When the carriage entered the city at the gate, it was inevitable that it would face a series of checks, first the coachman was taken away by the guards guarding the gate, and then the guard stepped forward, raised the curtain of the carriage with his broadsword, and kept looking in.

Cha Yu and Cha Xiang were afraid that these military masters would have nothing to do, so they tried to use their bodies to block the eyes of those wolves for Song Rumu, but this caused several guards to be even more suspicious, only to hear a bad mouth shouting: "Get off the car for the uncle, get off the car and ......get out of the car."

"This military master...... We are the family members of the Imperial History Mansion, and in the car is my young lady, and I only came back late because I went out of the city to visit friends, and I ask a few military masters to be tolerant and tolerant......" As soon as Cha Yu heard those people shouting for them to get out of the car, he hurriedly climbed out of the car and bowed to those guards and said.

The guard put the saber in his hand and slapped it twice in front of Cha Yu's eyes, and when he saw that the petite Cha Yu couldn't help but tremble twice, he stepped forward with great satisfaction and picked up Cha Yu's chin with the tip of the knife and asked, "What Imperial History?" Is there still a palace of imperial history in this capital now? Our rule here is that people are dead, but people are alive. We don't care what kind of person you are, as long as you return late and leave late, you will deal with it the same...... Unless ......"

Hearing this, Song Rumu in the car also understood, the other party hinted at this time that they were ruining the wealth and eliminating the disaster, through the gap in the car curtain Song Rumu vaguely saw Cha Yu's pale face that was frightened, and the other party's big hand that kept weighing, Song Rumu hurriedly covered his ear to Cha Xiang and whispered a few words in his ear, and then hurriedly took out the silver from the corner package.

"One, two, three......" deserved the fragrance of tea as Song Rumu's instructions, climbed out of the carriage with the silver wrapped in his hands, and without saying a word, he stepped forward and stuffed it into the big hands that the guards kept holding. The guard was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly grabbed the silver, first secretly weighed the weight of the silver, and then secretly counted the amount of loose silver, and saw that it was just enough for them to have a few points, so he exchanged satisfied eyes with several other guards, and after changing it with a triumphant smile, he said: "If this is the case, then the old man who is driving the car will come out of it." You ...... Ah......h

Song Rumu, who was unaware of the situation in the car, was excited. The heart said, "God, what's going on?" He was anxiously about to lift the curtain to take a look, but the curtain was only a corner, and Song Rumu heard someone outside say angrily: "Who gave you the courage to dare to do this?" Come. Drag me down and beat me with thirty sticks each. ”

Now it is finally clear, the exclamation of tea language and tea fragrance is nothing else, but because the person who came is Lu Yixuan, who they were most familiar with, and the feeling of tea language and tea fragrance is the same, the sense of security that arises after hearing Lu Yixuan's voice, so that Song Rumu's hand to lift the curtain slowly fell, and his body was unable to lean on the carriage, closing his eyes and listening to the conversation of several people outside the car.

"The slave has seen Lu Gongzi" Lu Yixuan, who was dressed in silver and white armor in both directions of tea and tea, saluted, and saw Lu Yixuan's phoenix eyes only looking at the motionless carriage, and the tea language stepped forward and said: "Our young lady is going to see Miss Lan's ...... today."

kicked the guard down and ordered someone to pull him down to torture Lu Yixuan. Raising his hand to signal that the tea language did not need to continue, probably he already knew the situation from the coachman, and he did not need to repeat the tea language, he just expected his Mu'er to open the curtain at this time and take a look out, but after he waited for a long time, there was no movement in the carriage at all, and it was so quiet that it was as if there was no one inside.

There were screams of the previous sergeants in his ears, as well as the sound of the military sticks rising and falling, Lu Yixuan, who had endured it to the limit, stepped forward and gritted his teeth and said, "Mu'er." You're good to go. When I return home, I say hello to my master and his old man! ”

And Song Rumu in the carriage listened carefully to the slow and slow pace, just like the sound of her heartbeat, tangled and painful. Only then did she find out. It turns out that it is easy to forget many things, but it is absolutely impossible to forget, because too many past events have been integrated into the blood and bones, and it is even more deceptive to say that they have been completely forgotten.

Burying his face deep in his knees, listening to Lu Yixuan call himself "Mu'er" in the gentlest voice, Song Rumu suddenly realized. This time, Lu Yixuan really planned to let go. An inexplicable taste came to her heart, so that Song Rumu finally broke through the boulder that was pressing on her heart, broke the silence and replied: "Well, Mu'er must convey to her father, Brother Xuan must take care of himself!" ”。

"Good...... Good...... Good...... As long as Mu'er is doing well, I will promise you" three good words in a row, each of which used different strengths, and the different "good" words made Song Rumu almost have the urge to cover her ears, pretending not to hear the pain of those voices, but she was reluctant to miss every word, only after the carriage slowly started and galloped out for a long time, Song Rumu ignored the obstruction of Chayu and Chaxiang, and pulled the curtain, so that the evening breeze that had not stopped after the night blew unscrupulously on her face and into her heart. Poured into the dimly lit and crowded carriages.

Although it was no longer clear from a distance, there was a tall and familiar figure, but it was still standing majestically under the lights of the city gate, dragging out a long reflection, and the silver-white armor on his body vaguely reflected a little white light. A little bit of white light reflected in the deepest part of Song Rumu's heart, and Song Rumu, who could no longer forget this scene, muttered "Big bear Lu Yixuan, Lu Yixuan big bear...... Big Bear", as the carriage was about to turn into a fork in the road, he finally shouted: "Big Bear ......".

The road in the capital is long and straight, so long that people can't see the end, so when Song Rumu's voice came far away with the wind, but it couldn't reach Lu Yixuan's ears under the city gate, only the occasional passer-by looked back in surprise, and even passers-by asked in a panic: "Bear?" Where are the bears? ”

Lu Yixuan, who was still standing under the city gate, ignored the guards around him who had returned from punishment and knelt down to beg for mercy, only to watch the carriage carrying his lover turn into a black dot and disappear into the darkness.

The faint sound of "big bear ......" in the wind made Lu Yixuan, who had tears in his eyes, no longer able to control his strides and run wildly, that voice was a voice he would never forget, and in this annoying world, only she would call him "big bear" in Yushu Linfeng.

However, just as Lu Yixuan was running wildly, an old man with white hair and no anger and self-authority walked out of the shadows, and with just one "Xuan'er ......", Lu Yixuan, who had rushed out of dozens of meters, staggered to stop.

This white-haired old man is Lu Yixuan's grandfather, Lu Guogong Lu Batian, and it was Lu Batian who personally took the extremely depressed Lu Yixuan out to relax, wanting to go to this high city wall to persuade and persuade his grandson Lu Yixuan, but he didn't expect to meet Song Rumu being besieged. In fact, Lu Batian has long known that his grandson is fond of the daughter of the Song family, but he doesn't say that the identity of the daughter of the Song family is suspicious, just say that Song Han's identity as a royal historian is already tricky, plus with the emperor's dragon body getting worse and worse, the emperor's ascension to the throne is just around the corner, if the Lu Mansion does not strengthen its own strength through marriage, sooner or later it will be killed by the emperor of Chu. But it is not a pity that he Lu Batian died alone, the death of the family is insignificant, and he feels sorry for the fact that he and the emperor have worked so hard to support this country, how can it be easily buried in the hands of villains?

Seeing his grandson plunge the sword in his hand into the incomparably hard bluestone, kneeling on one knee for a long time but not wanting to look back at him, Lu Batian stepped forward and patted his grandson Lu Yixuan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Xuan'er just did a good job!" The big husband has something to do and something not to do, you have to remember what you are carrying! Only by giving up on her can you make yourself stronger!! ”。

The person did not move, but the sword that could be inserted in the bluestone sank into the ground for three points, and a drop of tears fell on the hilt of the sword, wetting the sword spike. Another tear fell on the bluestone ground, reflecting a bright yellow full moon in the sky.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

The heavy city gate slowly closed behind Lu Yixuan and Lu Batian's ancestor grandson, and the residence of the Son of Heaven in the east of the capital, the gate of the palace, where the most gorgeous place in the world is located, is also slowly closing. No one noticed that before the palace gate was closed, the prince of the East Palace, who had left the palace through the most inconspicuous side door of the palace, had not returned.

On the South Mountain, Huangfu Tianyou sat on the big stone that day, the whole person was bathed in the moonlight, imagining that she was standing beside him and smiling, Huangfu Tianyou suddenly felt a warm heart, so he refused Xiao Zhuzi's action of adding clothes to him. Just looked at the thousands of lights under the mountain with his eyes, but after a cold wind blew, people couldn't help but be excited, and realized that only Xiao Zhuzi was by his side, and he thought of "the king of the world, the king of the world...... The world is so big, where is my home? Is there anyone in this lamplight family who cares about me? ”

The answer is naturally lost, not to mention the thousands of people outside the palace, none of them remember him, that is, his so-called home palace, at this time, because of his father's health, which is good and bad, so that the queen mother, who has never given him a trace of maternal love, not only has to be busy warning him not to act rashly, but also to dig out every day to prevent several other princes from seeing their father. Hehe...... The laughing Huangfu Tianyou said in his heart, "Toss it", sooner or later he will trample all this under his feet, and let Chu Guozhang's dream of controlling everything by controlling him be completely shattered, and build a society of the kind she described. It's just that he understands that his current situation is more difficult than anyone else's, difficult in the past, difficult in the present, and difficult in the future, as if everything has been difficult since he came to this world. But he also understands that no matter how difficult his situation is, he will never give in to anyone.

The only thing that made him happy was that he found her in the vast sea of people, and his heart was destined to be lost in her, never to be recovered, she was already his life.

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(*^__^*) hee hee ...... It's finally good~ For the sake of the little pumpkin, I have to get down to sleep quickly, and ask for a pink ticket before I get down!!