But Fu Jian said with a smile, "Why, brother, you don't know me anymore? Let's go, today is the New Year, and I will accompany you to Lishan to enjoy the plum blossoms."
This time, they didn't even take anyone with them, Nan'an stayed in the palace, Mingyue was in the mansion, the snow on Mount Li was really thick, even thicker than the snow in Chang'an City.
Ice crystals hung from the tree one by one. In a field of ice and snow, Fu Jian took his hand and walked slowly forward, standing on the mountainside to watch the scenery.
The scenery below looked up at them.
"Then what do you want to do? Murong Chong can't be an official in the court, but he can't stay in the palace forever. Now it's spread all over the outside world."
"Oh, what do people outside say?"
Xuancheng said, "One female and one male, both fly into the Purple Palace."
Fu Jian said, "They are wrong, where is the male and the female, I only want Murong Chong."
Xuancheng looked at him in astonishment, and asked half aloud, "Where is Princess Qinghe?"
"In the harem."
Xuancheng felt depressed just now, "Didn't you say you didn't want her?"
"I didn't want her, it was Murong Wei who sent her to the palace."
"So it was him." Xuancheng gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Murong Wei can't stay."
Fu Jian smiled, "You said before that Murong Chui couldn't stay, but in the end you kept him, and you saved his life."
Xuancheng has nothing to say.
Yes, why did I save that person in the first place
The people from Murong's family obviously gritted their teeth in hatred, but every time they saw them, their hearts softened involuntarily.
What's wrong with the Xianbei clan
What history has judged them for is not necessarily correct.
"I don't believe in any rumors, it's just people outside talking nonsense, I only believe in the destiny, and that's how it is."
"Destiny you mentioned means the meaning of dragon and phoenix?" Xuancheng asked softly.
"Murong Chong is not Feng, that's just his name, maybe it's just a coincidence."
"Then why did you say those things back then?" Xuancheng was speechless with one sentence.
Because he doesn't know those things.
"Why is the snow so heavy this year?" Xuancheng changed the subject.
Fu Jian said, "Maybe you want to make the world more beautiful?"
"Although the world is beautiful, there are too many ups and downs and tribulations after all."
"This is a fly in the ointment, brother, how can everything be perfect."
They climbed to the top of Lishan Mountain, and the fiery wintersweet waved to him, like the most brilliant rose, no different from last year, this plum blossom is a natural heart shape.
"Brother, is this your gift again?" He still wanted to ask.
Fu Jian nodded, staring at him with enigmatic eyes.
Xuancheng doesn't understand.
Fu Jian is different this year from previous years. Last year, Murong Chong hadn't come yet, but this year Murong Chong came, and he doted on him so much, he should have spent all his time with him.
Murong Chong was so indifferent, he never said a word. Xuancheng was worried, once Murong Chong spoke, what would his voice be like? There is always a bad idea in his head.
Perhaps, Murong Chong is dumb, and people who have heard that they are beautiful may not be able to speak.
A wave of fear filled him.
He asked Fu Jian cautiously, "Brother, what kind of person is Murong Chong?"
Fu Jian never expected him to ask such a question, and he looked a little surprised.
"You want to know about him?"
Xuancheng was silent for a while, then nodded, "Yes."
"Why? He has nothing to do with you now? Have you taken a fancy to him?" Fu Jian's last sentence terrified Xuan Cheng. He didn't dare to admit it, but he didn't dare not to admit it either.
Fu Jian's eyes are like eagles, and Fu Jian's mind is very delicate, he seems to be able to guess everything, and he seems to be able to pierce everything.
So, he was silent again.
"Actually, it's okay even if you like it. I'm the emperor. I can give you whatever you want."
Xuancheng shook his head, "No."
He dare not accept it, if it is a gift, Xuancheng really dare not accept it, Murong Chong is a hot person, he is a devil, whoever gets involved with him will have no good ending, although he is looking forward to some things, But after all, I don't want things to develop in that direction.
"Then what do you want to know about him? Brother." Fu Jian called him so gently again.
Xuancheng's mind became confused all of a sudden. Between Fu Jian and Murong Chong, he chose to believe in Fu Jian.
"Tell me about him, I want to hear why you put him in your harem, but you ignored Princess Qinghe sent by Murong Wei." Xuancheng said so solemnly, Fu Jian did not refuse reason.
"Do you really want to listen? Tell the truth?" Fu Jian asked him back. This is not like a rhetorical question, it is clearly a question.
Xuancheng nodded firmly.
But Fu Jian remained silent for a long time.
Snow seemed to be falling in his ears, Xuancheng closed his eyes and felt it, he seemed to see thousands of layers of falling snow, on a majestic city wall, alone, he lay on the city wall and watched from a distance, He couldn't see anything in the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, a contented smile.