The majestic Luoyang City, high-rise buildings and thick walls, heavy guards, cold air, classical nine-eaves mountain-style shape, three-story building towering, very majestic and majestic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the setting sun, the eastern capital was lying there like a fierce beast, looking at the cold city wall stretching into the distance, as if the dragon was horizontal.

"Luoyang, I'm here again." Luo Zhaoyun sat on horseback, and sighed in his heart, this city was still built by him, Yang Su, and Yu Wenkai, Yang Su had already died, but he didn't live in Luoyang City for long, and he was basically fighting outside.

On the way, Empress Xiao had already talked to Luo Zhaoyun about Ruyi's situation, and when she learned that he was ambushed and his whereabouts were unknown, she was overly sad, contracted a serious illness, her physique was getting weaker and weaker, she was very haggard, and she was no longer the smart little princess.

Hearing this, Luo Zhaoyun felt as if he was grabbed in his heart, and secretly sighed at this stupid girl!

After he didn't die, he hesitated for a long time, and in order to hide the news that he was still alive, he only notified Xiao Yiyi's second daughter and his father, and the rest of the people were hidden, including Ruyi, of course.

Because once Ruyi knows, her father and queen mother will know, then what he is hiding is like an ostrich stuck in a sand pit, and it doesn't make any sense.

Therefore, Luo Zhaoyun was ruthless and did not send someone into the palace to spread the news, and Princess Ruyi naturally did not know whether he was alive or dead.

On the other hand, Luo Zhaoyun's feelings for Ruyi are not so deep, because the two are more separated and less together, he has been fighting outside, and he also has confidants around him, so he can't talk about Ruyi much, and he can't extricate himself from love in the depths.

But when he heard that Empress Xiao told Ruyi's situation and physical condition in the past year, Luo Zhaoyun's eyes were moist, his heart was guilty, and there was a kind of pity and love.

This is a good girl, she is not contaminated with the cold-blooded and ruthless habits of the royal family, nor is she as rude and willful as the princess of the royal family, she has been so deeply affectionate for him, so she has waited for so many years, especially when she heard that she faced the coercion of the saint and chose another marriage, she would rather choose to accompany the Buddha for the rest of her life, and become a monk to protect her name, rather than marry someone else, Luo Zhaoyun felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and it was time to make up for this relationship.

Entering Luoyang's Dingding Street, Luo Zhaoyun couldn't wait to see Ruyi, when he was in Taiyuan, he had already sent someone to send the news, but his mood at this time was extremely complicated, he wanted to hold the beauty in person, hug Ruyi's body, and say to her: I love you, let you wait.

However, according to the rules of the imperial court, His Majesty has just returned to the palace and has to accept the worship of hundreds of officials, and outsiders are not allowed to enter the harem and disturb the rest of the pen.

But Luo Zhaoyun has made a lot of contributions, and with the special approval of Queen Xiao, he held the special waist card given by the royal family to the minister to enter and leave the palace, and went directly to see Ruyi.

Along the way, Luo Zhaoyun showed his waist card and inquired about Princess Ruyi's whereabouts, and a palace maid told him that Ruyi was in Furong Garden at this time.

Luo Zhaoyun walked over, passed through the moon-shaped arch, entered the garden, the first thing that caught his eye was the hibiscus flowers in the courtyard, colorful and falling flowers everywhere, hibiscus flowers in October, it was the season of blooming, all kinds of colors, red, yellow, white, blue and purple, all kinds of petals were blown by the wind, and the rain of flowers was swaying and fluttering in the air.

Among the flying flowers, there stood a shadow, Shuanghua was old, slender, and stretched out his hand as if he was touching the hibiscus petals floating in the wind.

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless. The spring silkworm is dead, and the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry...... "Ruyi recited an untitled poem in Luo Cheng's poetry collection, the whole person is like a melancholy talented girl, how can there be the majesty and nobility that a royal princess should have?

"Ruyi ......" Luo Zhaoyun called lightly, took two steps forward, and stood still, because the other party had already turned around, and when his eyes came, his whole body trembled, and his legs did not obey the call, as if he weighed more than a thousand catties, and it was difficult to move.

Princess Ruyi heard the familiar and unfamiliar voice, how many times did she meet in her dreams, her delicate body trembled, and she slowly turned around, revealing a slender and beautiful cheek.

She's lost weight!

Thin and slender, with a pointed chin, big eyes, as if there is no one or two extra fat on the body, Tingting is jade, her hair is flying lightly, her skin is snow-white, her eyebrows are picturesque, her eyes are like water, the moment she sees him, two lines of tears are rolling and dripping, and her eyebrows are slightly frowned, as if there is infinite grievance.

Her body trembled slightly, her lips twitched a few times, and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word, and tears were pouring down, like jade beads with broken threads, constantly collapsing.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

"Wow-" Finally, Ruyi couldn't help it, didn't speak, and cried directly, as if to tell endless grievances.

"Ruyi!" Luo Zhaoyun's heart ached, as if a hand was holding his heart and clenching it hard.

He no longer cared about the forbidden place of the palace and any royal etiquette, he rushed over directly, hugged Ruyi, and then made a big rotation of three hundred and sixty degrees.

Ruyi's body swirled lightly, and the skirt embroidered with gold silk flowers spread out like a cloud, gorgeous and colorful.

Luo Zhaoyun hugged the beauty, and then leaned slightly, Ruyi's body lay on his back, the two stared at each other face to face, hugged each other's arms, and the flowers were flying in the air, lingering around the two.

That kind of scene is picturesque, romantic and poetic.

"Zhaoyun, are you back?" Ruyi stopped crying and asked with a choked voice.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, hugged her emaciated body tightly, tears rolled in her eyes, and she kept blaming herself and sighed: "It's me who came back, I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

"It's good to be back, I'm afraid, I'll never see my man again." Princess Ruyi said very sadly.

"No, I'm blessed with a great life, and there is such an infatuated beauty like you waiting to marry me, how can I have a short life?" Luo Zhaoyun said jokes with tears in his eyes.

"Come back this time, can you marry me, I can't wait for a moment."

"Yes, when I come back, I will marry you, and in the future, you will be my woman and the daughter-in-law of my Luo family!" At this moment, Luo Zhaoyun said willingly, he wanted to marry the princess and go home, and he was going to fuck the pain of lovesickness, it was too tormenting.