After Luo Xiaotang returned to calm, Song Qingwu untied the hairband on his bun, and all the three thousand green silks were scattered.

"Yan Ji." The shopkeeper brought a cup of tea and called her softly.

Her name is Song Yanji.

Yan Ji's expression gradually relaxed, turned her head and smiled, as if to say, "Uncle, I'll go change my clothes first." ”

She walked into the room, her long, inky hair untied and casually dangling over her chest. She picked up a cyan ribbon and wrapped it around her hair, and the black hair was like a cloud, and the green ribbon was interspersed. There was some rouge on his fair face, and a thin layer of vermilion on his lips. The crow yellow half forehead, the waist branches are like willows, the sideburns are like clouds, the hair is slowly curled, and the bright yellow starry beads are worn. Yan Ji pursed her lips lightly and pressed a piece of cinnabar that was as indifferent as a cherry.

She looks like this, as if she is not the Song Qingwu who is dominating in the lobby.

Song Yanji walked into the hall, and her uncle was already standing at the door waiting for her. He helped her put on a feather shoulder, and asked with concern, "Do you want me to send you back?" ”

Yan Jirou smiled slowly, "No need, uncle, take a good rest." ”

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

Autumn in Hecheng seems to come later than at other times. Yan Ji walked on the street, looking at the rainy corridor from afar, and bowed her head silently. This is the town she has lived in for eighteen years, and it looks very different today. The sunset in Hecheng rests, and when the lights of Luo Xiaotang are dim, the streets and alleys are quiet.

Her heart was full of thoughts.

For a moment, she remembered the man at the table. The green shirt has black hair, and the color turns bright. Handsome and beautiful, his eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glazed light, looking up at the blue sky. The moment he approached her, the moment his palm rested on hers, she could hear her heart skip a beat. It was a different kind of emotion that had never been seen before.

Yan Ji couldn't help but let out a sad sigh.

It's ridiculous. Obviously, he cut off his own way, and it was he who let all the silver he had won disperse, but why did she think of him over and over again?

She had never met anyone who could see through her and win over her. He is probably not from Hecheng, Yan Ji has been in Hecheng for more than ten years and has never heard of him. She has lived in Hecheng for so long as Song Qingwu and Song Yanji, but she has never seen someone like him.

Such pride, such cynicism. The gambling house didn't give her a good look like that.

If he knew that she was a woman, would he feel a little pity? Will it just give her a way out?

Thinking like this, she suddenly slapped her head hard.

It's crazy.

She is Song Qingwu, and she is also Song Yanji, she is a person who wants to laugh at the rivers and lakes, how can she be nostalgic for the man in the casino? Yan Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, trying her best to erase the subtle changes in her mood. She's just competitive, she's just high, she just doesn't allow anyone to beat her. As for the rest, there is nothing else to think of.

After thinking deeply, Yan Ji suddenly saw someone not far away with a light coming this way. When she realized that the person in front of her was the attendant beside the man, she had already avoided it. She turned and tried to hide in the alley, but the bright candle flame shone directly on her face, and it was very clear. She buried her head deeply, felt his gaze linger on her face for a moment, and then turned away.

She leaned against the wall and watched his disappearing figure, her eyelashes blinking slightly, and two tears fell.

Chu Luo returned to his residence and saw Chang'an lying under the lamp, looking sideways at him, his eyebrows warm.

He suddenly became emotional, walked to her side and stretched out his hand to hug her, smiling warmly, "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Chang An smiled slightly, "I'm waiting for you." ”

Her voice was soft and soft, and it reached his ears, giving rise to a little pity for no reason. He hugged her into his arms, and suddenly felt a sense of joy, and smiled, "Now you have waited." ”

She smiled and said nothing. He reached out and gently lifted her chin, with a seductive smile, "Then let's go to sleep." ”

Chang'an raised his eyebrows, looked at him drunken and cold, and said, "First of all, where have you been?" ”

A faint smile arose on Chu Luo's lips, calm and peaceful, "Tell you something interesting." ”

"What?"

"Just now, I went to Luo Xiaotang."

"Luo Xiaotang?" Chang'an frowned slightly, "Isn't that a gambling house?" ”

"Yes." Chu Luo was in a good mood, and said with a hearty smile, "You really can't imagine that there is a person there who is out of the thousands, and I will arrest him as soon as I go." ”

When Chang'an heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "What about later?" ”

"Later, ah......" Chu Luo was indifferent, facing Chang'an, and for some reason suddenly hid part of the facts, "Later, I asked him to return all the silver." Speaking of this, a beautiful figure flashed in Chu Luo's mind, and he suddenly remembered the woman under the corridor, and his heart was shocked.

"Gone?" Seeing that Chu Luo was a little distracted, Chang'an couldn't help but ask out loud, "Didn't you lose anything in betting?" ”

Chu Luo turned around slowly, a warm smile appeared on his face, he placed his fist in front of Chang'an, opened his palm slightly, and a green jade dragon threaded jade pendant was placed in front of him, "Give it to you." ”

There was a smile on Chang'an's face, "What is this for?" ”

"It was originally given to you, but I just went to the gambling house, and I almost gambled out."

When Chang'an heard this, he was displeased, "So, you took my things to make a bet?" ”

Chu Luo panicked, and hurriedly explained, "Except for this, I don't have anything else of value on me, if I don't use this, how can I catch him out of a thousand......"

Seeing his panicked appearance, Chang'an couldn't help but secretly feel a little funny. Seeing the Ninety-Five Venerable in this world like this, she couldn't help but think of what she looked like when she first met Chu Luo six years ago.

It's really good, he looks like her little prince again.

Chang'an's eyes rolled slightly, snatched the jade pendant, and said with a smile, "What about yours?" ”

Chu Luo smiled and slowly opened his palm, "Here." ”

Chang'an raised his eyes slightly and crashed into Chu Luo's arms.

"Chulo."

"Huh?"

She looked up at him with a smile and said, "Let's go back to Lin'an Palace." ”

Chu Luo's heart was touched, and he asked with a smile, "Why do you want to go back to the palace again?" ”

Chang'an sighed. She didn't know why she had made the decision. It's just that in this situation, she misses the life of the palace very much. And she vaguely felt that this was the last time, the last time she could have the old days at her fingertips.

However, Lin'an Wangfu is located in Lin'an City, so far away from Dehe City, it takes a few days to drive back and forth, and her idea must not be realized. Just as she was thinking like this and was about to give up, she heard Chu Luo's steady and resolute reply, "Let's go back." ”

She threw herself on his chest almost overjoyed, and he took her in one hand and stared deeply at her smiling face, as if that were it, and he was satisfied.

It was two days later when he returned to Lin'an Palace, and when he returned to Lin'an this time, there were only Chu Luo and Chang'an.

The gate of the palace was closed, and only a few people were cleaning the courtyard. Since Chu Luo entered Luoyang, very few people have set foot in the Lin'an Palace. Chang'an remembered that the night before entering the palace, the palace people were scattered, and those who could be taken away were brought into the palace together, and those who could not be taken away were sent on the spot and married on their own. That night, several maids knelt outside Chang'an's house crying, reluctant to part with her, Chang'an remembered that it seemed to be a long time ago.

As soon as Chu Luo and Chang'an arrived at the door, a guard recognized them. He trembled, his fingers trembled with excitement, he looked at the long-lost prince and concubine, tears fell, turned around and shouted back, "The prince is back!" The prince is back—"

Chang'an raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Luo, and couldn't help laughing.

Before the little man could enter the door, a woman came out and struck him severely, "What are you shouting about?" When she looked up and saw Chu Luo and Chang'an, she was also sobbing in an instant, and turned her head and knocked on the little guy again, "Can you speak?" Now it's the emperor and the concubine. ”

Chu Luo and Chang'an glanced at each other again, and smiled.

The Lin'an Mansion still retains the former furnishings, and it has not changed at all. As soon as they entered the door, a little maid led them in, Chu Luo waved his hand to signal her to go down, and said with a smile, "This is my own mansion, can I still be unfamiliar with it?" ”

The little girl's face turned red and she hurried down.

Chang'an leaned against Chu Luo and walked side by side with him on the long corridor of the palace.

The inner house on the west side is the residence of Chang'an.

The entrance is a zigzag verandah, and the stones under the steps are spread into a road. There is a small door from the inner room, and out is the backyard, where there are large peach blossoms fragrant. A gap suddenly opens under the wall of the backyard, the clear spring is a faction, the ditch is only a few feet, poured into the wall, around the edge of the house to the front yard, circling under the bamboo.

All this was designed according to the wishes of Chang'an in the past.

The furnishings in the house are still the same. Chu Luo looked at the bricks and tiles, and couldn't help but quip, "I wanted to enter the door in order to marry you, but it took a lot of effort." ”

Chang An raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, "Do you regret it?" ”

Chu Luo turned around with a smile, put it in her ear, and said in a deep voice, "No regrets, no matter what." ”

Chang'an smiled slightly, and there was a different kind of warmth in his heart.

On this day and night, Chu Luo and Chang'an stayed in the West Mansion.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. At this moment, it is like a good time in six years, but vaguely, Chang'an feels that his mood is different from the past. As soon as the day passed, she was going back to her own life. The old dream of the palace is gone. She stared at Chu Luo's sleeping face quietly, even if she stayed by his side for a moment, she was content. Whether he is a prince or an emperor, she still treats him.

Thinking so, she fell asleep beside him, and had a good night.