ecstasy

Ning Shiting is 17 years old in the Eight Thousand and One World of Xianzhou.

It has been a long time since Prince Qing's Mansion has been so lively.In the drizzle and breeze, the fairy children lined up in two rows and waited in front of the courtyard. Everyone held a paper umbrella in their hands to provide a dry path for the people entering the mansion.

"Be careful, the young master doesn't like others to touch him. You have to use special utensils for washing and going out. The prince also said that the young master is benefactor, and he will be in charge of the mansion in the future. Do you understand?"

It was a little fairy boy who spoke.

The boy has fair skin and looks very delicate.He was wrapped in layers of dark green fairy robes, meticulously, just like him.Although he is young, he exudes a kind of childish meticulousness, and will often stare at others with round eyes.

After admonishing the servants, Ting Shu took out a silver silk handkerchief from his sleeve, folded it into a square, and put it solemnly by his hand.

"Young master, get out of the car. It's cold outside and it's still raining. Be careful when slipping."

The curtain was lifted, and Ning Shiting reached out to hold the fingertips of the book through a scarf.

Tingshu is only 12 years old, and his stature is not very tall. He has to stand on tiptoe to hold his hand.Ning Shiting leaned over slightly, accommodated him, and got out of the car together.

Tian Qing put the umbrella with a white background on top of her head, and looked up while listening to the book.

The 17-year-old young man was dressed in a complicated and gorgeous red dress. In the early autumn weather, he still wore a cape, as if he was afraid of the cold.

This color is bright, and it makes his skin whiter.

The gold crown and jewels fell into a thin net, covering half of Ning Shiting's side face. When he raised his eyes, he could only see his chin, which was white and delicate, not as good-looking as a real person.

The fog was heavy in the light rain, and the sky was getting dark.

The little fairy boy named Tingshu tried his best to look at it, but he could only see the eyes under the pearl and jade veil, they were light and gentle, looking down, they were faint and shadowy.The silver hair behind the high crown is scattered, with a very light blue color.

"Going back to the house, son?" Tingshu asked him, "The prince said that everything will be done according to the specifications for the princess to marry in. But the prince suddenly wants to go to the battlefield, and the son is inconvenient. You will be wronged when sending off and welcoming relatives. Here, I will not let you be wronged."

Those eyes were bent, Ning Shiting was smiling.

"You're still the same as before."

Listening to the book said: "I won't hold you back like before. If you hadn't picked me up on the battlefield, my son, I wouldn't be able to see you today, and I wouldn't have the opportunity to serve you."

The little baby solemnly raised the umbrella and tried its best to support him.

Ning Shiting reached out to take the umbrella, and still held his hand through the silver handkerchief with the other hand, and said, "Let's go, don't go back yet, let's go around."

"Today is your son's big day, don't you want to go to the wedding room first?"

He listened to the book and asked him, thought about it again, and found a reason for him, "Well, the prince is not here now, so it doesn't matter whether you go to the wedding room or not. You should take a walk more often. You are not in good health. I First, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the palace, and everyone will listen to you from now on."

Everyone retreated, leaving only the two of them.

One tall and one short, not like master and servant, but like a pair of brothers.

Tingshu walked beside him, and introduced to him in a loud voice: "It's so big here, I haven't figured it out after two months here, son, you are in poor health, so don't go to the hunting mountain behind Nanyuan, there There are seven fairy mountains, and there are all kinds of birds and beasts, and you don't know how to use immortals..."

Ning Shiting listened quietly.

After a while, my mouth became dry from listening to the book, so I paused and ran to the pond to scoop up water to drink.

The person behind said softly: "Listen to the book, find someone to move my things to the east study."

Turning back after listening to the book, I saw Ning Shiting holding a white umbrella and looking up at the blue sky slightly.

The umbrella couldn't block the fine, dense rain and mist, and a thin layer of water droplets covered his hair.A thin layer of white mist fell in the hair, making people want to reach out and brush it away.

"Young master likes to read books, so if you want to live next to the study, of course you can. But the prince said that the people in the house can't neglect you in terms of courtesy, at least you have to sleep in the wedding room for the first night. Otherwise, when the prince finds out, all the servants in the house will be scared." To shed the skin."

One advantage of listening to books is that he never asks why others do what they do.

When I met Ning Shiting, this rule became an iron rule—he could do whatever he wanted, and he would find an explanation for him when he listened to the book, and he believed in it unswervingly.

Such a temperament is easy to be sold, and he was indeed a cherished ice mayfly spirit, who was resold countless times in the fairy world, and was finally picked up by Ning Shiting.

After listening to the book and drinking the water, he returned to his side.

The child stretched out his hand, wanting to hold his hand like before, but seeing his expression hidden behind the emerald gold gauze net, he retracted his hand as if thinking of something.

Ning Shiting handed him a silver handkerchief.

It's still the one just now, woven with silver thread.

Everyone in Xianzhou knows that Qing Wang Gu Feiyin doesn't like magical artifacts or rare treasures, but only has a soft spot for silverware.In Prince Qing's mansion, most of the furnishings are silverware.

But Ning Shiting was an exception.He is a close friend of Prince Qing, but he never touches silverware, and he doesn't even wear the silver armor that was rewarded.

Others do not know why.Occasionally, I heard about it, but I only knew that the little beauty next to King Qing was the descendant of the Merman and the Phoenix. She was extremely beautiful, and she loved beauty very much.So King Qing also allowed him to keep his preference.

Listening to the book and looking down at the handkerchief, the handkerchief made of pure silver thread is like the moonlight, but now there are very obvious handprints.

It's so dark, it's shocking.

Ning Shiting's hands were white and slender, and after holding them for a while, he didn't even sweat a little.

But the place he touched seemed to be crawled by poisonous insects, leaving a shocking black mark.

"Throw away the handkerchief. If you want to hold me, it's the same as holding my sleeve."

Tingshu looked at the finger marks on the handkerchief, stretched out his hand to fold the silver handkerchief, turned the clean side up, and took his hand again, feeling happy.

"I don't throw it away. Others draw handkerchiefs and fans, and they have to work hard to grind the ink and choose satin. But the young master only needs a silver handkerchief and uses his hand as a brush to draw ink. I want to hide it. No one is allowed to see it."

The rain was dripping down the eaves.

"It's cold. This damn place is colder than Dongzhou."

In a remote courtyard, a guard squatted down cursing and fiddling with a brazier.

"Come on, you're so fat and you're afraid of the cold, come here and give me a charcoal basin." The guard on the other side also said, a tall and thin man, rubbing his hands and exhaling, "I will never go to this ghost place again. I'm working as an errand, but I'm unlucky, and I can't find a good master to serve, even if I follow the little brat who listened to the book?"

He glanced into the room contemptuously: "It's better than here, every day, just watch out for bad luck."

There was no one on duty in this place, if it wasn't for the newcomers entering the mansion, they would have to work hard inside and out, and no one would be assigned to the Shizi's mansion.

It's cold outside, the rain brings cool air, and it's even colder inside.

The wheelchair was as ice-cold as if it could freeze, and the face of the boy in the room was already very pale from the cold.

He seemed to turn a deaf ear to the words of the two people outside. He just lowered his black eyelashes and played with the rubber band on his fingertips—it was something that children often play with. The tendons and veins cannot be burned even by the phoenix fire.

His silence aroused the interest of outsiders. The tall and thin guard deliberately turned the charcoal basin and kicked him in his direction.

"Is the prince cold? Do you want to come and enjoy the fire?"

Gu Tingshuang raised his eyes, narrowed them slightly, and there was no ripple in his dark pupils.

The thin and tall guard continued to tease him: "Your Excellency, you don't know what's going on today, do you? The prince greeted the newcomer and said that the scorpion's tail stepmother's heart, I think your life will be difficult in the future. Now there is If you invite that wolf cub to urinate on the tables and chairs tonight, you can wash it yourself with ice water."

The fat guard also interjected: "I heard that Mr. Ning is very good-looking. The offspring of the Merman and the Phoenix are more beautiful than the Fox Clan. Such a little beauty has become a little stepmother at a young age. It sounds good. The prince said that he was allowed to enter the mansion as a "benefactor", but in fact the process was done according to the posture of the big wedding back then. Even the new house was set up in the former residence of the princess."

At that moment, the silent boy's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were a little cold.

The two guards were still discussing the newcomers who entered the mansion today. They smiled at each other ambiguously, and said with a bit of sourness that Gu Feiyin was "beautiful and blessed." "...

Halfway through the conversation, they suddenly stopped.He wasn't in shape just now, but then he stood up awkwardly and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

White umbrella and red clothes, the umbrella surface is slightly tilted inward, and the edge of the umbrella is raised, revealing the face of the person under the umbrella.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy held the young man's hand and stood quietly in the light rain.

He is slender and slender, with a straight back, and the fingers holding the umbrella are like onion roots.The pearl and jade gauze cover is hung between the silver-white hair with gold hooks, covering the eyebrows and eyes.

You can't see anything, but there is a kind of hazy beauty, which makes people's heart skip a beat.

The merman's hearing was excellent, and the two guards in the yard were taken aback, not sure if they had heard each other's words just now.He just knelt down with a swipe, his head covered in cold sweat.

But Ning Shiting didn't look at them.

His brows and eyes were covered by a veil, and they were so far apart, it stands to reason that he couldn't see who he was looking at.

But Tingshu stood beside him, but he vaguely felt that he was looking at Gu Tingshuang who was completely hidden in the darkness of the room.

When the son was ten years old, he fell into a poisonous miasma with his mother. The princess did not survive, and Gu Tingshuang crippled his rare heavenly spirit root, and he could only live in a wheelchair ever since.

Gu Feiyin has always been a wanderer, and doesn't care about his wife and children at home.Before the princess passed away, she seemed to have anticipated everything that the child would encounter in the future, and violated the ancestral system and gave him a word called "Drinking Ice".

Ten years of listening to frost and drinking ice, surviving in heavy snow and darkness.

In the room, Gu Tingshuang seemed to have sensed something keenly, and looked up.

For a 14-year-old child, he is in the dark, but Ning Shiting is in the light.

So far away, only the eyes of the young man can be seen, which are very bright, like wolves.