The ghost prince's hand paused slightly, looked at the queen sideways, raised his hand and gently stroked her back, but this action still did not make the queen happy.

On this quiet morning, all I could hear was the queen's long sigh. Presumably any parent will feel helpless and sad because they can't get into their children's hearts.

She is really a gentle woman, no doubt about that.

She slowly let go of the ghost prince, held his wrist lightly, raised her eyes and looked at him with pity: "Don't use this method to punish yourself again, you have already paid the price, and now, the North Star is here... The ghost prince's hand froze again, and there was a quieter breath under the mask. The queen sighed softly when she looked at him, and stroked the pale hair on his forehead distressedly, "Since she is here, your father's sympathy for Yin Yin." The war launched by Yuecheng will also start soon, I hope you can accompany me when your father attacks Yinyue City..." Wang * tightened the hands of the ghost prince, looked at him with a pleading look, "Stay with me, child."

However, the ghost prince still looked at the ground quietly, as if he was lost, and as if he had left this body again and returned to the ghost underworld.

"Hey..." The queen lowered her face in loneliness, and let out another heart-wrenching sigh, slowly letting go of the ghost prince's wrist, turning around and leaving alone, the faint beams of morning light trimmed her back like lines. It made her figure look extraordinarily slender, and the atmosphere of loneliness wrapped around the poor mother.

The deer surrounded the ghost prince again, the ghost prince slowly recovered, and once again took out the fruit to feed the deer. In the quiet morning, there is only the slight "click" of the deer eating the fruit.

The ghost prince stood there quietly, as if the body was just a husk to which he was attached, like the robotic bodies of Jun and Zongben.

I walked out gently, his hand paused slightly, and he began to stand quietly like a wooden sculpture.

I walked around the deer and walked behind him. There was a bench there. I sat down and a little white rabbit jumped over.

Its long fluff really looks like a snowball, but unfortunately, the snowball was left in Silvermoon City by me. I like Snowball very much, but she was given by Xingchuan, the one I hate the most. Now she should be with the little robot in the room. That little robot with obsessive-compulsive disorder also likes Snowball very much. It will take good care of Snowball. it is good.

In the quiet morning, I was sitting on the bench, the ghost prince stood quietly in front of me, the deer seemed to be unable to wait for him to feed, and they all probed into the bucket in his hand to grab the fruit themselves.

While stroking the little white rabbit, I raised my face to look at his back in the morning light. This back has a distant familiarity, just like me and him standing on the far opposite bank of the long river of my memory, vaguely visible but looming.

Suddenly, in my mind, in the early morning when Rafu City and Xingchuan were together, he walked into the waterfall of the high-rise building, took off his shirt, and let the clear water drenched his whole body, his shiny black hair in the water. Covered on his back, the gorgeous and huge other side flowers loomed under his black hair, which was extraordinarily enchanting.

It's a picture that can be carved into your heart. It's hard to imagine that Xingchuan and I would have three days like that. If it wasn't for him who later turned Harry into a water ghost because of jealousy, those three days would also be in my mind. A wonderful memory.

"Have we...haven't seen it before?" I pulled away from the quivering, enchanting picture of Manzhushahua, and looked at the black, slender figure in front of me, his braids were gray and dull, as if they were gradually drying up. of silk.

He shook his head quietly and began to feed the deer fruit.

This made me a little embarrassed, but my words came out of my heart, but it seemed like I was going to strike up a conversation with him. Fortunately, he didn't turn around and did his own business quietly, which also allowed me to hide my embarrassment.

I continued to look at him quietly, and the little rabbit in my arms fell asleep while I was touching.

I leaned back on the long coat and looked up at the looming sky: "Are you really not good at talking? Or do you not like to talk..." I felt like I was taking the initiative to strike up a conversation with him again.

However, I can only find clues from the dialogue, he didn't say a word, which really stumped me.

He still didn't speak.

I slowly closed my eyes: "Okay...then don't make any more noise, I want to sleep for a while...then...go to war..." Such a quiet and beautiful morning, clear morning light, fresh fragrance of flowers, in the apocalypse The rare garden makes me really want to enjoy this rare relaxation.

I finally understand the sentence: I have stolen the words of a lifetime...

I really fell asleep, at least I felt like I should, because when I woke up, I was wearing a long coat again, it was him...

He is no longer in the garden, where there are neatly manicured rose branches, the little white rabbit and the deer crawling quietly beside my chair, as if enjoying the warm and beautiful sun.

Everything here, no, is that this garden is too unlike an existence that belongs to this world, as if I have entered another dimension, or they have secretly transported the garden of another world.

I grabbed the linen-colored long coat in my hand, slowly picked it up in confusion, and sniffed it close to the tip of my nose. There was a faint fragrance of roses on it.

All of a sudden, I felt ridiculous and stupid, even if I couldn't smell Ah Gu, what could I smell?

And I look like a certain nympho girl who is obsessed with ghost princes.

"Huh, you won't fall in love with our Prince, right?" Suddenly, Feng You's smiley voice came, and my movements were stiff, and I was really misunderstood.

Feng You sat down next to me, wearing a tube top and a short skirt as green as her long hair. Her clothes were always so cool, like she was going to the beach to sunbathe.

She leaned her face on the back of the chair with one hand, and her legs overlapped to cover the white lace and pink bow bottoms that the short skirt could not cover: "I can't see it, your taste is like this, you like it~~ ~Silent~" She looked at me charmingly, biting her lip as if she had learned some shocking scandal.

I am a battle-hardened soldier! So I got my blush under control very well.

I took the clothes to Feng You without any hassle: "Wen Wen."

"Che, who wants to hear it, I'm not obsessed with the prince." Feng You pushed it back to me with disgust.

"I'm smelling people's scent..." I looked at Feng You calmly, Feng You looked at me like a pervert, her long emerald green hair fluttered in the wind, she looked at me amusingly: "If you're hooked, you're hooked. , what reason do you find for yourself, besides, our ghost prince may be very handsome~~~" Feng You held her chin with one hand, her eyes blurred in expectation, "The big ghost king is so mighty and the queen is so gentle, the ghost prince will definitely not be bad. Oh~~" Feng You raised her eyebrows at me, the ambiguous light in her green eyes kept flickering.