The teahouse Murong Zhi chose here is quite suitable. You can see the street view outside from the window. It is the cold winter time, and the indistinct cries from the street outside reach Su Yunchu's ears. Therefore, she has a feeling of depression.
The cold wind blowing in from the window slightly messed up the broken hair on Su Yunchu's forehead.
Su Yunchu no longer looked at the street scene outside, but turned his head to look at Murong Zhi who had already sat down on the chair on the other side. It was only when he turned his head that he realized that Murong Zhi seemed to be looking at her all the time.
There was no strange look on Su Yunchu's face, "What's the matter, my lord?"
Murong Zhi put down the teacup he was holding in his hand, but there was a trace of nostalgia on his face, "When we met in Hucheng, I thought we would say goodbye forever. Later, after returning to Beijing, I remembered that I also sent someone to I went to Hucheng to look for you, but I never saw you again, I never thought that after going around, we would meet again in this way."
Listening to Murong Zhi and her reminiscing about the past, Su Yunchu actually didn't have much emotion in his heart. What happened back then was just an accident. It was that accident that brought her into contact with Xi Yuan, and also made her have a relationship with Xi Yuan. At that time, I didn't know that it was Murong Zhi's people who met again now.
In fact, in the Song family, it was her grandfather Song Yan who could have the most open-hearted conversations with Su Yunchu. Whether it was Song Haoliu, who was well-educated, or Song Yu, they were all pure literati. Find the feeling of belonging to one party in another world.
She knew, Song Yan knew in his heart, how could the real Su Yunchu have her vision and knowledge, and even have such a thorough understanding of military affairs, and her knowledge is so different from the current one. At the beginning, she was not Song Yan didn't see doubts and doubts about Su Yunchu from Song Yan's eyes, but when Su Yunchu felt indifferent, the suspicion in Song Yan's eyes quickly turned into love and pity for his granddaughter, and this love even surpassed Song Lingxue.
There is a tacit understanding between her and Song Yan, just like she knows that Song Yan knows that she is not the real granddaughter of the Song family, and Song Yan knows that the little girl in front of her is not her own granddaughter, but she is She loves Su Yunchu especially, that kind of family affection just came into being and continued so naturally.
Therefore, two years ago, Song Yan's death, to Su Yunchu, seemed to have undergone a sudden change in another world. Even though the Song family still loved her as much as before, it was just like the previous life and grandfather. affection.
Therefore, at that time, people from the Song family persuaded Su Yunchu to go out for a walk. At that time, he met Murong Zhi who was injured at that time in Hucheng, a city on the border between Xiyuan and Daxin. At that time, Murong Zhi called himself Yang Mu. Knowing that he was dragging his name, he didn't care about it. He just accidentally saved Murong Zhi who was seriously injured and was hunted down.
It was under such circumstances that I met Murong Zhi who was still called Yang Mu at the time.
The corner of his mouth was pulled slightly, Su Yunchu didn't look at Murong Zhi, "Did the lord come to recall the past with me today?" She didn't want to procrastinate.
Murong could hear the indifference and indifference in his tone, but he didn't seem to care, and said gently, "Yunchu, I still remember those few days when we were together."
"The past is gone, why should the prince cling to the past?"
"Is it an attachment? To this day, you are as smart as you, Yun Chu, you understand."
Su Yunchu let out a slight breath, but put the teacup in his hand to his lips and took a sip, "I can't bear the prince's love."
The heat rising from the teacup in Su Yunchu's hand enveloped her calm and unruffled complexion. When Murong Zhi looked at it, the gentle smile on his face froze immediately. She refused it directly without any hesitation. He didn't even give him a moment's reaction or even the slightest strange look.
Could it be that the frequent memories of these two years are just a joke of his own
At this time, Su Yunchu put the teacup in his hand back on the table. At this point, if Murong Zhi still doesn't understand, she has nothing to say. She is not bored with Murong Zhi. At the beginning, she admired the god-like man she yearned for, but in the end, Murong Zhi violated her bottom line. When the matter is made public, that appreciation has been turned into nothingness. Even if she knows that paper can't cover fire, her identity, if she is determined to investigate, is not impossible to find out. It's just that emotions are irrational. Her heart was biased, when she fell in love with Murong Yuan, everyone who reappeared became passers-by.
What's more, she and Murong Zhi didn't have a deep friendship, and they couldn't have a brotherly and fatherly friendship like Chen Ziming's. What she understood even more was that, as Emperor Yongye's favorite son, there would not be much brotherhood between him and Murong Yuan, who was in control of the military. This seemingly gentle man was not as radiant as the moonlight on the surface.
Putting down the teacup, Su Yunchu stood up and looked at Murong Zhi, "Your Highness, this is the end of my words. Your Highness should understand what I mean. There are thousands of women in Beijing. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about me. By chance two years ago, I Just a doctor."
With that said, Su Yunchu was about to get up and leave here.
However, Murong Zhi watched Su Yunchu turn around, the gentleness in his eyes was no longer there, "If you can't bear what I give you, can you bear what he gives you?"
Su Yunchu's footsteps stopped, Murong Zhi knew about the matter between her and Murong Yuan, she was not surprised at all.
Turning her head slightly, her answer was firm without any hesitation, "Yes!"
Murong Zhi sneered, but he didn't know if there was more self-deprecation or sarcasm in this sneer, "Why?"
Su Yunchu pursed his lips slightly, "There is no reason."
Murong Zhi suddenly laughed, "Even you don't know why, Yun Chu, you haven't made up your mind at all. When you and I met, you didn't know him