth, but once you can't ask what, even the life of the bird is not lost."

The white voice is in a hurry.

"No, he was caught for cover me, I can't let him give my life for me, I will save him!"

Turn around and leave.“Hold on!”The South National Hou shouted to him in time, quickly walked around to him, and analyzed the situation, "You are now going to save people, is it equivalent to dying without saving?"The two royal palaces must be heavily guarded, you have inserted a pair of wings, and it is difficult to fly in, and the royal palace is so big, I don't know what even the bird people are locked up in.

The place.”

"But I can't ignore it."

“I can’t take your life!Don't be impulsive, I'll find a way."

“What way?”

“Leave that alone.”The South seems to have an idea.

It is being pondered in my heart.

At this time, the housekeeper also sent clean clothes.

He knocked on the door and said, “Grandpa, the clothes are coming.”

The South said to him, “Okay, I’ll do it!”You go to change into clean clothes, and live here tonight, and hurry out of the city tomorrow morning."

“I can help!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

“White looks at him.The South Prince told him very seriously: "Your identity is the prince of Hu Yi, and the king of the future!"When the time is ripe for your father and your mother, if you let people know that the widow of the first king is still alive, you will provoke death!The king will never let you go, now I have

After planning everything for you, you can't definitely happen now!All you have to do is wait!”

White is silent.

In fact, the so-called king, he did not have any idea.The South Prince probably guessed his mind and grabbed his arm: "Ayu, I wish you could live safely, but your life is not safe and stable for a lifetime, your bones are flowing with the blood of the Hu Yi royal family, this world is destined to be yours, you have no choice!"Think of yours.

Father, think of your mother."

White is a toothbrush!

The bruises popped on the forehead.

Hatred, home, is his responsibility!

That night he stayed in the house.

But without a mind to rest.

On the one hand, worry about the birds, on the other hand, think about the South.

Seven to eight.

He was sitting in the house when a small head suddenly came out of the door.

“Who are you?”

The sound is tender.

Smell, white voice turned to look, saw a child standing in the doorway, small body crooked, big eyes looking at themselves.

Those eyes are full of doubt.

“Who are you again?”

"My name is Ahmad."The little guy came in from outside and blinked a few eyes.

The end?

White Yin suddenly said, “You are the son of the South?”

“Hmm.”

He heard Ji Yunshu talk about the cesarean section of the temple that year.

Damn, this is your cousin.

It's twilight!

He looked up and asked seriously, “It’s so late, why are you here?”

He said, "I'll come and see you."

“Look at me?”

"You know what?You are the first person I’m the first to let live here, you must be a big monster, so Dad will be afraid of you, let you live here, right?”

The big monster?

White could not grasp the meaning of this little guy's mouth.

He waved his hand, did not care to bullshit with him, only said: "You still hurry to go, there is no big monster here, if you don't go again, there will be ghosts to arrest you."

“I’m not afraid of ghosts!”Ahmad looked up at his head and looked seriously, "Aad said, there are no ghosts in the world, so I'm not afraid."

“Why are you so disobedient?”

He walked up to him and held out his finger.

Then he muttered something softly with his mouth.

The little eyebrows were wrinkled.

Small hands are fat.

When the white voice was confused, Ahmad stretched out his small arm and calf to his knees.

After a long time, the soft body finally sat on his lap.

White is embarrassed.

“You... what are you doing?”

Ahmad used his ass to force his thighs a few times and said, “A father said, the big monster can’t touch or sit, or you’ll eat me, but I’ll touch it and sit down, why don’t you eat me?”

White voice: “...”

He was worried about the panic in his heart, but after hearing this thing the little guy said, the dark clouds in his heart suddenly dispersed a lot.

Ahmad said, “So you’re not a monster!”

Bai Yin showed a spoiled smile and touched his head: "I am not a monster, I am your brother."

"I'm calling your brother."

“I mean...” He said, closing his smile, “and tell you, you won’t understand.”

“Then I went to sleep.”He slowly shrunk from his thigh.

When he got to the ground, he ran to the door.

The head did not go back.

He got up and followed a few steps and stopped, then went to the window sill and watched the little guy leave.

It is so cute,

His hand was inadvertently on the window sill.

He did not know what he had encountered, and felt uneven, and was very stuporable.

Hands down, look down.

I saw what the wooden window sill seemed to be carved by a sharp weapon such as a dagger.

Because of the time for too long, coupled with the friction of perennial, the handwriting is not very clear.

His fingertips crossed one by one on the line of the engraved lines.

A bit of pain in my head.

The vague memories came up.

In the haze, he seemed to see a small figure lying on the window sill, with a knife in his hand, pinch his ass on the window sill with what words.

The handwriting is crooked.

But in the blink of an eye, the memory dissipated.

His eyebrows tightened, and his eyes shifted from the handwriting lines carved from the window sill to the heavy rain outside.

In the distance, it was dark.I don’t know if the bird is safe now.