When Feng Xiaolang picked the flowers, the child still didn't raise his head, but Feng Xiaolang knew that the child was not dead, so he patted the child's back lightly, but as soon as he touched the child's back, he felt It's like touching the thousand-year-old ice, it's bitingly cold.

Feng Xiaolang was startled, could it be that he was wrong, this child actually died a long time ago?

In the palace, if there are disobedient eunuchs, maidservants, guards and servants, even if the master is killed, no one will dare to stand up and complain. The palace is a dark prison closest to the blue sky and white sun.

Just when Feng Xiaolang was going to leave as if he hadn't seen him, he suddenly saw the child move. Feng Xiaolang was startled, worried that what he saw was a face that was bleeding from seven holes, with a dark blue face, and he was looking at the child without any trace. Take a step back.

But when the child raised his head, what he saw was not a frighteningly miserable face, but a delicate face with long flying eyebrows, slender eyes showing indifference, and the corners of his lips curled up, Although he is only seven or eight years old at this time, it makes people feel that this child is like a deadly poison, who knows the danger but wants to like it.

Feng Xiaolang held up the small umbrella and didn't know what to do. When he saw the child squatting in the flowers, he still looked up at him, took a step forward, and used the umbrella to shield him from the rain, sucking his nose slowly. Said: "Who are you?"

The child squatting in the flowers straightened up, took the umbrella from Feng Xiaolang's hand, protected Feng Xiaolang from the rain, and asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing the child naked, Feng Xiaolang frowned, took off his cloak and put it on the other person, and said with a smile: "My name is Feng Xiaolang, what about you?"

The child raised the corners of his lips and smiled and said, "I'm hungry."

Feng Xiaolang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to say these words, it took him a long time to react, he took the child's hand and said: "It's very cold here, go... go to my place, I'm the only one there..." Pulling The child walked away for a while before turning back and saying: "Are you willing to stay with me forever?" Although it was the first time he saw this child, Feng Xiaolang felt that this child could make him feel at ease.

The child stroked Feng Xiaolang's hair and said softly, "I will always be with you...I am here for you..."

Feng Xiaolang said happily: "Really?"

The child kissed Feng Xiaolang's smooth forehead, and said slyly: "I'm hungry."

Feng Xiaolang touched the place where he was kissed just now, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll take you to eat."

Feng Xiaolang didn't ask the child's name, it was the servant in the palace, and he brought it back to Biluo Palace, but as soon as he walked to the door, the child grabbed Feng Xiaolang's hand and said, "There is... a person in the sleeping hall. ..." When the child talked about people, he emphasized his tone, not sure if he was reminding Feng Xiaolang or himself.

Feng Xiaolang probed in and took a look and said: "The maid who took care of me at that time... Ah, you are worried about being seen by others and being taken back, right?"

Blinking her eyes, she said: "Stand here and wait for me, I'll go and get Mengran away." After speaking, she ran into the dormitory, didn't know what she said to Mengran, Mengran nodded and left the dormitory.

Feng Xiaolang ran out and took the child's hand and said: "There are pastries on the table over there, you can eat some first, if you want to eat rice, I'll ask someone to make it for you to eat."

The child followed Feng Xiaolang, stepped into the bedroom, only glanced at the cakes on the table, then looked at Feng Xiaolang, and said coldly: "I have no clothes."

Feng Xiaolang patted his head and said: "You keep saying you're hungry, but I forgot about the clothes..."

He took the child by the hand and ran to the inner hall, let the child sit on his bed, went to the closet to search, found a set of sky blue clothes, and said with a smile: "This is my favorite set of clothes." , but the concubine said the color was too light, so I only wore it once."

Handed the clothes to the child, sat on the bed beside him and said curiously: "Where are your clothes?" Although I asked the other party's name several times, but the other party didn't tell him, then he can ask some other things to learn Inquire about something.

The child took the clothes and put them on slowly by himself. Although he was only seven or eight years old, his movements were smooth and smooth, showing laziness and comfort from the bottom of his heart. He looked at Feng Xiaolang with slanted eyebrows and said, "If I Say... I forgot?"

When Feng Xiaolang met those eyebrows, he felt his heart skip a beat, as if his soul had been sucked in, but he said in a daze, "Once the sea was difficult for water, except that Wushan is not a cloud..."

The child fastened the last Panlong buckle, loosened his hair casually and said, "Do you know the meaning of this poem?"

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