"Your Highness, but you haven't found a suitable scroll?" Seeing Murong Shu coming out empty-handed, Zhanglou asked.

Murong Shu smiled and said, "It's just to verify some things, and it's enough to see it here." ”

Having said that, the head of the building caught a glimpse of what seemed to be hidden in Murong Shu's sleeve robe, so he was puzzled: "Your Highness, this is ...... It's not easy for the lower officials to explain......."

"What is this, my lord, why can't this king understand?" Murong Shu propped up the high case in front of Zhanglou with one hand, tilted his head and smiled slightly, "Who has not been here, what has been seen, and what has been taken away, adults should be clear." ”

The person in front of him laughed harmlessly, but the boss felt a chill down his spine, he knew that this was a threat, naked, a threat to power.

"Xiaguan understands."

The curvature of the corners of Murong Shu's mouth became more obvious, "My lord is a smart person," and took out a jade ring of good color from his sleeve, and quietly stuffed it into Zhanglou's hand, "The fourth prince said that the two historical books that I borrowed from you a few days ago were accidentally damaged, and I hope that my lord will not blame me." ”

Zhanglou held the jade ring in his hand tightly with both hands, bowed down and said, "The lower officials don't dare." ”

"Then the king will go?"

"Your Royal Highness King Rui."

............

Murong Shu came to Yuefu leisurely, and the two guards seemed to feel that they couldn't stop this great god anyway, so they simply pretended not to see it. Then Murong Shu walked in with a swagger.

Yuefu is not big, and Murong Shu played here all the year round when he was young, and soon found the courtyard where Bai Xiying lived.

As soon as Murong Shu stepped into the courtyard, he saw a young man in blue flash out of nowhere, blocking in front of Murong Shu.

"My son-in-law is not a guest."

"This king has something important to discuss with your son-in-law."

The young man in blue still said, "My son-in-law is not a guest." ”

Murong Shu stepped forward to bypass Kun Wu, but Kun Wu took a step back and crossed the two with his sword, "My son-in-law is not a guest. ”

Murong Shu glared at Kun Wu fiercely, raised his voice and said, "Do you know who this king is?" Dare to block the king's way, you have a few heads to get rid of! ”

Kun Wu's face still did not change, and he said coldly: "You are the king of Chaorui, I know." ”

"I know if I don't get out of the way of this king—"

Kun Wu stared at Murong Shu for a moment, still saying, "My master is not a guest."

Murong was annoyed, but seeing that this person's martial arts were profound, he was afraid that he was not an opponent, so he shouted inside: "Bai Xiying, this king has something to ask you!" ”

"......." went unanswered.

"If you don't want to see this king, then this king will ask you here—did this king meet you eleven years ago?"

"......" still no one responded, Kun Wu who was holding the sword was shocked in his eyes, and there was something indescribable in his eyes when he looked at Murong Shu.

After a long time, a cold voice came: "Kunwu, please come in, His Royal Highness King Rui." ”

Kun Wu reluctantly put down his sword and stepped aside, "My son-in-law is invited." ”

Murong Shu glanced at him, "Nonsense, this king has heard it." He strode forward and pushed open the carved wooden door vigorously, "Bai Gongzi." ”

Bai Xiying was on the side, carefully wiping a paulownia wood piano with a fine silk, and Murong Shu did not salute when he came in.

Murong Shu closed the door and asked again, "Have you seen this king and you in the past?" Not last time, it was a long time ago, eleven years ago, did we meet? ”

Bai Xiying raised his head, still half of the silver frost, and his eyes were traceless, "Never." ”

"Really?"

"How dare you deceive Your Highness?"

Murong Shu stepped forward and stared at Bai Xiying's eyes, "Look at this king, say it again." ”

Bai Xiying also looked directly at Murong Shu, his gaze did not dodge in the slightest, "Below, I have never seen His Royal Highness King Rui." ”

Murong Shu's voice trembled, and he asked again, "You really haven't seen this king?" ”

"Seriously."

"That's good," Murong Shu turned around and picked at a hollow begonia on the wooden door, "That's the king's abruptness." ”

Bai Xiying stared at Murong Shu's back and thought for a moment, then continued to bury his head in the piano, but saw Murong Shu suddenly sit down opposite him, "But this king doesn't believe it, this king has just seen you, right?" ”

Bai Xiying didn't raise his head, "Your Highness has recognized the wrong person." ”

Murong Shu took out the picture scroll in his sleeve, slowly lowered it on the side of Bai Xiying's face, and said seriously: "This king didn't admit his mistake, this king has seen you, you are him, right?" ”

Bai Xiying said with a smile: "Your Highness really admitted that you were wrong, there are many people who look alike, and I don't know who 'he' is in His Highness's mouth." ”

Murong Shu looked at the delicate face on the picture scroll, and the half of the face in front of him was cold, and nodded with great confirmation: "This king has seen you, this king is-I have seen you." ”

Bai Xiying said helplessly: "Your Highness, don't mess around anymore, the person on this painting has nothing to do with Bai." ”

Murong Shu said: "The prince hasn't seen this portrait yet, how do you know that the person on the painting is not the white prince?" ”

Bai Xiying was stunned and bent the corners of his eyes, "Then let's see if the person in this painting is down." He took the scroll from Murong Shu's hand, spread it on the piano, and after a while, said, "The person in this painting is not below, Your Highness, please go back." ”

Murong Shu stretched out his hand in front of the half of Bai Xiying's mask, and said coldly: "Bai Gongzi, dare to take off this half of the mask?" ”

Bai Xiying stretched out his hand and pinched Murong Shu's wrist, "Your Highness, there is something unbearable below, I'm afraid of shocking Your Highness." ”

"This king is not afraid, you take it off and let this king see, okay? Let this king die, okay? The last few words, almost pleading.

Bai Xiying did not agree, nor did he refuse. Murong Shu felt that the hand on his wrist had given some strength, so he acquiesced.

Murong Shu struggled to control his trembling hands and get close to the cold mask.

The half of the mask was made of cold silver, and no matter how hot the body was, it couldn't keep it warm. Murong Shu only felt that his fingertips were extremely cold, as if there was a thick layer of ice in the pool after school for three days in a row in the harsh winter.

Seeing that Murong Shu was slow to move, Bai Xiying smiled and said, "Your Highness doesn't dare?" ”

"Who said this king wouldn't dare." The fingertips easily took off the mask, but after taking it off, Murong Shu felt as if he had a thousand jun in his hand.

Bai Xiying pretended to be calm and said, "What? Your Highness has indeed recognized the wrong person. ”

Murong Shu looked at the hideous long scar on the half of his face, extending from the corner of his eye to the root of his ear, and couldn't help but redden.

Bai Xiying let go of his hand, lowered his eyes, and the hand that wiped the piano was a little undetectable, and said gently: "At that time, there was civil strife in the family, and then the doctor said, it's okay, if you deviate by half a millimeter, the eyes under it will be useless......" was about to continue, but a warm tear fell on the back of his hand, and then the second and third drops fell on the strings and the body of the piano......

"His Royal Highness King Rui......"

Murong Su looked at Bai Xiying blankly, and didn't speak, he just couldn't stop crying.

Bai Xiying smiled palely: "Your Highness, what's the matter, how old is this year, why are you still crying?" ”

Murong Shu opened his mouth, but did not speak.

After a while, a hoarse voice choked up, "This king is seventeen or eleven years ago, and this king saw you. ”

Bai Xiying avoided Murong Shu's gaze, and seemed to be a little annoyed: "What did Your Highness say!" Don't break the good piano below, this piano can be seen to be ...... not damp"

Murong Shu threw himself on the paulownia piano, whimpering, and said intermittently: "Drift... Bright... Elder brother... Brother ......"

The fine silk in Bai Xiying's hand fell to the ground, stained with dust.

I thought, it's over—