As the sun goes down, the temperature suddenly cools.

There are only two people on Suzaku Street.

Ouyang Xiu tightened his fox fur and walked silently for a long time.

"Brother Chong," he asked Liu Xin, "What you're worried about is probably not what we're worried about, right?"

This question is enough to be like a dumb riddle.

"I'm worrying about whether Lelang is worrying about the same thing as I am worried. ”

Liu Xin's answer, left and right, is more like a riddle that people don't even want to know.

After speaking, he sighed dejectedly.

The footprints of the two occasionally stepped on the residual snow, and occasionally stepped on the dry bluestone slab.

Impressions of different shades, looking down from above, look like a random painting.

Ouyang Xiu was surprised: "I've known you for a long time, and I can't figure out what you're worried about, how can he guess it?"

Liu Xin put his hands behind his back and shook his head again: "If he hadn't been with me, Fang Cai, he wouldn't have asked you like that." ”

Ouyang Xiu turned his head sideways, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and carefully recalled what "Le Lang" asked him.

"...... who will come to Wende Hall tomorrow to discuss the meeting"

He intuitively felt that this was what Liu Xin was worried about, but he couldn't understand it: "Except for Ge Mincai, what's wrong?"

"What about the six Shangshu?" Liu Xin asked, "Uncle Yong, the six Shangshu are not here, don't you think it's inappropriate?"

"If they are also allowed to attend, what is the difference between it and this morning?" Ouyang Xiu thought of this morning's "grand occasion", his ears immediately hallucinated and his temples ached.

"Alas......"

Liu Xin didn't respond to him, and sighed to himself.

"One person is short, and two are long," Ouyang Xiu said with concern: "Why don't you bring out your worries one by one, maybe you and I can deal with it." ”

"Hmm......"

Liu Xin unconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his hair in a bun, thinking about whether he should express his worries.

The moonlight is shrouded.

Before they knew it, the two had walked to the bridge.

Liu Xin's house went north, and Ouyang Xiu's house went in the other direction.

It wasn't until they were about to part ways that Liu Xin made up his mind.

"I'm thinking about ......"

……

Winter nights.

The sky is as clear as a mirror.

Chai Chen walked quickly down the corridor, followed by several attendant guards.

On the roof of the tiles, there is melting snow, dripping along the ice shoots hanging on the eaves.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

Like a night rain that only falls on the eaves.

The water marks on the ground, due to the faint reflection of the first quarter moon, glowed with a silver color.

The scenery in front of him was quiet and beautiful that he had never seen before.

Chai Chen walked slower and slower, and stopped abruptly.

The guards who followed behind were almost unable to stop, and only a little bit of it was about to crash into each other one after another.

"Stand down. ”

Chai Chen commanded, unable to hear the emotion.

It is the duty of the guards to protect the safety of the prince, and they take care of each other and cannot make up their minds for a while.

"Hongu said,"

Chai Chen turned his head to look at them, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and repeated, "You can step down." ”

The tone of these words is mild-mannered.

However, the crowd felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Belong, the subordinates will retire first. ”

The guards at the head hurriedly made a move and respectfully obeyed the order.

Chai Jue looked at their Nuo Nuo's retreating back, and his hands under the long sleeves couldn't help but clench into fists.

Yes, it is "Hongu".

He finally qualified to call himself "Hongu".

The Prince of the East Palace.

Whether he still lives in the Ciyuan Palace, or moves to the Xia Palace and the Yupeng Palace, even if he lives in the Cold Palace, he is the reference to the "East Palace".

In this huge empire with strict hierarchies, he is second only to the official family.

But why, my heart is still uncertain.

It's more lonely than ever.

When the night was quiet, Chai Chen seemed to be able to hear that something was sinking in his heart lake, making a "gurgling" drowning sound, unable to struggle...... There is no intention of struggling either.

The courtyard by the promenade is planted with a row of bush branches, which have long since withered flowers and leaves, and the half-melted snow is wrapped in dead branches.

He reached out and stroked the bald branch with snow.

The snow, melted by the temperature of the fingertips, dripped to the ground, and turned into a puddle of water.

"Bush Branch......

Chai Chen called softly, as gentle as calling a lover.

The wind is biting.

After a long time, I heard him sing in a mellow and deep voice:

"Bush branches, snow full of branches.

"The gentleman Hu doesn't like it.

"The cold wind is miserable, and the snow is falling.

"The garden is withered, and the heartstrings are silent. ”

This is an improvisational creation, and it is the voice of the heart.

Chai Chen looked up at the sky.

The first quarter moon weaves through the thin clouds, getting darker and darker.

He went on to sing:

"I regret that the flowers are getting old, and I hate the moon not being full.

"The night will be a bitter sentence research, who will fill it?"

The imperial garden outside the Ciyuan Hall was so deserted for the first time.

So quiet.

The silence was broken by the barely audible sound of footsteps.

The sound of turning footsteps.

- "Who's where!"

Chai Chen asked in a loud voice in displeasure.

At the end of the corridor not far away, in front of the gazebo, behind the cypress potted plant, there was a thin figure that froze in vain.

"Yes...... Who?"

Speaking again, Chai Chen felt that his voice trembled and could not be suppressed.

It's her?

Be...... She?

His heart was pounding, and his palms were sweating.

The man turned around slowly, and when the two looked at each other, the strong loss made Chai Chen breathless for a while.

Not her.

It's not her!

"What are you doing sneaky?"

Disappointment turns into anger.

Chai Chenjun's face was hideous, his thin lips were lightly opened, and his tone was still gentle, but there was hidden danger.

"I'm not sneaky. ”

Le Lin retorted casually.

Chai Chen looked stupid and stunned in front of Le Lang, she had seen it, so she was not afraid at all.

"I sat in the gazebo and waited too long, so I fell asleep, and then the candle went out and I didn't know ......" Lelin explained 1510: "There are potted plants to cover it, so you can't see me, it's not that I deliberately avoided it." When I wake up, I hear you singing to your own amusement, and I don't want to disturb me, and I want to come back tomorrow......"

"Entertain yourself, sing?" Chai Chen frowned, and interrupted "him" in a lost voice: "Anyone can hear that I am composing lyrics!"

He sighed, came to the gazebo, lifted his robe and sat down, beckoned, and motioned for "Lelang" to sit next to him.

"Did you write the lyrics?" Le Lin sat down and wanted to praise him, but unfortunately he didn't really hear it, and he didn't know what he was singing, so he had to say vaguely: "It's good, it's very rhyming." ”

"You're looking for me?"

Chai Chen swallowed his temper and asked.

He really admired the patience he had come from, and he could spend it with this "Tianzi No. 1 Big Straw Bag" at this moment.

"The candidate who will go to Wende Hall tomorrow," since Chai Chen asked directly, Le Lin got straight to the point: "Why do you propose like this?"

"Did Liu Xin, or Wen Yanbo let you come?"

Chai Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, taking it for granted that "he" was asking for others.

"No one asked me to come, I wanted to ask. ”

Le Lin replied sincerely.

Chai Chen didn't believe it at all: "So, you say, why did I choose these people?"

……