Your Majesty doesn't know

"It's none of your business, it's..."

He Zichen still wanted to say something, but he saw something inadvertently in his eyes, suddenly stopped talking, looked at one place in a daze, and murmured: "...Ziyang?"

Sheng Ling was stunned, and immediately followed his gaze when he realized it, and he saw He Ziyang in the crowd.

Those people chatted and laughed, completely unaware of the terrifying existence standing beside them.Sheng Ling's heart tightened, and he was about to step over immediately, but was held back by He Zichen.

"Don't worry, he won't hurt anyone." He Zichen shook his head lightly, looked over there and said softly, "After all, he is Ziyang."

Sheng Ling stopped and looked over there again, feeling a little more relaxed.

Yes, he is Ziyang, Ziyang who can't bear to hurt others no matter what.

And the fact is just as He Zichen thought, compared to Sheng Ling, He Ziyang was more cautious, standing awkwardly in the crowd, carefully dodging the people who passed him, wishing to shrink himself.

The place was crowded with people, but he seemed out of place among them.

The lingering devilish energy around He Ziyang's body has faded to the point where it is almost invisible, probably because he has learned a way to keep the devilish energy from leaking out, but even so, he can still make people see the difference at a glance.

The slightly tattered clothes, the blue-white and melancholy face, the slightly rolled-up eyes, and the gloomy aura that couldn't be dispelled, made people get goosebumps just by looking at it.

Looking at his current appearance, He Zichen felt a little sore in his heart. The former Ziyang Mingming was such a clean and warm person.

There were many hawkers on the street selling all kinds of gadgets. He Ziyang walked slowly to a hawker who sold candied haws. Among them emotions.

The peddler selling candied haws made him panic when he saw it, and he moved a few steps to the side without any trace.

He Ziyang also followed slowly, still staring at him intently, obviously with a frightening appearance, but for some reason it made people feel a little pitiful.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me so helplessly..." The peddler looked at him helplessly, took out a candied haws from the stack, and handed it to him reluctantly, "No money, right? I'll give it to you Isn’t it enough for a bunch?”

He Ziyang's blue and white face was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, until the peddler impatiently urged him several times, then he stretched out two fingers in flattery, and instead of taking the bamboo stick, he pinched the top one. Candied haws, take it carefully.

Holding the candied haws in front of his eyes, He Ziyang twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, probably about to laugh, but the smile was weird, uglier than crying.But it could still be seen that he was really happy.

With one hand, he held the bamboo stick in a strange posture like pinching a flower, and with the other hand, he touched his body, but found nothing.He Ziyang tilted his head and thought for a while, probably because he realized that he really had nothing to offer in return, the joy on his face faded, he lowered his head in frustration, and stepped back step by step.

He Zichen went forward, took out enough money to buy all the candied haws and handed it to the peddler.

The peddler was very happy. He couldn't believe that the business was so good today. He asked excitedly, "Guest officer, are you going to buy all the candied haws?"

"No, I'll give you the money, as long as the things are..." He Zichen took off two bunches of candied haws and gestured to him, then said with a smile, "The rest can be regarded as thanks for your kindness."

"Are you...?" The peddler glanced at He Ziyang's back and realized instantly.

He Zichen nodded and said, "That's right, that's my brother."

"Oh——" the peddler nodded his head to express his understanding, and then he counted some pieces of silver in his wallet and gave them to He Zichen. It would block my business, so I gave him a bunch of candied haws, I didn't expect you... Hey, since you think I'm kind, how can I have the nerve to take your money again?"

He Zichen felt strangely moved, put away the money, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Then thank you, kind brother!"

He Ziyang didn't eat the candied haws, but blended into the crowd again and walked alone.

Those two didn't disturb him, they followed him not too far away, they wanted to know what He Ziyang was going to do.But after following him for a long time, he couldn't see his intention at all. He had no intention of returning to the palace, and he was not in a hurry to leave. He just wandered around aimlessly, like a ghost in the world.

He Zichen handed one of the bunches of candied haws to Sheng Ling, gnawed on the other bunch, and swallowed a few whole. He couldn't help but click his tongue, "It's a snack for coaxing children. I remember that I liked it when I was young, but now I feel so sour." The teeth are soft and sweet."

Sheng Ling stared at the candied haws in his hand with a thoughtful expression.

"Hey, tell me, could it be that...Ziyang really just came here to go shopping?" He Zichen suddenly poked Sheng Ling's arm, and pointed forward, with a rather inconceivable expression, "He is now considered a world-destroyer." Devil? A big devil who likes candied haws and clay dolls?"

Sheng Ling looked forward, and He Ziyang was holding candied haws and squatting in front of the stall of the clay doll craftsman, staring intently at the stall owner's movements, his expression focused like a child.

"...I understand, I understand!" Sheng Ling looked at it for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said firmly, "Ziyang is walking the path we walked when we were young, doing what we did when we were young."

"The path you walked? Here?" He Zichen pointed at his feet blankly, scratched his head and said, "...Why don't I remember?"

Sheng Ling lowered his eyes, smiled and said, "You always don't care about anything, of course you don't remember."

It was the first time they went out of the palace to play after Sheng Ling came.

A few noble children went out to play, so they naturally wanted to be with some people, but He Zichen thought they were annoying, so he took Sheng Ling and He Ziyang away from the sight of those people, and the three of them ran around looking around, enjoying themselves all the way. They are all very high, until they discovered a very serious problem-they have no money on them, so they can only watch but not buy.

After a long time, several people are a little hungry, not to mention so many fragrant snacks on the street, so that the gluttons in their stomachs are about to rebel.

The three of them rummaged around for a long time, but all they could find were things that were too expensive to be pawned. Only He Zichen, who always liked to hang fancy accessories, found colorful beads. The beads looked gaudy, but they were actually worthless, and the pawn shop refused to accept them.

In the end, the candied haws vendor agreed to exchange the string of beads for two strings of candied haws, but there were three of them, how would they divide the two strings?

Sheng Ling thought that at this time, he should stand far away wisely, and maybe it would not be so embarrassing. At this time, he is still a child who can't cultivate well, and he will still feel embarrassed because of other people's prejudice and neglect.

But he never expected that He Zichen would hand him a bunch of candied haws first, and then he and He Ziyang would share the other bunch one by one.

It's a bit ridiculous to say, but it was because of the bunch of candied haws that Sheng Ling really started to change his view of He Zichen.

"When you say it this way... I seem to have a little impression again." He Zichen thought for a while and said, "That time we asked the stall owner to make three clay dolls in our image, but there was no money to pay. You almost want to beat us up... Tsk tsk, it's really stingy when you think about it."

Sheng Ling also remembered the scene at that time, and a smile appeared on his lips: "That's because you talk too much, sometimes you say that the color is wrong, and then you have to change your posture. It's no wonder people are annoyed by picking bones in the egg."

He Zichen said with a dry smile: "Hey, isn't that young and ignorant, not sensible?"

From the blue sky to the sunset, He Ziyang stopped and walked all the way, and the two followed him just like that, reliving their childhood memories along the way.

The vendors on the side of the road gradually closed their stalls, and He Ziyang's shadow stretched very long on the street under the twilight.

There were children rushing out of the alley in groups, chasing each other, playing and playing. One of the little dolls, still wearing a bellyband, was left behind by the older children, stumbling to catch up, but accidentally bumped into On He Ziyang.

He Ziyang froze, and immediately wanted to back away.

Unexpectedly, the little doll clings to him, hugging his legs, stepping on his feet with its little feet, looking up at him with a smirk.

"Hug...hug!" the little doll raised her two lotus-like arms high and yelled indistinctly while drooling, "hug!"

He Ziyang froze for a while at a loss, because the little baby's request was not satisfied, the little mouth curled up, showing a faint appearance of crying, He Ziyang bent down, slowly stretched out his hands, but suddenly stopped, as if He hesitated whether to hug him or push him away.

"Stop!" At this moment, a clear and clear child's voice suddenly sounded.

A stone fell on He Ziyang's shoulder. Seven or eight steps away, a boy who was about ten years old looked at him with fear, but said fiercely: "Fool! Let go of my brother! Or I will kill you!" !"

"Yes! Let go of the little gourd!" A group of children cheered by picking up stones.

He Ziyang was stunned, and quickly took a step back. The little doll staggered because of his movement, and was about to sit down on the ground, He Ziyang subconsciously helped him.

An unknown child suddenly yelled: "Ah! He's done it! He's hit the gourd!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone rushed in the same direction. The children were furious, inspired by an inexplicable courage, ignoring the fear in their hearts, one by one grabbed the stones and threw them at He Ziyang.

He Ziyang stood there blankly, letting the stones hit him, staring blankly at this group of children who were hostile to him for some reason.

A small stone hit the little gourd's hand, and because it was far away, the force was not strong, but the little gourd was a little wronged, and he was frightened, so he immediately raised his head and burst into tears.

He Ziyang was awakened by the crying, he stuffed the candied haws into the little gourd's hand, raised his left hand slightly, and turned the palm outward slightly, the breath around the palm slowly flowed, forming a black whirlwind at a speed visible to the human eye, blowing the stones away. All swept in, all concentrated and floated in front of his palm.

The whirlwind disappeared suddenly, and He Ziyang retracted his five fingers suddenly, as if grabbing something out of thin air, he clenched his palm into a fist, and all the stones quickly gathered, condensed into a ball, and kept shrinking.When it was reduced to the size of an egg, He Ziyang opened his five fingers, and the stone ball exploded with his movements like a firework, turning into countless powders.

Those children were stunned, their eyes widened and they all froze in place. After a while, the child finally shouted in horror: "Monster!!"

"Ah! Help!"

The children dispersed in an instant, crying for their parents and fleeing for their lives.The elder brother who was left with only little gourd wanted to escape, but at the same time he couldn't leave his younger brother alone. The two hesitated, and finally sat down on the ground crying.

He Ziyang looked at the child who was scared to cry by him, stood still for a while, and finally turned around silently, and left.

"Ziyang!"

After following for a day, He Zichen finally couldn't bear it at this moment, and chased after He Ziyang's lonely back.

Sheng Ling walked a few steps, finally stopped, bent down and picked up the little gourd, put it next to the crying child who was sitting helplessly on the ground, and rubbed his head comfortingly.

The child stopped crying, looked at the man in white who had sent his younger brother back to him with tears in his eyes, and asked with a sob: "You, are you a fairy?"

Sheng Ling didn't answer, but turned around and walked in the direction of the two brothers.

The child looked at his back, tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, but his heart was full of longing, and he shouted loudly: "Immortal, you must eliminate harm for the people!"

The author has something to say: He Ziyang: To be honest, in my capacity, I can play a cameo role as the ultimate villain boss Dangdang, but I was born to be a mascot.