It was even more exposed, the cold wind was blowing in the garden, and a tree of begonias was blown straight to the pendulum. Prince Rui saw that Rong Luoyun was wearing thin clothes, turned to his side, and led him into the small warm pavilion in the east.

After all the servants were sent away, they had to find the fire slaves themselves, and then light a few small lamps. Rong Luoyun was standing beside the door. As soon as the light came on, his shadow was stretched and cast on the door.

Prince Rui said, "Xiaoheng, sit down."

Rong Luoyun didn't move, his reaction was slow, and it took a long time to take a step. Don't blame him, the name "Tang Heng" has not been heard in seventeen years, and it is very unfamiliar, forgetting that it was his real name.

In the past, father, mother, sister, all called him like that. A few steps away, he walked to the table and took a seat. The table was covered with an embossed Ling Jin with a sash hanging from the edge. He quietly played with both hands.

Prince Rui stared at him with the lights on, never taking his eyes away.

Rong Luoyun felt uncomfortable, lowered his eyes, and reached for the tea cup on the table. Prince Rui returned to his senses, picked up a golden pot with a round belly, and poured a cup of tea for Rong Luoyun himself.

Rong Luoyun took a sip: "Trouble the third prince."

This was his first sentence tonight. It was frivolous, with little sincerity, but a bit of perfunctory. Prince Rui was startled, lowered his head and poured himself a glass, and said, "I used to call me Meng Tingyuan by his first name."

He glanced at Rong Luoyun, but the other party didn't say a word, apparently resisting with silence.

"Do you remember, you studied with me for more than half a year." Meng Tingyuan said warmly, "One time, the grand master asked me a question, and you waited for a stick of incense outside the hall."

Rong Luoyun said, "I was five years old, I can't remember exactly."

Meng Tingyuan pursed his lips and smiled, raised his hand on the table, spread it out, and lay three pearls 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, Meng Tingyuan continued: "I hit the street today, and three pearls came one after another. I almost couldn't help pushing the window to look. Over the years, I've often thought, how tall you are, how tall you are, and how much you have to give birth to. What kind of face do you have..."

Meng Tingyuan spoke in a deep voice, with sincere words, but Rong Luoyun was indifferent. He moved his hands, reached over, and tried to grab Rong Luoyun's wrist.

"Xiaoheng, goodbye after many years, I'm really happy."

The pearl rolled on the table, and Rong Luoyun picked one up to avoid Meng Tingyuan's touch, and with a clenched palm, the pearl turned into pearl powder.

He said: "I haven't seen each other in years, and I'm not here to reminisce."

Meng Tingyuan was disappointed, but not annoyed, he took out a note from his sleeve with the word "seek" written on it. When I received it, I was surprised and happy, I couldn't wait to carry it every day, and I looked forward to seeing Rong Luoyun every day.

He asked: "This trip, you..."

Rong Luoyun said straight to the point: "You mentioned Huo Linfeng's return to the fortress 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 even made several memorials, imploring the father and emperor to allow Huo Linfeng to return to the fortress. The father and emperor did not make a decision immediately. In private, the prime minister also suggested the same."

Rong Luoyun asked, "Really?"

Meng Tingyuan nodded: "I have something to tell you, and I happened to hear it in the inner hall."

At first, it was Chen Ruoyin who suggested Huo Linfeng to go to Xiganling, but now he is admonishing Huo Linfeng to return to the fortress, he must have no good intentions. Rong Luoyun was silent for a moment, Meng Tingyuan held the note and asked cautiously, "Are you here because of Chen Ruoyin's abnormality?"

He hid a half sentence, behind Chen Ruoyin's abnormality, was that General Huo?

On the other hand, Luoyun's expression was magnanimous, nodding and admitting, with an upright and bright face.

"I guess, Chen Ruoyin already knows that Bufan Palace has a connection with you, but there is no evidence." Rong Luoyun said, "He also sent spies to Xiganling, and I guess he knows that I am on good terms with Huo Linfeng."

With such a series, Prince Rui, Bufan Gong, Huo Linfeng, and Chen Ruoyin knew that the three were an alliance. Rong Luoyun said: "He regarded me and Huo Linfeng as your right-hand man. Since Bufan Palace could not be removed immediately, he sent Huo Linfeng back to Saibei."

In short, the demolition comes first.

But once Huo Linfeng returned to Saibei, it was no different than returning a tiger to the mountain.

Meng Tingyuan rubbed the jade ring between his fingers: "The prime minister must have other plans if he dares to take this step."

Rong Luoyun said: "I think so too, so I came to investigate."

He has not traveled north for seventeen years, and now he has traveled thousands of miles to set foot in Chang'an City because of a word of doubt... Meng Tingyuan looked at Rong Luoyun and didn't say a word for a long time.

But after all, he couldn't hold back, he said in a relaxed tone: "It's very risky for you to come in person, remind me that it's the same when I send someone to find out."

Rong Luoyun said: "No, I can do it myself."

Meng Tingyuan became more and more uncontrollable: "Xiaoheng, are you nervous Huo Linfeng?"

Rong Luoyun stared at each other, full of provocation and arrogance. "Didn't you tell me to win him over? Shouldn't you be nervous?" He stood up, walked to the front of the pear wood shelf, and looked at the amphora, "I tried my best to win him over, and found that I was very close to him, and we went through all kinds of things together. There is no difference between life and death. To be honest..."

Meng Tingyuan stared at the back: "What?"

Rong Luoyun said, "As soon as he left, I remembered it very much."

"Little Heng..."

"I lost my soul."

"Xiaoheng, don't talk nonsense."

"It's all true and sincere."

Meng Tingyuan stood up suddenly, walked over, raised his hand and grabbed Rong Luoyun's shoulder. With a worried look on his face, he concealed an imperceptible shame, and said, "Xiaoheng, don't get too close to Huo Linfeng, 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, he had been hiding from him for more than ten years, and now he reminded him like this. what? When the great cause is completed, Huo Zhao is old, should he tell him the truth of the year?

He pretended to be still in the dark, looking up with an innocent face. Meng Tingyuan was unable to parry, let go, and took off the jade ring on his ring finger little by little.

As he said, he was very happy that he had not seen each other for many years, so he offered the ring to say something else.

"When you were eighteen years old, 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 jade is the best jade, with patterns carved in the ring, and if you look closely, it is a piece of grass. He didn't answer, and said lightly, "Girls only wear these, I don't like them."

Meng Tingyuan asked, "Then I'll find you whatever you like."

Rong Luoyun replied, "I don't like grass, I like moiré, and I like bamboo lanterns painted with moiré. There are also swallow kites, fans embroidered with ginkgo trees, and red carp in Lingbi soup."

Being so meticulous, he couldn't tell that he was an idiot. Meng Tingyuan's face was pale and defeated, and his childhood sweethearts 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 have blamed him for his grandfather's affairs.

It was so deep in the night that a servant girl who was in charge came with a lantern and stopped outside the door of Xiaonuang Pavilion. There was a knock on the door, and the maid asked respectfully, "Your Highness, are you inside?"

Meng Tingyuan's expression returned to normal, and his tone was solemn: "What's the matter?"

The maid said, "I know that the prince is busy, and the princess boiled the ginseng soup with her own hands, but she couldn't find you."

Meng Tingyuan replied, "Don't bother, just tell the princess to rest." His eyes changed, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Rong Luoyun. When the maid walked away, he said, "...I'm married."

Rong Luoyun nodded: "Congratulations."

Meng Tingyuan said bluntly: "I can't resist the marriage that my father refers to, and I don't have much relationship with her."

Rong Luoyun listened calmly, and really didn't care much. Marrying Luo Fu or Wuyan was the other party's private matter. But he understood how happy it is to be with the person he loves, so he comforted: "You are the prince, and you will always like to marry two or three concubines in the future."

One sentence made Meng Tingyuan choked, the jade ring could not be delivered, his mind was unclear, and he wanted to live in this small warm pavilion and suffocate to death. The heart of the candle burst lightly, he took out a paper envelope from his arms and threw the jade ring in it.

"This is the defense map of Chang'an City, as well as the map of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I know you are here tonight for it." Meng Tingyuan handed it over, "Is it time to take it?"

Rong Luoyun caught it: "Then I'm leaving."

Seriously, there was no nostalgia for him, Meng Tingyuan stretched out his hand to pull him, but only touched the edge of a soft sleeve, and suddenly Rong Luoyun had already walked to the door. The small door opened lightly, and the cold wind rushed in in an instant.

"Xiaoheng!" Meng Tingyuan called out.

Rong Luoyun looked back: "Tang Heng is dead, don't call him again in the future."

Meng Tingyuan didn't listen: "Xiaoheng, just stay." He swayed and took a step closer, "Don't go back, just stay in Chang'an. There are many guests in my mansion, 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 on the book by flying pigeons, you stay by my side, and we will avenge the grand master together!"

Rong Luoyun put down the next sentence: "Forgiveness is difficult to obey."

Suddenly, the figure by 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 with one foot on the wolf cub's tail.

The Xuan window was wide open, and Rong Luoyun swept in, so light that there was no movement.

After falling to the ground and leaning against the window, Rong Luoyun took out the map in the envelope under the moonlight. Exploring the Prime Minister's Mansion requires great care, and if he accidentally disturbs Jiuhun Jiulong, won't he die young?

After all, the person who saved his life was far away in Saibei and could not come.

Chang'an has already felt autumn, and Saibei must be colder. Does that person remember to add clothes?

Take away his portrait, can you take a look at it? How many times have you seen?

Rong Luoyun looked at the map, thinking about the man, so he didn't even look at the map, he went to his luggage and pulled out a scroll. Gently unfolded, Huo Linfeng's sword-lifting figure appeared in front of him, looking lifelike.

At this time, a voice came from the street in the early morning: "—Qiu Li ointment! Moisten the lungs and relieve cough, Qiu pear ointment!"

Autumn is the best time to eat pears. Rong Luoyun recalled the steamed pears that Huo Linfeng gave him. It was the food of the other party's hometown. Now that he went back, would he eat it every day?

Lu Zhun was woken up and got up: "Second brother, what time is it?"

Rong Luoyun returned to his senses: "Mao Shi." He was in a panic and wanted to find someone to talk to, so he sat down beside the bed. "Third, look at this painting." He also knew he was embarrassed, "How good the painting is."

Lu Zhun was sleepy: "Well... good painting skills."

Rong Luoyun said again: "The main reason is that he was born handsome, look at his eyebrows."

Lu Zhun was worried again: "Second brother, are you crazy!" He stretched out his hand to push and play, Rong Luoyun protected the painting, and the envelope fell on the bed. Lu Zhun picked it up, and in disbelief, a jade ring fell out.

"what is this?"

Rong Luoyun even forgot about this and said, "Thirdest, this trip will cost you money, so I will give you this ring."

"Really!" Lu Zhuncai, a fan of money, hurriedly put it on his finger, and then came back to it, "Second brother, you have always disliked gold and jade ornaments. Is this ring given by 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 smartly: "If Huo Linfeng sent it, do you want it?"

If the words that are spoken, the water that is poured out, is not a slap in the face?Rong Luoyun was stunned, he wanted the fan that the little lady used, and the kite that the child flew.

If it is a jade ring... even if it is bound on the finger.

"If he wants to send it," Rong Luoyun whispered, "...then I naturally want it."

The author has something to say: Xiao Rong said: There are many people who like me, how old are you?

1L Huo Linfeng: ??Is it Duan Huaike?

2L Duan Huaike: ???