Luo Wei kept riding, and seeing that he was about to leave the cloud pass, Wei Lan rode his horse in front of Luo Wei's horse and stopped Luo Wei and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you going to leave the pass?"
Luo Wei saw a tea pavilion on the side of the road, jumped off his horse, and walked into the tea pavilion.
Wei Lan tied the two horses to the pillars of the tea pavilion, walked to the tea pavilion and saw Luo Wei sitting on the pavilion rail, looking up at the sky. "It's so late, there's no tea here," Wei Lan sat beside Luo Wei and said, "What's the matter with you? Let's go back soon, in case the eldest son finds out, he won't ask again. saying you?"
"Long Xuan's people went to search Uncle Hong's house," Luo Wei said.
"Is there anything wrong with Uncle Hong?" Wei Lan asked hurriedly.
"It will be fine if the corpse is disposed of," Luo Wei said, "Lan, it seems that Long Xuan doesn't want Mingjian Villa anymore."
"No?" Wei Lan said, "What does this mean? He wants to kill Ning Shuying?"
"I want to kill this person," Luo Wei said, "Long Xuan just didn't save it."
Wei Lan saw it again on Luo Wei's face, the fierceness he saw in the Beiyan army tent that day, Wei Lan couldn't help turning his head and said, "That man is Zizhou's father after all, Sir, think about it again."
"Zizhou wants him to die too," Luo Wei said.
"That's his biological father," Wei Lan said. "If the son really gets rid of Ning Shuying, I'm afraid that Zizhou will see him again in the future, and his heart will not be as free as he is now."
"You think so?"
"Wei Lan doesn't know who his father is, and this person hasn't supported me for a day, but if there is a chance, I still want to know who this person is," Wei Lan said, "Is this called the nature of father and son?"
Luo Wei was moved by Wei Lan's words. He seemed to want to know who his biological father was. He didn't want anything else, just wanted to know who this person was, even if he gave him a look. "So, I can't move Ning Shuying anymore?" Luo Wei said to Wei Lan, "Then what should I do?"
"Master, why don't you give Ning Shuying to Zizhou," Wei Lan said, "Let Zizhou make his own decision."
"Catch Ning Shuying alive?" Luo Wei said, "Luo Tingchao doesn't have the ability, do you want me to mobilize the army for a Ning Shuying?"
Ning Shuying's martial arts skills have always been passed down on the rivers and lakes, and Wei Lan thinks about it and thinks that it is impossible to catch Ning Shuying alive.
"Speaking of Luo Tingchao," Luo Wei thought of Luo Tingchao, and he couldn't control his killing thoughts, "If Long Xuan's secret medicine was obtained from him, this person would not need to live anymore."
"Young master, be careful with this person," Wei Lan could only say.
"Keluo Tingchao shouldn't betray me," Luo Wei said again: "I gave him medicine, this person will even lose his life for Long Xuan?"
"When did the son give Luo Tingchao the medicine?" Wei Lan asked.
"When I go to Qilin Villa, how can I use him with confidence?"
Wei Lan said, "Could it be that he found the antidote?"
"Impossible," Luo Wei said, "that's the medicine in the palace, and it's impossible for Long Xuan to know what kind of medicine I gave him."
The two of them were speechless for a while. They sat together and looked at the sky full of stars. There seemed to be unsolvable mysteries in front of them. They thought and guessed repeatedly, but they couldn't solve these riddles.
"Let's go back," Luo Wei finally decided not to think about it anymore, and he pulled Wei Lan to stand up, "We'll know after we go back to the top and ask, there's no need to waste our brains here, if Luo Tingchao can't be used for me, then Also removed."
"I'm going to bring the horse here," Wei Lan said.
"Lan, you just need to remember that I care about your life," Luo Wei said behind Wei Lan.
"I didn't think of anything else," Wei Lan ran to the pavilion column to untie the horse, and said to Luo Wei, "Young master forgot? Wei Lan is also a person who has killed countless people, and he will not think that the son will kill again. "
"Yeah, it seems that we are really a couple," Luo Wei laughed, kicking the stones on the ground under his feet, "but Lan, your life is really priceless to me."
"It's the same for the son," Wei Lan brought the horse over and watched Luo Wei get on the horse. He just flew on his horse and asked Luo Wei, "Do you want me to go to Uncle Hong's place to take a look?"
"No need," Luo Wei said, "Uncle Hong can handle this kind of thing. Lan," Luo Wei pointed to the sky, "There is not much scenery here in Yunguan, but the starry sky is not bad, is it brighter than in Shangdu? many?"
Wei Lan looked up at the sky. He didn't have any poetic interest. After reading it carefully, he said to Luo Wei: "Almost, there are more stars here than there are above?"
"Let's go," Luo Wei was amused by Wei Lan's honesty, and he laughed out loud. In this person's eyes, there was no taste. He liked such a person who didn't understand taste.
"What's in your hand?" Wei Lan saw Luo Wei holding a green bamboo in his hand.
"This should be the Mu Flute," Luo Wei turned the green bamboo flute in his hand.
"Where did it come from?" Wei Lan remembered that Luo Wei said that he didn't like rhythm.
"I just picked it up from the tea pavilion," Luo Wei put the flute to his mouth and was about to play it.
Wei Lan stopped: "I don't know if it's dirty or not, you look carefully."
"My flute is also good," Luo Wei listened to Wei Lan's words, wiped the flute on his clothes, put it back on his lips, and said to Wei Lan, "Listen."
"Will it disturb others?" Wei Lan looked at the empty street and worried: "Everyone is asleep."
"This is Yunguan," Luo Wei said, "who would care about me?"
Wei Lan stopped persuading him, and he was looking forward to it. I heard that Luo Wei's piano skills are very good, and he studied under the famous coach Gao Chengfeng. But after Luo Wei left a finger, Zhang Qin didn't even play the piano in the room, and Wei Lan had never heard Luo Wei's piano, nor did he see Luo Wei touching any sheet music. Now Luo Wei is suddenly interested and wants to play the flute for him. Wei Lan is not afraid that Luo Wei will play badly, but he is afraid that he will not understand.
Luo Wei sighed softly and blew the shepherd flute in his hand.
Wei Lan followed Luo Wei and listened quietly.
The melodious sound of the flute came from the shepherd's flute beside Luo Wei's mouth. The tone was very simple, just a small country tune played by the shepherd boy when he was grazing. The sound of the flute is cheerful and bright. Walking on the unshaded street in Yunguan, with the crisp sound of horses' hooves, the flute sound seems to carry a kind of magic, bringing Wei Lan to the green mountains and green waters. At this time, you can also get a momentary pleasure in the sound of the flute.
"Does it sound good?" Luo Wei asked Wei Lan after finishing the song.
"It's nice, but I can't hear what kind of music it is," Wei Lan said embarrassedly.
"I play it casually, it's not music at all," Luo Wei urged the white horse he stepped off, walked to the front of Wei Lan, and said, "I'm not a musician, just listen to Lan and be happy," Luo Wei said and changed again The tune, played the pastoral flute.
Wei Lan heard this tune as soon as he heard it. This is the tune played by the people of Da Zhou when they married their brides. Wei Lan laughed, and just wanted to make fun of Luo Wei, but when she remembered playing this tune, the flute stopped abruptly. Wei Lan looked towards the road and saw Long Xuan standing in front of them alone.