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Ling Caiwei looked at him coldly, and her eyes were even cooler than the autumn breeze.

"You don't explain?" Nam Youngyeol asked her.

Ling Caiwei sneered: "What is the explanation? You guessed right!

The carriage stopped at the Liu Mansion Courtyard, and Ling Caiwei got off.

Nan Ronglie grabbed her: "Is the iron ring really so important, so important that you don't hesitate to give up everything?"

In the dark, Ling Caiwei let him hold her arm and took a deep breath, why did she have to get to the bottom of it? Why did she have to take off her disguise?

"Isn't your throne important? It is also worthless in my eyes, but aren't you also in your heart and unscrupulous?"

The moonlight shines coldly.

The red lanterns at the gate of Liu's Mansion swayed left and right in the night wind, shaking the two figures on the ground flickering and dimming.

Nan Ronglie discovered for the first time that Ling Caiwei was cooler than autumn water. Every sentence is a heart-wrenching word.

"In addition to the throne and you, I want to get you by any means! However, I suddenly realized that you are more than the emperor's throne!"

This time, he didn't wait for her to shake it off, and took the initiative to let go.

"Go home. He jumped into the carriage and didn't look back.

The coachman got the order and hurried away.

Ling Caiwei turned her back to the carriage, and she didn't turn around until the sound of the wheels disappeared, her makeup was wet with tears, and the mask gradually blurred, revealing her true face.

Let's go, let's go. Why do you have to force me to break your heart before you want to leave!

"Master, didn't Miss come back with you?" Siliang took Nan Ronglie's cloak and looked behind him.

Nan Ronglie didn't speak, and strode into the courtyard.

Four or two were alert, and it was estimated that the two would quarrel, so they didn't say much.

Entering the study, Nan Ronglie casually flipped through the express newspaper handed over from Nanguo. All the news is good, it seems that the fat man Qi has temporarily dragged Yan Wuxing, and Nanhou has no chance to take advantage of it for a while. His heart eased slightly.

"What about Uncle Junior, what's going on with him to investigate?" Nan Ronglie summoned the four taels who were cleaning up for him.

Nam Ronglie has a habit of staying in the study all night when he is in a bad mood to deal with official business, or read books to pass the time and divert his attention.

Four or two looked at his face and knew that the master would not go back to the bedroom, so he cleaned up the couch where he rested early.

Hearing Nan Ronglie's question, Si Liang thought for a while before saying, "Master, Uncle Xiao has a lot to do with Qin Wuya, is it a little inappropriate to let him go and investigate?"

"There's nothing wrong with that! His heart is towards Wei'er, and he will definitely pay attention to this matter. ”

Four taels bowed their heads and replied yes. Suddenly remembered something: "Master, a guest has been waiting for you today! Persuade him to go, but he won't go. ”

Nam Ronglie was curious: "Who is it?"

"He said his name was Feng Changwen!"

"Feng Changwen, is Feng Changwen, who is known as 'Wenchang Xingjun'?"

"The elders took a look and were sure it was him!"

Nan Ronglie put down the brush in his hand that was annotating the letter, stood up, and paced in the room: "Feng Changwen, good at gossip of the five elements, deducing good fortune and evil fortune according to celestial phenomena, once served as a prime minister in Weiguo, but he was young in his early twenties at the time, and he was too sharp. Because he was ambushed by jealousy, his beloved died to save him, and since then Feng Changwen was heartbroken, saw through fame and fortune, disappeared from the government and the opposition, and retired to the mountains and forests. ”

Siliang continued: "I heard that Emperor Wei sent people to search for this for a year, but no trace of him was found. Qin Guo has always wanted to find a capable person like him to assist, but there has been no news of him. ”

Nan Ronglie stopped and pondered: Why did he appear here, and why did the "Wenchang Xingjun" who disappeared for five years come?

"Let's go, meet him!"

Before Nan Ronglie and Si Liang entered the side hall, they heard a man singing with drunkenness from inside, and Si Liang wanted to go in to interrupt him, but Nan Ronglie waved his hand to stop him.

He stood at the door and quietly listened to Feng Changwen finish singing: "Dao Gui is nameless. Deschamps has little desire. Vulgar and herdsman. I'm stubborn. People take their glory. Remain humiliated. Poor alleys. Ring plugging shallow locality. Shoulder wall ver. The thatched room is not Liu. Steps. The rain soaked the tree. Look up to the head of fear. Bow down to your feet. The ugliness of wives and children. Like a servant. The cloth is not clothed. Wei Belt Three Continued. Will ride the white horse. Return to the hollow valley. Hermit is good. Joy and power. ”

"Good songs, good words. I can't imagine that Mr. is not only good at predicting people's good fortune and evil, but it is rare to have this Yaxing!"

Nan Ronglie stepped into the threshold, and the sight couldn't help but surprise him a little.

I saw a man in a silver-gray robe reclining on the carpet in the room, leaning against the Taishi chair behind him. One elbow propped up, the other holding a leather wine jug. He tilted his head to catch the wine that flowed from the flask, and although he was drunk, not a drop of wine was spilled.

His shiny black hair fell down to his chest, covering half of his face. Hearing Nam Rongyeol's voice, he looked lazily towards the door, revealing half of his face. Nan Ronglie and Siliang both felt that their eyes lit up.

This Feng Changwen is not only a famous talent in the Chinese mainland, but he also has an outstanding appearance. Si Liang looked at the prince all day long, and always felt that his prince looked like a dragon and phoenix among people, but he didn't expect Feng Changwen's half face to amaze him.

"Come, sit!" Feng Changwen patted the carpet under him, and invited Nan Ronglie to sit beside him without seeing it.

Siliang felt that it was inappropriate and wanted to remind him, Nan Ronglie waved his hand and said, "Go and get another pot of wine!

Nan Ronglie's temperament has the heroism and uninhibition of a son of the rivers and lakes.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many worldly things, he would rather give up the position of the crown prince and choose to be the master of the Iron Blood Pavilion.

Seeing Feng Changwen so free and easy tonight, his behavior was bohemian, which was exactly what he yearned for, and he suddenly felt that he hated to see each other late and sat next to him.

Feng Changwen handed the wine jug to him: "Drink!"

Nan Ronglie glanced at him, and immediately understood that Feng Changwen was not drunk at all.

He took the flask and tilted his head back to pour it into his mouth. Gu Dong Gu Dong took a few sips and praised: "Good wine, good wine!"

Feng Changwen's always cold and unruly face suddenly showed a smile, his eyes looked at Nan Ronglie through the hair that covered half of his face, and sat up straight on his knees: "The prince has something on his mind! It has nothing to do with state affairs, I guess it's hurt by love!"

Nan Ronglie smiled lightly and replied to him quietly: "Mr. Jiuwen is good at observing the sky, how can he meet each other?"

"Hey, don't call me sir. In terms of age, he is the same age as the prince, but he is more sideways than others, and he eats with a mouthful!"

"Then Brother Feng is here today to meet or to have a meal?"

"Bold! Direct! I like to deal with people who understand. You don't have to go around, you can spend a lot of time drinking and singing!"

Nan Ronglie looked up to the sky and laughed, although he had doubts about the purpose of the person in front of him for coming here, he felt that he liked his character very much, and he felt that he fell in love.

"There is only one purpose in coming down, to help the prince succeed!"

Nan Ronglie restrained his smile, looked at the somewhat cynical man in front of him, and wondered why he came to Qin State to find him?

"Brother Feng went out to help the king this time, shouldn't he come for fame and fortune?"

(To be continued.) )