The maple leaf forest thirty miles away from the capital has a deep memory for Murong Yichuan and Wanruo, although it can't be unforgettable, but here are the memories of their parting in late autumn, but this is also unforgettable for someone, that person is not someone else, it is the woman Leng Rujin who is crazy. She has always loved this maple leaf like a flame, but she can't find a maple forest in the capital, and this piece of maple forest is her favorite, so when she is in a bad mood or when she has nothing to do, she is used to coming here alone, in the sky or contemplation, or missing, or sadness, or tears, there are a lot of maple trees planted in the courtyard where Rujin lives in Lengyue Villa, which becomes the most beautiful scenery in the manor every late autumn. Leng Rujin has two unforgettable memories in this maple forest, the first is the first time he met Shangguan Tianjue, his lifelong confidant, and here, people are easy to get in this life, but their confidants are difficult to find. Second, she almost killed Murong Yichuan in the same maple forest, which can be regarded as revenge for herself, and the hatred that had accumulated for more than ten years was released at the moment when she saw the enemy faint. Now it's late autumn again, and it's the time when the maple leaves are drifting, Leng Rujin still came here alone, wanting to tear his acacia in the sky in the red, now Ximen Yonghao has been a high school champion, but he can only watch from afar, not close, keep the lovesick sky to the sun and the moon, only wait for others to marry him, and at the same time there is a little secret buried in her heart, she can't let the Ximen family know, if not, the grief of the past may come again, although time can dilute a qiē, but can not forget a qiē, Especially those pains that are imprinted on the heart. When Rujin slowly walked through the maple forest, she heard someone whispering in the depths of the woods, she walked slowly from one side, but when she approached, she heard the truth, and saw the truth, it turned out to be a pair of men and women laughing, the man was not stained with dust in white clothes, the elegance was peerless, and the extravagance was compelling, the woman's pink clothes were like tenderness, weak and petite, clear and beautiful out of the dust, the two of them were so familiar with Rujin, one was an enemy, the other was a benefactor, seeing the two of them so good, Rujin's heart turned a thousand times, sighing that creation made people, last year and now when she came to the maple forest, she met King Fu and Wan Ruo, They leaned on each other, at that time she had the ability to kill the Fu King, but because of a moment of soft-heartedness and missed the opportunity, and now they meet again, but today is not yesterday, Leng Rujin has lost all her martial arts, completely has no ability to kill, see her enemies and lovers are warm, Rujin's heart is good to die Twenty-five mice are crawling, it can be said that a hundred claws scratch the heart, there is envy, jealousy, and hatred, how can the enemy who ruined his childhood be able to rely on the person he loves, why can he still call the wind and rain, Proud of the world? There are too many injustices in the world, not every infatuated woman can get a lifetime of possession, but for Rujin, it is like lucky, because of her own misfortune, so she is jealous of all the happy women in the world, and even hates the family members of the lover in the world, the hand of the son, and the son of the old, for her cold Rujin is also sad. Ru Jin quietly hid on the side and quietly listened to the words of King Fu and Wanruo, she wanted to be able to hear what she wanted to hear from it, so that she could still please her beloved man, but it didn't sound like there was much valuable news, but there were also one or two sentences that were useful in her opinion, and then King Fu and Wan Ruo were actually entangled together, the breeze was slow, and the maple leaves were around them, Ru Jin wanted to leave, but she didn't expect to fix her eyes on the two people who were entangled, and the picture was very beautiful.

After lingering for a while, although Murong Yichuan was a little unsatisfied, he still stopped, wanting to save some energy, and continued in the middle of the night, at this time, it seemed that he had already made a mess of shame, and his delicate little face was as red as a maple leaf, and the crystal sweat was dripping bit by bit, so it was not dazzling, this was the first time he had lingered with a woman in this wilderness, feeling the softness of the wind, listening to the melody of the falling leaves, it was extraordinarily beautiful, as if it was the case, the two of them were just stuck together, looking at each other, and only each other was left between the Buddha and the world. Surrounded by warmth, how did they know that not far away there was a pair of sharp eyes like knives peeping at them, and there was a gust of wind, and the maple leaves of the trees were falling, falling on Yi Chuan's dusty white robe, or falling on his hair like a waterfall Buddha, or falling beside them, the sound of falling leaves slowly pieced together, pieced together into a moving autumn song, like a lingering song, the same sound of falling leaves because of different moods can hear different content, sad people will feel that thousands of leaves are hatred, and at this time, cold as Jin, However, happy people will feel that it is a little bit of sound that seems to linger, and it is also like Yichuan and Wan at this time.

"Yichuan, let's go back." As if she was coquettish, her clear eyes flashed with tenderness, and the face of the man with her small hands was gently free, and she was slightly tired at this time, and she wanted to close her eyes and sleep.

Murong Yichuan swept his gaze away from the sky outside the gap in the maple forest, and saw that it was almost late at this time, and then his eyes fell on the woman in his arms again, and he waited a little softly and we will go back, is it much better? Yi Chuan's expression was slightly ambiguous, and his face turned even redder, and he was still in a bad mood, and you didn't coax me, so you obviously asked me to serve you.

Murong Yichuan twisted Wanruo's face and said with a smile; "People and women will never be satisfied, I think you are the same, I put down my business to accompany you to see the maple leaves, you are not satisfied? Could it be that you are satisfied with letting me pick the stars, sun, and moon in the sky for you? ”

It's like spitting out her pink tongue, and the delicate concubine body is not uncommon to which sun, moon and stars.

"The emperor is going to leave the court for a few days, so that I can accompany you more, so I am satisfied." Murong Yichuan held his face, and his eyes were full of pity and pity.

As if hearing the words with a smile, "Even if the emperor doesn't face you, the king of parliament and the right minister, it is not still the same opportunity," although the words are full of unhappiness, but the heart is like, she and ordinary women hope to be able to sleep with their husbands, inseparable, but as the wife of the blessed king who is dedicated to the affairs of the family and the country, she rarely has such a time, so she cherishes every time she sleeps at the same time and wakes up at the same time. In the early days of the Jin quilt, she didn't want to live up to it overnight**, but the annoying early dynasty also let her live up to it.

"Not good, someone." King Fu said in a low voice, and then looked in one direction, at this time Leng Rujin was quietly leaving from the side, because just now she saw King Fu's eyes sweeping towards the woods, she was afraid of being discovered by the other party, so she hurriedly retreated. As if hearing this, his heart suddenly tightened, and his face turned even redder, "Where are the people?" As if looking around in a panic, I was a little disheveled at this time, although I was very afraid that someone would come. King Fu scooped the dragon sword on the side and put it on the ground, rested his head on the hilt of the sword and listened carefully to the sound, but it was real, he heard the footsteps that were getting farther and farther away, and the woods were full of weeds and fallen leaves.

As if he had also followed Murong Yichuan's example, he put his ear on the hilt of the sword, and sure enough, he also heard the footsteps, and the sound above it became farther and farther away. "Yichuan, it seems that people have gone away." It's like a soft voice.

Murong Yichuan slowly took his ears away from the hilt of the sword, it sounded like this, this person has such a big burden, he actually dares to peep at you and me, his eyebrows stood up quietly during the words, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"What if that man sees what we just did? What if they recognize us? Her eyes were full of trepidation, and she clenched Yi Chuan's hand tightly, but her palms were already overflowing with sweat.

Murong Yichuan paused for a moment and said; "Fortunately, we didn't have anything particularly important just now, if people listened, it would be bad for us, it's really lucky, it seems that we will have to be more careful in the future." Murong Yichuan is obviously different from Wanruo's but worried, as if he is worried about being seen the picture they were entangled with just now, and Yichuan is worried about some of their words just now, afraid of being snooped on and what secrets they can't be known.

"Why do you have to put your ear to the hilt of your sword and listen to the sound?" As if she knew that she and Yi Chuan's concerns were not the same, she simply stopped arguing, and slowly she tried to calm her heart.

Faced with the curiosity that seemed to come out, Murong Yichuan replied unhurriedly that when marching and fighting, generally those scouts or soldiers who are responsible for detecting the enemy's situation will put their swords or iron horses on the ground, and then sleep with their heads resting on them, because in this way, they can hear the movements hundreds of miles away clearly, even if it is a night attack of the enemy, they can know in advance, and the speed of this iron or bronze weapon is very fast.

It was as if hearing the words suddenly brightened, "I see, we should leave now, otherwise the Imperial Doctor will fall off the mountain." ”