In an instant, Rong Tian's nerves tensed.

Rong Tian couldn't see their appearance clearly, only felt that there were a few people, tall, but fast. He unconsciously associated these people with the people of Ulan.

In the Ulan Kingdom, the first person to turn his gaze into a thorn in his side was the eldest prince.

When calling on the nobles to learn Sinology, the eldest prince not only did not focus on Sinology, but secretly played with right and wrong, plucked other tribal leaders, and framed the new Khan's appreciation and favor, saying that he united with the merchants of the Central Plains and privately traded the rations of the clansmen.

It is a fact that Rong Tian is close to the merchants of the Central Plains, and he has indeed received gifts from the merchants of the Central Plains, but it is only a thank you gift he received for his enthusiasm to help them trade with the people of Wulan, and it is definitely not exchanged for the things of the clansmen.

In order to prevent Rong Tian from turning over, the eldest prince fabricated perjury, and when he went to court, no one from the whole of the dignified Wulan Kingdom stood on Rong Tian's side to speak for him.

Among them, there were many clansmen who believed that he was unknown according to the shaman's words, old people who opposed the new Khan's pro-Han people, and courtiers who were jealous of Rong Tan's re-use by the new Khan, all of whom were eager to make him disappear.

Rong Tian was angry, so he asked the new khan to resign, saying that he wanted to come to the Central Plains to learn Han culture, and the new khan naturally could not let Rong Tan die, and at the same time could not prove his innocence, thinking that his temporary departure might be the best decision, so he agreed.

So, Rong Tian left Ulan alone without hesitation.

If the new khan wants to implement Han politics, he must have a warrior like Rong Tian to be at the forefront of opposition and accept all kinds of insults and plots for him in order to save himself.

Rong Tian didn't understand the new Khan's wishful thinking, he just hoped that he would no longer be alone, even if there was only one person, it would be good if there was one person on his side, and the new Khan also disappointed him.

What Rong Tian didn't expect was that his move made the eldest prince confirm Rong Tian's reputation as "absconding in fear of crime", and the eldest prince actually asked the Khan to kill Rong Tian with righteous words.

Although he did not get the permission of the new khan, of course, the eldest prince could not give up such a golden opportunity, as long as Rong Tian died in the Central Plains, he could push things clean, and then splash this basin of dirty water on a Han people, and also find a reason to resist the Han nation, and revive the Ulan culture from then on.

It's a lot to kill.

So there was a scene where Rong Tian was injured, fainted in the cave, and was found by Yi Xue.

Rong Tian jumped into the Bianhe River at that time, the Ulan people don't know how to use water, maybe the clansmen thought he was dead, so they took it away, Rong Tian also met Yi Xue and Wei Shuo, and spent a leisurely time in the bookstore.

There is no suspicion and suspicion in the bookstore, as long as he wants to learn, someone is willing to teach, as long as he doesn't understand, he can ask, he doesn't need to be afraid of being ridiculed, he doesn't need to hide intentionally, he can laugh when he is happy, he can cry when he is sad, and he doesn't have to hide it.

He used to hate himself very much, and even more so his eyes.

Because everyone who sees his eyes will avoid it.

In addition to Grandma Iji, who took care of him as a child.

And now, there's the snow.

The murderous aura in the shadows gradually became solemn, and Rong Tian took a deep breath, it was his, and he couldn't escape after all.

He looked at the snow next to him, and the sky lanterns reflected in the eyes of the snow, and he looked even more star-studded, and his face was full of happy smiles in the firelight. Rong Tian also noticed the change in the snow, as if after the lotus picking festival, the snow seemed to have let go of something, and lived more freely and comfortably.

He can't let his sister Xi because he is in a desperate situation, and Sister Xi just needs to laugh like this all the time.

Rong swore secretly, but he couldn't help but have a sad look on his face, and he clenched the bone flute on his chest tightly.

Yi Xue is looking at the sky lantern, and Rong Tian is looking at Yi Xue.

Rong Tian just wants to take one more look now, even if it's just one more look.

And Sima Cheng also stood in the dark not far away, and saw Yi Xue and Rong Tian from a distance, and his eyes seemed to be even heavier.

The sky lanterns gradually disappeared into the night, and the Qixi Night Market ended successfully.

Yi Xue also realized that she was going home, she turned her head and found that Rong Tian was looking at her, she couldn't help but touch her face, could it be that the writing ink had just been stained on her face? 、

When the crowd dispersed, it was the time when the black shadow made a move, and there was not much time left for Rong Tian, so he put on a relaxed appearance as much as possible, smiled and took off the bone flute around his neck, and hung it on Yi Xue's neck.

Yi Xue knew that this flute was of great significance to Rong Tian, so she hurriedly stopped him, but Rong Tian refused to let him, saying:

"Take Sister Xi, I don't need it anymore."

Yi Xue was puzzled, but in the end, she couldn't resist Rong Tian, so she simply took out the porcelain flute she had just bought and said:

"I can't take your stuff for nothing, just when we exchange."

Rong Tian didn't expect that Yi Xue would buy a porcelain flute for him, and a warmth welled up in his heart, but the sadness in his heart seemed to be poured back in an instant, and the two emotions were intertwined, stirring Rong Tian's heart.

He pinched the porcelain flute, and at the same time made up his mind.

"Sister Xi, I'm going home." Rong Leaned on the stone bridge, he didn't dare to look at the snow, so he had to look at the lonely moon from a distance.

Yi Xue was still happily playing with Rong Tian's bone flute, and after listening to his words, the movements in her hands immediately stopped, and she looked at Rong Tian in disbelief, then smiled, pushed Rong Tian, and said:

"Rong Tian, you lie to me."

Rong Tian didn't move, and Ji Xue's hand stopped in mid-air, and a bad premonition came like a mountain of mountains.

"Why?" Yi Xue stared at Rong Tian and asked.

Rong Tian pretended to smile easily, stretched his waist, and stood up, he was already half a head above Yi Xue, against the light, Yi Xue couldn't see Rong Tian's face clearly.

"I just miss my mother, I've been out there for so long, it's time to go back." Rong tilted his head and replied lightly.

Maybe for this reason, there is no way to stop it. She was very reluctant in her heart, pinched her fingers crampedly, and said, "That...... Will you ever come back? ”

"Hmm...... I don't know, probably not. Rong Tian didn't know whether his departure was a blessing or a curse, but he didn't want to leave a thought for Yi Xue, because he knew that it was better to cut off the hope to despair earlier.

When Yi Xue heard this, she felt that tears were falling immediately, and she quickly raised her head, biting her lip, trying not to let the tears fall.

Rong Tian is so light and light, how can she be full of sadness.

It's good to go home after all.

The two were silent, just as they had been when they first met.

Suddenly, Rong Tian said coldly:

"Sister Hee won't forget me."

At this time, Yi Xue's mood gradually stabilized. For Rong Tian's question, Yi Xue suddenly felt very funny, and reached out to touch his head, just like when she was a child to comfort her younger brother Sima Ji, Yi Xue often did this, and when she wanted to do this a few times before, she was afraid that she would use Rong Tian as Sima Ji's stand-in, so her hand often stopped in mid-air.

Today is the last time, and Yi Xue has already regarded Rong Tian as her younger brother, which has nothing to do with Sima Ji.

"No, Sister Xi will always think of you, and when she sees the bone flute, she will think of you." Yi Xue said comfortingly.

"Well, that's good, I will also take this porcelain flute with me every day, and seeing the flute is like seeing people." Rong Tian's words were full of joy.

Seeing the corners of Rong tilt's mouth, Yi Xue couldn't help the fog in her eyes again, and her eyes looked brighter under the light of the bright moon.

Yi Xue stepped forward, hugged him gently, patted him on the back, and said in her mouth:

"When you go home, listen to your mother's words ......".

In fact, Yi Xue still had a lot of things to say to him, but because he was choked, he couldn't speak clearly.