April 2nd.
　　Late, scooping up the pavilion.
　　To say that my handsome father is really spoiled me, hard in this Zhenguo Gongfu gave me built a掬依亭, really not in vain I wrote to him every day painstakingly.
　　This is a pavilion, but it is actually a garden. Now in the garden of the pear is blooming pile of snow like lush, occasionally the wind is a little more blowing that will fall not fall pear, music to the passers-by all over. Father also let people dig a small lake, the center of the lake built a pavilion.
　　At night the small lake is shimmering by the soft moonlight, the soft wind blows, the pear blossom floats down, it really is a kind of paradise feeling.
　　I'm sitting cross-legged under a tree with a small mosquito drinking the aged wine we stole back.
　　Looking at the beauty under the moon in front of him, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers and wine in the air, and drinking the old man's private collection of fine wine, he felt that it was good to be alive.
　　Drunken eyes giggled at the teenager in front of him.
　　Under the moonlight, the little mosquito looked even more handsome. Jade face plus the redness of drunkenness appeared more detailed and flawless, the corners of the rosy lips with mo sly smile. I heart a burst of emotion, the little kid finally grew up a little.
　　At this moment he was staring at me with a pair of peach blossom eyes thievingly and asked, "This wine is good, isn't it?"
　　I tried to nod my head, smiling happily, squinting my eyes and answering happily, "It's good, worthy of being the old man's private wine. It is fragrant and has an endless flavor. The aftertaste lingers long after drinking, hiccuping aftertaste, the strong fragrance still remains, it's really a good wine."
　　Little Mosquito teasingly said, "I can't imagine that you are very good at tasting wine."
　　I immediately proudly puffed out my small, undeveloped breasts and said proudly, "That's that's that's that's that's that's that, to put it politely, I'm the reincarnation of the wine fairy."
　　Hearing Little Mosquito's hefty laugh, I gave him a big blank stare. Che~! What does a little kid know? When I was drinking all over the country, you didn't even know where you were? If I didn't drink too much back then, could I come here like this?
　　I'm kind of in a daze thinking, can I just put it back on again now that I'm drunk?
　　The little mosquito added, "It took me a great deal of effort to steal this wine, and when the old man finds out, I'm going to have to carry it; what are you going to give me in return."
　　I didn't even think about it, "Take whatever you see in me, I'm being extorted by you for being proletarian anyway, heh heh heh heh ......"
　　The little mosquito thought for a moment and said, "Just as well, you owe me another one."
　　I giggled drunkenly, "Owe it, owe it, I can't pay it off anyway."
　　Neither of us spoke again after that, just one glass of wine for you and one for me.
　　As I drank, my mind wandered. I think I'll be 8 years old tomorrow, and before I know it, I'll have been here for 8 years. It's amazing. In the old world, children would be 6 or 7 years old, and would be mature people by now. But here, my IQ is still the same as before, even younger. Ai~! Now I have no confidence in myself because of the little mosquito and the old man.
　　How are mom and dad? Did Feifei and the group of diehards miss me or have they already forgotten me? Homesickness, which I usually try to suppress, flooded under the influence of drunkenness. My heart suddenly hurt so much that I couldn't stop the tears from silently flowing down my face. I didn't make a sound, just continued to drink, trying to control my emotions. I promised my mom and dad to be happy in the future, although that is for me to get married and take a vow, but it is also the desire of mom and dad, is not it? To be happy ah ...... I am very happy is not it? Father, the demon girl are very spoiled me. Although the dead old man often tortured me, but I can see that he is also hate iron is not steel. Little Mosquito is with me every day ......
　　But why couldn't the tears stop, the heart was hurting more and more, and I finally couldn't help but choke out a sob.
　　Hearing a sigh and crying out, I was taken into a warm embrace and I cried even harder, rubbing snot and tears all over the little mosquito's body in the process.
　　"What are you crying about?" The hard cockney voice asked softly, giving me the creeps. Uh, it doesn't seem so sad anymore.
　　"I miss my parents, so much ...... I want to go home ......" I continued to cry.
　　"We're safer here." The cockney continued softly. What to do? I want to laugh so bad ......
　　I don't say anything, I just choke ...... just cried too much.
　　The little mosquito didn't say anything, and I didn't dare to say anything else for fear of laughing out loud.
　　Haha, it seems that there is a chance to get out of the misery, why am I so smart ah, worthy of being a traveler, know to seize every opportunity. I licked my lips narcissistically.
　　But whispering really isn't for boys with voice changes, I thought with great emotion.
　　The wine came up, his head was so dizzy that he passed out in the arms of the little mosquito.
　　Before I fainted, I thought painfully, "Little Mosquito, please don't talk to me like this for the next two years, or I'll really die of laughter ......
　　---------------------------------------------------
　　I have a headache. What's wrong?
　　After closing my eyes and remembering, it turns out that I was drunk yesterday and now I'm in the middle of a hangover.
　　It's still an 8 year old's body. Back in the day, I could drink a bottle and a half of Jack Daniels.
　　When I opened my eyes, it was already light.
　　I was in a panic. It's over, I'm up late, the old man won't know what to do to me later.
　　"Sister Red, Sister Red." I shouted.
　　"Little Miss, what's wrong?" Xiao Hong's clear face flew in front of me.
　　"Sister Hong, I got up late, I'm dead, the old man must have killed me. What to do?" I said with a crying face. I actually still wanted to ask her why she didn't call me, but I had seen her ruthlessness in killing people and didn't dare to ask.
　　"Little miss don't worry, little young master came earlier and said for you to sleep well today, you don't need to go to martial arts practice." Little Red said with a smile.
　　"Oh great, that scared me." I fanned my scared, sweaty little face with my hand and let out a huge sigh of relief.
　　"Little Miss is really afraid of Master."
　　"Yeah, I'm scared to death. I don't know when I'll be able to go home." I lazily leaned back on my bed and looked at the three paintings hanging on the wall.
　　Xiao Hong followed my gaze and smiled understandingly, ''When the slave girl returned to the royal residence last time, she told the prince and young miss. The little miss drew three paintings, it is the king, miss and the little young master, every morning when they get up are looking at it. After hearing this, the king and the young lady were heartbroken, and the king said that he would be sure to take the young lady back to the royal residence as soon as possible. Little Miss miss misses the king and miss so much, it's no wonder they spoiled little miss to heaven."
　　With my mouth long and dumbfounded, I looked at Little Red and asked in a trembling voice, "Sister Red, who do you think the man on the wall is?"
　　"Isn't it the king, the young lady and the young master? Although the little miss' drawing is a bit blurry, but the heart is there, who wouldn't recognize it? Last time the young master came to the room, he kept squinting and smiling for a long time." Xiao Hong said with a smile as she changed my clothes.
　　I was completely shocked silly, how can I see that it is the demon girl them? I obviously draw is dad and mom and my unattached husband, just in order to cover their ears, help them change a costume, wearing ancient clothes.
　　I walked up to the 3 pairs of paintings, looked at them left and right, and finally had to admit that it wasn't that the paintings weren't very good, it was that they were so bad. It really just looked like a man and a woman. I sat down in my chair deflated, wanting to say well, I'll have to paint 3 more pairs.
　　Just as I was fuming, Xiao Hong had quickly helped me comb my hair into a double bun hanging on both sides, and even inserted the imperial five blessings glazed tasseled gold hairpin that Little Mosquito had lent me.
　　Everything I have now is from Little Mosquito ......
　　Curious, I asked, "Sister Hong, why are you dressed like this today? Usually I wear my hair in braids."
　　"The slave girl doesn't know, the young master ordered it."
　　Well, the little mosquito is the biggest in this house!
　　I bristled and stopped talking.
　　I looked at the little man in the mirror and had to say that genetics is magical. The genes of this demon girl and her handsome daddy are pretty good.
　　My tiny body is now wrapped in a delicate yellow dress. A pair of peach blossom eyes with a little bit of wisdom, black and white eyes clear and bright, flowing color, thick and curly eyelashes, lips like red cherry. I smiled brightly in the mirror, satisfied to see a smile like a flower, delicate and lovely girl.
　　While I was looking at myself in the mirror, I heard a loud, ugly laugh ......
　　I didn't even look back, so I said, "What are you laughing at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before? You don't even knock, you have no manners at all."
　　"Is it that you've never seen a beautiful woman giggling in the mirror, and a debtor coming to the door with a knock?"
　　The cockney voice continues to destroy my ears.
　　I have to admit, after countless bloody lessons, I can't beat a little mosquito. So I was smart enough not to say anything, so that I wouldn't be angry enough to spit blood later on.
　　Little Mosquito dragged me from the mirror to him, forced me to turn around, and laughed with satisfaction, "Not bad, I didn't expect to look like a monkey, but I'm still human after a little cleanup."
　　Without changing my face, I picked up, "Thanks for the compliment, I was born from the same parents as you, and from what I've seen we both look pretty much the same."
　　Little Mosquito smiled faintly without saying a word and took my hand and headed out the door.
　　As we walked, I asked curiously, "Mosquito, where are we going?"
　　"Get out of the house and meet people."
　　I was on the spot, holding him still, and asked in a busy voice, "Who are you meeting? If you don't make it clear, I'm not going."
　　My head was racing at the same time. Yes, it's time for my father to fight for the throne! It's time for my father to fight for the throne, and according to the Traveling Theorem, I'll be the victim of that throne. Even though I'm only 8 years old, there's no guarantee that I'll be sold.
　　I glared at him angrily and yelled, "Speak up!"
　　Just look at Little Mosquito helplessly knocking on my head, "What are you thinking about? Haven't you always wanted to see Miss White Lotus from the Bright Moon House? Just forget it if you don't want to go."
　　Needless to say, I switched from an angry look to a fawning smile in 0.1 seconds, "Brother, we go now ah? "
　　The little mosquito giggled out at my change of face, "That's the only time you'll call me brother."
　　I ignored his scorn and happily took his hand and walked or ran as fast as I could?
　　My God, the 8-year war is finally over!
　　Finally, I've made it out of the house so I can see the world of flowers and handsome men and women outside ......

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