A trace of wind floated in from the unclosed window, like silk, the candle flame shook slightly, and the face of King Qi was hidden in the shadows, and he did not argue.

After a while, he finally spoke, "Are there any other discoveries?" ”

"Back to the prince," the man hesitated, "No, it's just that there are too many people on the other side, and I really can't get too close......"

King Qi pursed his lips and didn't speak again, the man also froze, not daring to say a word more, the atmosphere was a little weird, he obviously felt the murderous intent on the master's body, and his heart couldn't help but tighten again and again.

After a while, King Qi finally spoke: "Go all out to track down the whereabouts of that little eunuch, be sure to call him for this king, and be sure to ask the truth of the matter!" ”

"Yes."

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

The prince sat on the ground, the cold floor tiles revealed a bone-oozing coldness, his whole body was trembling slightly, his heart seemed to be tormented in the fire and oil, his hair was scattered, the few strands hanging down were wet with cold sweat, and a pair of eyes revealed a desperate light.

There was silence around, no one, nothing but the flickering candle flame beating there silently.

Looking at the empty room, the sorrow in his heart penetrated into every pore of him, the so-called wealth and glory are just in the blink of an eye, after a simple command, it is like a mountain collapsing, and then ...... Ashes.

This is the right, the right of those who sit on the throne of the Kowloon.

This silence made the despair in his heart even stronger, as if he smelled the breath of death in the darkness, how would he die? The unknown terrified him.

He rolled over and got up, his legs were numb, and he couldn't help but stumble when he got up, he threw himself in front of the door, slapped the door with his hand, and shouted loudly: "Someone! Come! ”

A poignant and abrupt voice pierced the night sky, especially clear in the silence, but no one answered him.

The prince held the window openly, it was dark outside, and under the porch stood a group of guards, who were like sculptures in the darkness, as if they had not heard his shout, his fingers were hard, his knuckles were a little white, but his eyes were red.

"If I were you, you might as well take a break early." A light sound suddenly sounded behind him, like autumn leaves floating behind him, with a slightly cool breath.

The crown prince Huo Ran turned around.

A man dressed in a nightcoat stood in the shadows behind him at some point.

The man's posture was straight, his tight-fitting clothes were crisp and neat, taking advantage of his slender and smooth lines, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, and the erect muscles on his long legs all indicated that this person was a martial arts practitioner, and he held a small and delicate knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife gently plucked the wax core of shea butter.

The candle flame was turned brighter by him, and the light flickered, and the man's face was clearly revealed.

King Qi, Leng Yiwei.

The prince looked at the face, his eyes opening again and again.

"You...... You ......" He couldn't describe his shock in words, and couldn't get a complete sentence out of his mouth open.

"What am I?" Leng Yixiu looked back and smiled, his eyes were clear, his skin was ruddy and shiny, and his red lips were even fuller, where was half sick?

The prince was shocked at first, took two steps back, and pressed his body tightly against the door panel, and after a while, he quickly stepped forward a few steps, "Eighth brother, eighth brother, help me!" ”

Leng Yiwei's smile spread on his face, like a bewitching flower blooming, but when the prince looked at his smile, he suddenly had an indescribable chill.

"How can I save you?"

The prince was slightly stunned, he had already noticed that Leng Yiwei used the titles of "you" and "me" when he spoke, and he felt a tingling in his heart, and his anger rose, but he had to suppress it, and said in a low voice: "Eighth brother, you must already know, my father abolished me and imprisoned me here, you have to help me intercede......"

"Intercession?" Leng Yiwei's tone was surprised, "Wouldn't that be to spare me too?" ”

"You!" The prince's anger flashed, he pressed it down again, raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Do you think that if you don't intercede, you won't have your share?" Don't forget, the Rong family's affairs are not my own! ”

"Of course, I haven't forgotten." Leng Yixiu lightly slashed the tip of his fingers across the sharp blade of the knife, "So, I'm here." ”

"You're here to help me?" The prince's eyes burst with joy, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward.

"Yes, I'm here to help you out." Leng Yiwei slowly sat down on a chair in front of the table.

The prince felt that what he said was a little weird, but he didn't think much about it, he also sat down next to Leng Yiwei, "Is there any way?" How can we salvage the current situation? ”

"How to save the situation, I have made a detailed plan, you don't have to worry about it, let's do what you have to do," Leng Yixiu hooked his lips and smiled, his smile swayed gently under the light, and his eyes were shining.

The prince was stunned, he didn't expect that he, the eighth brother who usually had a sick face and had no quarrel with the world, still had this good look, and he vaguely felt that this eighth brother suddenly became a little unfathomable.

"So what should I do?" The prince retracted his thoughts and asked.

"You're too nervous, it's not good." Leng Yiwei shook his head gently, he took out a small wine jug from his arms, "It's such a night, if you don't have some good wine, you will be disappointed." ”

The prince looked at him calmly, thinking about what he had just said, and his anxious heart also steadied, he took a cup, opened the flask, and poured a glass.

The aroma of wine instantly swept out of the air, and in an instant, the wind in the room turned fragrant, and the prince's eyes lit up, "This is ...... Jin Mengchun? ”

"That's right," Leng Yixiu smiled, "a golden Mengchun of a precious daughter." ”

"Then I'll have to try it." The prince carefully picked up the cup, for fear of spilling a drop, and sniffed it carefully under the tip of his nose, the aroma of wine was fragrant, making people feel comfortable from the inside out, "It's really good," he said, and as soon as he looked up, he drank a glass of wine.

Leng Yiwei smiled slowly, the corners of his beautiful mouth rose slightly, pulling out a stunning arc, a pair of eyes were curved, like a crescent moon on the horizon, but there were thousands of miles of ice and snow in those eyes, full of coldness.

"Why don't you drink it?" The prince put down the cup and tasted the smell, and it was fragrant between his lips and teeth.

"I don't drink, I have to do something big," Leng Yiwei shook his head.

"That's right," the prince wiped his mouth, "I'll leave my business to the eighth brother." ”

"Don't worry," Leng Yiwei's smile was deep, his tone was soft, but the words were as scary as sharpening a knife, "After you die, others will only think that you committed suicide in fear of sin, but I ...... will beg bitterly in front of his father and give you the honor that this former prince deserves. ”

"What?" The prince's eyes widened instantly, he stood up almost immediately, took a few steps back, understood something in a flash of lightning, and suddenly leaned down, his fingers in his throat, and let himself vomit.

"Why should you suffer this sin?" Leng Yiwei's eyes flickered in the candlelight, like a cold snake, "Dying, it's better to be as comfortable as possible, otherwise I won't choose this hard-to-find Jin Mengchun for you...... A dream of golden autumn, how beautiful. ”

"You ......" The prince listened to his words, only to feel a roar in his ears, the things in front of him seemed to be becoming more and more blurred, all his senses seemed to be weakening, and even the fragrant Jin Mengchun just now was far away, right...... It's just a dream, after all.

Before Rong Xi woke up, she felt that someone was watching her in front of the bed, and the hazy sleepiness immediately went away, could it be that the man came again? She opened her eyes suddenly.

Xiao'er, who was standing by the bed, was startled, stuck out her tongue and said, "Miss, are you awake?" ”

Rong Xi saw that her eyebrows and eyes were flying, and with obvious joy, she sat up and asked, "What's the good thing?" Happy to be like this? ”

"Miss Hui," Xiao'er said in a fast tone, and her voice was like the cheerful cry of a bird, "The lord is here, and in the front hall, the prince sent someone to ask, saying that you are still asleep." ”

"Sir?" Rong Xi reacted for a moment, and then realized that he was referring to Rong Hao.

"Oh, just himself?" Rong Xi asked.

"Well," Xiao'er replied, "the lord seems to be in good spirits, and the prince is chatting with him." ”

"Oh......" Rong Xi suddenly had an indescribable feeling in her heart, knowing that she was anxious when the Rong family was in danger, but now that everything has passed, facing them, there is a feeling that she doesn't know how to speak.

"Slave and maid wait for you to freshen up." Xiao'er smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Okay." Rong Xi exhaled in her heart, this girl was happy from the bottom of her heart.

In the distance, Rong Xi heard the laughter coming from the house, and her heart suddenly warmed, she looked up at the big tree in the courtyard, and the fine sunlight passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, sprinkled all over the ground, and seemed to spill into her heart.

Hearing the sound, the people inside looked over.

Leng Yixiu's gaze froze.

Under the green tree not far away, stood a woman dressed in white, the tree was slightly tilted, the huge crown was like an outstretched umbrella, the woman raised her head slightly, her eyes were blurred, and the corners of her eyes that were usually flying were plated with a layer of pale golden light, which looked a lot softer.

Her white dress fluttered gently in the wind, like a white lotus blooming, and like stepping on a white soft cloud.

A hint of pride flashed in Rong Hao's eyes, and his fingers gently twisted his beard.

This daughter, how to look at it, how pleasing to the eye, look at the straight waist, like a benchmark that will never bend, look at the head high, with a natural arrogance, look at the eyes, it is as sharp as a knife......

Rong Xi didn't know that the moment she just raised her head, she was made a comment in her heart by two men, and when she saw that both of them were looking at her, she no longer hesitated, and walked towards the hall.

Rong Hao took two steps forward, his eyes were full of joy, his beard trembled a little with excitement, and he arched his hand and said, "I've seen the princess." ”

Rong Xi was stunned for a moment, and then thought of this ancient broken rule, she didn't want to be too different, raised her hand and helped Rong Hao's arm and said, "Father, you don't have to be like this." ”

"I've seen the master." Xiao'er said happily.