At this time, Huai Sleeve heard that the second sister asked on purpose, and there was something in it, a pun.

Raising her eyes and looking at the beautiful eyes of the second sister, Zhu Hetana's eyes at this time were bright and clear, extremely peaceful, staring at her with a smile, and her transparent eyes seemed to be able to see into the heart of Huai Sleeve. Huai Sleeve understood that Zhu Hetana wanted to ask her for an understanding.

At this time, Rong Ruo, who was sitting next to him, was also looking at the beautiful side face of his sleeve, and he had not seen him for many days, and the thoughts deposited in his heart had already been like a lake of spring water, flooding in the eye waves.

Huai Sleeve thought for a moment, sat up straight, held the second sister's slightly cold hand tightly, and said in a sincere tone: "Sister, I understand what you mean, I am willing to go with him!" "

Zhu Hetana quietly looked at Huai Sleeve's eyes, and a loving and gentle smile gradually appeared on her face, nodded slightly, stood up, and slowly walked in front of Rong Ruo with her hand.

Rong Ruo slowly got up and stood opposite Huai Sleeve and Zhu Hetana.

Zhu Hetana retracted the smile on her face, her face was solemn, her eyes were fixed on Rong Ruo, she hesitated for a moment, and said: "Lord Rong, I understand the meaning of Huai Sleeve, I believe that although my sister is young, her thoughts are quite thoughtful, since she wants to go with you clearly, I don't want to stop her, today, I will entrust her to you, you have to be like you promised me just now, use your best to protect her well!" "

The last few words of Zhu Hetana were sonorous and powerful, and the words were like nails, as if they were going to be engraved on Rong Ruo's heart.

Rong Ruo nodded his head and replied: "A dignified seven-foot man walks between the world and the world, and what he says should be upheld to the death!" "

At this moment, standing on the side, looking at the two equally solemn faces of Zhu Hetana and Rong Ruo, he suddenly felt sad and happy, and a variety of emotions hit him.

Zhu Hetana and Rong Ruo in front of her, their solemn and solemn expressions were all due to their deep love for her, and suddenly, Huai Sleeve found that her own well-being was deeply involved in the joy of so many people, so that she unconsciously had a sense of solemnity and possession.

The two people in front of her, she, must not be disappointed! However, can she really afford it all......

Thinking of this, the word "entering the palace" suddenly flashed in Huai Sleeve's mind, and the mind that he had just made up his mind was inexplicably hesitant.

However, she had already made her choice just now, and at this time, Rong Ruo had already taken her out of the threshold of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War.

In the main hall with bright lights and candles, only Zhu Hetana was left, leaning quietly by the door, looking at the back of Rong Ruo and his sleeves that disappeared into the night, and the original uneasy mood gradually gave birth to a sense of relief.

As if she had been freed, she also brought her heart that was deeply imprisoned in this deep mansion, and her lips couldn't help but hook a light smile.

Huai'er, no matter what choice you make tonight, my sister is on your side, even if you betray everyone for you, your sister will support you without hesitation!

"Have you been feeling better lately?" Rong Ruo's concerned gaze searched for Huai Sleeve's face.

"Well, it's okay," Sleeve nodded slightly, her beautiful eyelashes flashing, and she stopped on the side of the crowded street in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ruo knocked down the stirrup lightly, urged the horse to get closer to the horse with the sleeve, and reached out to hold the hand holding the reins with the sleeve.

Rong Ruo's hand was warm and powerful, tightly wrapping his cold little hand in the thick palm of his palm, just like his thoughts about her.

"Is the writing of the "Tongshitang Collection" still going well?" Huai Sleeve felt warmth in his heart, but his face was still calm, and he asked softly.

"Well, it's been going well, don't worry!" Rong Ruo's hand holding the sleeve increased a little more.

Huai Sleeve stopped talking, her eyes drifted away, her fingers silently felt the warmth that passed through Rong Ruo's palm, and the sound of the hooves of two horses walking side by side and the sound of the breeze blowing the dead leaves on the branches drifted in her ears.

In the long night sky, the stars shimmered, and the two held hands like this, strolling through the brightly lit bustling street market.

In order to help the celebration of the whole world has begun, in the loud noise, send the sky fireworks in the silent night sky to display dazzling splendor, Chang'an Avenue from time to time from the direction of the crowd cheers, think that the Kangxi Emperor has begun to pour the imperial wine on the people.

Rong Ruo and Huai Sleeve had no intention of joining in the excitement at this time, and avoided the crowd and chose a secluded alley to walk.

Huai Sleeve wanted to say something, but he couldn't find a topic for a while, he couldn't see him on weekdays, he accumulated a full stomach of words, and wanted to pour out his joy when he saw him, but at this time, he was close to him, and a thousand words were choked in his throat for a while, and he couldn't spit out a word.

At this time, Rong Ruo's heart was also troubled and disorderly.

"Take me out of the city, the gates should be closed late tonight." Sleeve Road.

"It's cold outside the city, your body is ......" Rong Ruo showed some concern.

"I'm fine, I want to get out of town." Huai Sleeve said, looking back at Rong Ruo, his bright eyes flashing with a radiant luster.

Rong Ruo stared at Huai Sleeve's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the reins in Huai Sleeve's hand, and the horse with Huai Sleeve leaned over.

"Ahh Huai Sleeve screamed, and before he could react to what he was going to do, Rong Ruo's arms had tightly wrapped Huai Sleeve's waist and made a great effort, hugged Huai Sleeve on the back of the horse in front of him, wrapped Huai Sleeve's body tightly with his big coat, tied the horse with Huai Sleeve to his saddle, and urged the horse to go straight to the city gate.

The sound of the wind was endless, and Huai Sleeve only felt that the oncoming wind hurt like a sharp blade passing over his cheek, so he didn't turn his head and put his face into Rong Ruo's chest.

Rong Ruo felt her subtle movement, hugged her body harder, and the two people and two horses crushed the falling Qinghui all over the ground, went out of the city gate, and disappeared into the vast twilight.

After galloping for a while, Rong Ruo stopped in a relatively flat wood, turned over and dismounted, tied the horse, took off the big coat on his body and draped it on his sleeves, collected a lot of firewood and grass, and after a while, he built a bonfire.

Rong Ruo took out a wine jug from the cloth bag on the horse's side, handed it to Huai Sleeve and said, "Take a sip to warm up your body first." "

"The jade leaks the copper kettle and don't urge, the iron lock is open all night; Whoever sees the moon can sit idle, and where they don't see the lights. He took a sip of the wine jug in his sleeve and sang a song of "Shangyuan Festival" by the Tang Dynasty.

His eyes as pure as autumn water stared at the flickering flames and murmured, "Why do you say that people in the world have been fond of joining in the fun since ancient times?" Is it only with a large group of people that you can prove that you are alive? "

Rong Ruo smiled lightly, while adding firewood, he took the wine jug handed over by his sleeve, raised his head and took a sip, and said: "Jinli has a feast, Lan Hongyan was in her early years." The colors are far away, and the light is far away from the sky.

Receiving the Han suspicious star falls, the building is like the moon hanging. Don't have a daughter laughing, come to the front of the nine branches. It is also the famous Lu Zhaolin's "Fifteen Nights Watching the Lanterns" by the Tang Dynasty