The second thousand twenty-one twenty-one chapter Where is the prince?
The corridor is about forty meters long and three meters wide. Enough to accommodate a car safely. Therefore, Xiao Zheng walked in this empty corridor, only feeling that there was a chilly breath in all directions. Coupled with the rainy weather in London, the more people feel bored.
Hey.
The giant door of the corridor port was suddenly buckled, and Zhao’s figure was also blocked. Xiao Zheng turned back slightly, but felt that it was really heartbreaking in this corridor.
It is also an atheist who loses Xiao. Otherwise you can scare yourself to life.
He set his mind and walked slowly.
Suddenly!
Xiao Zheng Yuguang flashed, a string of familiar handwriting emerged from his mind!
Zhao Dongzang!
Isn't that the sly Zhang Dong's winter collection?
The name of Zhao Dongzang is engraved on the doorplate. Obviously, this room is the place where Dongzang once lived!
Somehow, Xiao Zhenggui pushed the door open and walked into the room.
This is a separate suite. Or, each room on the left and right sides of the corridor is a place where the descendants of the Zhao family lived.
Xiao Zheng looked around. The rooms are very simple and even cold. Apart from the most basic living facilities, there are no extra furnishings.
Only when the room was near the window, there was a cool breeze blowing in. Standing in the window, you can clearly see the scenery outside this huge castle.
Presumably, when the wind is sunny, when the sun shines, this room will change its anger and hang in the warmth?
And how long has Donghang, in this room, lived?
Xiao Zheng spit out a sigh of relief and slowly withdrew from the room. Continue to the room in the autumn harvest at the end of the corridor.
Along the way, he constantly found new names.
There are people who know and who don’t know. Knowing such as Zhao Baizhen, Zhao Wuji, Zhao Chunsheng. If you don't know, there are about four or five names.
Xiao Zheng did not push the door open again, because he believed that every room with a name hanging here was almost placed.
Cold and full of chills.
In addition, there is an altar in the wall opposite the window. On the altar, there is a delicate casket.
Here, it is the burial place of the descendants of the Zhao family.
Unless the castle disappears into the long river of history, they will stay here permanently.
Born as a Zhao family!
Death is the soul of Zhao!
Xiao Zheng’s heart is inexplicably raised with a sense of desolateness.
He calmed his mind and walked slowly toward the end of the room. Soon, he arrived at the door.
Hey.
Xiao Zheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The heavy door was extremely strong, and the knocking on the door creaked. Very dull sound.
After waiting for a while, there was no sound in the room. Can be the door, but with a bang, slowly open.
It’s not someone else who’s caught in the eye, it’s the autumn harvest that I haven’t seen for a long time.
As always, her charming face is still amazing. The difference is that she looks very embarrassed. The clothes on the body are no longer the cheongsam and high heels. It is a loose and light pajamas.
The quality of the pajamas is good, and it can't conceal her rich and full body. There was a fascinating state of seeing me. Very attractive.
Seeing Xiao Zheng standing at the door, there is not much surprise in the beauty of the autumn harvest. Just letting go of the body, it means profoundly: "You are finally here."
Xiao Zheng heard the words, but smiled slightly: "Not welcome?"
Bypassing the autumn harvest into the room.
Xiao Zheng has been to an autumn harvest in the home of Sijiucheng. I also have a basic understanding of her aesthetic and insights about things.
The simple atmosphere is the ultimate aesthetic of the autumn harvest.
Here, the home of the autumn harvest is very cold. In addition to the basic facilities, there is not much decoration. The biggest difference from the winter Tibetan room, probably this room, is a woman living. And winter Tibetan is a man.
Xiao Zheng sat casually on a chair, and the autumn harvest was very polite to help him bring a cup of tea. Then gently sat next to him.
Xiao Zheng took the tea and thanked him. It was natural to ask: "No one answered if you called?"
He knows that the autumn harvest is a very proud and conceited woman. At this point, this woman is very similar to Lin Zhuyin. Therefore, he did not go too far to explore the status quo of the autumn harvest. I am afraid that if I ask more questions, I will make the autumn harvest uncomfortable.
No one will answer the phone, it will be a good topic.
"It was confiscated." There was no concealment of the autumn harvest, but it was very casual. "I am not completely free now. Even if I have to go out of this castle, I need approval."
Xiao Zheng heard the words, but slowly put down the teacup: "I hurt you."
The autumn harvest heard that the eyebrows had slightly restored some of the flattering of yesterday: "How do you plan to repay me? I am physically fit, but I can still support it."
Xiao Zheng was crying and laughing, but the voice was slightly depressed: "Have you ever thought about leaving here?"
"Leave?" The autumn harvest has a slight glimpse. Then I thought a little. "where to?"
"Go to a place that will make you happy." Xiao Zheng said very straightforwardly. "Where can you make you happy, go where."
The autumn harvest suddenly smiled and asked: "Where is it more comfortable than my own home?"
This is a bit of a profound meaning.
Before a woman forms a family, where is her parents and where is her family.
Unless she has her husband, her own child, she will have a brand new family.
Obviously, there is no such condition in the autumn harvest.
"Before I was ten years old, I followed my father to run around and traveled all over the world. Do you know what my only wish was at that time? Find a place where you can live for more than a year. For me at the time, This is just a luxury." The autumn harvest sighed softly and said slowly.
Xiao Zheng can understand her.
Because he used to have a similar experience.
He has no parents and no family. Although the old dean is good to him. The old dean is not his father, nor is he an orphan who needs to be raised. The care he can get from the old dean is always limited.
Drifting in the years abroad has also made him feel lonely. Although there is never a lack of chat and fun brothers and sisters. But when the night is quiet, he will always be jealous and always lonely.
It is not solved by eating, drinking and having fun. Need a truly caring person, a stable environment.
Xiaozhen now has it. So he is very happy.
But the autumn harvest did not.
Her home is this old castle.
It is a cold, to the fearless Zhao family.
She has no food and clothing, and Zhao’s wealth is enough to compete against certain middle countries. Even on a global scale, it has an extremely powerful influence.
It can be said that she is a princess. A princess with a very high gold content.
But where is her prince?