Zimo sat at the table, pouring the tea from the teapot into the two teacups in front of him, and when he raised his eyes, he met the peerless beauty of the comer.

Zimo was not the slightest surprised, he stretched out his hand and signaled: "General Yun is so Yaxing, the cave room spends candle nights, and he doesn't accompany the bride in the new house, why did he come here?"

Yun Ting glanced at Zimo with his eyebrows, then sat down, looked around, and saw Ai Zi lying on the bed and sleeping.

"Ai Zi, how's it going?"

Zimo smiled at Yue Lang Fengqing: "She's fine, it's just that she was overly sad and fainted, I've already given her medicine, and now she should be dreaming of someone in her dreams." ”

Yun Ting lowered his eyes, and when he saw the teacup handed over by Zimo, he stretched out his hand to take it: "The prince and the prince, it seems that he understands pharmacology and martial arts very well?"

Zimo raised his eyebrows and snorted: "Of course, otherwise how can I teach His Royal Highness the Prince, but no matter how much I understand, I can't heal Ai Zi's heartache." ”

Yun Ting's fingers stiffened, and he lost a cold look: This is a matter between me and Ai Zi, and it is better for the prince and the prince not to interfere. ”

Zimo pursed his lips, looked at Yun Ting again, and gasped: "Don't hide it from General Yun, I have learned a little bit of the art of seeing physiognomy before, and General Yun was born with the appearance of a country and a city, but between these eyebrows, there may be a murderous aura, which is very unfavorable to the people around him." ”

Yun Ting looked at Zimo's exaggerated expression and suddenly smiled: "Prince Taifu, what do you want to say?"

"General Yun, you are a cheerful person, I won't spare the bend, since you have a heavy burden, why don't you let Ai Zi go, such entanglement not only hurts her but also yourself. ”

"Taifu, who are you here to be a lobbyist today, is it Nangong Jian or the emperor?"

Yun Ting raised his eyes, his gaze was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and although Zimo was half-squinting, the blade in his eyes was not to be underestimated.

The four eyes are facing each other, the sword is shining and the sword is shadowing.

The atmosphere around him began to become weird, Zimo's fingers slowly tightened, and the crimson between his palms loomed.

If it weren't for the previous pact with Ai Zi, Yun Ting, who is now a mortal, would not be his opponent at all.

He suppressed the anger in his chest, the corners of his mouth slanted, and the evil spirit was impermanent: "General Yun also looks up to the Nangong family too much, my Zimo is not controlled by anyone, if you can, killing them is as simple as crushing an ant." ”

Yun Ting has long seen that this Zimo is not a general, and people can't see through and guess.

"Do you know that saying such things in the royal capital is disrespectful, aren't you afraid that I will tell the emperor?"

Zimo suddenly laughed: "General Yun doesn't look like a person who can make small reports, besides, isn't the emperor your father-killing enemy?"

Yun Ting's heart sank, but on the surface, he realized that Yun was light: "I don't understand what Taifu is talking about." ”

"Mingren doesn't say dark words, General Yun, I can't wait to see how you destroy the Nangong family step by step?"

Yun Ting suddenly felt that Zimo sitting in front of him was so unreal: "Who are you?"

Zimo covered half of his face with his sleeves, and said leisurely: "Yunting, we were mortal enemies in our previous life, have you forgotten?"

Yun Ting was stunned, suddenly, countless pictures flashed in his mind, sometimes the white clothes were fluttering, sometimes there was a familiar flute sound in his ears, and sometimes a goose-yellow figure appeared in front of her, her face was very blurry, and her lips were closed one by one and gently shouted "Chenyi, Chenyi"

Suddenly, there was a dizziness in front of him, only Zimo's somewhat fluttering figure, strange, how could his eyes be red?

Before he could figure it out, Yun Ting's eyelids sank, and he fainted.

Zimo supported his head with one hand, looked at Yun Ting, who was lying on the table, unconscious, and sighed: "It's not fun, Yun Chenyi, your reincarnation is nothing more than that, alas, it seems that in order to make this game more interesting, I have to add some weight." ”

The early morning sun shone through the window and fell on the sleeping cheeks of the clouds.

After a long time, Yun Ting frowned, slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his head was swollen, and he was still dizzy.

"Childe, you're finally awake. Black Hawk, who was on the side, said happily.

Yun Ting rubbed his head, his eyelids slightly sank and asked, "Black Hawk, where are we?"

"Childe, this is the inn on Dongyue Street in the royal capital, don't you remember?"

After Black Hawk's reminder, there seemed to be a little impression in his mind, and suddenly, Yun Ting stood up and looked at the bed on the side, strange, Ai Zi was still lying here last night, why did he disappear this morning?

Yun Ting pointed to the bed and asked, "Black Hawk, when you came, was I alone in this room?"

Black Eagle nodded and recalled: "It was this morning, before dawn, suddenly a note floated into my room, saying that Childe was here, and I came, and when I came in, only Childe was lying here, and there was no one else." ”

Yun Ting's heart sank, it's too bad, I'm afraid I'm falling for Zimo, and now I don't know where he took Ai Zi?

"Childe, we have to hurry back to the house now, we are going to make tea to the old lady on the first day of the wedding, and I am afraid that Nangong Yan has woken up at this hour. ”

"Didn't go wrong last night, did you?"

"No, I gave the man silver, I'm afraid he won't appear in the royal capital. ”

Yun Ting nodded: "That's good, you send more people, and you must find out where Ai Zi went." ”

"Yes. ”

Yun Ting thought of the inexplicable words that Zimo said last night, and his head hurt, this person is unfathomable, and he has to guard against it.

In the early morning, the streets and alleys of Wangdu are all set up to sell breakfast, but in front of a steamed bun shop, a purple figure and a girl in goose yellow clothes who are worried are particularly conspicuous.

Zimo took a bite of the steaming bun and praised: "I didn't expect this bun to be quite delicious, Ai Zi, you can eat one too." ”

Ai Zi sat there listlessly, hanging his head: "I'm not hungry, you can eat." ”

Zimo tilted his head and looked at Ai Zi's godless eyes: "What, are you still thinking about Yunting?"

Ai Zi didn't nod or shake his head, but silently his eyes turned red again.

Zimo chewed the bun and explained: "Since you think of him so much, why don't you go to his house anymore, and simply ask to understand, it's better than shedding tears all the time here." ”

Ai Zi raised his eyes and felt that Zimo's proposal was very good, but when he thought that he would see Yun Ting and Nangong Yan in and out of the pair, he retreated again.

Zimo stuffed the last bite of the bun into his mouth, took Ai Zi's hand, got up and walked straight forward.

"Zimo, where are you taking me?"

"Where else could it be, General's Mansion. ”