The light in the room was not very bright, Liang Jingyao sat on the chair in the middle, he sat straight, because he had been an official for many years, he was very stylish at any time, his hair was gray, neatly combed, his head hung slightly, and his eyes fell on the teacup in the corner of the table.

The candlelight reflected his old face, Rong Xi suddenly felt that he seemed to be several years older than the sunset meeting that day, she couldn't help but feel a little more sad in her heart, thinking that Mr. Liang had a deep affection for his granddaughter, and after a brief conversation that day, she remembered the sad past again.

Thinking that a few words of his own would make an old man sad and sad, Rong Xi was a little uneasy.

She and Leng Yixiu walked into the room, Liang Jingyao didn't look up, but said in a faint voice: "Wei Yan's favorite is this season, she said that there is neither the heat of summer and early autumn, nor the cold of winter, and the birds and animals are also busy at this time, preparing to have a comfortable winter, quiet and beautiful." ”

His tone was flat, but the words revealed the meaning of depression, like a river in spring, flowing happily through the four seasons, and when entering the early winter, the cold was frozen layer by inch, inch by inch, until it could no longer flow, heavy and cold pressed on his heart.

Rong Xi didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, Liang Jingyao at this moment, without those glory, without those privileges, he was just a twilight old man, the loss of his granddaughter, this long time passed, he thought he knew everything, and suddenly turned around, but found that there were too many corners on the road he had traveled before, and the truth of many things may stop at a certain intersection and stagnate.

Liang Jingyao slowly raised his head and glanced at Leng Yixiu and Rong Xi, his eyes were calm and waveless, but there was a strange light surging in his eyes, Rong Xi knew that there was no way back at this time, either to tell him about the Chen family, or to face the consequences of lying to him.

"You two, please take a seat," Liang Jingyao rolled his gaze, "This place is shabby, let's just take a moment." ”

The faint candlelight shrouded Liang Jingyao's shoulders, and the smoky gray robe was a warm streamer, outlining the silhouette of the heroic, Rong Xi couldn't help but admire in his heart, people, really have temperament and aura, those who have been in the top position for a long time, will be forced out of the mountain without moving.

Rong Xi and Leng Yixiu sat down, and Leng Yixiu said: "Disturbing the boss late at night, this king is uneasy, but," his words changed, "If you don't come to ask for a meeting, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult." ”

Liang Jingyao raised his eyes and looked at him, the young prince in front of him was heroic, his flying eyebrows were like hanging long swords, and his eyes were flowing in the jumping candle flames, reflecting colorful streamers.

For this prince, he is not unappreciative in his heart, but because of his special status, he has withdrawn from the court for a long time, so there are not many contacts, the god of war King Ning, those songs sung by children on the street, he naturally knows.

His iron blood, his coldness, and his methods, he naturally heard of it, as for ...... His gaze lightly swept over at Rong Xi, who was sitting there, this Princess Ning was also an unusual woman who was quite powerful.

When he first knew her, it wasn't because her father was Rong Hao, nor because her husband was Leng Yixiu, but because of herself.

The case of the Rong family almost being raided and destroyed was a sensation, and he naturally heard about it, and originally wanted to sell an old face at the last moment and say a few words for the Rong family, but he didn't think about it, but it was this Princess Ning who talked eloquently and debated with the king on the street, and actually saved the Rong family.

And in the end, she and King Ning found evidence that the Rong family was framed, and the Rong family was preserved.

At that time, he was surprised, but what impressed him the most was this trip to the villa.

This woman exudes a special temperament everywhere, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are flying and bright, and there is an essential difference between those famous ladies and those women who are raised in the boudoir.

After thinking about it for a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Lord Wang, what do you mean by this?" Without waiting for Leng Yixiu to answer, he turned his head to look at Rong Xi again, "Princess Ning, the old man once told you that when you come back from the villa, you must wait for the princess to visit and tell the old man clearly." ”

Rong Xi smiled, and the fine starlight outside the window spilled in, casting a faint shadow on the ground, like a layer of distant past, quietly spreading out in front of his eyes and feet.

"Boss," Rong Xi said: "What I said before naturally counts, otherwise I wouldn't have come to visit at this time, I came tonight, just to solve the boss's doubts, do you have any questions, but ask Wufang, I will know everything." ”

Liang Jingyao heard that she had changed her name, and his eyebrows raised slightly, but he was more concerned about what he mentioned before, about Wei Yan's death, he was indeed sad for a long time, and he was once seriously ill, but no matter how sad he was, he could only sigh for his granddaughter Fu Bo for the rest of his life.

And at this moment, someone suddenly provoked the most painful thing in his heart, telling him that the original thing was not as he knew, and the shock in it was tantamount to a bolt from the blue.

"What doubts can old decay have?" Liang Jingyao smiled coldly, "It was the princess who said it, and it was very different from what the old man knew, so the old man wanted to ask what was going on, I don't know what the princess had to explain about it?" Although the old Yan'er is not there, Chen Hanping has always been the old grandson-in-law, and this cannot be changed. ”

His tone implied a warning, Rong Xi could naturally hear it, and she also understood that even if Liang Weiyan died, the Liang family would be closer to the Chen family.

Leng Yixiu's black eyebrows were slightly raised, but Rong Xi didn't think so, she still had a smiling expression, her eyes were crystal changing, like clouds flipping in the sky, as if she was hiding endless secrets.

"Grandson-in-law?" Rong Xi said: "Boss, if I remember correctly, Chen Hanping was just a poor scholar who came to Beijing to catch the exam, although he was not in the top three in high school, but it was good, and he met the boss by chance, and later because the boss went to the autumn outing in the plum rain pavilion on the outskirts of the city and was held hostage and blackmailed, Chen Hanping happened to pass by and appeared, fought with his body, and saved the boss, so as to get your trust and promotion, and since then he has risen step by step, and has become the Liang family's fast son-in-law?" ”

Liang Jingyao's eyes narrowed, the light in those eyes was like cold stars, he didn't say a word, stared at Rong Xi tightly, but Rong Xi kept smiling slightly, without the slightest fear.

After a while, Liang Jingyao said in a deep voice: "The princess and princess are really attentive to the old family's affairs, and the things that have happened in the past many years, even the old man himself thinks that he has forgotten it, but I don't think you remember it so clearly." ”

"Forget?" Leng Yixiu smiled disapprehantly, "If the boss really forgets, will he be so sad after Miss Liang's death?" I heard that Miss Liang is talented, although she is a woman, but the boss is personally carefully cultivated, the grandparents and grandchildren have a deep relationship, this king believes that when it comes to Miss Liang, the boss will not forget it. ”

"What's the use of saying that?" Liang Jingyao was suddenly a little annoyed, Liang Weiyan was an indelible pain in his heart, and when he was mentioned again and again tonight, he had a feeling that someone had uncovered his old scars.

"If Miss Liang's death was deliberately done, will the boss still think it's useless?" Rong Xi suddenly spoke coldly, her tone was calm, and to Liang Jingyao's ears, it was still like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely, and a bloody light filled her eyes.

He Huo Ran's eyes widened, wanting to see the person in front of him more clearly, but no matter how he opened it, Rong Xi was still Rong Xi, and her eyes were cold, like water in a lake in autumn.

Liang Jingyao's eyes were jumping with flames, burning scorching, as if he wanted to see Rong Xi's bones and see if her heart was as calm as it appeared to be.

The surroundings were quiet, the night was dark, the bamboos in the courtyard were gently touched together, and the rustling sound, Liang Jingyao's heart seemed to be slowly sharpened with coarse sand, painful and bloody.

The truth is always tragic, he doesn't want to know too much, but it is about Wei Yan, his most beloved granddaughter, he takes a deep breath, and can hear his slightly heavy breathing.

The night was deep, and the clouds rolled up layer by layer, obscuring the already hazy moonlight in the sky, and the starlight around seemed to be dimmed, and the breeze was blowing.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A horse-drawn carriage swayed along the road in the city, and although it was curfew, the carriage cleverly avoided the patrols.

The carriage went all the way west, without a moment's stop.

The prison of the Criminal Department.

In front of the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment, there were two stone lions, their eyes wide open, their huge mouths wide open, revealing sharp fangs, which were extremely hideous in this night.

The door had long been closed, and two dead wind lamps were floating on the door, and the faint sparks were flickering left and right, casting a faint light and shadow on the ground.

The carriage did not stop in front of the gate of the Yamen of the Criminal Department, not even for a moment, but rushed over quickly, the wheels rolling, and turned to the back door.

The back door was much smaller, and there was an adult sycamore tree planted next to the door, with dense branches and leaves, and the heavy shadow fell on the wall above the door, almost as if it had melted into the night.

Leng Yixiu got out of the car and knocked on the door, and after a long time, a yawning sound sounded inside, and he said with a little dissatisfaction: "Who?" ”

Leng Yixiu didn't answer, but just knocked on the door again.

The person inside grunted, and finally slowly opened the door, first yawned, and asked with a pair of hazy eyes, "Who is ......?"

Before the man finished speaking, a pair of cold and sharp eyes appeared in front of him, flashing in the night, like a faint knife light, and his words stopped and his mouth was closed.

Immediately, he saw the man in front of him take out a jade plaque in his hand, which was clearly engraved with cumbersome and delicate patterns, and in the middle was the word "Ning" with a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

The man gasped.