Fadu knew that Jingluan would come to him, but he didn't know if it was an accurate control of the trend of the previous situation, or an induction bred by the natural tacit understanding with Jingluan.

The night is bright and the stars are scarce, and the desert night is particularly quiet today, because there is no winding night wind, so there is a sense of ancient times.

Fa Du welcomed Xiao Jingluan, who came alone, into the inner room, and after motioning him to sit down at will, he sat down face to face with him leaning on the painting screen.

"Why, haven't you chanted the scriptures today?" Seeing this battle, Jingluan opened his mouth and joked.

Fadu also made a joke along with these words: "No, I made a special trip to wait for Xiao Gongzi!" "A sigh of lightness.

The candle flame danced, dissolving the scenery in front of the eye with a layer of golden waves, and the flickering light and shadow intertwined the real reality like a nightmare, such a scene made people dye thin and tired, and seemed slightly drunk.

Jingluan opened his mouth, and he wanted to say something, but he felt that he didn't have much to say. It wasn't strange that Pharadu knew he would come. Now that they know, then presumably their conversation will go well today, because they are all tacit smart people: "Heh. He shook his head and smiled, as if he was a little self-deprecating. Immediately, he looked at the law again, and his tone precipitated when he bowed his head, "The national teacher forgot, the promise between us?" "No hurry, no hurry.

Fadu also looked at him, and when he heard the words, his heart was slightly settled. Jingluan's words were straight to the point, and there were some big thorns in the abruptness: "I haven't forgotten." He looked at him and paused, "Help you return to the old garden of the Han Dynasty." ”

"Phew!" Stepping on the end of Fadu's falling words, Jingluan sneered again, his expression and tone were cold. Immediately raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and the whole person made a joke and a somewhat ridiculous playful attitude, "But today's matter, the national teacher is obviously separated from the next one!" At the end, there was a sigh that seemed to be nothing, and there was some vague helplessness.

Fadu pursed his lips, his thoughts turbulent.

Jingluan's temper surged up after being suppressed for a long time at this moment, and he clasped his palms on a few cases, and suddenly got up, although his voice was not raised, but his eagerness and injustice were obvious: "I let you stand with me, accusing the soothsayer of being the one who wants to hurt the queen and hurt me!" Leaning towards Fadu, frowning anxiously, "Just say that you pinched your fingers or bumped into him performing Gu magic, you don't want to do such a simple thing, what else do you say to save me and help me return to my hometown?" With a sneer on his lips, it seemed to be very sarcastic, he left the law again, and flicked his sleeve with one hand, "Just with such an attitude towards you, I'm afraid that I will die in Linchang in a short time, and I will be killed by these jackals and eagle dogs!" ”

The sound rose and fell, and there was a "crackling" sound of Xiao Xiao, and the candle stamen that was high through the hall made a light knot in the air, and this dumb thing that should have been silent seemed to come alive at this moment, as if it was agreeing to Jingluan's cathartic words.

There is nothing wrong with distinguishing Fadu, but at this moment, seeing this Han prince in such a moodful and depressed tone telling the sadness of his situation and the helplessness of his career, Fadu's heartstrings fluttered, and he suddenly felt that he had failed his expectations and that he was a wicked person.

Fa Du was calm, looked sideways at Jingluan, and his eyes were as calm as a mirror: "Even if I don't stand with you, won't Queen Bixia also stand with you?" His chin was faint, "With or without me, isn't it no different?" "That's true, too.

At this time, the quiet night that was so easy to look forward to was disturbed by the raging wind, and a large area of peace and tranquility was torn apart, and the rest of the wind roared and complained like a ghost.

As soon as he heard Fadu's cold words, Jingluan's body trembled in the moonlight. He was facing the Fadu, and the light and shadow were dim, so it was impossible to see what kind of vivid expression was circulating on his face.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet for a moment, and after a while, Jingluan stiffened his body and turned around, raised his boots and walked towards Fadu step by step, and froze again at just the right distance: "Jingluan really doesn't understand something." There was still uninhibition in his voice, but there seemed to be something inexplicable in his expression, and he leaned his head out, "Is the national teacher staying here to save me, a poor prince...... Or is there another purpose? ”

Fadu was shocked!

The sentence that Jingluan suddenly spit out at this moment, the true meaning seeping out between the lines seems to be simple joke, but it doesn't seem to be just simple playfulness. These words were like a beam of dazzling white light, piercing into the depths of the inner abyss of Fadu! Straight to the arrival, illuminating all the vanity in the depths of his heart, not allowing him to escape!

"Amitabha!" In the panic, Fadu subconsciously opened his mouth to chant the Buddha's name, and when he put his hands together, he suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head, and cold sweat slowly came out.

Fortunately, it was at night, and the muddy night waves have always been the most haode cover, otherwise if Fadu's state was seen by Jingluan to see the truth, he would have been surprised that his words could have such an invisible liliang, and this tenacious and determined monk who could be teased at once was flustered and emotional. The tide is uncontrollable!

But even if Jingluan didn't see all the expressions of Fadu, and he couldn't get a direct glimpse of what kind of secrets were buried deep in his heart, Fadu's subconscious chanting of the Buddha's name to calm his mind made his heartstrings tense slightly and noticed something unusual.

"Are you empty-hearted?" Jingluan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she asked tentatively.