Three years later.

The suburbs of Beijing.

It's the middle of summer again, and the cicadas are singing in the bitter summer, disturbing people's hearts. Hengbo searched all over the mountain house with a fan, but he didn't find Song Yansheng. She was so hot that she was sweating profusely, but Yuan Ying couldn't help but be distracted when she saw her running around, "Hey, don't run, go to the Little Lotus Water Pavilion to have a look." It's getting hotter and hotter this day, and your girl can't stand it, so it's estimated that the water will be cool. ”

When Hengbo heard this, he felt quite reasonable, and ran to the water pavilion again. Yuan Ying was propping up her horse under the scorching sun, and while stretching out her head to look, she was knocked down with a bamboo stick from her master, "Be serious." ”

Lucui Mountain is a treasure land, and there are several high-ranking people with bad tempers living in seclusion on the mountain, and Yuanying's master Pingjiangshan is one of them. She was knocked away by a stick, licked her lips, and peeked at the old man in the shade of the tree, thinking about the cup of herbal tea in his hand.

"Look at what you see, practice for another hour."

"Master, maybe let me rest, I'm very hot."

"The mind is calm and naturally cool." Pingjiangshan took a sip of tea in front of her, smacked her lips, and went to sleep again. Yuan Ying's face wrinkled when she saw it under the sun, and said in her heart: It's really not a backache to stand and talk, why don't you squat under the sun for an hour?

"I'm old, but I can't get the sun." Pingjiangshan seemed to feel something, raised his eyes and glanced at her, so frightened that Yuan Ying hurriedly raised his head and didn't dare to say more. She is a very powerful master, and she can guess a few words.

The horizontal wave ran to the water pavilion again, and really saw half a cup of tea drunk on the stone table and a fan thrown aside. Stretched out his head to look at the waterfall below, and really saw a touch of goose yellow floating above the water below.

She wiped her sweat and hummed down the stairs, running down one step at a time.

Song Yansheng's whole body sank into the water, revealing only a white and shaky face and a black head wet by the current. This pool at the bottom of the mountain is formed by the waterfall, and the water flow is naturally cool. There was little rain this summer, and the waterfall was not large, and bursts of water were falling on the water.

"Girl, when I woke up, I saw that you were gone again, and I have been looking for you for a long time, why did you come here." The sound of the transverse waves came from far and near, and Song Yansheng raised his hand and pulled a few times and swam to the shore.

"I'm not panicking." She was soaking wet, lying on the sun-scorched rocky shore with her upper body propped up, and suddenly withdrew her hand into the water, "Oops, it's scalded." There's no one here anyway, so you can come down and cool off. ”

Hengbo fanned, a little moved, and then looked at her wet clothes and dripping, shook her head, "No, I'm going into the water, but no one will take you clothes to change." ”

"Oh, Yuan Ying isn't here, I'll find her after she finishes practicing."

"Girl, the little lord has to practice for a while. Do you want to stay in the water for the first hour or two? That's not going to work. Hengbo stretched out his hand to probe the temperature of the water, it was very cold, "Don't be greedy for cold, it's not good for your body to soak for a long time." ”

Song Yan muttered, "Okay, okay, I'm coming up." She gurgled out of the water, like a white fat ball, partial and smart. Alive. Hengbo has become more and more like a little housekeeper in the past two years, seeing that she is very strict, she has to follow wherever she goes, and she is not better fooled than before. She found someone, relieved herself a little, and trotted all the way back to get clean clothes for Song Yansheng.

After Song Yansheng watched her leave, he rolled into the water again and leaned the back of his head against the stone bank.

There are many towering ancient trees in the mountain, which are naturally cooler than outside. The cicadas chirped in the trees, and she shook her feet under the water, kicking the water loudly, and she was happy. After playing for a while, she was a little tired, so she simply stood up, found a shady waterfront, and lay on her back on the soft and damp grass. When I looked up like this, I saw a blue sky in the distance. There were a few clouds floating in the sky, soft and soft like rice cakes that had just been eaten. She looked at the sky without blinking, and suddenly remembered a lot of old things.

She scratched her wet hair, closed her eyes slightly, and fell asleep without paying attention. She didn't know how long she squinted, but she felt something cool sweep over her face. At first, I thought it was Yokobo beside me, so I turned around and grabbed the thing that was moving on my face.

"Hengbo, you're messing with me again." She opened her eyes, relieved her dizziness, and her vision gradually cleared. What caught my eye was not a transverse wave, not a wind, but a turquoise tail grass with a layer of water droplets on it.

She blinked, didn't come back to her senses for a moment, grabbed the tail grass and reacted sluggishly for two seconds, then jerked up and looked up——!

"You ......"

Her words were in her throat, and she couldn't say it anymore.

On the grass by the water's edge, a person dressed in loose white, with black hair twisting and water droplets on his tail. He was on his lap, one hand still outstretched, and he thought he was using the tail grass to spoil it. Song Yansheng suddenly faced him and saw him clearly, but he was stunned for a while.

The astonishing clear phoenix eyes smiled slowly, like a thousand stars and frost, and a smile can be included in the painting. The eyebrows are the distant mountains, the lips are the rouge, and the laughter is to steal people's hearts.

He doesn't seem to have changed...... It's still the same as it used to be. Song Yansheng thought dizzily, looking at his smile, he actually felt a sense of being out of the world.

"You...... Are you real? ”

She pinched the tail grass and looked at him in a daze.

"What do you think?" His smile seemed to be about to leak out, and he reached out, "You can touch it to see if I'm real or fake." ”

Song Yansheng threw away the grass branch, took a step forward, and grabbed his hand in a daze.

The hands are cold, no warmer and more intimate than before. She seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and only when the hand slowly retracted and held her back did she look down.

Duan Xun was in a wheelchair, and he couldn't stand up.

When the facts were once again clearly revealed in front of him, Song Yansheng was still as moved as he was three years ago, and he almost couldn't stand. She sneered, silently, for a long time, looking at the legs in his wheelchair.

Three years ago, when the sun was blazing right now, this person was in a beautiful figure, wearing a dusty snow suit, and supported his arms from under the shadow of the tree, and took her from the peach tree steadily. She remembered the strength and warmth that embraced her at that time, and remembered the dark fragrance between her nose and nose.

Song Yan said softly, "Legs...... It doesn't hurt? ”

Duan Xun thought about a few things she might say at the moment, but she didn't expect this girl to ask him when he came back or how his leg hurt, she didn't ask anything, she just gently asked him if it hurt.

Duan Xun coughed and held her hand a little harder. He stretched out his other arm and whispered, "Sixth girl, if you hug me, I won't hurt." ”

Song Yansheng lowered his eyes, waved his hand and pushed his hand away, his eyebrows were closed, "You came to tease me again." She muttered in defiance, "Still like this." ”

His Royal Highness the Sixth was sorry to put down his hand, "I haven't seen you for three years, and you don't want me." ”

Three years ago, Duan Xun encountered a secret attack when he returned to Beijing and was seriously injured, and what is even worse is that the leg was hit by another quenched arrow, which immediately penetrated, and since then injured a leg, the situation was critical, and Jiangnan was in chaos, when the Yuan family's reinforcements arrived, Jingyun Yiyun killed the encirclement, but the arrow poison was deep, delaying the best time for treatment, and the leg was wasted.

The saint was heartbroken, but after the failure of the attack of the thieves, they all committed suicide, and they have not yet found out who caused the poison. While the saint was heartbroken and resentful, he angered the people in Jiangnan. The killers of this enemy attack are the forces of the rivers and lakes used, and each of them is top-notch, and Emperor Mingde first suspected the group of unscrupulous salt merchants in Yangzhou. It just so happened that the two Huai salt led them to intervene, bribes, colluded with officials, and acted recklessly without restraint, which was not a good thing, and in a fit of anger, they began to clean up from Qian Yishan, the head of the salt merchants.

Duan Xun was incurable due to a leg injury, and the imperial doctor was tied, so he went from Beijing to Nanbin to seek a famous doctor, and he did not return to Beijing for three years.

Song Yansheng remembered the situation in his previous life, and then looked at his leg injury now, he only felt that fate had made people and could not escape, and his heart was shocked for a while, and it was difficult to calm down.

Duan Xun in his previous life was injured after falling off a horse and lost a leg, and he couldn't get out of a wheelchair later. She remembered the thin and pale Sixth Highness at that time, and then looked at the present, and suddenly her nose was sore.

Duan Xun saw that she was depressed, took a few steps forward, raised his hand and hugged him gently. If Duan Xun, who had not been injured, would have been a tall and slender and powerful man after three years, Song Yansheng had to stand on tiptoe to hug him, but at this time he had to hug him in a wheelchair, so he didn't have to work so hard. He's so close, he's within reach.

Duan Xun felt that her throat was stalked, and her mood was low, and her heart was as tight and painful as a little hand. He silently hugged her back, his eyes drooping slightly, as if he was holding a peerless treasure that he had hidden from anyone else.

"It's all about you being careful, and being careful. You...... You've been tricked. Song Yansheng couldn't understand it, Jiangnan was already well organized under his secret arrangement and operation, how could anyone come to assassinate, according to Duan Xun's mind and ability, how could the assassination get close to him, and how could he unexpectedly hurt a leg.

"Who's doing it? The Three Princes? The Xiao family? Pan Party? Or the Queen Mother? ”

Clueless, she put her arms around his neck and asked, "Who the hell is it?" ”

Duan Xun was stuck in her neck, and it was difficult to breathe for a while, he enjoyed the sweet torture, and his phoenix eyes swept a trace of imperceptible dark light. Song Yansheng was hugged by him, so naturally he didn't see it.

He gently patted her back like a child, "It's the third child." The killer is a member of the Mountains and Rivers Alliance, a force in the rivers and lakes, which is difficult to eliminate. "Song Yansheng heard Song Yi say when he was in Jinling, and remembered that this mountain and river alliance was quite powerful in the rivers and lakes, the leader of the alliance was mysterious, and there was a special person in the alliance to take care of it, and all the work was accepted, and there was a point of contact in Jinling City. But the forces of the rivers and lakes have always been well water and not river water with the imperial court, how could they take on such a fatal job as the third son of the emperor, and how much benefit did Duanhong give them? Or is it that Duan Hong's hand even intervened in the forces of the rivers and lakes?

Duan Xun didn't need to look to know what Song Yansheng was thinking, he raised his hand and touched her wet head, "It's a miscalculation." ”