After the song was over, the man in red got up, hugged the piano and prepared to leave.

"Hey, wait." Hua Liuli hurried to catch up and stopped in front of him.

"Are you so beautiful?" Hua Liuli clasped her hands and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Princess, this is the second prince." The palace man beside him interrupted.

"I've seen the princess." The man saluted. He knew that Princess Liuli would return to the palace today, but that has nothing to do with him. He is just a prince who has no father and is not favored. Wait for the day, the queen Let him get married, and Princess Liuli is born of Mu Jinjun, the mother's favorite. She was born with auspiciousness, and was accepted as an apprentice by a fairy. He and she are not from the same world. He is just a poor man, and the man is beautiful. His eyes dimmed, making Hua Liuli, who had been looking at him, a little distressed.

"Your eyes are beautiful, you should smile more." Hua Liuli couldn't help touching his eyes with both hands, and called softly, "Second brother."

"You." The man's long eyelashes trembled, and he looked at her complicatedly. He didn't expect that the princess with superior talent would call him brother. Among the princes and daughters, he had the worst background, because his father was Qing. The palace was brought back by the empress in micro clothes, but he died of dystocia when he was born. He was always ignored in the harem, and other princes and princesses also looked down on him and did not associate with the son of Qingguan.

"Isn't it? Aren't you the second prince? That's my elder brother." Hua Liuli looked at him with big eyes full of doubts, and the man was stunned.

The woman is dressed in white, she looks like a fairy in the sun, her eyes are full of mirrors, faint dimples are looming, it seems that when she looks at you, it is like being illuminated by the sun. A feeling of self-loathing, he is too humble, and she should be too beautiful.

Taking advantage of Hua Liuli's inattention, the man fled in a hurry holding the piano.

"What's his name?" Hua Liuli asked the courtier as she watched the red corner of her clothes disappear.

"Princess, the second prince's name is Huayan, and he is one year older than you." The palace man replied.

"The flowers are beautiful and beautiful, gentle and graceful while they are free. The eyes are full of drunkenness, and the faint brows touch the distant mountains. The face of the flowers, the face of the flowers, is very beautiful." Hua Liuli took off and came out, praising.

"The princess is so talented and good at poetry." The palace man praised her, she deserves to be blessed by the heavens and a disciple of a fairy.

Hua Liuli was a little embarrassed, she didn't make this poem, but she couldn't tell them that she was time-traveling, forget it, there is no Du Fu and Li Bai in this world, so it's okay to borrow it.

"Let's go." Hua Liuli persuaded herself and left with the palace servants.

After Hua Liuli left, the man in red came out from behind the rockery, stared blankly at the back of his leaving, the light in his eyes floated, and said softly, "Light of Liuli."

This is the first time someone has composed a poem for him, and it is also the first time someone is so formal about him. Although it is because of this face, Hua Yan touched her face, and for the first time she did not hate her face so much. Ji Fujun's face has always been regarded as a shame by the royal family. He also has low self-esteem in his heart, but he never pitifully begs others to look at him more and care about him.

Today, there was a woman who lit up his world and walked into his heart, but it would be great if she wasn't the princess, or his sister.

Huayan's hand holding Qin tightened, feeling sad.

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