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116. Lantern Festival (1)

"What's the difference?" Huang Punuoxi suddenly stopped and made a beautiful spin. With her child-like body, her skirt spread out in a circular arc, which was very beautiful.

She didn't hate Xuanyuan Xuan, but she had an indescribable feeling for him.

Perhaps it was because she was interested in him that she didn't hate his presence or conversations with him.

"There are many differences." Xuanyuan Xuan slowly walked to her side, raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "The fourth princess seems to be only twelve years old now.?"

"Well, what does this have to do with age?" Huang Punuoxi turned around and continued walking to the carriage on the shore, while the vendors on the roadside kept shouting.[

"Miss, buy a hosta. It's very beautiful and suits your clothes very well." An old lady in her sixties called Huang Punuoxi in a gentle voice.

Huang Punuoxi paused slightly, her eyes quickly swept over all the jewelry she had placed on the ground with a still old piece of silk, and that face was covered with vicissitudes, recording the traces of time.

With a smile on his face, the wrinkled old man held a yellow butterfly hosta in his hand, which was as beautiful as jade.

Huang Punuoxi looked at it intently, then left, ignoring the old lady's shouts.

Xuanyuan Xuan has been following behind the little Huang Punuoxi, feeling like a big brother protecting his little sister.

"Fourth Princess, at such a young age, she speaks so maturely that she doesn't seem like a teenager." Xuanyuan Xuan has been staring closely at Huang Punuo Xi, who is wearing a golden dress. Wherever she walks, there are traces of

The faint scent of jasmine on her body is refreshing, neither greasy nor offensive.

Looking at the petite body that just reached his waist, the little person felt like she had experienced a lot when she spoke. She didn't have the innocence and liveliness that a child should have at all. She seemed to be covered with traces of time. She was petite and delicate.

of scars.

Looking at her light steps, three thousand hair strands flew up in the wind, like silk dancing beautifully in the air. The skirt corners of her dress also blew with the breeze, and the whole person seemed to be swimming in the wind.

The sleeves are wide and fluttering.

"Prince Xuanyuanxuan, are you so interested in these?" Huang Punuoxi walked to the carriage and responded to him while sitting on the carriage.

"Because there are so many things about the Fourth Princess that I find unbelievable." Xuanyuan Xuan sat in the front seat of the carriage, with a faint smile on his lips, but an unusual light flashed across his eyes.

"Haha----" Huang Punuoxi opened her lips slightly and laughed softly, "There are many incredible things about me.? Those are the rumors of everyone, Xuanyuan Xuan doesn't have to go so deep."

"These rumors about the four princesses have to be revealed to me." Xuanyuan Xuan's indifferent words showed that he was completely obsessed with all the unbelievable things about Emperor Pu Nuoxi.

He never believed in the miraculous resurrection of people after death.

Moreover, just now on the ship, she was the first to discover that there was something wrong with the sound of the piano and the scent of ecstasy. How could such a shrewd woman, who was only twelve years old, not let him not go deeper and explore the existence in her body?

Too many secrets.

And during the fight, despite being so frightened, she was not afraid at all and remained so calm.
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