Ye Mutao's mind was still full of the bleak scene of Changyi Town, he had no appetite, and his mood was very dark.

After a few simple drinks, he returned to the room that King Xu had prepared for himself.

After bathing and changing, he knocked on Yanagi's room.

Yanagi seems to be waiting for him.

Ye Mutao sat across from him and glanced at the chessboard on the table.

smiled bitterly, "Sir, in the past six months, the questions you have given me are really more difficult than the other." ”

Liu Shengming's demeanor was graceful, and his tone was flat, "See the Fifth Highness?" ”

Ye Mutao nodded slightly, his eyes were full of unbearable, "His hair ......"

"What His Highness should care about is not the story of his white head overnight, but what he did in Yan'an."

"What did he do?" Ye Mutao was puzzled, "I only saw him from a distance, and I didn't talk to him." I remember...... He didn't seem to be in good spirits, but he showed no signs of infection. It seems like...... He still had the corpse of a child in his arms......"

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of the Suxinguan?"

"That's nature. When Jiang Taishou told me this, I couldn't believe it. Alas, after all, this Taoist priest with a simple mind was able to do this for the people. And those who claim to be parents and officials still only want to continue to monopolize their careers and accumulate personal gains......"

"The human heart is like this - no one will be content with the status quo, truly contented with the world."

Ye Mutao was stunned and smiled incredulously, "It's nothing that others say, but you can hear it from Mr. ......"

Before he finished speaking, a sneer sounded behind Ye Mutao, "Hearing it from the mouth of the gentleman, doesn't it verify the unpredictability of people's hearts?" ”

Ye Mutao's scalp tightened, and he couldn't speak.

Liu Shengming's expression was calm, and he raised his eyes to look at Song Xiaomin, "You're late." ”

Song Xiaomin bowed slightly, "That guy is not honest and delayed a little time." ”

Then he took Ye Mutao's arm and walked out, "Lord Yanagi, I still have something to tell His Highness, so I will retire first." ”

Ye Mutao nervously and embarrassedly threw a look at Liu Shengming for help, but saw him calmly and calmly drop another piece on the chessboard.

Song Xiaomin's hands are not strong, but he has an irresistible momentum.

Ye Mutao followed him outside, looking around in a panic.

Song Xiaomin's courtyard was very remote, and there was no one around.

The night is like water, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of locust wood.

Before he arrived at his room, Ye Mutao kicked him hard, "What kind of system is it to pull and pull with the current prince!" ”

Song Xiaomin, a civil official, couldn't withstand such a kick and almost fell to the ground.

He straightened up in embarrassment and sighed softly, "Are you still angry with me?" ”

Ye Mutao's voice was cold, "No." ”

"I did all these things for you...... You know. Don't be angry, okay? ”

Ye Mutao lowered his eyes, his lips opened slightly, he still felt that there was nothing to say, and he turned around to leave.

"Yunyang!" Song Xiaomin simply circled him from behind and whispered in his ear, "I miss you very much." ”

Ye Mutao wordlessly broke his ten fingers off his waist one by one.

Song Xiaomin was stunned on the spot, and chased after him before he completely left his sight.

Standing in front of him, he pointed to the mottled blood stains on the placket of his clothes, "Yunyang, I'm here, and I don't miss you for a day...... I wanted to meet you at the city gate this morning, but I was so busy with official business...... You see, as soon as I got home, I heard that you were at Yagyu-sama's place, and you didn't change your clothes, so I went to look for you......"

The corners of Ye Mutao's mouth twitched, "There are so many words." ”