"Guardian," while Wei Lan was waiting in the veranda outside Changming Hall, Zhao Fu walked out of the main hall, walked straight to Wei Lan, and said with a smile, "Young master has his own here. The house, he asked the servant to take you to that house."
Wei Lan hurriedly said, "No need, I'll just wait here."
"This is the air outlet," Zhao Fu pointed to the long lanes connected to the veranda: "Guardian, you are a lucky person to be able to think of you so much, come with me."
"Father-in-law," Wei Lan asked, "I'm going, won't I violate the palace rules?"
"No," Zhao Fu said in a big way: "The house is for the son, and the son is in charge, and no one else can gossip."
After Wei Lan arrived at the palace in the side hall, a little eunuch brought refreshments. Looking at the green, fragrant tea and delicate snacks brewed in the palace, Wei Lan has no appetite at all. He just sat there, waiting for Rowe until it was dark.
"Guardian," Zhao Fu finally came to call him, "Young master is going back to the manor, hurry up and greet your son."
Wei Lan walked out of the palace, only to realize that a spring snow had gotten up and down at an unknown time. From a distance, he saw Luo Wei and Long Xuan standing under a palace lantern under the corridor, not knowing what they were talking about.
"Let's go," Zhao Fu urged beside him.
Wei Lan is now afraid of seeing Long Xuan, and seeing Long Xuan talking to Luo Wei, he unconsciously thinks, isn't he telling Young Master about the secret medicine? This thought made Wei Lan's footsteps heavier.
Under the corridor, Long Xuan disregarded Luo Wei's cold face, and tied the fur coat for Luo Wei. At this moment, there was real concern in Long Xuan's eyes, "It's really not the right time for the snow to fall. You'll be driving in the snow tomorrow, so be careful along the way."
"You are so strange," Rowe said. "You still care about my life and death? Wouldn't it be better for you if I died?"
"This is in the palace," Long Xuan whispered: "Be careful of being heard by others, I never wanted you to die."
"You better be careful yourself," Rowe said.
"Are you caring about me?" Long Xuan said, "I thought you were the one who wanted me to die."
"Are you really Long Xuan?" Luo Wei stared at Long Xuan. He has lived for two lifetimes. He never knew that Long Xuan would also tell people this kind of meaningless nonsense, or that this person deliberately led him to grow up Make a mistake in front of the Ming Palace and be punished for being disrespectful to the prince
There were a few snowflakes on Luo Wei's head, and under the flickering light and shadow of the palace lantern, Long Xuan looked at Luo Wei and couldn't help but sigh, this person is really beautiful.
Luo Wei took two steps back and asked Long Xuandao in a cold voice, "What are you thinking about? You said that this time you want to cooperate for the sake of Jiangshan. Could it be that you have other thoughts?"
Long Xuan forced two steps forward, still standing in front of Luo Wei, seeing that the snowflakes in Luo Wei's hair had condensed into ice beads, so he reached out to brush it.
"Speak up if you have something to say," Luo Wei stepped back again. He didn't know what was on his head. To ask Long Xuan to reach out, he casually touched his head twice with his hand.
"I want to say," Long Xuan said, "It turns out that people with more flesh and less flesh will really make a difference."
"You," Luo Wei only said that Long Xuan was scolding him again, just as he scolded him as a fat man before, and then returned to Long Xuan and said, "This is something that everyone knows, does Your Highness know about it until now?"
After Luo Wei's face was blown by the wind, it turned red, and temporarily covered his sick face. In Long Xuan's eyes, this was another kind of amorous feelings, which made him a little fascinated.
"Master," Wei Lan came over at this time.
"Lan, let's go," Luo Wei turned around and saw Wei Lan, and went down the steps without stopping for a moment to go to Wei Lan.
Long Xuan stretched out his hand to support the man who seemed to be unable to walk steadily, but when he saw Wei Lan dodging up the steps and supporting Luo Wei, he withdrew his hand.
"Let's go," Luo Wei leaned all over Wei Lan's body. He felt cold and hurt now. He just wanted to lie down in the warm blanket for a while, "Damn snow," he said in Wei Lan He scolded in his ear: "Winter is over, we have to go! It's endless!"
"Don't you say Rui Xue Zhao's New Year?" Wei Lan saw that Luo Wei was still treating him as usual, and knew that Long Xuan did not talk to Luo Wei about the secret medicine, so he was relieved and in the mood to talk to Luo Wei.
"I don't farm," Rowe said most now is the snow. Looking at the snow, he felt cold from the inside to the outside, as if the warm air all over his body had been taken away by the snow. , "I don't care what Ruixue is or not Ruixue."
Wei Lan helped Luo Wei onto the soft sedan chair, took the umbrella from the little eunuch behind Luo Wei, and held it for Luo Wei, "This is God's business," he said to Luo Wei, "Young master doesn't like it, When we go back to the manor, we just don't look at it."
The two little eunuchs lifted the soft sedan chair, and there was already snow on the ground, so they walked very carefully, it didn't matter if they fell, if the noble man on the sedan fell, they could only use Lose this life.
Luo Wei sat on the soft sedan chair, looked back at the place where he had just stood, and found that Long Xuan was still standing under the palace lantern without moving. Luo Wei quickly sat upright and never looked back.
"Your Highness," Fu Yun trotted behind Long Xuan and asked, "Are you going back?"
Of course Long Xuan would not miss Luo Wei's look back. Seeing this man turn his head as quickly as he was frightened, Long Xuan shook his head with a smile. Long Xuan ignored the fortune behind him and went down the steps. Where could he go without going back to Qingwen Temple
Fuyun stretched the umbrella in his hand to the top of Long Xuan's head.
"No need," Long Xuan walked leisurely in the snow, he didn't need anyone to hold an umbrella for him. He turned around and glanced at the umbrella that Fortune held in his hand. It was a green bamboo umbrella, which reminded Long Xuan of that rainy night in Fengyi Hall. When he was punished to kneel outside the hall, Luo Wei held such a green bamboo umbrella for him. .
Fortune put the umbrella away, the master doesn't need an umbrella, how dare they, who are slaves, dare to walk in the snow with an umbrella
Long Xuan thought about Luo Wei, and the journey from Changming Hall to Qingwen Hall did not make him feel bored at all. He watched Luo Wei getting sick day by day, a little fat man now like a jade figure that was over-cut, beautiful and delicate, but also fragile, looking like a piece of white porcelain that would shatter when touched.
"Brother," Long Xiang walked over from a distance.
"You haven't slept yet?" Long Xuan stood down and waited for Long Xiang to walk in front of him.
"I can't sleep," Long Xiang is very frustrated now. He asked Emperor Xingwu to go with the army, but was scolded by his father, and almost got kicked. Emperor Xingwu's fury made Long Xiang know that it was absolutely impossible for him to go to Beiyan this time.
"Go to my place for some supper," Long Xuan invited Long Xiang.
"I heard that Luo Wei is coming to the palace, why can he go, but I can't go?" Long Xiang whispered beside Long Xuan.
"Shut up, what kind of sick ghost is not a sick ghost? Nonsense!" Long Xuan snorted Long Xiang in a low voice.
"Shut up again," Long Xiang was even more wronged. "Brother, what do you think about Luo Wei? I can't even tell him?"