The blue sky shrouded the earth in silence, and only the sound of horses' hooves echoed on the empty avenue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ouyang Han sat on his horse and stared blankly ahead, and the majestic Nanyuan Emperor behind him was getting farther and farther away from him.

From his birth to the present, this majestic palace city is closely related to his lifeblood. Knowing his own life experience, knowing the things about his father and his biological mother when they were young, he realized that this city was really a cage. It locks the people who live here to death, and even worse, sometimes makes the people inside feel breathless. Now that he can finally leave here without worry, Ouyang Han felt a little more relaxed and calm in his heart.

The crown prince and King Kang let them fight, it has nothing to do with themselves; King Jing's son who loves to be who, anyway, he is tired; Lu Xueqi and Duan Zhixi have all passed, they have people who belong to them waiting, and they don't need themselves anymore; The father has the eldest son, and the mother has an older sister, and they may not need themselves so much......

After thinking about it, Ouyang Han felt a lot more at ease.

I don't know how long later, the two men grabbed the reins of the horse.

Duan Muchen asked, "Don't you see each other again?"

Ouyang Han smiled: "What's the difference between seeing and not seeing, seeing it is just just increasing sadness!" Ouyang Han was dressed in a silver-white corset brocade robe, with handsome facial features, and thin and well-defined lips revealing a hint of charm.

The corners of Duan Muchen's mouth, who had always been indifferent, also floated a faint smile, "That's right, anyway, you ...... That's it. ”

After so much time, things have become so light, but when it comes to this matter, Duan Muchen still feels a little sorry in his heart. If that hadn't happened, how nice it would have been. In that case, Zhixi would be a happy and happy wife, and Ouyang Han would not be ...... Such a short ...... Life! God, you let such a kind person suffer such a thing, you are unjust, unfair!

"Brother Duan, Yiyi...... I'll take care of you in the future! Ouyang Han winked at Duan Muchen playfully. To be honest, what he can't rest assured about now is not Lu Xueqi, not Duan Zhixi, but Ling Yiyi. Because Duan Zhixi has Kangwang Ouyang Xi, and Lu Xueqi has Tan Yifeng. But Yiyi has nothing, what is just her infatuation with Duan Muchen, will they be like herself and Lu Xueqi, destined to be fateful?

"Are you really willing to put your newfound girl in my hands?" Duan Muchen didn't seem to be outdone.

As soon as Duan Muchen finished speaking, Ouyang Han gasped a few breaths of cold air, stared at it, with a cold face, and said very seriously: "What can I do if I am reluctant, people have been with me for so long just to inquire about your news, and now that she has you, she no longer needs me, Brother Ruohan!"

Duan Muchen pretended not to see and hear, and changed the topic to himself, "Have you heard about what happened in the Eastern Qi Kingdom?" ”

"I heard!"

Duan Muchen, who had always been indifferent, looked surprised, "You know? I heard that Dongqi kept this matter a secret, how did you know? ”

Ouyang Han's warm smile disappeared without a trace.

Duan Muchen continued to be surprised, "Dongfang Jie told you? ”

"It's not!" Ouyang Han was categorical.

Duan Muchen refused to relax at all, "Who is that?" ”

"An idler!"

Ouyang Han deliberately said the idler's "idle" vaguely, so this sentence sounded very similar to "an informant" in Duan Muchen's ears, "informant? What informant? ”

"Brother Duan, if you want to know who it is, go to Puning Temple today, and I will keep you to watch a good show." Ouyang Han said this, which made Duan Muchen, who was confused, even more surprised. Fun? Informants? Dongqi? What is the connection between these things, the answer is no, because he himself knows nothing.

Slowly, half of the sky was covered with sunset. Ouyang Han raised his eyes and looked at the east, smiled and said, "Dongfang Jie, what do you think his chances of winning?" ”

Duan Muchen tugged at the corners of his mouth, sneered, and turned his head sideways, "Since ancient times, there have not been a few people in the Emperor's House who have been in different rooms, and it was Dongfang Qian who fell today, who knew that it was not him Dongfang Jie who fell another day." ”

Ouyang Han listened to Duan Muchen's words, and only snorted, and didn't explain much. Duan Muchen is right, it is indeed commonplace for the emperor's family to fight in the same room. Don't say anything else, just say it's close, King Kang and the crown prince, there will be an injury in the fight between the two, although the two of them have not torn their faces on the surface, but in fact, the fierceness of the battle between their two factions is known to everyone!

"Xiaohan, since you asked so, then I might as well ask one more thing." Duan Muchen said and glanced at Ouyang Han tentatively, "Who do you think has the best chance of winning, King Kang or the crown prince?" ”

Ouyang Han was slightly surprised, didn't he have no position anymore, why did Duan Muchen still pester himself to ask this question. Now Duan Muchen is for the great cause of his brother-in-law, shouldn't he go to Ouyang Ye, the new prince of King Jing, to fight for it?

"I don't know, which of the two of them wins, it has nothing to do with me!"

Seeing the surprised look on Ouyang Han's face, Duan Muchen was shocked to realize that he had said the wrong thing in a moment's carelessness. Ouyang Han's heart had already flown out of Nanyuan Country now, and he wouldn't care who would succeed in winning the throne between King Kang and the crown prince.

Duan Muchen stopped talking.

After a long silence, Ouyang Han felt that the atmosphere was a little delicate, and said, "Big brother, can I ask you one more thing for the end?"

"Yes, you say!"

"Help me return this to Zhixi." Saying that, Ouyang Han took out a silk handkerchief from his arms, on which was Duan Zhixi's side face. That's right, it was the silk handkerchief that Lu Xueqi saw when he was in Yaozhou, and he splashed it with blood.

Ouyang Han stared at Si Papa motionlessly, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked a cold smile, "It turned out that it was really stolen by you, do you know how sad Zhixi was crying at that time?" ”

"I know, that's why I didn't dare to give her back later." The corners of Ouyang Han's mouth hooked a wry smile. How could he not know how sad she cried when he secretly took Duan Zhixi's silk handkerchief at that time, of course he knew. But what if he really wants to? So, he didn't give it back to her!

Duan Muchen's brows were gloomy like the mist of an autumn night, "Xiaohan, if I want you to go very calmly, so even if you know what your heart is in the future......" Speaking of later, even if he tried his best to restrain himself, Duan Muchen's voice was still deep, "Be yourself." ”

After speaking, Duan Muchen whipped away,

Ouyang Han straightened up, slightly concentrating on the last sentence left by Duan Muchen. What does it mean to hope that you are very calm, and is it not enough to be calm now? Even if you know something in the future, what else do you not know now? (To be continued.) )