MTL - The System Asks to Uninstall: The Male God is Poisonous-Chapter 1996 The demon in the mirror, the history of the prince's ascendancy 12

As Eunuch Pei said, Xiyuan is much better than Mudan Palace, and there are many supplies, including—

A brand new bronze mirror.

But Yan Yunfeng didn't seem to be able to see the new mirror. He frowned at the three little eunuchs who were carrying the bronze mirrors: "Be gentle, don't break it."

The little **** muttered in his heart: This is a crack, why did he say 'don't touch it'.

Eunuch Pei is a popular man beside the emperor. He is only responsible for bringing Yan Yunfeng to Xiyuan, and he will not stay for long.

Sweeping the dust in his hand, Eunuch Pei said with a smile: "Five Highness, there will be two palace maids who will serve you later, just call them, the servant will return to his life."

Yan Yunfeng did not speak.

Eunuch Pei left with the little eunuchs.

Xiyuan, which was still a little lively just now, returned to silence as the pedestrians left.

Yan Yunfeng was standing at the table in the inner room, and a brand new bronze mirror was placed on the table next to him.

Yan Yunfeng took down the bronze mirror, put it aside, and put it on the bronze mirror brought from Mudan Palace.

Looking left and right, Yan Yunfeng finally reached out and touched the edge of the bronze mirror.

I don't know if it was an illusion or a psychological effect, but Yan Yunfeng always felt the edge of the bronze mirror, and there was still the warmth of the hands of the few eunuchs who were carrying the bronze mirror.

The little brow wrinkled, Yan Yunfeng brought a basin of water over, then took a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

"Luo Bai, I'll change to a new place, I wonder if you like it?" Yan Yunfeng murmured.

The bronze mirror with the cracks on the surface was motionless and did not respond.

Yan Yunfeng seemed to be used to it, and kept wiping her hands, "You wait, when I grow up, I will give you the best place to live."

The six-year-old waste prince muttered to himself.

From Mudan Palace to Xiyuan, Yan Yunfeng's living conditions are better.

In the past, there were only two old maids who ignored him, but now the maids have been replaced by court ladies with quick hands and feet.

Yan Yunfeng's hands-on index.

He is counting the days.

A month passed in Yan Yunfeng's silent counting.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Yan Yunfeng closed and locked the door of the room, then moved a small stool and sat at the table, quietly looking at the bronze mirror.

At midday at noon—

Yan Yunfeng saw a smear of red in the bronze mirror, and after a while, the smear disappeared.

The little boy who had been sitting at the table suddenly turned back if he felt something.

The young man in the red robe lay lazily on the only beautiful couch in the room.

He is so beautiful, the snow-white arms exposed from the sleeves seem to be made of new snow, and the wrist bones are as delicate as porcelain, with a somewhat fragile taste.

"Luo Bai!" Yan Yunfeng stood up.

For Yan Yunfeng, he waited for a month, but this is on Luo Bai's side, in fact, he just went back for a short rest before coming out.

Yan Yunfeng walked towards Luo Bai, pausing for a while, he looked at him in astonishment and took out a few books like a magic trick.

"Little devil, bring your stool here." Luo Bai waved to him.

Yan Yunfeng folded back to get the stool, and at the same time whispered: "I don't call Xiao Guitou, you know my name..."

Luo Bai put the books in front of him regardless of his murmuring.

"The Analects of Confucius, The Study of Emperors, Sun Tzu's Art of War?" Yan Yunfeng was surprised.

He was enlightened at the age of three, and was deposed as a prince at the age of five, so he would not be illiterate.

He has read books, although not many, and these books—

He had never heard of it before.

It doesn't seem to be written by a famous person.