Chiaki Snow

The left and right were idle and had nothing to do, so I was floating on the streets of the capital.

It's a little sad to think about it, anyway, I am a county prince who is not too old or young, and disappeared so quietly, there is no change in the capital.

The oiran lady in the Chunfeng Ruyi Building is still hard to see, the owner of the antique shop at the gate of the city still likes to deceive people, the scholar who writes letters for others, the hawker selling buns, and the candied haws noodle stall, everything seems like yesterday.

I couldn't help thinking, I don't know if the little wonton in the alley can't be opened yet.

After all, that store is hidden too deep, and only people like me who usually have nothing to do, wander the streets all day, and use the word "dandy" to the extreme will run over from time to time.

Of course, with Changning.

Chang Ning has hardly changed. After I came to Beijing, when I saw him again in the court, he had already served as the censor, and his noble and noble appearance could not be concealed by his official uniform. He was really "Zhilan Yushu".

Chang Ning never refuses, although he obviously has a lot of things to deal with, but he will still smile lightly and let me do whatever I want.

It's just that I have been self-willed since I was a child, and no one ever told me that most of the time, they were unwilling.

I have always forced others, never asked others what they think.

That's why I will die alone, and no one will care about me after I die.