"Childe, the room is ready." Yi Cheng came down from the upstairs with a smile on his face and greeted Xuan.

"Let's go." Xuan called a lotus song, and naturally took a step towards her, but suddenly stopped, and just turned around and asked him to lead the way.

He Ge stopped for a while and silently followed.

The two of them were next to each other, and He Ge thanked him and went into the house, and the lights in the room soon went off.

"Come here." Xuan beckoned, and the post man obediently trotted in front of him.

"You command."

Xuan Mo rubbed his chin and thought for a moment before he said, "Tell your husband and cook here to be quieter, as well as the horses in the backyard, if there is a quarrel tomorrow, I will only ask you for trouble." I see? ”

Yi Cheng nodded again and again, and went downstairs with his waist bent.

Sure enough, the surroundings were quieter again, and the entrance closed the door, lay on the bed, and looked at the stars outside the window with his hands on his head.

The sky in Molan is higher than that in the Central Plains, and the stars are bigger and brighter, but Molan is far north, so it will be colder after all. He took a deep breath, his nose was filled with the smell of grass and trees, and the air here was as soft and moist as the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, warm and mild.

But he didn't like it at all.

In the dark room, the faces of the people lying on their backs on the bed sank little by little, and there was no more refreshment and warmth, and they were completely slaughtered.

Tonight's end city must be interesting.

"Knock knock." Someone is tapping lightly on the wall.

Xuan sat up suddenly, but saw that there was peace outside, and there was nothing unusual. He looked at the place where the sound came from, and it was supposed to be the wall connected to Hege's room.

"Knock knock." Three more times, it turned out that the wall was cut corners and built thinly, and you could vaguely hear Hege coughing quietly.

Xuan lay back quietly, but his expression was slightly looser than just now.

"Knock knock."

The person next door was really persistent, and when Xuan waited until she knocked on the wall again seriously and without giving up, she finally raised her hand and knocked three times in response.

"Can you hear me?" The voice of the lotus song came, and there was a little ethereal feeling through the wall.

"What's wrong?" Hyun closed his eyes, waiting for her to answer.

There was silence for a long time, so long that Xuan couldn't help but open his eyes before he heard the voice of speech again.

"Have you been to this place before?" After a pause, he said, "It can't be a deceitful black shop, right?" ”

Xuan frowned, only feeling that this question was clueless, and continued: "I heard that the old men of the post house only serve the officials of the imperial court, how can they receive us so kindly?" Hey, do you think the people here are pretending to be some Jiangyang thieves? Seeing that you are so generous, you want to leave us to extort money? ”

It turned out to be timid, and a person was cranky.

With a slight smile on the corner of Xuan's lips, he gently tapped on the wall, "If that's the case, they will definitely catch me first, so what should you do?" ”

"Me?" The sound on the other side was quieter, and there seemed to be the sound of nails roaming on the wall. "I'll go and set fire, there's a lot of horse material in that yard, and when the time comes, I'll save you!"

Save me? Saving a man from a horde of river thieves? Naive.

"No, it would be bad if they let out the smoke while we were asleep. Why don't we sleep, just talk, and they won't dare to do anything if they're interested. ”

If you don't sleep all night, the robbers are afraid?

Xuan sneered.

"Okay, then you say, the night is long, let's ...... What to talk about? ”

There was silence for a while, probably thinking about the topic, but Xuan had already thought of the question to ask—who are you? Where did it come from? Why is it associated with Zhai Ke?

However, his words began to speak, and the voice from there had come softly.

"Let's get to know each other, although we have already known each other, but we have never been officially introduced, and I only know that your name is Xuan."

"There's some truth to that." This idea coincides with my own thinking, "My name is Xuan, I am from Mo Lan, and I am from my family...... Four brothers, one sister. Su loves horses, doesn't like spicy food, and always likes to have a headache in the spring, so he often has to take a nap. What about you? ”

He Ge listened carefully, and Xuan's voice was unhurried. He is not from the Central Plains, he said his name, but he did not have a surname......

"I'm Hege, the shopkeeper of Duancheng Mingyue Library, I'm good at making some small snacks, and the embroidery is not bad, huh...... It seems to be gone. ”

"Were you born in that library? Why don't you tell me about your family? Hyun was waiting for her answer.

"I don't have any family, I don't know where my home is, I just have myself, but I got here by mistake, and I don't remember anything about the past. My life started at Mingyue Library. ”

In the darkness, there was a slight drift in Childe's eyes.

He Ge sat up, his back against the wall, his legs curled up in his arms. "It's where everything started and I met a lot of people, a lot of things, happy and unhappy, and I love it here."

The stars in the night sky twinkled slightly in the silent distance, and Xuan stretched out his hand, his slender fingers spread, like stars shaking a palm, but it was always vain.

"You weren't from the Central Plains, so what are you doing here? Mo Lan? Where's Mo Lan? He Ge listened to Xuan's movements.

It seemed to turn over, and a leisurely voice said slowly: "Mo Lan, in the north, it's far, far away from here. It is colder than the Central Plains, smaller than the Central Plains, and quieter than the Central Plains. I'm here to find someone and ask a question. ”

He wanted to ask him, after so many years, did he still feel wronged?

Through Gu Jingyan, he created an image of a deposed prince persecuted by his father, younger brother, and stepmother in Molan, and made a big fuss about the already sensitive relationship between the royal family and the kings with different surnames, and did not hesitate to create turmoil in Molan to win a chance to survive and turn over, and even provoked dissatisfaction and fighting between vassal kings, restraining the king's power, and through his remaining mother clan in the country, he lobbied around, united the forces of the local government and the court, and forced the king to kill his mother when the king's power was most restricted!

All of these are blood feuds, and if I hadn't come up with some thunderous means to suppress them, I am afraid that I would have died a thousand times or ten thousand times. The people of Moran say that they have hard hands and cold hearts, are they really born like this?

He must be killed, after all, how can a future king have such a stubborn brother alive in the world.

"You're looking for someone, you're looking for it...... Who is it? "It's not that there is no conjecture in Hege's heart, now that he hears Xuan's words, he just feels stunned, and he wants to ask but hesitates, but avoiding is not the way to solve the problem, and some words can only be countered early." Is...... What do you want to ask? ”

Who? Xuan was silent, his eyes gradually became cold, what should he call him? Prince? King Ping? Third brother? Zhai Ke? A person has so many identities, but none of them are loved, which is also a failure. How is he doing now? I guess I'm priding myself and preparing to hunt myself. But what will happen to him tomorrow?

"Why don't you speak?" Xuan didn't respond, but He Ge didn't dare to ask too much, so he had to say: "Don't fall asleep, let me tell you something, do you remember the little girl who fell into the water last time and stayed in my library all night?" ”

"Hmm." Xuan responded, and He Ge continued: "Just a few days ago, she came to me, and she was still thinking about the flower rope you took her to play, and now she can pick out a lot of tricks herself, and Baba will show you." ”

"Oh, really?" Xuan seemed to be in some interest, and his voice also had an upward arc.

"It's a pity that you weren't there at the time, and she asked me when you would go back, and I couldn't answer, but it made the little girl very sad. Oh, by the way, her name is Smoker, the smoker of incense, don't you think? The son is not me. ”

This is a sentence from the Book of Songs. The pier of the east gate, Ru Lu is in Han. Its room is far away, and its people are far away. The chestnut of the east gate, there is a practice family. Don't you think? The son is not me, that is. ”

"You also know the Book of Songs? Mo Lan also reads this? It seemed that he didn't expect him to be able to speak like this, and the people on the other side of the wall became interested and opened the conversation endlessly, "Hey, then have you read "Historical Records", "Peony Pavilion", and Song Ci?" Do you also have these poems and songs from the Central Plains? Do you use the same language and language as we do? ”

Hyun smiled and sat up, leaning his back against the wall. Why not? Could it be that Mo Lan's crown prince will be a straw bale?

"Naturally, there are all of them, but in fact, they are no different from the Central Plains people. It's just that we are still martial, which is a little different from the Central Plains to govern the world. In Molan, military merit comes first, and military generals and warriors are highly respected. So as for the rest of what you say, there is. ”

Once he opened this fresh talk, He Ge only felt that his energy was doubled, and he only wanted to listen to more interesting things that he had never heard before.

"What do the people of Mellan eat? What do you do in Melan? Is there anything special about Moranco? ”

Xuan's fingers tapped lightly on his knee, and he was seriously thinking about the answer.

"It doesn't seem to be anything special, maybe you can eat some sour and spicy food more than the Central Plains. To say special, the winter in Molan is very beautiful, it snows every year, thick snow, endless, especially quiet, but also very clean, walking in the snow for a while, you can leave winding footprints. The mountains are white, and the springs are frozen, as if the world has changed. ”

Hyun likes winter, not only because he was born in winter, but also because the happiest and simplest life happened in winter.

At that time, the mother concubine was injured because she gave birth to him, and she could no longer get pregnant, so the king made the eldest prince the crown prince, and the mother who succeeded the queen, that is, Ke, gave them a separate courtyard to live in.

When Xuan had a memory, he lived there with his mother. Mo Lan is north, and the winter is long, but with the mother concubine, every day is very happy. He would receive his mother's well-prepared food, listen to her beautiful voice, and be coquettish in her warm and generous embrace.

The king would visit them in the winter, but leave when the cold hit further, and return to the warm and lively palace to accompany the queen and her children.

But the courtyard is free in the end, and until now, he still often falls asleep on those days, when there is heavy snow outside the window, and he and his mother sit on the thick carpet and in the warm atmosphere of the stove......

"As for me...... "What does he do?" Prince? King? Still is...... He heard his own slightly teasing voice, "What do you think?" ”