"Say it." Rongjin returned to the bedroom and waved away the subordinates, and only she and Walnut were left in the room at this time. The weather in the fifth month of the lunar calendar is the hotstest, and Shen Yanzhi has already ordered someone to put a lot of ice cubes in the room to cool down.

Walnut twisted the handkerchief in her hand, her face hesitant. In the end, he gritted his teeth and took out a crumpled note from his waist. "This morning, the five princes' guards pepper was handed over to me, please be sure to hand it over to the young lady."

Rong Jin's face sank when he heard this, and he took the small note from Walnut's hand. It was his handwriting, on which a few words were written vigorously: "The moon falls in the West Building, Pan Qingzhi." Signed: Jin. ”

Pan Qing to, Pan Qing to! After two years, now that you have a woman and a husband, what is the point of meeting you?! Rong Jin unconsciously clenched the note, frowned, and said coldly: "Don't have any intersection with the people of the Five Princes in the future." You go out first, I want to be quiet. ”

Walnut looked at Rongjin worriedly, didn't dare to say anything more, and said yes and retreated.

The light in the room was a little dim, and Rongjin fell into deep memories. The fifth prince, Song Jin, is the only son of her aunt and concubine. When she was a child, her mother often took her into the palace, and she became acquainted with Song and Jin. Song Jin is five years older than her, with outstanding appearance and a flamboyant temperament, unlike other princes who hold a shelf. Song Jin often took Rong Jin to dig out the bird's nest on the tree and go down to the pond to catch the king, Rong Jin has liked this cousin since he was a child.

Later, when did the relationship between the two start to change? When she was fifteen years old, she told her cousin Jin that she had heard that there was a sacred tree on the top of Mount Mochizuki, and the wish she made there was particularly fulfilling. She wanted to go to Mount Mochizuki on the day of the Shangyuan Festival to make a wish to put a sky lantern, so that she would be closer to her mother, and maybe her mother would be able to see her. Cousin Jin, as usual, flicked her forehead dotingly, "That day, you sneaked out and walked to the west of the city, and there was a pavilion not far from the city gate, and the pavilion was engraved with the word West Building, and I was waiting for you there." ”

Unexpectedly, that day, the two did not put it into a sky lantern, but watched the moon in the cave all night. Rong Jin and Song Jin both sneaked out without attendants, and both of them had martial arts, so they rode to Wangyue Mountain.

When night falls, the moon rises on the willows, and the shadows of the trees sway. Taking advantage of the moonlight, the two of them had reached the halfway slope of Mochizuki Mountain. Suddenly, there was a sound of rustling, Rong Jin and Song Jin glanced at each other tacitly, and clenched the sword in their hands. A burst of sword qi hit the two of them in the back, Rong Jin turned around neatly, kicked off the opponent's weapon, and the sword in his hand hit the opponent's life. The attackers were supposed to be mountain bandits, all of whom wore gray scarves and coarse dark clothes, and were not very well-dressed. After a few rounds, both Rong Jin and Song Jin knocked down a lot. The opponent's martial arts are not high, and the victory lies in the number of people, and if they continue to fight like this, the physical strength of the two will definitely be unbearable.

Song Jin quickly came to Rongjin's side and took Rongjin's hand. "Ah Jin, run north."

Rong Jin kicked away a thief and ran desperately with Song Jin. In front of you are unfathomable cliffs, and behind you are pursuers. "Ah Jin, don't be afraid, there is a cave next to this cliff, you just need to hold me tight for a while." Song Jin immediately picked up Rong Jin and flew down, disappearing in the night.

Rong Jin clung to Song Jin's chest, only listening to the whirring of the wind in his ears and the creaking of branches against his skin. "Bang!" The two fell in the cave, and Rongjin was held in Song Jin's arms unharmed.

Rong Jin heard Song Jin's low cough, and there was no movement. "Cousin Jin! Cousin Jin! A gust of wind passed, the smell of blood came to his nose, Rong Jin's heart was cold, and his hand tried to grope gently on Song Jin's body, only to feel that everywhere he went, it was sticky and wet, and his voice was crying: "Cousin, cousin!" Don't scare me! ”

Rong Jin was just a fifteen-year-old girl, and she had long been stunned by what had happened today. The brain made up for the severity of Song Jin's injuries, and even thought that Song Jin might die like this, the more he cried, the more sad he became, and the louder he cried.

Suddenly, a hand covered her mouth, "Grandma, are you trying to lure the people above down?" ”

Rong Jin was overjoyed to see that Song Jin was not dead, and plunged into his arms and hugged him tightly. I couldn't hold back my tears for a while, and I sobbed: "You scared me to death!" If you, if you die, I don't know what to do. Woooooo ”

Song Jin only felt that her chest was hot and moist, and it was her tears. The corners of his mouth curled, and he teased: "Are you so worried about me?" Otherwise, you would marry me. ”

Rong Jin looked at him with his mouth wide open, marry him?! Rong Jin had never thought about this problem, she only knew that Cousin Jin was very important to her, an indispensable part of her life, and if he suddenly disappeared from her life, she didn't know what would happen to her.

Song Jin looked at Rong Jin's stunned appearance and couldn't help laughing. Reached out and touched her head, "Ah Jin, look, are we childhood sweethearts?" ”

Rongjin nodded.

"Has your cousin been good to you since you were a child?"

Rong Jin nodded again, Cousin Jin didn't have to say anything to her since she was a child, knowing that she liked to dance with knives and guns, she persuaded her father to find her a master to practice martial arts, and also took great pains to tailor a soft sword for her. The bad things that the two of them do, most of the bad ideas are from her, as long as her father catches the bag, Cousin Jin always carries it alone; I often send her all kinds of gadgets to coax her...

"Then you and I know each other, don't we smell the same? If you marry me, your father will be relieved! ”

"Huh? What a stench! That's called like-mindedness! Rong Jin hurriedly retorted.

"Ah Jin, can you grasp the key points, grasp the key points! The point is to marry me! ”

Rong Jin blushed and snorted: "How can anyone propose so casually!" ”

"Then if I don't be so casual, will you promise me?"

"I didn't say that!"

"Then when I go back, I begged my father to give us two marriages, and then you will have to marry if you don't marry!"

"You're forcibly marrying a folk girl!"

"Teasing you! How can I force you to do anything? When I go back, I will definitely find the most conspicuous place in the imperial capital, cover you with flowers, formally propose to you, let the whole imperial capital witness for us, and I will make you come to me willingly. The moonlight shone softly on Song Jin's face, and the radiant look on his face was firmly imprinted in Rongjin's heart, because she had not seen it again for many years after tonight.

On the top of the mountain, a man stands with his hands in his hands. "My lord, presumably these two people will not survive if they fall off the cliff."

"Definitely?!" The man struck quickly and hard, giving the speaker a resounding slap. "If you live to see people, you must see corpses when you die! The corpse didn't even look at you, and you told me it must be?! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, please show me." The beaten man covered his face with his right hand, but he resigned.

"Withdraw! It's okay if you're not dead. The leading man threw a token into the woods and ordered everyone to retreat.