The wind in the early morning is cool, and the air is undoubtedly more comfortable than the air flowing underground.

Nine peaches

Shaoguang couldn't help but let out a long yawn with a lazy waist, and Nalan Sili, who was standing in front of her, heard the voice and turned his head to her: "This time it's hard to go to Tongguang, Your Majesty told the old man that Tongguang can not go back to the palace to report first, go back to the house and rest for a day, and it is not too late to enter the palace tomorrow to report." ”

The second yawn of the shaking light was interrupted by Nalan Sili's words, and a pair of usually black and white eyes contained sleepy tears, and the joy ignited really moved those who saw it.

"Really?"

"Ahem! Thank you, Junior, for your grace, and thank you Sir for taking care of you!"

Shaoguang was excited at first, and then realized the faux pas, coughed to stabilize his emotions, and thanked His Majesty and Nalan Sili.

"Hahaha! It doesn't hurt. ”

Nalan Sili looked at the shaking light with a smile.

Just at this time, Fu Weiren just walked out, he raised his hand and shook his wide sleeves, a smile overflowed on his face, and he said politely to Nalan Sili first: "Sacrificial wine." ”

"Hmm." Nalan Sili smiled and nodded, looking down at him and Wei Shaoguang, "Although the right minister and the old man don't have much contact on weekdays, the old man is in the north and you are in the court, but ...... Today, I really want to thank the right minister for maneuvering around the old man, so that he can help His Majesty sweep this tail smoothly when he is late. ”

Fu Weiren smiled indifferently at Wei Shaoguang's suspicious gaze and then replied in a plain tone: "You are polite to the sacrificial wine, this official is just acting according to His Majesty's orders, it is the best to help you, there is no need to thank you for this matter, this official is still young and has little experience, and he really can't afford to thank you." ”

"Hahaha! The right minister really spoke unceremoniously as rumored. ”

After Nalan Sili finished talking to him, he said goodbye: "The sky is about to dawn, and the old man still has a lot of things to do, so let's talk about it here today, Tongguang." ”

He shook the light again.

"Huh? Sir, do you have anything to tell the late students?"

Wei Shaoguang bent down slightly and asked politely.

"Hahaha! It doesn't matter if it's a big deal, it's just that I want to invite Tongguang to the old man's reading is building to have a glass of wine in the future, I don't know if Tongguang is willing to appreciate his face?"

"Naturally, the gentleman readily agreed."

"Well, that's good! We'll see you later!"

Nalan Sili turned around and walked towards the Praetorian Guard group with a smile.

"There are so many people who want to invite the same light!"

Fu Weiren suddenly said this in a half-mocking and half-emotional tone, and Wei Shaoguang looked at him in response.

"Master Fu, the sky is about to dawn, and the matter here is over, and there are still some miscellaneous matters in the Xiaguan Mansion that need to be dealt with urgently, so I will retire first."

Wei Shaoguang temporarily hid everything he wanted to ask, and also put down the calculations that often came to mind on weekdays, calmly said goodbye to Fu Weiren with a scattered heart, and at the same time ignored the hints in his words clearly.

"That's ......"

It's not that I don't know the mind of the woman in front of me, but it's because I know her plans too well, including the little cleverness and little jokes that are occasionally revealed. So, it's hard not to care about what you care about her in your heart. As for what this faint stinging sensation like an ant eating a candy cube is, Fu Weiren is not clear at this time, and he also has a lot of greed and hatred in his heart, and there are still a lot of last resorts and obtains.

Human beings are extremely complex beings, indescribable, mysterious and mysterious.

In the cool and turbid morning, he exhaled a sigh of relief, closed his eyes slightly, and Fu Weiren spoke softly, without smiling or hate.

"Tongguang, don't forget what you promised me, you have to remember to invite me to your Zhuangyuan Mansion for a glass of wine, I'm looking forward to it."

"Since there is an urgent matter in the house, let's see you later."

"You go, I'll allow you to leave."

He uses words like "allow" to express his consent to someone else's departure.

Wei Shaoguang raised his brows uncomfortably and calmed down very quickly, raised his hand and bowed: "The lower official has not forgotten, and when he turns around, he will send the invitation to your mansion." ”

"Hmm."

"Then, the lower official will leave first!"

Wei Shaoguang saluted respectfully, spoke politely, and turned away calmly.

Fu Weiren stood in place and watched her back until Xiahou Ming came to meet her and then gradually disappeared into the crowd.

A black shadow fell silently on the grass, Fu Weiren slowly retracted his gaze, and landed on the grass beside him coldly, and then turned around to look at the narrow passage, and only after finding that it was empty did he sneer and turn his head and walk to the messy place where the grass was withered and yellow.

"What about people?"

He asked coldly into the air where there was no one.

"If you go back to your master, you have already returned to the palace."

The same voice as the one who had spoken in the underground palace came from the silence.

"Hmm." Fu Weiren hummed in a low voice, raised his hand and landed on his left wrist, and gently twisted a red silk thread, "Go back." ”

He immediately turned around and walked away from the exit, walking alone to a black carriage parked on the corner of the street, the curtain was silently raised, there were no servants, the black horses were chaotic in the early morning where black and white were intertwined, Fu Weiren was wearing a crimson wide shirt, the steps under his feet were empty and weird, and a sense of decadence and sadness was slowly revealed.

It's a pity that Wei Shaoguang can't see this kind of scene, let alone other people, so the red plum brand on his body can only gradually become a mystery as day by day.

The eyelids painted with vermilion eyeliner opened lightly, and there was faint red smoke floating in the jet-black pupils, and the narrow phoenix eyes were far from the rippling peach blossom eyes, adding too much coolness and viciousness to the solitary background.

This is a pair of eyes that belong to Fu Weiren.

Others don't often look at him on weekdays, and they are afraid and shocked. And most of the people who have a heart are lonely and disdainful, just like Wei Shaoguang and Jiang Seventeen.

One road is lonely, raising his hands on his knees, straightening his waist and closing his eyes.

"Let's go."

The carriage drove in response, and the sound of the wooden cart rolling on the stone road was lonely and cold.

And on the other side of the road there was also a horse-drawn carriage parked.

Behind the red single horse is a simple carriage, the plain blue curtain is finely embroidered with white silk threads, and a young man in a black robe sits casually in front of the carriage holding the reins in his hand, behind a curtain is a soft carriage filled with the fragrance of tea and sandalwood, and a man wearing a gold and jade mask is sitting in the dark.

In the darkness, he raised his hand and took off the golden jade mask from his face.

Just a cool breeze blew and rolled up a small curtain to bring in the morning light, so it just happened to illuminate a face that was as warm as jade and as clear as the wind.

The ink hair is high, the full forehead is flat and straight eyebrows, the color is light and moderate, the eyebrows are slightly farther away, a pair of eyes are bright and gentle, the narrow tail of the eyes is slightly raised, and the black pupil is in the middle of the eyes.

Leisurely and noble, comfortable and free.

This is the eldest grandson seventeen.

"Master, Lord Yan has already gotten into the carriage and returned home, are we going to go?"

Xi Biruo's voice came from outside the curtain, and the eldest grandson Seventeen, who was holding the cold mask in his hand, remembered Wei Shaoguang's slight smile, and he also showed a pleasant smile, and said happily: "Go to the palace." ”

"Yes!"

Bi Ruo raised his whip and drove the horses to pull the carriage in the direction of the palace.

At this time, Xiahou Ming had already driven Wei Shaoguang away from the Eighteen Hutongs in a carriage, and Wei Shaoguang had already fallen into a light sleep because he stayed up late to cultivate immortals.

The wheels are rolling, and in the bumps of the carriage, three people have three hearts, going to different places.

A magpie chirps across a tall poplar tree with its long black tail and bounces on a bare branch.

A ray of golden sunlight broke through the clouds behind it, and in an instant, it illuminated the world.

It was completely dawn.

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