Thinking of that year, the spring is getting stronger and the peach blossoms are burning.

"Ah Yan, how about walking all over Kyushu hand in hand with me?" He smiled faintly from the corner of his eyes and asked softly.

"The gathering and dispersion of the world is just a fate word, and I am afraid that the fate word between me and you is only missing." Unexpectedly, what she said was this, a refusal without any conjecture.

The corners of his lips were still indifferent and elegant, but a trace of thought passed through his black eyes, and then his heart was like a candle flame, and it became clear in an instant.

She was aware of some of his actions, and she was wary of them.

Who leaked his news to her?

He unexpectedly thought of a person, a mortal enemy with whom he had been entangled, Yan Rongzhi.

At this moment, his heart is not gloomy. There is still a possibility of a resurgence of the ashes of the world, not to mention that he has more than a thousand ways to make her change her mind.

Now that Gu Xi is here, if Yun Yanzheng wants to escape again, how can he escape?

His eyebrows and eyes, which were as clear as mountains and rivers, were raised, and a smile at the corner of his lips was like the drizzle of early spring outside the window in front of him, soft and warm.

Gu Xi sat leisurely by the car window, with an extremely gentle smile on his face. Only an extremely sensitive person could detect a trace of emotional change in his quiet expression when the carriage passed by Dali Temple. There was a moment of focus in the eyes that couldn't see the end, like a fine needle piercing the blood-red handwriting on the wall of Dali Temple.

They really arrived in Yuecheng, and Yan Rongzhi not only did not die, but now he even stretched out his hand to Weiguo.

This change in him was like the wind moving the moon shadow, and he ignored the past at once.

Bai Jinheng, who was sitting behind him, couldn't be seen. All he could see was his immovable and elegant back, and a faint smile that appeared at the corner of Gu Xi's lips the next moment.

"But what is out of the ordinary has you found?" Whenever Bai Jinheng saw him smile like this, in just seven days of getting along, he had already reached a subconscious belief that this was a sign that he was in control of a certain situation.

Just like Gu Xi, he smiled and let him lose those well-arranged chess games one after another.

"Nope." The negative answer couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but Bai Jinheng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a trace of doubt.

Just as he was about to ask questions, Gu Xi changed the topic: "You are the rumored idle prince of the Wei Kingdom, His Royal Highness King Heng, who indulges in rivers and lakes and Jinqiu Gu wine?" ”

I heard the urgency in his words, and met his burning gaze again. Bai Jinheng hadn't figured out when this person had discovered his identity, but he didn't want to hide anything from him at the moment.

"This king is none other than King Heng Yun Yanjin." Bai Jinheng, at this moment, he should be called Yun Yanjin.

Yun Yanjin confessed her identity and explained: "I have been traveling around the rivers and lakes under the name of 'Bai Jinheng' outside, and I am not just deliberately hiding it from you. ”

"The country is beautiful, and the people's hearts are treacherous, so we should also be scrupulous." Gu Xi's tone was light and smiling.

Yun Yanjin saw that he didn't mean to be angry, his lips moved slightly, but he stopped talking.

Gu Xi smiled lightly: "The mountain man Gu Xi did not hide it from His Royal Highness King Heng, Gu Xi is really Gu Xi." He spat words as lightly as clouds, his eyes were as quiet as an abyss, and he was unfathomable and penetrated people's hearts in an instant.

Yun Yanjin was slightly stunned, the taste of being poked in his heart was not very good, he subconsciously reached out and touched the tip of his nose.

Under the white and boundless moonlight, the carriage rode directly into the palace of King Heng.

The affairs of the house have already been arranged. Just wait for the host and guests to bathe and rest, and then start the dust washing feast set up in the mansion tonight.

In the quiet and elegant scenery in the back garden of the palace, there is a clear lake with sparkling water. The hexagonal antique pavilion is built on it, and the distant viewing platform pavilion floats on the water like a painting boat. Slowly along the only curved bridge, the murmuring sound of water flows from the soles of the feet, the misty water vapor in front of you, the faint palace lamp, and the bright moonlight are all dissolved into the lake, and the oncoming long wind carries the water vapor through the skin, which is cool, and when you look back, you can see that the delicate and soft red peach blossom lake shore actually makes people feel a little different from the world.

The antique pavilion is not big, and it is better in its location and artistic conception. The candle flame is clear, and the banquet hall is visible. The beams and pillars of the pavilion are staggered, the shape is elegant, the light smoke and blue yarn that is as thin as the wings of the cicada are hung in the eye, the curtain hangs low, the layers of clouds and emerald are all fluttering with the wind, and the fire light is like the bamboo shadow of the secluded forest. Here there are four desks two feet wide and four feet long, arranged in a square in the center of the hall, and the surrounding area is extremely spacious. Behind the left and right sides of the case are exquisitely carved screens, and the delicate and exquisite patterns ethereal the water and moon shadows outside the window. The front and back are opposite, and one side is the door to enter the cabinet; On one side is the waterfront terrace, and the door to this place is closed to shelter from the wind.

In the neatly and elegantly decorated hall, a handsome and elegant guest was already seated.

Chu Ruirong sat calmly behind the desk on his right, holding the bone china clear soup in his hand, looking at the two people who came together outside the door and smiled slightly.

In the faint light of the lantern, the first thing that caught my eye was not the richly dressed and well-defined Yun Yanjin, but the young man in white with a leisurely demeanor.

His impression is that he has a super easy and cold look between his eyebrows, and then his face is as beautiful as the smoke and rain of distant mountains. However, if you look closely, the volume is even higher than Yun Yanjin, and the feeling of elegance and elegance seems to only lie in the extreme contours of his eyebrows.

No matter how burning the eyes of the people in the hall were, he always walked into the hall with grace, handed the lantern in his hand to the attendant beside him, and then turned his gaze and fell quietly on the person sitting in the banquet hall.

Chu Ruirong was looking back and forth at the two people standing in front of the door, and just happened to meet the young man's gaze at him, like touching ice and snow, and his face couldn't help but flash a trace of embarrassment. He smiled back, then stood up, and saluted Yun Yanjin with both hands: "I have seen His Royal Highness King Heng." ”

Yun Yanjin waved his hand and said, "These false gifts are all waived, but you came early, sit down." He waved away the saluting attendant and walked towards the desk, behaving casually, as if he was very familiar with the guest in front of him.

Chu Ruirong never sat down, and said in a more cautious tone: "The situation of the Jingshi is urgent, thanks to the invitation of the prince, how can you not pass the palace early." ”

Gu Xi's gaze paused slightly on him for a moment, and he could already judge his identity.

This guest is about 19 years old, holding a cup in his right hand, but leaving a thin cocoon of the sword in his left hand. has a handsome appearance and a green temperament, and the seemingly plain blue brocade cloth on his body is rare among the tributes; The seemingly ordinary white jade carvings on the black hair tie are rare varieties that non-jade connoisseurs can't recognize. The family background should be among the marquises. His expression showed confidence in himself and condescending authority towards others, and he was more cautious and noble than Yun Yanjin, who was free and easy in words and deeds.

When the conversation between the two was interrupted, Yun Yanjin was about to introduce the two guests to each other, and the words just came to his lips when he faced Gu Xi: "This Wang ......" but saw that there was already something clear in his gentle black eyes, he was stunned, Gu Xi had already saluted the guest with a calm expression, and calmly revealed the identity of the other party: "Yijie cloth Gu Xi meets the prince of Zhenfang Hou." ”

"You know each other?"

"I don't remember meeting each other."

Yun Yanjin and Chu Ruirong blurted out a question and an answer, and both of them looked at each other.

Gu Ximian was surprised by the two of them, and the corners of his lips slowly flushed with a silky soft arc.

Chu Ruirong is Yun Yanjin's classmate and playmate, the founding minister, the meritorious family, the crown inheritance, and the illustrious and luxurious son of Zhenfang Houfu.

Chu Ruirong only smiled faintly at Gu Xi's answer.

After the three of them met, they divided the guests and the hosts and sat down again.

After three rounds of drinking, they talked about the suspenseful and unsolved bloody case.

The peach blossoms on both sides of the clear water are like smoke and mist, filling the deep night, and the lake breeze blows in, flying and rolling those verdant hanging curtains.

Before the banquet in the Linfeng Pavilion opened, a person with a horsewhip swept in like a gust of wind. The white-clothed black hair flew wantonly, and after Yun Yanzheng entered the door, he grabbed a waiter who was waiting by the side with one hand, and ordered repeatedly: "Go and let people bring dinner, try not to make those that are beautiful but not hungry." After speaking, he paused again, stretched out his hand back and grabbed the attendant who was about to step out of the hall, and said with a smile: "There is a lot of meat, and I am hungry." ”

The attendants of King Heng's Mansion were already surprised by her words and deeds, and respectfully agreed and left in a hurry.

Yun Yanzheng raised his eyes and looked into the banquet hall, and walked over to the empty desk. He sat down in his robe, put the whip in the corner of the desk, and poured three cups of spring paste into his mouth with his other hand.

After drinking the wine, he didn't care about the eyes of the three people present. Leaning over, he raised a hand on the desk to support his forehead, and the white robe that he had never untied, closed his eyes and frowned, and pretended to sleep. As if there was no one around, they fell into the eyes of the three people in the hall, and each of them had different expressions.

Chu Ruirong's eyes softened, brushing over her tired face, and a trace of pity quietly appeared in her eyes.

Yun Yanjin frowned slightly, and said softly: "I haven't closed my eyes for a long time, why don't you go back to the house to rest?" I'll have someone prepare ...... for you."

Yun Yanzheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, still closing his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and revealing a thick tiredness: "No need, I have to go out to inspect later, Ruirong, where did you go?" ”

Gu Xi sat quietly, quietly listening to the movement in the hall, and quietly sipping the spring brew in his hand.

Chu Ruirong took her words, "Just as I was talking about the blood words in Dali Temple, it couldn't be washed, and after painting it once, the blood color came out of the wall again at night." ”

When Yun Yan heard this, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he had a headache, and he was tired of running for three days and two nights. The murder has been thought about back and forth, but there is no definite clue.