Nightfall Chapter 90: A fairy tale called the little prince

Chapter 90 is a fairy tale called the little prince

Thinking about these things that he couldn't fully understand based on his IQ experience, Ning Que slowly closed his eyes in the sun, and began to repaint Zall’s face that couldn’t be darker in the chaotic mind. Strengthen your confidence to clear up your chaotic and confused thoughts. The beautiful spring sunshine sprinkled on the rockery in the forecourt of the princess mansion, sprinkled on the bamboo chair, and sprinkled on his body. It was bright and warm, and gradually dried out all the coldness he had in the past.

"Are you basking in the sun? But... Mom won't let me basking in the sun."

A childish and tender voice sounded softly behind the chair. Ning Que opened his eyes and looked back. He saw a small boy's face protruding from the rockery. There were two black and healthy faces on his face. Wiping the apple-like blush, the long eyelashes are very beautiful, but the look on his face is a little timid.

Ning Que looked at this little black face, and somehow thought of Zall, feeling slightly sad. He got up from the chair, bowed slightly to the little boy who hadn't seen him for a long time, and said in harmony: "I have seen the little prince."

The timid little boy is the stepson Xiaoman brought back from the grassland by the princess Li Yu. On the way from Weicheng to Chang'an, especially after the **** battle on Beishan Road, Ning Que did not have much contact with the little boy.

"Why didn't Your Highness let the little prince let you bask in the sun?" He asked with a smile.

"Mom said that it is easy to tan." Xiaoman looked at Ning Que very seriously and explained: "I am the son of my mother, the grandson recognized by His Majesty, and the proudest noble in the Datang Empire, so I can get black. But not too dark."

Ning Que listened to the little boy's answer and couldn't help scratching his head. He could imagine a child on the prairie who came to the prosperous and prosperous Chang'an City and did not adapt, but he did not expect that the princess would be so rigorous in his education and protection of the little prince. He smiled and explained: "Occasionally in the sun is also good." /

The vestibule was quiet. The little boy looked around and found that neither the teacher’s mother nor the court lady had found himself sneaking out, with joy on his little face, he jumped to the bamboo chair, grabbed Ning Que’s sleeve, and restrained him. His face looked at him with hopeful eyes, and said, "Can you tell me stories?"

Ning Que was stunned. He didn't expect the little boy to recognize himself, let alone the fairy tales by the fire. Looking at the expectant eyes of the little boy, looking at the secluded vestibule, thinking that he had nothing to do at this time except to bask in the sun, he smiled and sat back on the bamboo chair, motioned the little boy to sit next to him, and said: "I I don’t know how to tell stories. The ones I told last time should be called fairy tales."

"What is the difference between fairy tales and stories?" Xiaoman asked curiously.

Ning Que replied: "The story is very complicated, the fairy tale is very simple, and very happy."

Xiaoman laughed happily and said: "Then I will listen to fairy tales."

Ning Que remembered some scenes in the past years and couldn't help but smile, and said: "This happens to be what I do best."

Xiao Man moved his body a bit, moved closer to him, and prepared to listen intently.

Ning Que thought for a while, looked at him and said, "You are the little prince on the grassland. Then I will tell you a fairy tale about the little prince, OK?"

Little Man said happily: "Good, good."

Ning Que lay down on the bamboo chair and looked at the sky and said, “There are pythons in the forest. They are very big. After capturing the prey, they don’t need to chew and swallow them directly into their stomachs, and then sleep for six months. , Use these time to digest the food in the stomach."

Xiao Man opened his big eyes and said in horror: "...It's terrible, isn't it that fairy tales are all happy?"

Ning Que glared at him, thinking that you are not as good as Sangsang back then, and said: "It's just the beginning, don't worry... When I heard this story, I was more interested in those things in the forest, so I I drew a picture according to my own imagination. It was a big python devouring a big beast. I showed this picture to other adults and asked them if they were terrified. They said: One What's so scary about the top hat?"

Xiaoman clapped his hands excitedly, and said: "I see, you painted the snake as the edge of the hat, and you painted the big beast as the middle of the hat, isn't your picture bad?"

Ning Que was speechless and continued: "What I drew was not a hat, but a snake swallowing a beast. Those adults just like you don’t understand at all, so I just put the python in the belly. The situation is also drawn."

Xiaoman looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Isn't it a fairy tale of the little prince? Where is the little prince?"

"I will come out soon." Ning Que explained: "I will come out in a while."

It didn’t take long for the maid and the maids of the princess mansion to finally find the vestibule. At this moment, the princess also ended her reminiscence with Sangsang, and Ning Que took the hand of the little maid in The maids and palace ladies fled with suspicion and resentment, and ended their visit to the princess mansion as quickly as possible.

Walking on a quiet street in Nancheng, the **** umbrella tightly wrapped in coarse cloth kept flapping Sangsang’s thighs. The master and servant walked quietly for a while, and Sangsang suddenly said nothing. One sentence: "The princess is a good person."

Ning Que looked up at the sky above the street separated by plane trees, looked at the gloomy clouds, and said, "It looks like it's going to rain."

The bull's head is not right with the horse's tail. It is probably the case that the introduction does not follow the words. Sangsang wants to say something, but Ning Que doesn't want to say those things, so the former has no head or tail, and the latter looks up at the sky. Said to rain.

Sangsang stopped, looked up at him, and asked, "Master, why don't you like her?"

Ning Que felt that it was necessary to let the little maid know what she really thought, and he hesitated for a while and said: "Because I don't think she is a good person in the traditional sense, although she is really good to you."

I don't know why, Sangsang showed a rare stubbornness on this issue, and said seriously: "If your Highness is not a good person, why did she go to the grassland back then? Why is she so good to Xiaoman?"

Ning Que looked at her quietly and suddenly said: "If she is a good person, why did she go to the grassland? Why should she be so good to Xiaoman? I don't think all stepmothers in the world are bad people, but I have never seen a stepmother who regards Xiaoman as more important than her own life like her."

The same two questions seemed to Sangsang to prove that the princess was a good person, but in Ning Que's case they became the opposite example. She couldn't understand what he wanted to say, and looked at him suspiciously.

At this moment, raindrops floated lightly over the city of Chang'an in the thick spring. Ning Que took off the **** umbrella from her back and opened it, and continued to walk forward, saying: "If something is abnormal, As a demon, this stepmother is still so young and her motherhood is overflowing? In my opinion, it is too early. I think this is empathy. She transferred her feelings for Shan Yu to the little boy... so it seems, She seems to have a lot of apologies for Shan Yu, who lives in the Long Sleeping Grassland.

"Only the frontiers like us know what a great hero Shan Yu is, but he is such a great man who was so inexplicably murdered and seized by his idiot brother?"

"Master, what on earth do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that Her Royal Highness will probably regret her in her life, because that Shan Yu should really love her and is the only man in the world who dares to really love her."

"I don't understand."

"Nothing."

After being silent for a long time, Sangsang suddenly said, "Do you think it was the princess that killed Shan Yu?"

Ning Que didn't answer directly, and said: "It seems that your usual stupidity is really pretending to be lazy."

Sangsang bowed his head and walked under the black umbrella, clenched his small fist slightly, and said, "Where is the evidence?"

"There are many things in this world that do not require evidence."

Ning Que looked at the raindrops falling from the outside of the umbrella, and said: "She went to the grassland to resolve the attacks of certain gods in the empire, and she could also show weakness in the battle with the empress in exchange for your majesty’s Pity, you can also win the respect of the people of Datang, and even develop your own power on the grassland, but she cannot stay on the grassland forever. Your Majesty is getting older and older, and the candidate for succession must be determined as soon as possible. Come down, so she needs to come back, and as a woman who loves her, there is only one way she wants to come back."

Sangsang lowered his head and said in a low voice: "But when His Royal Highness decided to marry the grassland, he was only twelve or thirteen years old."

"I started killing horse thieves when I was twelve or thirteen years old. Human abilities and age are not necessarily proportional." Ning Que gradually accelerated his steps while holding the **** umbrella, shook his head and said, "What I just said was just Your Highness has a reason to do that and it can benefit from it, but in my opinion, the most proving thing is the sentence I said before."

"We all know what a great man that Shan Yu who died young is very difficult to be framed and killed, unless the person who does it is the one he believes and loves the most."

Sangsang lowered his head and pursed his thin lips, and muttered softly: "In short, it's your guess, Master."

Ning Que said: "I also hope that the guess is wrong. I also hope that the world is full of fairy tales. The prince and princess will live happily in the end, but you see... the prince on the grassland is dead, the princess Go home."

Sangsang raised her head, a drop of rain fell from her dark cheeks, she looked at him a little angrily and asked: "Master, why is the world in your eyes always so dark?"

Ning Que stopped and looked at her silently. After watching for a long time, he said in a cold voice, "Because from the time I survived until I picked you out of the dead corpses on the roadside, the world I saw was So dark."

After saying this, he also felt his own gaffe, and walked towards the street with a little shame. He didn’t know if it was the spiritual shadow cast by the academy, or because he was about to kill people. I felt that the rain outside the **** umbrella was no longer so refreshing and looked a little dull.

Sangsang stood in the rain, looking at his back, suddenly quickened his pace to catch up, chased under the **** umbrella, chased next to the guy, and then reached up to catch the corner of his sleeve that was hanging down with his right hand. And never put it again.

The conversation between the master and servant sounded under the **** umbrella from time to time.

"I thought Master, you were going to call His Highness an idiot again."

"Don't be emotional when you move anything. In the end, it will only hurt others and yourself, so she is really an idiot."

"Then why didn't you scold you, Master?"

"I will curse these two words less in the future, because those emotional idiots...are all poor people."