Crown Princess, she always wants to leave

Chapter 380 Chuchu, if you look at me again, I will marry you 31
Chu Ci's finger playing with Liuzhu suddenly stopped moving. He raised his eyes, stared at the wooden box in the maid's hand for a long time, and said slowly and calmly, "Let's put it here first."

The maid said "here", stepped forward, and put the wooden box in her hand on the glazed jade table.

Chu Ci said to rest for a day first, and discuss other matters tomorrow.

The elders were not in a hurry after hearing this, after all, the master was exhausted and he had just returned, so he should take a good rest and recuperate, so they quickly resigned.

But Jian Ji didn't leave, he stared quietly at the wooden box on the table without speaking.

Sitting on the couch, Chu Ci gently slid the Liuzhu with his fingertips, and his eyes lightly fell on the wooden box. After a while, he suddenly put the Liuzhu in his hand on the desk, Opened the wooden box casually.

There is a small black peach blossom in it.

It was she who had exhausted all her efforts and cared for Xiao Huahua for several months.

At this moment it was wet, several leaves drooped rottenly, and the little flower buds were not as energetic as before, and the flower branches were drooping, very pitiful.

It seemed that she was finally able to see the light of day again, smelling the aura of Chu Ci, Xiao Huahua seemed to want to use up her spiritual breath, stretched out the flower branch, leaned out of the wooden box, and arched her little hand on the side of the wooden box pitifully, wet Answering withered leaves licked her fingers, such an obvious gesture of affection, she really wanted to be coaxed by Chu Ci like before.

But this time, Chu Ci just lowered his eyes and looked at it quietly, his eyes were clear and cold, and he didn't intend to touch it at all.

Xiaohuahua was wronged, and she wanted to stretch out all the flower branches, and the water droplets on the flower bones fell on her palm, as if she was crying.

Touched by the fingertips, a piece of wet water color.

Chu Ci's expression was cold, and he suddenly withdrew his hand, as if he had been bruised by something.

But Xiao Huahua is still trying to stretch out of the wooden box, as if crying, wishing to uproot it, but no matter how much she touches it, she can't touch Chu Ci, and the few remaining leaves are all gone, Chu Ci still doesn't care move……

"Since the Lord is determined to break with the past, there is no need for this flower to stay, right?"

Chu Ci stood up from the couch, and said lightly as he got up and walked out, "Throw it away, let it fend for itself."

Finally, Xiao Huahua was uprooted from the wooden box, and with a bang, she accidentally fell to the ground. The flower branch finally touched half of her clothes, but finally passed her by...

Chu Ci looked ahead and did not stop.

Between the wet fingers, there seems to be the scent of small flowers, the cold fragrance, which cannot be dissipated.

Chu Ci slowly walked out of the hall, walked through the long curved corridor, and walked through the courtyard passing by in front of him. Along the way, as if there was no one there, he finally raised his eyes, squinted his eyelashes, and followed the prestige faintly. On the shore of Ting Lake not far away, two children wrapped in balls sat together and looked at each other with their heads tilted, whispering.

Chu Ci didn't bother, but stood on the stone steps and looked at the two innocent children silently.

Little by little, the line of sight was stung.

Finally, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jian Ji's voice suddenly came from behind, "Sometimes, children who stay in the clan all the time and don't know the dangers of the outside world are quite enviable."

Jian Ji walked up to her, slightly hooked his eyes, and looked at the two children not far away, his eyes were a bit cold and sinister.

(End of this chapter)