The shadow of the lamp flickered, elongating the figures of the two people in the pavilion.

After Duan Haochu said those words, the lights flickered, and Zhu Luan's shadow also shook.

"I didn't expect that the dignified members of the court would also believe in the theory of reincarnation," Zhu Luan raised his eyes and looked at him: "So you regard me as the reincarnation of your wife?" ”

"I didn't believe in the theory of reincarnation," Duan Haochu looked deeply at the woman in front of him, "until I see you." ”

"I shouldn't have spoken a few words to Lord Duan," Zhu Luan lowered his gaze and stopped looking at him, "I don't understand where Lord Duan saw that I resembled the wife you were talking about." ”

The woman's voice was as cold as ice and snow, "It is said that he has been dead for ten years, and even if he is reincarnated, he should only be ten years old." ”

"Really?" Duan Haochu still looked at her, not letting go of any expression on her face, "I don't know about this statement, as for why you are similar to my wife, there is no specific reason, but I think it is." ”

"I haven't met Lord Duan and your wife, so I don't know how similar it is," Zhu Luan said calmly, "But Lord Duan," she raised her head, her gaze as sharp as a sword, and looked directly into the man's eyes.

"It's just that you think it's like it, don't you?" The wind and snow around seemed to be silent for a moment, and the girl asked quietly, "But even if you think it's very special, can you be sure that I am her?" ”

Duan Haochu was stunned.

"There is only one Princess Yingluan in this world, and this Princess Yingluan disappeared in the Royal Palace ten years ago." Zhu Luan looked at Duan Haochu's eyes and said expressionlessly, "But there is also a saying in the market that she just died, not dead." ”

"Lord Duan," the girl called calmly, "you want to think that I am her so much, are you sure that your wife is really dead?" What if she doesn't die and reappears in front of you one day, only to find that you have taken another woman for her? ”

The girl's voice was faint, and in this silent snowy night, it seemed to seep out of the ground, with a bewildering color.

"She's not dead?" Duan Haochu lost his mind for a moment, and a whirlpool rose in his originally calm eyes, "No...... Then...... I saw ......"

Hearing the man's incoherent words, Zhu Luan keenly caught something wrong, and asked, "What did you see?" ”

However, Duan Haochu's distraction was only for a short moment, but then the man's eyes immediately returned to clarity, "I didn't expect Miss Zhu Jiu to care so much about my wife's rumors." ”

"Because it's famous," Zhu Luan shrugged, an innocent smile on his face, "Princess Yingluan is also said to be a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, and she is also a person I have longed for since I was a child, and she is my goal." ”

"Yes," Duan Haochu said with an interesting smile on his face.

"Yes," Zhu Luan also smiled at him, "so I don't want to admit that she's dead, maybe where is her old man at ease, but she doesn't want to be the princess of Narausch anymore." ”

Zhu Luan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Or maybe I don't want to be your wife, so I just ran away from marriage temporarily." ”

"Really?" Duan Haochu also smiled, smiled and smiled.

"It's a pity that my wife, if she were still alive, would never let this country become what it is," he said, his voice solemn, and he stood up.

"It seems that it is too early to draw conclusions," the man said softly, looking condescendingly at Zhu Luan sitting on the stone chair, and bending down towards her.

Zhu Luan frowned when he saw the man approaching, and his hand touched the flower protection bell that he was wearing closely.

However, before she could touch it, she heard a crisp collision sound.

"Ding."

Duan Haochu took the wine glass in his hand and touched the wine glass that Zhu Luan was holding in his hand.

After clinking glasses, the man tilted his head and drank the wine from the glass.

"I'm going back to my senses," Duan Haochu put the empty wine glass on the stone table.

"Have a nice trip." Zhu Luan still didn't drink the wine in the glass, just looked at the clear liquid in the wine glass and said lightly.

"Accept your auspicious words," Duan Haochu smiled, then walked to the pavilion and turned his back to her and said, "I will be in the Shendu, waiting for you to come back." ”

Zhu Luan's eyebrows were calm, and he looked at the table without speaking.

"You're leaving, Master Duan," she said softly after a moment of silence, "You can't get anything from me," she untied the strap he had tied around her neck, then took off the big straps on her body and stood up and walked to Duan Haochu's side.

At this moment, the snow began to fall again, and a gust of mountain wind blew, blowing the lanterns under the eaves of the pavilion from side to side.

The wind and snow swept in from outside, and snowflakes fell on the heads of the two of them.

Dotted with stars, white and flawless.

Duan Haochu turned his head and looked at the snow above the head of the girl next to him, looking a little stunned for a while.

Zhu Luan raised his eyes to look at him, and his gaze stayed on the snow on the man's head for a moment, and then looked away.

She shoved the big in her hand into the man's hand, turned and sat down at the table.

The snowflakes above her head quickly melted, dropping down her cheeks.

"I'll ask A-Yuan to send you back," Duan Haochu retracted his gaze and looked at the big in his hand and said.

With his voice, a dark shadow appeared from not far away, and the young man called Ah Yuan came in an instant and appeared outside the pavilion.

Ah Yuan walked up to Zhu Luan and knelt down on one knee with his back to her without saying a word.

Zhu Luan leaned on the young man's back and hugged his neck.

The young man stood up and nodded to Duan Haochu at him, and after the young man nodded in response, he left the pavilion on tiptoe.

As when he came, only the sound of the whistling wind could be heard in his ears, and the young man's pace was steady and fast, and his light skills were superb.

In the ice and snow, the body wearing only a single coat still releases this warmth.

Zhu Luan felt the gaze behind him.

The man must have maintained his previous position, standing at the edge of the pavilion and staring at their backs.

She raised her head, and her eyes seemed to return to the brightness of the Hall of Light, which had been a little dim for many years, and the young man with sword eyebrows stood up and saluted her.

"Weichen Duan Haochu sees Her Royal Highness the Princess."

The light and shadow of the young boy reflected the snowflakes that had just fallen on the man's head, leaving them deep in her pupils.

Frost and snow fall all over the head, and it can be regarded as a white head.

Zhu Luan closed his eyes and didn't look back, just looked somewhere in the snowy night.

Then she suddenly snorted.

One of the pine forests that had been stacked and undulating suddenly became a concave one, as if many trees had suddenly collapsed.

Zhu Luan closed his eyes, and a slightly familiar feeling surfaced in his heart.

She tapped the young man below her on the shoulder.

"Just send me here, let me down."

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