Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

"No need, remember to pay for it yourself," Zengjun said.

"I understand, I understand." Then he waved his hand to signal his younger brothers to retreat.

He retreated and ran away, and his brothers also hurriedly rode away on horseback. If Zeng Jun caught up with them, it would be a waste of their lives.

Zeng Jun put away the sword and returned it to Lu Yi. "It feels good, much better than the last one."

"Ah~, um..., you can take it if you like it." Lu Yi was also tactful.

Zengjun put the sword on the carriage and said, "This is a farewell, Feiyu and you too." He turned around, picked up Weiwei and walked towards the imperial city.

Fei Yu patted Lu Yi on the shoulder and said, "Let's go quickly. It will be too late to leave when those people come back."

Lu Yi looked at Zeng Jun in front of him. He walked very slowly. This time, Zeng Jun led the way for him. He had no weapons and did not need any.

Lu Yi looked at the sword beside him and drove his horse again.

Fei Yu dismounted and led the other two horses, walking like Zengjun. This time, he was also covering Zengjun's rear.

"This is the human world you've always dreamed of." Zeng Jun seemed to be speaking for his father.

"Huh? What's wrong? Why do you say that? And some of them are going to have tea. Why don't we wait for them and just leave like this?" Weiwei was also confused. She was the only one who didn't understand what had just happened.

Zeng Jun was puzzled, "Yes, she probably hasn't been out of the house many times, how could she have the opportunity to see such complicated human hearts? But it's okay."

Zengjun also said, "Yes, they went to have tea, and asked us not to wait and say goodbye."

"Is that so? Then where are we going now?" Weiwei pointed to the imperial city in the distance. "There?"

"Yes, I'll take you to eat delicious food and have fun," Zengjun muttered, as if he owed Weiwei something. But it was true that Zengjun had a premonition that the surprise he wanted most would appear here.

Also arrived at the city.

Zengjun was still holding Weiwei and walked straight in. The guards did not stop him. This time, Zengjun no longer looked like a beggar. The Weiwei he brought with him was enough to make all the guards understand.

After entering the city, Zengjun gently placed Weiwei on the ground, implying that she was no longer a child.

Weiwei stood on the ground, not forgetting to continue holding Zengjun's hand.

Zengjun felt around, this place was very big and there were many things he had never seen before.

"Ahem, Weiwei, this place looks quite fun. I'll take you for a walk after dinner." Zengjun cleared his throat, which also happened to be a good reminder of my childhood.

"Okay, okay, then now I won't be called Zengyi anymore. Weiwei likes this name, and Weiwei likes you too." Weiwei said in a child's voice. At this moment, she was like a complete child, her small body was filled with a curious heart.

She doesn't think about anything and just says whatever she wants to say. Zengjun won't argue with her, and there's no need to think about it. Zengjun will also provide her with the best solution.

Zengjun looked at Weiwei's small face, which was slightly red. He leaned down and touched Weiwei's small face, "It's cold, your face is frozen red."

To Weiwei, this seemed like an answer. Sometimes she was smart, but sometimes she understood nothing. She didn't want to understand. She just wanted to simply think that Zengjun cared about her, and Zengjun cared about a younger sister named Zengyi.

But Weiwei was still ignorantly sad. Zengjun no longer belonged to her, just like Zengjun had said a long time ago, a long time ago.

Weiwei will only be Weiwei, and we will only stop there and cannot go any further. This is nothing, but if Weiwei does not give up, every day and every moment, the relationship between her and Zengjun will only be torture, and Zengjun will only be like a child taking care of him. This has never changed.

Weiwei raised her head and looked at Zengjun affectionately, her eyes seemed to be asking, can you choose me or something like that, "Zengjun"

"What's wrong? Are you hungry because of the bumps and bruises caused by passers-by?" Zengjun asked patiently.

"Well, is it really impossible for us?" Weiwei asked the question again. She was unwilling to accept it. Zengjun was clearly right in front of her, but there was always a sense of distance between them.

"We can be very good friends forever." Zengjun rubbed her little face with his hands. The weather was indeed a little cold.

"Just, friends?" Weiwei blinked her eyelashes at Zengjun. She remembered what Guiguan said. Guiguan said that to someone like him, acting like a spoiled child was more useful than anything else.

"Of course, we agreed long ago that I will take you to see the world and keep you safe," Zeng Jun comforted, but it didn't sound like comfort, it was just a description of the facts.

"Is it just a deal?" Weiwei hugged Zengjun's thigh and asked a soul-searching question. At this moment, the answer was particularly important to her.

Zeng Jun didn't know what to do. When people around him saw someone bullying a child, they all gathered around and watched, "Why is this person bullying such a cute little girl?"

Zengjun doesn't care about the people around him at all. To Zengjun, there are only him and Weiwei, and now, he must give Weiwei an answer.

Fei Yu and Lu Yi also stopped behind him.

"No," Zeng Jun finally said, because he didn't want to classify this behavior as a transaction. He just rescued a child on the way to escape. This child just happened to be a princess, happened to be Weiwei, and was Zeng Yi. "We are family."

Everyone listened to this without any problem. Perhaps only Zengjun and Weiwei knew the scope of this line, which was more than classic friends but less than lovers. Maybe they could cross this line in the future, but based on her understanding of Zengjun, this was destined to be the case in his life.

The crowd gradually dispersed and the surroundings returned to calm.

Weiwei stood there, deep in thought.

Zengjun accompanied her patiently.

"Then, I'll wait for you for sixty years. After you start your new life, we'll be together again, okay?" Weiwei said, making plans for Zengjun's next life.

"What if you can't find me?" Zengjun also chatted and laughed with her. They both knew the situation clearly.

"I will find it, and I won't stop until I find it," Weiwei said sweetly. This seemed to be her greatest understanding of life. Perhaps the only thing left was the bitterness she wanted.

"Maybe we can be sisters in the future." Zengjun also smiled, feeling a little bitter inside. At this moment, he didn't want to tell the truth, but to continue acting, but it was a drama that came from his heart.

"Sisters, we can reverse the prophecy, we can change it," Weiwei said in a childish tone. She had made an appointment for Songjun's next life, so she seemed very happy. It was only sixty years, or just a few days.

"Okay then," Zeng Jun agreed, 'How long will my life span be?'

"Yeah," Weiwei stretched out her right hand and made a pinky promise, "Pin it, or I'm afraid you won't admit it."