Rebirth: Dumb Princess

"Don't be too sad. It's inevitable to get old and die. Don't hurt your body." Su Xiaoyi comforts yurao.

When the king of Zhulan died, Su Xiaoyi knew why yurao cried so tragically and ignored her image, which was completely different from the proud princess peacock before.

The death of the closest person in the world must have hit her a lot. Looking at the heartache in Zhou Hao's eyes and the action of yurao leaning slightly on Zhou Hao's shoulder, she knew that yurao liked Zhou Hao, not just for fun.

When meeting such a big thing, the first person to look for is Zhou Hao. That's how much trust Zhou Hao has, and how important Zhou Hao is in yurao's eyes, so that she can think of him at this time. Su Xiaoyi can also see that Zhou Hao doesn't mean anything to the princess of Zhulan country, but he seems to be deliberately alienating yurao's kindness to him.

On a sunny day, there was a dull thunder and a strong wind. It suddenly rained outside. The strong wind and rain hit banana leaves, and the windows were creaking. The rain came suddenly, and pedestrians on the road fled one after another to avoid the rain. Su Xiaoyi looked at it quietly.

The rain caught people off guard, like a cover, trapped people in it, and yurao is now in this dilemma.

Stretch out your hand and feel the intensity of the raindrops. Su Xiaoyi thinks about Yuxiao? What is the situation of Yuxiao now? Yurao can find Zhou Hao to cry, but Yuxiao doesn't have any friends in the capital except Su Yan, but Su Yan hasn't appeared again for a long time. How painful should he be.

She knew it was wrong to ask so rashly, but she still felt that Yuxiao was her friend. It was too unreasonable to ignore and ask. She took her hand back. "Prince Yuxiao doesn't know what to do now. I think he should also be very uncomfortable. Su Xiaoyi still asked yurao about him.

"Brother Wang, he is the only prince in Zhulan, so he has begun to prepare to return home to inherit the throne." She was sad about her father's departure, but she was more distressed about her brother's helplessness.

Su Xiaoyi is silent again. She lowers her head and looks at the bones on the plate. Yu Xiao is a prince. She has a noble and heavy identity. If she wants to wear a crown, she must bear its weight. Su Xiaoyi knows. She pitied this adorable prince. When her father died, she had to be strong and patient to restrain her sadness. He should be the most in need of comfort, but he had to pretend to be nothing to comfort the hearts of the people of the whole Zhulan country.

The rain showed no sign of stopping. Su Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Hao and knew that it was a light bulb to stay here. Feng shuocan said that she came back early in the afternoon. She should go back after coming out for such a long time.

"If you comfort her well, she must feel very uncomfortable. Don't be too cold, or people will be thrown away by your cold water no matter how much they like you." Su Xiaoyi took the umbrella handed over by the waiter and said to Zhou Hao while holding it.

In fact, she doesn't have any experience and qualification to speak to Zhou Hao, but she knows that Zhou Hao's way must not work, "OK, don't send me, come in quickly. It's raining so hard and don't get your clothes wet."

Zhou Hao also wanted to send Su Xiaoyi to the carriage, but he was refused. He didn't go back directly. He stood at the door and looked at Su Xiaoyi. The rain was really heavy. He floated into the eaves and wet Zhou Hao's clothes. He still didn't avoid it and stood in place like a sculpture.

When she returned to the palace, Feng shuocan hadn't come back. Su Xiaoyi didn't go back to the backyard, but decided to wait for Feng shuocan in the front yard. Su Xiaoyi dozed on the long wooden chair with her hand. She ate too much in Zhou Hao. She didn't want to do anything when she was full, so she wanted to be stunned.

Squinting at the rain in the small shrubs in the yard, his right arm was numb, so he changed his left arm to support his chin, like a cat crawling lazily on the railing.

She thought about what yurao said, and her heart began to be cold. She always felt that the death of the king of Zhulan was not simple. It's said that the king of Zhulan is only about 40 years old. He is always strong and likes to travel around. How can he say that he died when he died.

Yurao said that the letter did not explain the cause of her father's death, but explained the time of death, and then asked the two princes and princesses to return home quickly. It was precisely because she wanted to return home soon that she came to Zhou Hao. She just wanted to see the person she liked before leaving.

The more Su Xiaoyi thought about it, the more she felt there was a problem. A smell of conspiracy came to her face, but she didn't know what the center of conspiracy theory was. It was like a layer of fog wrapping her layer by layer, making her understand that her eyes were vague, but she didn't tell her what caused it.

Thinking about it, my brain burst into pain. I squeezed my eyes hard. My face was full of painful expressions. I felt better after drinking a mouthful of tranquilizing tea brewed by Biyun. Gently turning her fingers around her temples, she must have used her brain too much today, looking at the account books and thinking about some things she didn't have.

"You go get a piece of maltose."

Su Xiaoyi thought it would be better to add some sugar at this time, so she wouldn't be so pessimistic.

Before maltose was brought, the sound of a carriage came from outside. Feng shuocan came back. Su Xiaoyi picked up her umbrella and immediately welcomed her out.

As soon as she came into the palace, she went to the door of the palace and opened her umbrella to wait for Feng shuocan's return. The carriage soon drove to the door. Su Xiaoyi walked outside with her umbrella and wanted to go to the side of the carriage to meet Feng shuocan.

The carriage stopped safely. The wheels of the carriage were washed bright by the rain. Unexpectedly, there was no mud splashed. Su Xiaoyi stood beside the carriage and looked up to wait for the people on the carriage to come down.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, but the sleeve was not Feng shuocan's sleeve. Su Xiaoyi remembered that Feng shuocan's sleeves were slightly closed. He usually wouldn't wear such a loose style to go to the court, but only in the house for comfort.

But maybe he changed his style today. Thinking so, Su Xiaoyi handed over another umbrella he had prepared. The exposed half arm was obviously stunned, and then took the umbrella she handed over.

She saw clearly that this man was not Feng shuocan, but his brother Feng Jinlin. Su Xiaoyi frowned at him. She didn't know why he appeared in Feng shuocan's carriage and why he came back with Feng shuocan.

Feng Baolin didn't think so. With a evil smile on his face, he slowly propped up the umbrella in his hand.