Liang Yinhuan left the ministry in a trance, his mind buzzing, repeatedly recalling every word that Hu Zhihan said. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the clouds, his whole body was weak and weak, and in the end, Liang Yinhuan didn't even know how he returned to King Rui's Mansion. After coming out of the ministry, Liang Yinhuan never said a word to anyone again, and walked straight to the backyard of the mansion like a walking corpse. Wu Sheng had never seen his master look so depressed, and he couldn't help but be a little frightened, and stepped forward to ask about the temptation, but no matter what he said to the prince, the other party seemed to be deaf and did not react at all. Wu Sheng could only quietly follow behind Liang Yinhuan in a panic, wandering aimlessly in the mansion.

Later, Liang Yinhuan stopped in the corridor in the backyard, and stood there like a bamboo pole all afternoon, motionless, staring at the camellia flowers in the courtyard, and sorrow and sorrow rushed out of his chest uncontrollably, almost drowning him. As long as Liang Yinhuan thought that Yun Xiang had sacrificed the lives of the entire clan to protect him, it was as if someone had cut a hole in his chest with a knife, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult for him to breathe. It's all because of him, he killed his best friend, and the woman he has been in love with for a long time, Mu Chen and Changyan all died because of him. It should be the best age, when they are in their prime, they still have so many things to do, and so many wonderful times to experience in the future, life has just begun, but it ends so silently, turning into a wisp of dust, forgotten by the world.

Liang Yinhuan felt uncomfortable tightness in his chest, as if he would not be able to breathe in the next moment. Suddenly, his legs went limp, and he fell heavily on the steps of the corridor, leaning weakly against the railing. Wu Sheng behind him was startled, and quickly ran to Liang Yinhuan's side, trying to help him up. But Liang Yinhuan was like a puddle of mud, no matter how hard Wu Sheng tried, he couldn't move him. Suddenly, Liang Yinhuan suddenly broke free of Wu Sheng's hand, lay on the steps and cried in a dumb voice. Wu Sheng was very flustered when he saw this, he didn't know what King Rui and the official Shangshu said, and he didn't know why the master was so sad. In Wu Sheng's cognition, the master has always been resolute and tenacious, even if he was demoted out of Beijing back then, even if he suffered a big grievance, he could face it calmly and laugh at it. But at this moment, Liang Yinhuan cried like a child, unscrupulous, and it was useless for Ren Wusheng to persuade him. In the end, Wu Sheng could only hear him whispering indistinctly: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Wu Sheng wanted to step forward to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only stay by Liang Yinhuan's side in silence, and gently patted his crying body from time to time with his hand.

Gradually, Liang Yinhuan's crying became smaller and smaller, until he stopped crying, and his eyes were still blankly. If it weren't for his chest, which was slightly heaving from breathing, Wu Sheng would even think that he had condensed into a statue. In an instant, Liang Yinhuan was like crazy, vigorously pushed Wu Sheng away, didn't say anything, and ran straight out of the house, no one could catch up with him.

Liang Yinhuan ran wildly on the bustling streets, and from time to time collided with passers-by who couldn't avoid it, causing a burst of scolding. However, Liang Yinhuan turned a deaf ear to Yiqiē and only ran to a place by himself.

The winter evening came very early, and the sky gradually turned purple, like the shy red cheeks of a young girl. Inside the Smoke and Rain Building, the girls have been carefully dressed up and are waiting for the beautiful night that is coming. The guests who come early are already beautiful in their arms, with delicious food and wine, and enjoy the joys of life. However, because the sky is still bright after all, there are not many guests in the Yanyu Building, only a few scattered.

Liang Yinhuan rushed into the Yanyu Building panting, ignoring the little guy who came forward to greet him, and walked to the second floor without saying a word. Everyone couldn't help but be a little scared when they saw him looking crazy, but looking at this person's clothes, he seemed to be a nobleman, so everyone was shocked, but no one dared to step forward to stop him, and only watched his anxious back disappear into the corridor on the second floor.

Liang Yinhuan kicked them away violently, and shouted at Qiu Feng, who was drinking himself in the house: "Qiu Feng! Qiu Feng!! I want to see your helpers! ”

Qiu Feng was slightly stunned, the wine glass full of wine was still on his lips, the surprise in his eyes flashed, and then he regained his calmness, and said with an indifferent smile: "Who dares to come to the territory of my Yanyu Building to shout like this, it turns out to be His Royal Highness King Rui!" ”

Liang Yinhuan closed the door with his backhand, walked into the house quickly, and asked again: "What about your helper?" I want to see her! ”

"The affairs of the gang are complicated, how can she stay in this land of wind and snow all day long?" Qiu Feng smiled very calmly, his eyes flashing with a sly light, "I wonder why His Highness is in such a hurry to find our helper?" ”

Liang Yinhuan's expression was fierce, and his red and swollen eyes were bloodshot, like a terrible ghost from hell, which made people look frightened. He asked in a deep voice, "You already know, don't you?" ”

Qiu Feng seemed to be overwhelmed by Liang Yinhuan's headless words, opened his innocent eyes, and asked, "What do you know?" What do we know? ”

"You don't have to pretend! This is all deliberately arranged by you, isn't it?! Liang Yinhuan strode up to Qiu Feng, grabbed his shirt with one hand, and asked rhetorically in an almost roaring voice, "You have long known that Yun Yuan is willing to suffer injustice in order to protect me, so you deliberately arranged for me to be in charge of the affairs of the Ministry of Officials, and used the mouth of the Ministry of Officials to tell me the truth, right?!" ”

Qiu still didn't understand. Your Highness just mentioned the cloud phase? Qiu Feng was slightly stunned, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your Highness refers to the old case?" ”

Liang Yinhuan did not answer Qiu Feng's question, but stated categorically: "Before I asked you to investigate the rebellion case seven years ago, you must have found something from Hu Zhihan, the secretary of the ministry, so you deliberately arranged for me to go to the ministry." ”

"Although my Lingshan Gang has a wide range of forces, we are not immortals. It was the emperor who sent His Highness to supervise the ministry, not us! How could the Lingshan Gang accurately guess the emperor's mind? Qiu Feng laughed teasingly, calmly drank the contents of the cup, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked King Rui up and down with his afterglow. After a glass of wine, Qiu Feng burped contentedly, and asked unhurriedly, "What?" Listen to the meaning of His Highness, what do you know? ”

The sound of silk and bamboo gradually sounded downstairs, staggered and laughing, but these were particularly harsh in Liang Yinhuan's ears. A wall separates the joyful atmosphere outside the house from the gloomy sorrow inside.