The gate of the castle opened slowly.

The king was dressed in a white robe.

In the Snow Country, white symbolizes holiness and the highest right.

Black is a symbol of the devil, and almost no one wears black clothes.

Behind him was a weak queen, a wizard, and a crowd of slaves.

In the vast snow, there is a girl in blue lying.

Ink hair spread all over the place.

The little face seemed to melt with the snow.

Approaching, you can find a little boy lying in her arms.

He just woke up and yawned greatly.

The warm little hand pressed on the body of the person beside him.

The tentacles were cold.

The wet eyes turned, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The king frowned.

"Hold him here."

He looked at Jing Yu in the wizard's arms, and his voice was colder than the snowy ground.

"As expected to be the reincarnation of a demon. The heavy rain that night failed to kill you. I am not a cruel person. Since you are my child, I will not kill you again. From now on, you will be you with peace of mind. The great prince."

"Bring back."

After he finished speaking, he turned around without giving the queen a look.

The little boy was held in his arms by Doctor Wang.

A red rope was tied to the white neck.

His little hand was on it, and his little face turned around, as if looking for something.

The gate of the castle closed slowly.

No one cares about the girl lying in the snow.

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Assi opened his eyes.

I saw the queen sitting on the bed.

With a smile on her face, she held the child in her arms and teased gently.

"Jingnian, Jingnian."

King year?

Asi remembered, he was the younger brother of Jingyu in the book.

She lowered her head and saw a six or seven-year-old boy standing in front of her.

Wearing a white royal costume.

In Snow Country, only members of the royal family can wear white clothes.

The little boy was straight, but his big eyes looked longingly at Jingnian, who was held in his back.

He lowered his head, with his little white hand on his side, and whispered: "Mother, are you feeling better?"

The queen fell ill a few days ago, so Jing Yu only came to see her mother.

Queen Yue heard Jing Yu's voice, and the expression on her face became cold.

Said: "I'm fine."

"That's good."

Jing Yu raised his head: "Mother, can I hug my brother?"

The queen pursed her lips and said nothing.

Wang Yi said softly: "Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness Jingnian is still young, you can't hold him."

"Oh, then I won't hold it anymore."

Jing Yu lowered his head to cover the loss in his eyes.

The queen said slowly: "Jing Yu, mother is a little tired, you can go back."

Jing Yu walked out obediently and glanced back.

She saw Queen Moon lift up the little boy in her arms and kissed softly on his cheek.

Jing Yu paused, then lowered his head suddenly.

The shredded black hair covered his eyebrows.

It also blocked the teardrop that was about to fall under his eyes.

Asi followed behind him.

She is now the maid of His Royal Highness Jing Yu.

Seeing the little boy so sad, he wanted to talk.

I saw him suddenly stop.

Look up at her.

"You don't want to follow me anymore. After being seen by them, they must take the opportunity to bully you again."

Jing Yu raised his head, his black eyes were clear, and his slightly curled eyelashes cast shadows under his tender eyes. He was exquisite, with some flesh on his cheeks.

It looks soft.