The dumb slave still lowered his head, and after a long time, he sighed slightly: "Madam...... I was very happy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"I'm very happy, too. Huan Zicheng said, put down the ink ingot, grabbed the pen shaft, licked some ink on the tip of the pen, and then dropped the money on the painting.

The dumb slave never looked up, but he knew whose name Huan Zicheng had dropped.

His expression grew worried.

This name used to be the name of the most gentle, beautiful, and noble woman in the entire Da Chen, and later, this name became the most damned, the most deserving of killing, and the most deserving of disappearing in the whole Da Chen.

At this moment, when the name reappeared in front of his eyes, he seemed to see a figure with a fluttering Hunan skirt and outstanding demeanor.

The figure stood in the fiery maple forest, her green dress dyed with vermilion, as if the bright maple leaves had turned into blood stains and splashed all over her body.

The dumb slave's expression gradually became stunned.

He looked up at Huan Zicheng, who was painting and signing the money, and suddenly felt that the eldest Lang Jun he had seen since he was a child had become a person he didn't know.

And this kind of change is his most ardent expectation before.

The loftiness, coldness and cleanliness of this Huan clan lord have been lost a few months ago.

Even though he was still as cold and dusty as ever, the mute knew that his master had changed, and he had become ruthless and cruel.

This is exactly what he thinks the Lord of the Huan clan should look like.

However, seeing that the once green and clean young man has turned into what he is now, he feels full of depression and ...... Bitter.

He slowly rolled his eyes and looked at the window sash.

The snow flies quickly, changing in various postures in the wind, and sprinkling itself outside the window sash.

At that moment, he knew very clearly that many things could not be turned back.

His master had already embarked on the road of no return, and all he could do as a servant was to protect him, to help him, to accompany him, to help him step by step, to the pinnacle of glory......

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After the first month, the weather in the capital gradually has some warmth, even if the north is cold, but it can't stop the gusts of east wind, bringing a warm breath.

The old plum tree of the Yongshou Palace, at the end of January, has been exhausted, but now it is full of strong branches, slanting horizontally in the steep east wind, looking at it from afar, but it is also the scenery into the painting.

Qin Su sat under the porch, hugging the heavy and gorgeous fox fur, waiting for Ah Sang to melt the frozen paint, but the strange singing voice he heard in the Pure Water Pavilion that night sounded in his mind again.

In the past few days, Ah Li has been secretly inquiring about the strange dialect in the song, but until now there has been no news, which can't help but make Qin Su a little anxious.

"Your Highness, the paint has melted. Ah Sang said softly, looking at Qin Su's complexion, and gently placed a small dish of roasted red red paint on top of the small table.

Qin Su was awakened by this voice, looked sideways at the paint, and always felt a little unrefreshed, so he waved his hand lazily, and said, "That's it, the sun is so cold that I can't do it, but the weather is so cold, it's better to put everything away, and I'll talk about it next time." As she spoke, she stood up, tightened the fox fur, and stepped down the jade steps.

"Girl, are you going to go to the Imperial Garden for a walk?" Ah Li asked softly, and straightened out Qin Su's fox fur with his hand, and took advantage of the opportunity to turn his back to everyone and compared the word "forbearance" with his mouth.

Qin Su narrowed his eyes.

Since receiving a message from Gao Ling at Nangong Gate that night, she immediately ordered Ah Ren to spread the news and sent someone to investigate.

Counting the days, more than a month has passed since this incident, and Ah Ren must have received a reply.

Thinking of this, Qin Su nodded to Ah Li, and said lazily: "The Imperial Garden is too far away, I will be lazy, so I will just scatter on the front palace road." After finishing speaking, he smiled again: "It's been a long time since I've chatted with that Tang Guo artist, you call her to come over and talk to me to relieve my boredom." ”

"Yes, Your Highness. Ah Li responded, gave Qin Su a knowing smile, and went down to tell the people in the small palace to prepare to go.

Because he was just taking a casual walk, Qin Su didn't ask anyone to put the princess on his side, but only took Bai Fanghua and A Li and a few other people, and went out lightly.

The weather at the beginning of February was cold in spring, and there was some residual snow on both sides of the palace road, which was frozen to the ground. Qin Su had personally seen the little eunuch shovel the snow with a shovel, but the snow was frozen so hard that the shovel could not be moved, so he could only wait for the weather to warm up and let it melt away on its own.

Holding Ah Ren's hand, Qin Su laughed softly with her, as if he had said something interesting, and his stride was much faster than others, and after a while, he distanced himself from Bai Fanghua and the others.

After all, there was no one on the palace road, so Bai Fanghua and the others followed from a distance, and they didn't get together to ask for that boring.

Everyone knows that Her Royal Highness hates others to disobey her the most. And she is indeed very well-behaved, but now she is just looking for someone to talk to relieve her boredom, Bai Fanghua will not follow her.

Seeing that there were no more idle people waiting around, Qin Su wrapped the fox fur tighter, turned his head to look around, and smiled at Ah Ren idly: "I didn't expect the spring in Dadu to be so cold, and the north wind is so strong, it goes straight into the crack of people's necks, fortunately, this day is still good, but I don't know if the spring of your Tang Kingdom is also so cold?"

Ah Ren said: "Back to Your Highness, the spring in our Tang Kingdom is much colder than here, and the wind and sand are also big, and the spring in Dadu is already very warm in my opinion." ”

As she spoke, she shook her head at Qin Su, and said in a slightly softer voice: "Your Highness, don't worry, you can speak here." ”

Qin Su's heart was slightly calm, pretending to climb and fold the wicker along the road, and asked softly: "I asked you to inquire about the news, but there is a response?"

"Yes, Your Highness. Ninja whispered. Although her face was very relaxed, her tone was quite solemn, "The lord sent someone to inquire, and the Huan family does have a doorman named Mo San, but this Mr. Mo San left many days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown. ”

"Oh?" Qin Su raised his eyebrows, folded off a wicker and played with it, a trace of coldness crossed between his lowered eyebrows, "Where did this Mr. Mo San come from?"

Ah Ren's voice became deeper and lower, and he replied: "As far as we know, this person followed the Huan family all the way back to Beijing from Liaoxi, and his movements in Liaoxi are not difficult to check, this person has been living in seclusion in Liaoxi, making a living by striking iron, and the blacksmithing shop he opened happened to be in Linyu County. ”