Is this what you want?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, the young man asked again with a smile.
"Brother An Gui, she is the dead kid from last time! I don't know how she managed to sneak into the palace!" Wei Tu rushed forward and kicked Na Luo twice before he got up from the ground, shouting, "Dead kid! Why are you pretending to be dead? Why don't you raise your head! " Na Luo gasped in pain, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead. Ever since she had a narrow escape from under the wheels of a carriage last time, that beautiful boy with a dagger in his smile had become her lingering nightmare. Perhaps the appearance was too beautiful, and the truth was too cruel. Compared with the hot-tempered Third Prince, this smiling boy - made her feel a kind of deep fear. He was like a black mandala growing in the dark world, using his unparalleled charm to build a gorgeous and blurred illusion trap, and then releasing poison to kill the prey. "Wei Tu, she is just a little girl. Don't be too rude." His words seemed to be full of kindness, but Na Luo was shocked. "Okay, get up first. "He was obviously talking to Na Luo again.
She bit her lip and sat up with her hands supporting the ground. Last time, Na Luo was dazzled by the beauty of the second prince. She only remembered the moment of amazement and only had a vague impression of his facial features. This time, the distance between the two was very close, and she saw it clearly.
There was a layer of amber sheen floating on his dark golden hair, which was particularly soft and charming. His eyes were a rare ice green, like the light green flowing from the stream that broke through the ice in early spring, and like the blue colored glaze made by the craftsmen of the Parthian Kingdom from the Silk Road. If you look closely, you will find that the green in the depths of his pupils is like a long secret passage in the endless darkness, full of unpredictable mysteries and temptations, and you can never see the bottom.
The two completely different temperaments of bright and gorgeous and dark evil are integrated in him without any abruptness.
It's like the most gorgeous incarnation of the source of all evil in the world.
When her fate intersected with his again, time seemed to stop flowing temporarily.
The setting sun outlined a light golden outline behind him, making him dazzling, his appearance was gorgeous and his charm was hard to describe. But she... had a face full of dust, a bad image, and her nose was bleeding because of the collision just now...
Such a contrast between heaven and earth made Na Luo feel so ashamed.
It was like humble dust and precious gems, tiny fireflies and gorgeous morning sun.
Looking at herself in such a miserable state, the boy smiled at her.
The smile made her a little dizzy.
Na Luo calmed herself down and looked directly into his eyes, anxiously guessing what he was going to do to her next. But there was a calmness there, no emotion could be seen, and only her figure was vaguely reflected in his ice-green pupils. At this moment, she suddenly saw his thin lips slightly opened, and he seemed to say something. Almost at the same time, the breeze brought his voice to her ears - "It's so pitiful, a lot of blood has been shed." As he said that, he actually took out a piece of silk handkerchief from his arms and gently helped her wipe the blood off her face. Na Luo was frightened by his actions. Her first reaction was to hide behind, but she was worried that she would be in trouble if she angered him, so she had to reluctantly accept his "kindness" under the pressure of his power.
It was not easy for an eight-year-old girl to think of so much in such a short time.
"It's much cleaner this way." He looked at her for a few times. 's face, smiled and said, "It turns out that you are not ugly."
Na Luo's eyes stayed on the glass bead in his left hand, and asked tentatively, "Second Prince, this glass bead..." She did not forget that this thing was the most important to her.
"This is indeed top-grade gold glass. But... it seems to be dirty and covered with a lot of dust." He picked up the glass bead, raised a few subtle sneers in the corners of his eyes, and said casually, "It seems that I need to wash it again, otherwise how can I explain to the queen." As the last word came out, his left hand suddenly raised in the direction of the pool, and with a splash, the gold glass bead fell directly into the water with a beautiful arc, and after a few circles of light ripples, it sank to the bottom of the water.
Na Luo was completely stunned, and all her thoughts stopped working at once. When she reacted, she was so angry that she couldn't speak. She should have thought of it earlier, right? How could this smiling but dagger-hiding fellow miss the opportunity to take revenge on her!
"Haha! Brother Angui, this is a great idea!" The third prince clapped his hands and laughed, and gloated at Na Luo, "Go get that pearl in the water, you little kid!"
The water in the pool was not deep, just up to Na Luo's thigh. But it was early winter, the weather was freezing, and the water was icy to the touch. Just a slight touch would make people shiver, let alone going into the water to get a small pearl.
Mo Li looked at everything in front of her in a bit of astonishment, with a hint of sympathy on her face. She couldn't help but say, "Third Prince, I am also at fault in this matter. Otherwise, I will help her..."
"Mo Li, why are you joining in the fun!" The Third Prince interrupted her rudely, "Why don't you take A Bao away from here? If it gets hungry, I will hold you responsible!"
Mo Li looked at Na Luo with an apologetic look. If she hadn't called her just now, she wouldn't have caused these inexplicable troubles for her.
"Okay, Wei Tu, it's getting late. We still have to go to Princess Dana to pay our respects." An Gui stood up calmly and motioned the Third Prince to follow him.
The third prince seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, "Brother, why do you always go there? That woman doesn't like us, and she is always indifferent to us."
An Gui smiled disapprovingly, "Just do what I say. Some things can't be done overnight. Be patient, Wei Tu." After that, he walked straight forward without even glancing at Na Luo.
"Brother, that dead kid will freeze to death if she jumps in, right? If she doesn't pick up the bead, she will definitely be severely punished, and maybe even beaten to death..."
"Then it depends on her luck."
The conversation between the two gradually faded away, and the surroundings soon returned to silence. She was the only one left here.
Na Luo stretched out her hand to test the water temperature first, and a chill immediately penetrated quickly into her heart along her fingertips. The water was colder than she thought. But no matter how cold it was, she had to jump in without hesitation. The moment she entered the water, she was really overwhelmed. She gasped several times, her calves twitched violently and froze in the water, unable to move. Even her heart seemed to be suddenly frozen and almost stopped beating.
Just standing here is unbearable, let alone looking for something in such an environment?
After Na Luo took a breath, she bent down and put her hand into the water. Fortunately, the water was not deep, and her fingers could barely reach the bottom of the water. But trying to find a small bead in this pool is like looking for a needle in a haystack. She had no choice but to carefully touch the bottom of the water inch by inch to avoid missing the bead.
Before long, her fingers were numb from the cold, and she had no feeling when she touched anything. Na Luo had no choice but to put her hands on her face, rubbed them hard to warm them up, and then put them in She continued to search in the water. She repeated this action over and over again, but what she got in return was disappointment again and again.
Here, nothing. There, nothing...
"Naro, what are you doing in the water on such a cold day?" A familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.
Hearing that it was Isda's voice, Naro was slightly distracted, and the back of her hand was accidentally scratched by a sharp stone at the bottom of the water. A trace of bright red blood quickly spread in the water like light smoke.
"Reply to the eldest prince, I...I am looking for golden glass beads, and one of them accidentally fell into the water just now." She glossed over what happened just now and did not tell the truth. If she told him that the two princes deliberately made fun of her, it would probably only cause more trouble.
"Are they the golden glass beads of the queen mother?" Isda said as he walked towards her, "Then I will send someone to find them, you come up first and talk."
"No need, eldest prince. I will find them soon." She shook her head and rejected the other party's kindness.
"Soon? I don't think it will take a day or two to find everything here. Come up quickly, you will definitely catch a cold in such cold water." There seemed to be a hint of worry in Isda's tone.
"I will definitely find it myself. Grand Prince, don't worry, I am in good health." She felt her voice tremble slightly, maybe because she had been in the water for too long, and even her words were not smooth.
"If you catch a cold, no one will take care of you." Isda's eyes fell on the back of her injured hand, and something seemed to flash slightly in her eyes.
Na Luo subconsciously hid her hand behind her back, bent down and continued to search... As she touched it, she found something strange... Eh? It was round, hard and slippery, and it didn't feel like stone... Could it be the glass bead? Her heart was excited, and she leaned forward too hard, and she fell headfirst into the water!
"Naro!" Isda's face changed slightly, and he rushed to the edge of the pool in two steps. He quickly grabbed her pigtail that floated out of the water and pulled her up without thinking!
"Naro, are you okay?" Isda gently put the little girl he had fished out on the ground. Seeing that she still had her eyes tightly closed, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He was about to call the palace servants over, but suddenly he saw the little girl with water droplets on her face suddenly opened her eyes, tried hard to open her clenched right hand in front of him, and a dew-like clear smile appeared on her lips, "Look, I found it!"
The golden glass beads flashed a faint luster in her palm, making her skin even whiter and more transparent. Her smile was bright and light, innocent and pure, which he had never seen before. The glass-colored eyes curved into a crescent shape, and the light golden light shone deep in the eyes. The dimples that were looming were lovely and moving, like a budding pomegranate flower slowly blooming in the breeze.
His heart softened, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of helplessness in his voice, "You are such a stubborn child."
"A-choo!" Before he could finish the next sentence, she sneezed several times in a row. After she rubbed her small nose for a while, it turned red.
"I told you that if you catch a cold, no one will take care of you." He glanced at her sideways, with a little blame in his eyes.
Na Luo showed him a pitiful expression, "But if no one takes care of me, how can I be your apprentice? Master... don't you think so?" As she blurted out this sentence, she was also shocked by herself. What happened? She actually acted like a spoiled child in front of the prince without realizing it.
This is not like her usual self at all.
Istar was slightly stunned, and then she smiled softly.
Come. The last rays of the setting sun lingered in his tea eyes, spreading a beautiful ripple. That kind of smile, as bright as the clouds in the sky, seemed to be able to drive away all the coldness in the world. If the warmth of Quehu Hou was like the dazzling light, as brilliant as the morning sun, then the warmth of the prince was like a cup of tea that was cooked to the right temperature, which not only maintained the appropriate temperature, but also did not make people feel too hot.
Isda was indeed a little surprised. In his impression, this child usually pretended to be submissive and completely hid the aura when he first met. Sometimes, he didn't look like an eight-year-old child. Even when she learned the flute every time, she didn't forget their identities, and she was polite and kept a distanced attitude. At this time, it seemed that it was the first time she acted like a child to him, and she didn't call herself a maid, but it was purely natural. This soft and gentle master made him feel an inexplicable surprise that he had never had before.
It was a kind of surprise that seemed to be trusted by this child.
Seeing him smiling, Na Luo's tense nerves naturally relaxed, and she struggled to stand up. But after all the tossing and turning just now, and her feet soaked in cold water for too long, she couldn't stand up even after trying hard.
"Why, you kid, do you still want to show off?" A slightly mischievous smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at the expression on her face with interest.
Na Luo hurriedly said respectfully, "Prince, I can walk back by myself. I will be fine as long as I rest for a while. You don't have to pay attention to me-ah!" Before she finished speaking, her body suddenly lightened and soared into the air. When she reacted, she found that Ishtar actually hugged her by the waist. This scared her a lot. If Apa's female official saw this, she would be beaten with a stick and her buttocks would bloom!
"Prince! Please put me down quickly. Even if I crawl back like a turtle, it's better than being beaten."
This metaphor made Ishtar laugh. Instead of putting her down, he tightened his fingers, "Huh? Didn't you ask me to take care of you just now? Why did you turn your face and ignore me in the blink of an eye?"
"But I didn't ask you to carry me back! Even if you want to help, you can ask other palace servants or Sister Quchi." She was also anxious, "If Apa sees this now, she will definitely blame me for not knowing the rules! In the end, I will suffer!"
"Don't worry, Apa is out of the palace today to do business and will be back tomorrow morning." He suddenly stopped and stared at her with his pair of soft tea eyes, with a complicated expression on his face, "Na Luo, you are just an eight-year-old child. Sometimes, you don't have to pretend to be too hard."
She stared at his long chestnut hair, and suddenly felt a dizzy feeling. Something soft and warm, like warm winter tea, gradually enveloped her heart, causing her to relax involuntarily. The previous nervousness and fear slowly, slowly disappeared...
Can this person be trusted?
Can I?