The person in front of him who is respectfully called "Prince" should be Xiaoyao Wang Xiao Moyun who wants the host to die.
Yue Ci looked up and down for two seconds and commented seriously: "I'm not good at it, but this skin is pretty good."
The respectful servants around were shocked when they heard this, and they were angry that the new princess had not died yesterday, and now they would also be affected.
A big taboo in Prince Xiaoyao's palace is that one must not talk about the prince's appearance. Regardless of whether the words are good or bad, he will be severely punished. Those who do not stop him will be punished.
Before Yue Ci could notice anything unusual about the people around her, Xiao Moyun forcefully grabbed her wrist and walked quickly into the palace.
I didn't react in time at first and almost fell down.
Yue Ci, who was originally indifferent to Xiao Moyun, was really unhappy now. She couldn't remember how long ago it was that she behaved so rudely to her.
She immediately used the power of her soul to break free from Xiao Moyun's restraint. Unexpectedly, her power disappeared like stone into the sea the moment it touched his skin.
Yue Ci didn't expect this situation, and she had so many thoughts that she couldn't explain it.
Xiao Moyun pulled Yue Ci into the study all the way, closed the door tightly, and asked eagerly: "Are you here too?"
How could Yue Ci be in the mood to answer his question now? Her hand was grabbed hard by him, and she just wanted him to let go immediately.
Xiao Moyun, who had not received a response for a long time, gradually returned to his senses. Following the obviously displeased eyes of the person opposite him, he finally discovered his excessively strong hand.
When his nerves stirred, he let go of his hand and apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry! My king... I didn't mean to hurt you, I..."
Yue Ci, whose wrists were freed, didn't want to pay attention to Xiao Moyun who was belatedly thinking about it. She turned around and looked around at the furnishings in the study, walked straight to an exquisite chair and sat down, using her other hand to gently massage her painful hand. .
Knowing that he had done something wrong, Xiao Moyun quickly turned his usually highly intelligent brain, trying to think of a way to remedy his behavior just now.
In the end, I just thought of pouring tea in person to apologize.
Seeing the steaming tea suddenly appearing in her eyes, Yue Ci finally raised her head and gave Xiao Moyun a look, then took the cup of apology tea.
Take a small sip, the taste is fresh and the temperature is just right.
After drinking, he gently placed the tea cup on the tea table next to the chair, and then slowly said: "When did you come to this world?"
By this moment, both Yue Ci and Xiao Moyun understood that the other party was indeed from the original world.
Yue Ci immediately understood what was going on.
At the beginning, the main system did not explain whether the mission goals of different small worlds were independent or connected.
The main system was even more panicked when it saw the situation in front of it. Shijie didn't tell it that the mission target would carry the memory of the previous small world! The novice system training does not say how to deal with this situation! ! !
what to do! what to do! What should I do? ! !
If the goddess-sama is blamed, it will be over!
no! You have to find a coping strategy immediately, make amends before the goddess speaks, and maybe get a lighter punishment.
Seeing that his sweetheart was finally willing to talk to him, his mood instantly became happy, and his brows showed joy.
He suppressed his excitement, recalled the past, and replied: "My king...that's not right, me. I will change this habit now."
"It's okay, it's not urgent."
"I came to this world at the age of ten in my previous life. I woke up again at the age of ten after my death in my previous life, and it is the same world. As long as my choices are the same as those in my previous life, and the trajectories of the two lives are exactly the same, I haven't understood it yet. What kind of connection is there.
Different from the previous life, I met you in this life. I miss you very much. "
After saying that, Xiao Moyun's emotions seemed to have found an outlet, and overwhelming thoughts suddenly broke out.
Regardless of whether his behavior was consistent with his identity, he immediately bent his knees, hugged his sweetheart tightly, and buried his head in his sweetheart's arms. It seemed that only in this way could he confirm that the person in front of him was real and not just his imagination.
Yue Ci raised her hand to push Xiao Moyun away. His hug made her uncomfortable, but for some reason, she finally put her hand gently on his back.
She just thought it was a bit cruel to do so.
