As the dew deepened, the garden was blown by a cold wind, and a begonia tree was blown to its heels. Seeing that Rong Luoyun's clothes were thin, he turned sideways and led him into the small Nuan Pavilion in the east.
All the servants were sent away, so I had to find Huo Nu and light a few small lamps by myself. Rong Luoyun stood by the door, and as soon as the light came on, his shadow was stretched and cast on the door panel.
Prince Rui said: "Xiao Heng, sit down."
Rong Luoyun didn't move, and reacted slowly, taking a long time to take a step. Don't blame him, I haven't heard the name "Tang Heng" for seventeen years, it's so unfamiliar that I forgot it was his real name.
In the past, his father, mother, and sister all called him that. A few steps away, he walked to the table and sat down. The table was covered with an embossed brocade with a tape hanging from the edge, and he quietly played with it in both hands.
Prince Rui just looked at him with the light on, and never moved his eyes away.
Rong Luoyun felt quite uncomfortable, lowered his eyes, and then reached out to reach for the teacup on the table. Returning to his senses, Prince Rui picked up a golden pot with a round belly, and personally poured a cup of tea for Rong Luoyun.
Rong Luoyun took a sip: "Please trouble the third prince."
This was his first sentence tonight, light and fluffy, without much sincerity, but rather perfunctory. Prince Rui was startled, lowered his head to pour himself a cup, and said: "In the past, I always called him by his first name, calling me Meng Tingyuan."
He glanced at Rong Luoyun, but the other party didn't say a word, obviously resisting with silence.
"Do you still remember that you accompanied me to study for more than half a year." Meng Tingyuan said softly, "One time, the Taifu asked me a question, and you waited outside the hall for a stick of incense."
Rong Luoyun said: "I was five years old, I don't remember exactly."
Meng Tingyuan pursed his lips and smiled lightly, raised his hand and put it on the table, spread it out, and there were three pearls lying in his palm. "But you remember this." He said, "This is our trick. One is in the side hall, two are in the west wall, and three are in the garden."
Rong Luoyun remained silent, and Meng Tingyuan continued: "I walked on the street today, and three pearls came one after another. I almost couldn't help pushing out the window to look. Over the years, I often think about how tall you have grown. What kind of face... "
Meng Tingyuan spoke in a deep voice, his words were sincere, but Rong Luoyun was indifferent. He moved his hands, reached over, and tried to grab Rong Luoyun's wrist.
"Xiaoheng, I'm really happy to see you again after so many years."
The pearls rolled on the table, Rong Luoyun picked up one, to avoid Meng Tingyuan's touch, and squeezed it, the pearls turned into pearl powder.
He said: "I haven't seen you for many years, I'm not here to reminisce about the old days."
Meng Tingyuan was disappointed, but he was not annoyed. He took out a note from his sleeve, on which was written the word "See you". When I received it, I was both surprised and happy, wishing I could keep it in my pocket every day, and looking forward to seeing Rong Luoyun every day.
He asked: "Come here this time, you..."
Rong Luoyun cut to the chase and said, "You mentioned Huo Linfeng's return to Saigon in your letter. Before the decree was issued, did Chen Ruoyin advise the emperor?"
Meng Tingyuan replied: "Yes, the situation in Saibei is not good. The Marquis of Dingbei sent several memorials, imploring Father to allow Huo Linfeng to return to Saibei. Father did not make a decisive decision. Privately, the prime minister also suggested the same."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Really?"
Meng Tingyuan nodded: "I have something to report, and I happened to hear it with my own ears in the inner hall."
It was Chen Ruoyin who suggested Huo Linfeng to go to Xiganling at the beginning, and now he is admonishing Huo Linfeng to return to the fortress, so he must have no good intentions. Rong Luoyun was silent for a moment, Meng Tingyuan pinched the note, and asked a little cautiously: "You came because of Chen Ruoyin's abnormal condition?"
He hid half a sentence, behind Chen Ruoyin's strange appearance, was General Huo
Biansheng Rong Luoyun was magnanimous, nodding his head in admission, with an upright look on his face.
"I guess, Chen Ruoyin already knew that the Uncommon Palace had a connection with you, but there was no proof." Rong Luoyun said, "He also sent spies to Xiganling, and he probably knew that Huo Linfeng and I were friends."
With such a sequence, Prince Rui, Bufan Gong, Huo Linfeng, and Chen Ruoyin knew that the three were allies. Rong Luoyun said: "He regarded Huo Linfeng and me as your right-hand men. Since the Uncommon Palace couldn't be removed immediately, he sent Huo Linfeng back to Saibei."
In short, dismantling comes first.
But once Huo Linfeng returned to Saibei, it was tantamount to returning a tiger to the mountain.
Meng Tingyuan rubbed the jade ring between his fingers: "If the prime minister dares to take this step, he must have other plans."
Rong Luoyun said: "I think so too, so I came here to investigate."
He didn't go north for seventeen years, and now he trekked thousands of miles to set foot in Chang'an City because of a word of doubt, how much he cared... Meng Tingyuan looked at Rong Luoyun, and didn't say anything for a long time.
But after all, he couldn't hold back, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's very risky for you to come in person, remind me, it's the same if I send someone to investigate."
Rong Luoyun said: "No need, I'll do it myself."
Meng Tingyuan became more and more uncontrollable: "Xiaoheng, are you nervous Huo Linfeng?"
Rong Luoyun looked at the other party, full of provocation and arrogance. "Didn't you tell me to win him over? Shouldn't you be nervous?" He stood up, moved to the pear tree stand, and looked at the amphora on display, "I tried my best to win him over, and found that I became very close to him. A friendship between life and death is the same. To tell the truth..."
Meng Tingyuan stared at the back: "What?"
Rong Luoyun said: "Once he leaves, I will miss him very much."
"Little Heng..."
"I lost my soul."
"Xiao Heng, stop talking nonsense."
"It's all true and sincere."
Meng Tingyuan suddenly stood up, walked over, and raised his hand to grab Rong Luoyun's shoulder. With a worried expression on his face, hiding his imperceptible shame, he said, "Xiao Heng, don't get too close to Huo Linfeng, or you will hurt yourself."
why? Because Huo Zhao killed Tang Zhen and his wife
Rong Luoyun stared at Meng Tingyuan's eyes. In order to win over the Huo family, she kept it from him for more than ten years, and now she reminded him like this again. what? When the great cause is completed and Huo Zhao is old, will you tell him the truth of the year
He pretended to be in the dark, and looked up innocently. Meng Tingyuan was powerless to resist, let go of his hand, and took off the jade ring on his ring finger little by little.
As he said, he was very happy after not seeing each other for many years, so he presented the ring and said something else.
"On your eighteenth birthday, I ordered someone to make this ring, thinking that I could give it to you one day."
Rong Luoyun lowered his eyes and looked at it. The top-quality jade was carved with patterns in the ring, and it looked like a piece of grass. But he didn't pick it up, and said flatly: "Girls only wear these, I don't like it."
Meng Tingyuan asked: "Then I will find you whatever you like."
Rong Luoyun replied: "I don't like weeds, I like cloud patterns, and I like bamboo lanterns painted with cloud patterns. There are also swallow kites, fan embroidered with ginkgo trees, and red carp in Lingbi soup."
It was so meticulous that it was a fool who couldn't tell the clue, Meng Tingyuan's face was ashamed, and his childhood sweetheart knew that the two hearts had been separated by secret hatred.
He didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of him. Rong Luoyun must also blame him for the Taifu's matter.
It was so late at night, a maid in charge came with a lantern and stopped outside the door of Xiaonuange. There was a knock on the door, and the servant girl asked respectfully, "My lord, are you in?"
Meng Tingyuan returned to his usual expression, and his tone was solemn: "What's the matter?"
The maid said: "Knowing that the prince is busy, the princess made ginseng soup with her own hands, but she couldn't find you."
Meng Tingyuan replied: "There's no need to waste time, let the concubine rest." His gaze changed, and he couldn't help but cast it on Rong Luoyun, and when the maid walked away, he said, "... I'm married."
Rong Luoyun nodded: "Congratulations."
Meng Tingyuan said a little bluntly: "I can't resist the marriage that my father pointed out, and I don't have a deep relationship with her."
Rong Luoyun listened calmly, and really didn't care too much. Marrying Luo Fu or Wuyan is the other party's private matter. But he understood how happy it is to be with the one he loves, so he comforted him: "You are the prince, and you will always like it if you marry a second or third side concubine in the future."
One sentence made Meng Tingyuan choke, the jade ring could not be given away, his mind was unclear, and he wanted to suffocate to death in this small warm pavilion. The candle wick exploded lightly, he took out an envelope from his pocket and threw the jade ring inside.
"This is the defense map of Chang'an City and the map of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I know you are here tonight for it." Meng Tingyuan handed it over, "Should I take it now?"
Rong Luoyun caught it: "Then I'm leaving."
Really nostalgia, Meng Tingyuan stretched out his hand to pull him back, but only touched a piece of soft sleeve, suddenly Rong Luoyun had already walked to the door. The small door was opened lightly, and the cold wind poured in in an instant.
"Little Heng!" Meng Tingyuan called out.
Rong Luoyun looked back: "Tang Heng is dead, don't call him again in the future."
But Meng Tingyuan didn't listen: "Xiao Heng, stay here." He swayed and took a step closer, "Don't go back, just stay in Chang'an. There are many followers in my house, and I will arrange for you to stay here."
Rong Luoyun couldn't help frowning, and Meng Tingyuan said eagerly: "Why do you need to pass the letter by Feige, you stay by my side, and we will avenge the Tai Tuo together!"
Rong Luoyun put down a sentence: "Forgive me."
Suddenly, the figure beside the door disappeared, leaving only two wooden doors shaking.
The time has come, the street vendors in the city have come out one after another, and the kitchen of Jixian Inn begins to prepare breakfast. In the upper room, Lu Zhun was still sleeping on his back, with one foot still pressing on the wolf cub's tail.
The Xuan window was wide open, allowing Luo Luoyun to rush in, so light that there was no movement at all.
Standing by the window after landing, under the moonlight, Rong Luoyun took out the map in the envelope to look at it. It is necessary to be extremely careful when investigating the prime minister's mansion. If he accidentally disturbs the Nine Pythons, wouldn't he die young
After all, the person who saved his life was far away in Saibei, so he couldn't come.
Chang'an has already felt autumn, and it must be even colder in Saibei. Does that person remember to add clothes
Take his portrait away, can you care to look at it? How many times have you looked again
Rong Luoyun looked at the map, thinking about the man, so he simply ignored the map and dug out a scroll of paintings from his luggage. Gently unfolding it, Huo Linfeng's sword-holding figure appeared in front of his eyes, looking lifelike.
At this time, a voice came from the street in the early morning: "—Qiu Li Gao! Moisturizing the lungs and relieving cough, Qiu Li Gao!"
Eating pears in autumn is the best. Rong Luoyun recalled that the steamed pears that Huo Linfeng gave him were the food in his hometown. Now that he's back, will he eat them every day
Lu Zhun was woken up and got up: "Second brother, what time is it?"
Rong Luoyun came back to his senses: "Mao shi." He was so suffocated that he wanted to find someone to talk to, so he sat by the bed. "Third brother, look at this painting." He still knew he was embarrassed, "What a beautiful painting."
Lu Zhun was sleepy: "Well... good drawing skills."
Rong Luoyun said again: "The main reason is that he is handsome, look at his eyebrows."
Lu Zhun worried again: "Second brother, are you a nympho!" Stretching out his hand to push and play, Rong Luoyun was protecting the painting, and the envelope fell on the bed. Lu Zhun picked it up, but without faith, a jade ring fell out.
"What's this?"
Rong Luoyun even forgot about this, and said: "Sir, this trip will cost you money, so I'll give you this ring."
"Really!" Lu Zhun, a financial fan, hurriedly put it on his finger, and then recalled, "Second brother, you have never liked gold and jade ornaments. Is this ring a gift from someone else?"
Seeing that Rong Luoyun acquiesced, Lu Zhun asked again: "Then why don't you?"
Rong Luoyun said: "If you don't like it, why do you want it?"
Lu Zhun said cleverly: "If Huo Linfeng sent it, would you like it?"
Wouldn't it be a slap in the face if the words spoken and the water splashed out were inconsistent? Rong Luoyun was stunned, he wanted both the fan used by the little lady and the kite the child flew.
If it's a jade ring... even if it's bound on your finger.
"If he's willing to give it away," Rong Luoyun whispered, "...then of course I want it."
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