Xiangming quietly told Song Hai about these things, but still couldn't solve the doubts in Song Hai's heart, and then asked: "Did that Zhen'er girl tell me where she is from?" ”

"She has a cheerful personality, but she never talks about what happened before Qian Ye saved her, and we don't know where she is." Xiang Ming sue sù Song Hai.

Just as Xiangming and Song Hai were chatting privately about Zhen'er's life experience, the lobby was already noisy again, it turned out that Zhen'er decided to leave the opportunity to meet alone for the highest bidder in order to let the beggars in the capital burn carbon in winter, and then take all the silver to buy carbon and give it to the poor. As soon as the men heard that the highest bid would have a chance, they raised their hands and shouted the price, although they knew that the final bid must be Huang Chu's highest, but as soon as they shouted the bid, the real girl would look at them with a smile, and they would be satisfied. Song Hai felt that this Zhen'er looked very similar to Zhenzhen in his heart, and couldn't help but have a lot of conjectures, and he planned to ask Xiangming to do him a favor.

He asked Xiangming to bring a message to Miss Zhen'er for him, Xiangming nodded in agreement and turned to leave, suddenly as if he remembered something, smiled at Song Hai and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Song Hai was stunned for a while. Xiang Ming no longer called him a son, but like a leading girl asking the name of the man she liked, her voice was a little shy.

"Song ・・・・・・ Song Hai."

Xiang Ming recited Song Hai's name over and over again, and walked away with a satisfied face.

This qiē happened in the bustle of the lobby of Tianxianglou, but no one noticed their conversation. The men are bidding and the girls are laughing and guessing who will win tonight. No one could detect the slightest change.

The men were also bidding one hundred and one hundred under the auspices of Mother Li. Song Hai watched Xiangming walk towards Zhen'er step by step, and then leaned sideways and whispered in her ear for a moment, and Zhen'er's expression became surprised. Then followed Xiangming's finger to look at Song Hai, and Zhen'er showed a complicated expression. She seemed at a loss, panicked, and immediately walked into the room. When Song Hai saw Zhen'er leaving in such a panic, he knew that this Zhen'er might be Zhenzhen, and he couldn't help but shout Zhenzhen's name.

The men in the lobby were wondering why Miss Zhen'er went back to the room, and then a little maid invited Mother Li to come in, and after a while, Mother Li came out of the room, still with a smile on her face. The people downstairs were all coaxing, and they heard her say that Miss Oiran Mako suddenly felt unwell, and tonight's championship attempt was over. Everyone was willing to give up when they heard it, especially Huang Chu was even more unhappy, and Li's mother had to say a lot of apologies, but there were fewer people making trouble. The rest of the people who continued to make trouble were all carried out by the big man who came in a hurry. Huang Chu had the support of the princess's cousin, but the background of Tianxianglou was not simple, he couldn't take advantage of it, so he obediently continued to have fun.

Song Hai saw that he really intended to avoid himself, his heart was as cold as water, and he felt that it was not interesting to continue in Tianxianglou, so he had to leave. At this time, a little maid stepped forward to stop him and said that the girl invited him to sit in the backyard. Song Hai saw Zhenzhen so unexpectedly, and he had a lot of clues in his heart, remembering the things in the past, vividly. His feelings for Zhenzhen are complicated, unlike his feelings for Wang Yueying. For Zhenzhen, he has love, pity, fear, and fear, and for Wang Yueying, Song Hai's heart is full of love, happiness, and longing for family happiness, which has not changed until now.

The wide courtyard is not crowded, but it is exceptionally bright by lanterns and moonlight. Song Hai was led by the little maid through the corridor behind the lobby of Tianxianglou, only to know that Tianxianglou was much bigger than he imagined. Inside the courtyard, at the end of the promenade is a pavilion. The breeze accompanied by the bright moon slowly blew the curtains in the pavilion, and Song Hai saw a person standing there.

"Childe, Miss Zhen'er is waiting for you in the pavilion." After speaking, the little maid turned around and left alone, leaving Song Hai alone at a loss, and he hesitated to go over.

After hesitating, Song Hai still took a step into the pavilion. The person in front of him was more beautiful than Song Hai's memory, or more charming. As a man, Song Hai knows that today's Zhen'er is the goddess that men have been longing for for a long time, holding it in her hand for fear of falling, holding it in her mouth for fear of melting, if she wants to tame a man, there is absolutely no one who can whip her. The curved willow eyebrows, a pair of apricot-like eyes, a tall nose, and a cherry mouth, the facial features of this qiē face don't seem to look like Zhenzhen when viewed separately, but when taken together, Song Hai is sure that Zhen'er is Zhenzhen.

"Think I've changed?" When Song Hai was still looking at Zhen'er's face intently, Zhen'er had already opened his mouth to ask him. Song Hai hesitated and did not answer.

"Don't you remember the truth in Yuanhe Town?" Zhen'er asked again.

"I think I remember, and I don't remember anymore." The ambiguous answer made Zhen'er laugh, nor was he angry.

"You've changed, you're not the same hunter you used to be." Zhen'er said.

"Maybe, you've changed too, and the old ones are really gone." Song Hai said.

"Do you like the old ones?" Zhen'er asked.

"I don't like it." Song Hai replied.

"Then why are you sighing?" Zhen'er asked again.

"Because she's my memory too." After speaking, Song Hai paused.

"What about the real thing now?" Zhen'er then asked.

Song Hai took a deep breath and turned his head to look at a peony flower in the moonlight, "Zhen'er will not be in my memory, you will only be someone else's memory." "The peony flower is very beautiful under the shroud of the moonlight, so beautiful that it seems to be illusory, and people can't get close to her, and they can't get close to her, because when they get closer, the beauty of the peony flower will no longer exist.

Silence, the two fell into a silent silence with nothing to say; Silence, deathly silence in the surroundings. Suddenly, a crow's cry broke the situation, recalling the souls of the two fugues.

"Okay, I heard that you were on the front line in Huaizhou, abandoned your official, why did you come to the capital? Aren't you really afraid of being caught by the imperial court? Zhen'er told Song Hai's situation straight to the point, thinking that although she stayed in the capital, she always knew Song Hai's every move. Song Hai was also curious in her heart and wanted to ask clearly, but she was told that she had her own way.

"Since you know about me, then you also know about General Qiu Sheng and the raid of Qiu Mansion! I came to the capital to find out the death of General Qiu Sheng. Song Hai also revealed his intention very clearly.

There was silence again, but this time Zhen'er admonished Song Hai after a moment of silence. "Qiu Sheng's death must involve the center of the imperial court, whether there is a grievance or not, and it is not something you can ask and find out. Besides, you are now a wanted criminal by the imperial court, how can you investigate. Forget it! Zhen'er said every word, but Song Hai was silent.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it a cloud.

"No, I need to figure it out." Song Hai said categorically.

Zhen'er looked at Song Hai with wide eyes, the last time he heard Song Hai say one thing so categorically, it was when he suddenly told Sù that he was leaving Yuanhe Town a year ago.

"Why do you have to get involved in the matter of Qiu Sheng and make trouble for yourself." Zhen'er asked him again.

"Affection." The two words are a little vague.

"What? Friendship? The real person didn't hear what Song Hai said, and asked again.

There was a hint of chill in the wind, and the moonlight was obscured by the clouds. Song Hai didn't answer Zhen'er's words, but only said, "We each cherish each other." ”

Walking out of Tianxianglou, the people on the street were in a hurry, and they were all in a hurry to go home. The weather is getting cooler, and it looks like it's going to snow. Song Hai returned to the inn, and as soon as he entered the door, someone bumped into him, and it turned out to be the shopkeeper that day. When the shopkeeper saw Song Hai, it was like seeing something, his eyes were very round, and he looked and looked. Song Hai felt a little strange, and couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper why he looked at him like this, but the shopkeeper just said nothing, and then walked away with a smile. Soon after returning to the room, a series of footsteps sounded outside the inn, Song Hai opened the door and looked out, and saw that the shopkeeper before was talking to a person who looked like a headcatcher, and then pointed to the direction of his room.

"Could it be that my identity has been discovered?" Song Hai muttered in his heart. Just in case, Song Hai picked up his sword and baggage and jumped out of the window into the yard. In the courtyard was a group of vendors who were about to get up and hurry, probably because it was snowing, everyone in their robes carrying goods. Song Hai took advantage of the unpreparedness of the people, knocked out a porter who was carrying goods next to him, put on his robe, put on a hat, and pretended to be a porter.

At this time, many people had rushed in the room where Song Hai lived, but they rushed into the air to catch Song Hai and were looking around for his traces. Song Hai followed the cargo team out of the courtyard of the inn and walked towards the south door. The group was to go south, and they were to get out of the city before the gates were closed.