"Lord Wang." The book stood respectfully in front of the table.

Rong Yixuan had just gotten off the court, and before he had changed his clothes, he locked himself in the study in a very bad mood.

There was another dispute with Cheng Qingsu above the court, and this time it was subdivided into the Caohe River to transport grain, which was a headache.

Yu Wang became more and more arrogant in collecting money, and this time he hit the idea of winter sacrifice utensils, and the emperor turned a blind eye. Fortunately, the gold leaf cups and bowls of the winter festival were very boring, and Yu Wang returned them intact.

But his Rong Yixuan's face couldn't be hung up.

In the study, his pen hand did not write a word for a long time.

"Say it." When he spoke, his handsome angular face was as cold as frost for a long time.

And Shuyan has long been numb on his feet.

"Back to the master, the emperor said, I heard that Su Ruoyun, the daughter of the late scholar Su Xi, is seventeen years old, has a good appearance, and the winter festival ceremony, Su Ruoyun entered the palace to pay homage, and walked with the sedan chair of Prince Rong's mansion, there must be no mistake." Shuyan finished in one breath.

Rong Yixuan's face darkened again, and then it became clear: "Who came to announce it?." ”

"Father-in-law Chang." Shuyan answered truthfully.

"Chang Dexuan, then you can't be wrong." Rong Yixuan sneered playfully and brushed his pen, "The emperor should also have a move." ”

Shuyan openly brought a sedan chair to pick up people from the city, and it was too easy for the affairs of the palace to reach the emperor's ears.

"But the prince, then Su Ruoyun is the person that Cheng Wangfu pays attention to......" Shuyan reminded carefully.

Rong Yixuan stood up and looked at him with extremely sharp eyes: "The people that Cheng Wangfu pays attention to, this king will bring it to the emperor, I don't know if Cheng Qingsu can have the kung fu to quarrel with this king again." ”

Shuyan bowed his head and was silent.

She had a hard time in Chu Mansion for three years, and the prince drank tea with her again, rescued her from falling into the water, and visited her after illness.

But Miss Su behaved decently and befriended the county lord, and the prince personally rescued her, wanting to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, how can the prince regret it......

Seeing him hesitate, Rong Yixuan couldn't help but sneer: "That Su Ruoyun has been raised by Su Xi in the boudoir since she was a child. I am afraid that Su Xi never told her about it, and there are no reliable relatives in Beijing, so it doesn't hurt for this king to stay as an ordinary woman, but since the imperial brother has opened his mouth and sent a holy decree, how dare this king disobey. ”

He bit the "dare not obey".

casually mentioned the matter of taxation in the backyard that day, although she didn't say anything endlessly, but she directly pointed out the opinion that he and Cheng Qingsu could compete for most of the day. Her talent for acupuncture is as keen and open-minded as Su Xi.

She was grateful to him, and she probably fell in love with his kindness, but how could he not understand the truth of having no regrets.

"Can you find the person who broke into the palace that day?" He asked suddenly.

Shuyan showed a look of embarrassment: "I haven't found it, I'm afraid that the martial arts are extremely strong and can avoid everyone's eyes and ears." ”

"Or are you proficient in magic, and you don't even care about this king?" Rong Yixuan frowned, thinking and guessing a little uneasy.

Shuyan was so frightened that he stood there for a while at a loss: "What does the prince mean, but what does Zhao Wuyang priest?" "Is there anyone else in the world who is proficient in magic?

Rong Yixuan lightly swept Shuyan's panicked look: "Four palaces with different surnames are capable of producing people. "If there is such a big movement as Cheng Qinghe, I'm afraid it's the worst.

"But no one has dared to verify it so far." Shuyan replied simply, as if he had mentioned something taboo that could not be touched.

Rong Yixuan raised his eyebrows, and his displeasure became even worse: "In terms of the overall situation, these people are still Tianyi's benefactors, and this king should be glad that they are not openly enemies of this king?" ”

just to keep his imperial brother's country from being touched by anyone, including him.

Shuyan lowered his head, and suddenly remembered something and clenched his fists, "Lord Wang, Lord Wang of the Gyeonggi Garrison Office has come to report that the Qingping Sect members seem to have the possibility of infiltrating the capital, and the winter festival is approaching, so it is good for the prince to be prepared." ”

"Got it." He was sullen, paced around a few laps on his back, and sighed heavily: "How is Su Ruoyun lately?" ”

Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Back to the prince, Miss Su is just studying behind closed doors." ”

In the courtyard, Ruoyun sat in the patio wrapped in a brown cloak and wrote, the sun rose three poles, and the sunlight shone through the only plane tree in the courtyard, mottled and fell on her increasingly ruddy face. She didn't think about it, and stopped from time to time to bite the pen and deliberate.

The books next to her were piled up two feet high, seven or eight stacks, and when she took Xiaohong to borrow them, Lord Rongying sent the book pavilion to her, and she excused herself left and right to see that hundreds of books were being transported, and she was overwhelmed as soon as she bowed her head.

When the yellow leaves fell all over the ground, her words were written on several pages. When I stood up and relaxed, I felt dizzy.

It's not as good as when she used to chant poems and paint in Su Mansion all day long, she hasn't touched the pen and ink in the past three years, how much energy has been spent writing these pages, not to mention, sometimes a wrong idea has to be torn off and restarted.

"Miss! Miss! Oh no! Xiaohong rushed from afar.

When he came to her, he looked at her as if he had lost his soul: "Miss! Something is wrong! I heard that the emperor's winter festival announced that the young lady went with him? When did the emperor meet Miss? What is the emperor going to do...... Hmmm......"

"Don't want to die?" Ruoyun covered her mouth and frightened, "I already knew that the words were passed on." ”

"Huh?" Xiaohong broke away, dumbfounded, "Miss, do you know?" Why are you so ...... So ......" She glanced at it, Ruoyun wrote more things today than yesterday, and her expression was indifferent as if nothing had happened.

"So it doesn't matter?" Ruoyun looked at her and stretched out her hand to straighten her messy forehead, "The emperor wants to announce it, who dares to stop it?" ”

"But...... In case of...... Emperor...... That ......" Xiaohong stammered, not knowing what to say at all. Xin Yiheng gritted his teeth and said: "In case the emperor is bored to take a fancy to Miss, what should Prince Rong do......"

"No case, the emperor has never seen it." Ruoyun glared at her.

"But...... But the prince ......, "Xiaohong is still unwilling.

Ruoyun glared again: "What is the prince, there is that time, resisting the decree is a capital crime, and I can only resign myself to fate." When the time comes, you might as well worry about your young lady and me, will I be beaten into the cold palace? ”

"This ...... I...... Miss ......" Xiaohong was stunned by this turn, and her head couldn't turn for a while.

Ruoyun looked at her like this, and suddenly smiled: "Xiaohong, don't worry, this winter festival is for dignitaries and family members to participate, there are a lot of people, you are too worried." ”

Xiaohong listened, and finally suddenly realized: "I see...... Just now, it scared the hell out of me......" she patted her heart.

Ruoyun smiled, and gently picked up the paper that had just been written, the handwriting has grown a lot compared to a few days ago, and it will be back to the same after a few more days.

"Miss, what are you writing these days?" Xiaohong leaned over curiously.

"You're going to read it?" Ruoyun generously sent it to her.

Xiaohong stepped back and smirked: "Miss, you know that I am not good at learning, this is not deliberately embarrassing Xiaohong." ”

"That's not the end of it." Ruoyun pulled her hand and smiled very comfortably, "Why don't you help me get some sweet soup?" ”

"Yes, yes, let's go." Xiaohong wanted to leave, but suddenly rolled her eyes and said, "Could it be that Miss Fei wrote lovesick words?" After saying that, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and ran.

"You ......" Ruoyun bit her lip, angry and funny, before she raised her hand and wanted to pretend to chase her, but stopped when she saw Xiaohong running to the courtyard gate.

Rong Yixuan, dressed in a lake-blue brocade gown, was looking at her intently.

"The prince forgives the sin." Xiaohong hurriedly saluted.

Rong Yixuan came for a long time, only to see her master and servant talking and trying to make a sound, but saw that she was not as polite and gentle as usual, and she could smile so really and comfortably under this relaxation, reflecting the sunshine, like beautiful glass in autumn.

He was attracted by this dazzling sight, and it wasn't until Xiaohong saluted that he coughed awkwardly: "No courtesy." ”

"Thank you, Xiaohong is retiring." The girl left as if she had escaped.

Ruoyun still raised her hand, not knowing what to do, and waited for him to get closer before hurriedly bowing over: "The prince forgives the sin, just playing." ”

"Don't panic, girl." Seeing that she didn't have a talented smile, Rong Yixuan's face darkened slightly, and his eyes fell on the table: "Ying'er said that you are writing good words and good poems, this king has been busy for a long time, and he has not met friends to write poems for many months, is this king lucky to see the girl's poems?" ”

"No." Ruoyun rushed out without thinking about it, almost snatched all the paper manuscripts and hid them behind her, "This is all a little fight in the girl's family, and it can't be put on the stage, how dare you let the prince laugh." ”

"This king will not laugh at him." Rong Yixuan's tone was very solemn.

Ruoyun saw that he was in a good mood, his thin lips were smiling, and his facial features were soft, and his cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly, looking at his torch-like gaze, and obediently handed over a page.

He took it, and saw the tall and beautiful handwriting that read:

"Frost goes to flowers without tears,

Autumn leaves,

Falling snow covers a thousand snows,

Stay is a lover. ”

There are only two crosses, it is really a casual playful poem, Rong Yixuan bowed his head slightly, and handed it back: "I don't know if this king has a lover?" ”

Her hand on the paper trembled violently, biting her lip and not daring to look at him: "The prince is still laughing at Ruoyun." ”

"This autumn day is cool, the snow is still early, the girl should not be pessimistic." Rong Yixuan put away Fang Cai's joke, felt something from his sleeve and handed it to her.

She took it, and it was a woodcut token, and the eagle with its wings flapping above it was as high as his straight figure.

Seeing her doubts, he explained: "The first day of the first month of November is the royal winter festival, which lasts for five days, and then there will be folk ancestor worship, and the number of people coming and going to the palace will definitely increase. At the end of the month, the king is also very busy and can't get out, maybe he won't show up until after the winter festival. The girl is holding a token, and if there is any inconvenience, you can solve the siege. ”

"Tokens are valuable?" Ruoyun clenched suddenly, a blazing heat swept across her chest, looking at his gaze, her heart was about to jump out.

Rong Yixuan looked at her confused eyes, and slowly bowed his head: "Shuyan and the old housekeeper also have their own orders, so the girl is good to take it and return it to the king after the winter sacrifice." ”

Important things, just because it was convenient for her, so I came in person.

She bit her lip, endured the sourness in her heart, and nodded with a smile: "If Yunding hands it back to the prince with his own hands, please don't forget to rest." ”

Rong Yixuan happily agreed, then took his leave, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and suddenly stopped:

"The emperor summoned her, the girl is a smart person, be careful in everything."

Watching him leave, Ruoyun sat down abruptly, carefully put away the token, and then put the stack of papers in his hand back on the table.

Except for the playful poem, the rest are neat and dense small letters.

"The prince actually did it on purpose......," she burst into tears in a daze, and chuckled, "Spring turns into green mud, and you can't stay after all......"

"Miss...... Warm up with some sweet soup. Xiaohong came in with a porcelain bowl, and when she saw her crying, she only asked timidly, for fear that she would be disturbed by saying the wrong thing.

Ruoyun hurriedly wiped her tears, her heart seemed to be hollowed out, and she was unconsciously cold.

I took the bowl with my hand, and no matter what was inside, I ate it with chewing wax, and when I saw the bottom of the bowl, I suddenly realized that I didn't remember what I swallowed.

Turning his head to look at Xiaohong's eyes wide in surprise, he couldn't help frowning: "Am I strange?" ”

"Little ...... Sister ......" Xiaohong was still stunned when she took the bowl, as if she had figured out a very complicated problem, and suddenly said: "Miss, it turns out that this is called swallowing dates!" ”

She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she ate dates and didn't spit out the dates......

And Xiaohong had already seen some big joke and laughed back and forth.

"Ghost girl." Ruoyun said angrily, her mood was indeed better.

Xiaohong stuck out her tongue: "Miss spare your life!" I'm still holding a porcelain bowl! ”

Ruoyun saw her retreat with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh and shake her head.

With this girl here, I feel braver.

She is her family and always will be.

Catching a glimpse of neatly folded new clothes on the table in the inner hall from afar, she exhaled with her eyes flickering.

Winter sacrifice, since it is the emperor's edict, you can only face it if you can't escape.

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