"I didn't go out, how do I know what's going to happen?" The man looked at him with a heavy gaze.

The young man smiled, looked back, and said softly, "Teacher, it's Mingming's fault, it's just that the cloud hall is strict, if you go out, I'm afraid..."

The man sat up with difficulty, brushing the hides from his body, revealing his bony legs, and he moved slightly, leaning his back against the wall, and looked over in a condescending manner.

"Minglang, how long have you been with me?"

The young man groaned slightly, looked at the dim room, and said, "In three months, it will be ten years." ”

The man smiled, with a hint of sarcasm, "You remember it clearly." ”

Minglang bowed his head and stopped talking.

When the man saw him like this, he was in a trance, he looked at this young man for some time, when he first saw him, he was so depressed that he couldn't even eat, who would have thought that now, he has become one of the princes of the clouds.

"Ten years....", he muttered to himself, his eyes twinkling, as if he was remembering something.

Minglang looked up, looked at his distracted appearance, and asked suspiciously, "Teacher, are you thinking about Sister?" ”

The man looked over and said in a deep voice, "She's not your sister." ”

Minglang lowered his head, pouted, suddenly remembered something, ran outside with steps, rummaged in the study for a while, then ran in with a scroll, and said happily, "Teacher, do you think I painted a portrait?" ”

He spread out the scroll, and there was a thin figure above it, his face was blurred, but his eyes were extremely expressive, and his apricot eyes were wide open. When I look at it, it is a little playful and shiny, and the bottom of my eyes is deep. But with a calm that is not like age.

The man's eyes flashed, he took the scroll, and carefully stroked the eyes on the painting, and there were a few more tears in the bottom of the eyes.

There seemed to be some noise in his ears, and he tilted his head sideways and listened carefully.

"Father, there are three thousand books in the study. Among them, the Great Zhou Dynasty is listed as 350 volumes of Taigong Policy Theory, including "Henggong Collection" and "Huayang Chronicle...... If the father is reluctant to read these books, he swears by it. If you exhaust your life's efforts, you will also get back these books in your mind! ”

"But if you don't look at it, there will be shadows, and you will regret it in this life."

"Daddy. I was wrong. ”

"Not to blame."

"Father. What should I do. ”

………

A voice, a sentence, like the edge of the sky, but close to the ear, tears suddenly flowed out of the man's eyes.

The young man was a little frightened, he stepped forward and looked at the tears shed by the man, a little unsure of what to do. Sticking out his sleeve, I wanted to wipe it for him. As soon as he stretched it out, he subconsciously shrank back, he looked at the sad man anxiously, and his handsome face was a little more sad.

"Don't... Don't cry anymore. ”

His eyes lit up, he looked at the scroll in the man's hand, stretched out his hand suddenly, pulled the scroll over, tore it to pieces, and then looked up.

"You go out."

The man looked at the scraps of paper on the ground in distraction and whispered.

Minglang felt a little more regretful in his heart, he looked at the piece of paper on the ground, and said, "I've been drawing for a long time, just like you said, Sister A's eyes are very good." ”

The man closed his eyes and did not speak again.

"I....I know, you're waiting for her, but this is the Red River, how could she come?"

"Cloud Hall is too noisy, I don't like it here."

"Teacher, I... When are you leaving? ”

"Will Sister come and pick us up?"

The young man muttered to himself, looking sad, and seeing that the man had always ignored him, he finally turned around and quietly left the secret room.

………

…

Above the cloud hall, Jiang Xuan led thousands of iron horsemen straight to the palace gate, all the way to the wind and dust, his high erected ink hair fluttered in the wind, and he was handsome and unparalleled.

Outside the hall, there were many maids with their heads on their heads, looking at the heroic appearance of the chief of the guard, and they longed to get on his horse, and never came down again.

At the gate of the hall, more than a dozen subordinate officials were wandering, and the expressions on their faces were troubled.

Jiang Xuan walked by and asked casually, "What happened over there?" ”

A soldier stepped forward and whispered, "Commander Jiang, do you know that there are many people of the old clan in the Nanhe, the Great Wilderness, and Xiling today. ”

"The Old Clan?" Jiang Xuan tilted his head and asked, "Didn't they already leave the Red River?" How did it come at this time? ”

The soldier also frowned, and replied respectfully, "This subordinate doesn't know." ”

Jiang Xuan frowned, clamped the horse's back, and continued to gallop forward.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the palace, and several subordinate officials waiting at the gate of the palace were discussing.

"That's the Jiang Commander of the Cloud Palace, he left this time, but for the sake of the new saint in Nanhe?"

"The holy daughter of the Baihua clan, who knows whether it is true or not, but someone from the Sect Elders Association has already checked it a few days ago, and I am afraid that the results will come out today."

"What if it comes out? It's just the people of the old clan, and they don't know if the bloodline is correct or not! ”

"Yes."

"Don't say it, I'm here today just to summon the princes to go to the Yehua Palace, so don't delay here."

Jiang Xuan went all the way to the south, and after leaving the Cloud Palace, the horse under his feet had a pair of wings and began to fly to the sky, and he sat on horseback, like a god.

This time, I also listened to the edict of the Elder Association and went to Nanhe.

The handsome horse galloped, but in more than half an hour, it had already arrived at the border of the Nanhe River.

At the border, there is a beautiful girl with long dark green hair and staring eyes.

Jiang Xuan was stunned, and then dismounted.

"But the head of the Cloud Palace's personal guard, Jiang Xuan?"

The woman asked softly, and walked barefoot, curling.

Jiang Xuan frowned, and said in his heart that this woman's face was tight, which made him involuntarily a little vigilant.

"You are?"

"Elder Xu of the Sect Elders Association ordered me to follow you to the Cloud Palace." The woman smiled slightly, took out a token from her arms, and wrote a big sect character on it, Jiang Xuan was stunned, and asked, "Which line of crown prince are you?" ”

The woman's smile did not decrease, "Bai Hua clan." ”

Jiang Xuan was puzzled, "But Nanhe County Baihua?" ”

"Nature."

Jiang Xuan looked at her quietly, with a little coldness in his eyes.

The young mandarin duck walked over, her skin was like snow and her blue eyes were like water, and she looked at it leisurely.

"Don't doubt my identity, since the sect elder will hand over the token to me, what are you afraid of?" Shao Yuan looked at the young chief of the guard, and the corners of his lips were a little more smiling.

I can't imagine that today's demon clan is so declining.

With a small imprison technique, she can take down an elder of the Sect Elders' Association!

Shao Yuan pinched the wooden card in his hand, looked at Jiang Xuan with a deep smile, and asked, "Could it be that you don't even obey the orders of the Sect Elders?" ”

Jiang Xuan looked at her, suddenly smiled, pointed to the handsome horse behind him, and said, "Please get on the horse!" ”

Shao Yuan lowered her head and slowly walked to the empty horse at the rear, and at such a short distance, dozens of eyes pierced her like sharp swords. (To be continued......)

PS: Pirated pro, you're so fast (pouting)