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The princess swayed as if being struck by thunder, she almost fell off the horse, her hands rested on the horse's back, her face was bloodless, "You go, I don't want to see you again"

Qingyu looked sad, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, glanced at the princess, retreated into the thick fog, and slowly disappeared.Trumpet held his staff and tried to chase into the thick fog, but the princess shouted, "Stop chasing, take me to see your prince."

Trumpet looked at the dense fog unwillingly, snorted, turned around without saluting to the princess, went straight to the horse and jumped on the horse's back, whipping the horse to lead the way.

"Is that why you invite me to treat your prince?" the princess raised her chin and asked coldly.

The big speaker's face sank, and he looked at the princess with displeasure, "What does the princess want?"

"Presumptuous, you actually talk to me in such a tone." The princess was furious, she was annoyed that Trump had hurt Qing Yu, and deliberately entangled with Trump.

Xiang'er drew out the sword behind her and stared at the trumpet.Trumpet stared at the princess with gloomy eyes, turned over and got off the horse in a moment, put his left hand on his right shoulder with a gloomy face, and bowed to the princess in salute.

Without saying a word, the princess drove her horse forward.Xiang'er followed on horseback.Trumpet looked at the princess with flickering eyes and then at the thick fog behind him, and a vicious smile slowly appeared on his mouth.

Turning over, Fang Xuan opened his eyes.See off-white bedside table.Hush.Dreaming again, this dream is as real as it is, and now I can still feel the pain in the princess' heart.Fang Xuan rubbed her heart, got up and got dressed.The alarm clock says seven o'clock.After getting dressed, Fang Xuan took out the jade pendant under the pillow and put it in the clothes bag.

Wen Jiaqian hadn't gotten up yet, Fang Xuan walked into the bathroom to wash up lightly.After washing up, I put on my bag, changed my shoes and went out.There was light snow floating outside, and I was too lazy to go back to get an umbrella, so I pulled up my hat and put it on my head, and rushed into the snow.Fang Xuan ran to the vegetable market diagonally opposite the community. There were few people who got up early in winter, and there were not many people buying vegetables in the vegetable market, so a few people would hang around.The stall owners behind the vegetable stalls are busy tidying up the vegetable stalls.

As soon as he entered the gate of the vegetable market, he saw Dong Jian at the first booth on the left, a thin woman standing beside him, holding vegetables and placing them on the desk.The woman is about 40 years old, her face is full of wrinkles, her hair is a little gray, and the clothes she wears are shabby but clean. She is smiling and talking to Dong Jian.She should be Li Xiu.

Fang Xuan walked to the vegetable stand, and Li Xiu picked up the plastic bag hanging behind the stand with a smile on her face and handed it to Fang Xuan, "It's so early, girl! The peppers and cabbage are freshly placed. They are very fresh. What should I choose?"

Fang Xuan waved his hand to express his disapproval, and Chao Dongjian shouted "Dongjian!"

Dong Jian raised his head and saw Fang Xuan. He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled shyly and said, "You buy vegetables? I'll give you a cheaper price."

"No, I have something to do with you. Are you not going to school today?" Fang Xuan smiled at Li Xiu and said to Dong Jian.

"Well, I don't go to school now. Wait for me." Dong Jian said, washing his hands in a basin behind the stall, walked out from behind the stall, and said to Li Xiu, "Mom, I'm going to dance. I'll help clean up the stall in the evening. "

Li Xiu nodded with a smile, brushed her gray hair, her eyes were full of kindness, "Dance well. You don't have to worry about it here. Mom can handle it."

Dong Jian agreed, and walked out with Fang Xuan.The wind blowing head-on was icy cold, Dong Jian rubbed his frozen hands, and stretched out the pockets of his gray cotton coat.The cotton-padded jacket Dong picked up was thin and short, and the sleeves of the black sweater inside were exposed.Fang Xuan looked at his ill-fitting cotton coat and shrunk her neck.The winter wind blew on people's faces like a knife, and the pedestrians on the road shrank their shoulders and cursed the cold sky.Dong Jian also shrugged his shoulders, and even shivered a little, but there was a vigorous smile on his cold and flushed face.