The flowing lights fly, and the dreams are filled with colorful clothes. The tides rise and fall, and twelve years have passed.

Marine Silk, who was about to celebrate her 25th birthday, was walking on the tree-shaded road on the campus with two or three students studying for a master's degree.

The sun shines among the mottled shadows of the trees with fragrance. Her swaying skirt cleanses the deepest trace of girlish feelings in her heart. She smiles brightly and looks at her spirits.

Not far or near, there is an extended version of the private car.

Emperor Luo sat in the car, holding a glass of sweet wine in his right hand, and the body of the car was slowly moving. The liquid in the cup swayed with inertia, with bright colors and beautiful style.

"Boss, how is the new smell like this time? Helen is still waiting for your reply."

In the LCD screen behind the driver's seat, the assistant who was far away in the overseas manor was waiting for his answer. It was a video call, but it had been connected for more than ten minutes, but he still said nothing.

Fang Rui looked at the LCD screen with some reproach and whispered: "Wait!"

When the other party heard this, his cheeks flashed with embarrassment, and then he waited.

"Zhuangzhuang." Emperor Luo called out softly, and Fang Rui immediately looked at him: "Little Five Young Master?"

"She is not young, I am not young. It's almost time to collect it." Emperor Luo left a light sentence, raised his neck gracefully, swallowed all the red liquid in the cup. The moment he fell into the cup, he frowned: "The taste afterwards is a bit too astringent! Re-adjust the formula ratio, the grape pulp should be made from twelve years ago!"

"Twelve years ago?" The other party was stunned, his eyebrows full of confusion: "But aren't this group of people taking the mid- and low-end routes for the purpose of running volume?"

Fang Rui looked at the LCD screen speechlessly: "It's different now. I immediately took out the grape pulp that had been hidden in the cellar for twelve years. What Xiao Wu wanted was to make a batch of high-end commemorative red wine with a history of twelve years!"

"yes!"

The car turned a corner, and the figure of the Silkworm disappeared on the tree-shaded road. Emperor Luo frowned and couldn't help but open the car window and poked his head out, but still didn't find it.

"Wow! That man is so handsome!"

"Oh my God, there are such handsome men in the world!"

"Does he look like the Regent of our country?"

"A little bit, it's really handsome! It's a luxury car, so rich!"

Emperor Luo just showed his face, which attracted the attention and heated discussions of countless girls on the university campus.

He withdrew his handsome face in a little annoyed manner, and ended the video call the moment he closed the car window. His mood became lonely because of the disappearance of Hai Silk: "Zhuangzhuang, you will be responsible for following up on the commemorative red wine case in the future."

"Okay." Fang Rui nodded, but knew it very well.

In fact, Emperor Luo never said that he would make a commemorative red wine for twelve years.

But Fang Rui and he grew up together, and they were like brothers. All the ideas of Emperor Luo could not escape Fang Rui's eyes. When he said that he and Marshal were not young, he could take it away, and when he said that he wanted to find raw materials from twelve years ago to make a batch of red wine, Fang Rui immediately understood Emperor Luo's meaning.

Now, Fang Rui is the confidant of Emperor Luo and the right-hand man.

Just like the turbulent and strong back then, they are inseparable from the side of the little girl.

The car quickly drove out of the Maritime Silk Road campus and headed towards the city center of City B.

The traffic along the way made Emperor Luo remember a lot of the past. His right hand was gently swaying on the six-pointed diamond ring on his left hand, as gentle as his lover's cheeks.

*

After leaving the campus, Marina Silk Road got into a male classmate's car and several went to the city center together.

There is a gallery called Daige there, which is the only gallery that was not affected during the Ningguo dynasty ten years ago. I heard that the boss behind this gallery has something to do with the Regent of Shengjing.

Speaking of which, ten years ago, the rulers of Ningguo mistakenly believed in the spy's setting up, revoked all military powers of Minister of National Defense Ling Yu, and shot Ling Yu on the charge of colluding with the enemy and treason. At that time, Ling Yu had just been detained and imprisoned. A few days before the execution, Ningguo's internal political structure underwent earth-shaking changes.

On the day Ling Yu was executed, the four ruling parties fought on a large scale. Gao Zheng, a certain person who had been supporting Ling Yu, rescued Ling Yu and several important children from Ling Yu, and united to launch the Ning Civil War for three years.

Today, Ningguo is still Ningguo.

It's just that it has become a constitutional monarchy!

The country's leader was Bai Mutian, the king of Ningguo. The first thing Bai Mutian did after he came to power was to confer Ling Yu as the regent and hold military power. He also conferred his three sons as princes like his sons.

The twenty-eight-year-old Emperor Luo is now the youngest prince in Ningguo.

He is also the most popular diamond bachelor in the country.

At present, Hasik was standing at the door of Daige with anticipation, queuing with a long line with the crowd.

She had a pair of white headphones stuffed into her ears and held six very exquisite comic book albums in her hand. This is her favorite story since her middle school years.

She still remembers the first scene of the comic, which tells the story of a boy meeting a girl at the airport. The girl threw the boy down directly: "Are you the butler's son?"

Hesse didn't know why she had such a special liking for this story, but every time she read this story, her heart always had a strong sweetness and a faint pain.

She thought, maybe this is the love that she has always longed for in her heart!

This comic only has an episode every three months, but with the accumulation of popularity over the years, this story has long been popular all over the country.

The author of this comic is called: Emperor Hai.

Maybe it's a pseudonym, but even the pseudonym makes Hyssin so fascinated.

This year, Emperor Hai released the collector's edition of this story for the first time, although the last four words are still: unfinished, to be continued...

But it still attracted countless young people who yearn for love.

"Hai Silk Road, it will take two o'clock in the afternoon to sign. There are hundreds of people in the signature line. I'm afraid that when we are, Emperor Hai will leave too!"

"That's right, why do you have to sign him? Let's just stop queuing up. Let's go ahead and take a few more photos for him!"

Haisi's classmate stood with her for a long time, and her legs were numb.

In the hot summer, everyone is sweating profusely.

Hass looked at them and smiled slightly: "It's okay, you guys go first, I'll wait for myself! When he signs me, I can take photos."

"Oh! You have been poisoned by the Emperor of the Sea!" The classmate sighed helplessly, and was reluctant to leave her alone, so he had to stay with her quietly.

upstairs--

In Daige's office, Emperor Luo stood in front of the dark glass on one side.

Looking at the scene downstairs, he raised his eyebrows: "Zhuangzhuang, find an ice cream truck to sell cones. Remember to sell it in front of her so that she won't have to wait again. Also, remember to have the mango flavor she likes."

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Chapter completed!