Winter nights in the northwest are dark and cold.

A gust of wind hit, and Xu Haojie shivered unconsciously.

He shook his shoulders and looked at Li Jingmo opposite in a daze, his gaze stopped on the other party's cold and indifferent eyebrows.

A gentleman at the end of the square, noble and dusty.

It's Li Jingmo, that's right.

The face of the emperor's nobles, he is just the son of a mere merchant, so it is naturally rare to see.

It's just that Ganzhou City is the base camp of the Seven Princes, and the Xu family is one of the richest families, so the two sides will naturally be more involved in military supplies.

He also got lucky, and went to the banquet of the Seven Princes with his father.

But Xu Haojie always remembered that Li Jingmo, the seventh prince at the banquet that year, was young and vigorous, arrogant and uninhibited.

He is like a beautiful plum blooming in the winter snow, maybe he doesn't know how to converge, or he doesn't want to converge. In the barren land of Anxi, it blooms wantonly and blooms intensely.

At that time, his path was full of flowers, the sun was like wine, and everything was wonderful and violent. Treat the recklessness of your subordinates, the freedom of your teachers and friends, and the enthusiasm of the war......

No matter what you do or do, you can't find anything wrong.

The so-called pride of the sky, but that's it.

Only later?

Later, Li Jingmo became what he looked like in front of him.

He is subtle, restrained, and silent, and his eyes are always cold, as if he encompasses everything, and as if everything is not in his eyes.

Xu Haojie just looked at it and felt frightened.

In a panic, he forgot to salute, and watched Li Jingmo come slowly with his eyes, and finally stopped beside Zhao Fuling.

They stand side by side, talented men and women, like a pair of wall people made in heaven.

Xu Haojie finally came back to his senses, and he saw the look in Li Jingmo's eyes clearly. Seeing Li Jingmo's cold eyes, there was not only the chill of the ice and snow, but also a trace of imperceptible warmth.

That gentleness, when he turned his head, fell on Zhao Fuling's face unabashedly.

Xu Haojie heard Li Jingmo open his mouth, and he called "Ah Ling", his voice was elegant and soft, with strong love. It's like at that year's banquet, after the young man boasted that he was not drunk in Haikou, he smiled heartily.

He seems to have changed, and he seems to have not changed.

Zhao Fuling also replied to him, calling him affectionate. When talking to him, there was a familiarity in the words that others couldn't intervene: "Everything outside has been disposed of?" ”

Li Jingmo looked at her with a smile and nodded, and there was no room for anything else in his pupils: "It's all right, let's go?" ”

Zhao Fuling then said: "Let's go!" ”

They looked at Xu Haojie together, but Xu Haojie suddenly panicked.

He didn't dare to meet the eyes of the two, and his hands were unconsciously hidden in his cuffs, like a thief with stolen goods, for fear that the other party would see something.

Even the words are stumbling, making lame excuses: "I ...... I still have some things in the cellar that I haven't taken, Your Highness and Zhao ...... Miss Zhao went first. ”

Sister Zhao couldn't call it out, he understood everything.

Fang Qiu asked him not to waste his efforts, and Sun Yiyue said that his liking was troublesome. At that time, he didn't understand, and he didn't even know the height of the sky, and he wanted to know what kind of person could enter Zhao Fuling's eyes and win his favor.

Is that kind of person really much better than him?

Until Li Jingmo appeared in front of him, he didn't even have to give him half a look, he was already ashamed of himself.

There are very few people in this world who can compare with the Seven Princes.

How can he dare to compete with the sun and the moon.

Xu Haojie was relieved, after all, the other party was Li Jingmo, the seventh prince Li Jingmo, who knew the name both inside and outside the court!

Even he was a little lucky, but fortunately it was Li Jingmo.

If he changes to someone else, I am afraid that it will become a thorn in his heart, and he will not be able to pull it out.

"Your Highness and Miss Zhao will go first, and I will come later." He looked up this time, and his smile became much more real.

Zhao Fuling glanced at him, I don't know if I saw what he was thinking, and I didn't pierce it, turned around and walked out with Li Jingmo.

Xu Haojie watched, and after seeing that they had gone farther, Li Jingmo stretched out his hand and held Zhao Fuling.

Although it was in front of everyone, it was generous and frank.

The figures of the two overlapped on the ground, like husband and wife, lovers, extremely intimate.

Xu Haojie looked up and sighed, and only after he couldn't see them at all did he say to the nursing home, "Let's go too." ”

The nurse didn't react, and asked in a daze: "Isn't Childe still going to the cellar to get something?" ”

"What's in the cellar?" Xu Haojie asked him rhetorically.

The nurse couldn't speak, but he was still thinking about what was in the cellar?

Xu Haojie laughed and strode out.

The courtyard fell into darkness again, and everyone followed the Beifu army out of the street and returned to Dufu.

This is Xu Haojie's second time entering Du Mansion, but the prosperity of the past is gone, and only desolation and dilapidation remain.

In the homeland of the Han people, as long as the iron cavalry of the northern Tartars entered, they could hardly see the whole thing again. The corridor pavilion and the nine-song corridor are now unrecognizable.

As far as the eye can see, in the huge house, only the few red lanterns are still swaying in the wind.

It's just that the light of the fire is weak, and with the downfall of the house, it is inexplicably a little gloomy.

Xu Haojie sighed, he knew on the way here that Du Mansion was the place where the Seven Princes had stayed, so he felt sorry for the mess now. But the owner of this house, on the other hand, doesn't seem to care about what he sees.

Li Jingmo took Zhao Lingling's hand, walked leisurely past the gate, and entered the main courtyard.

Du Qiushi and Liu Shoubei had been picked up early and relocated to this mansion, although the things in the house were robbed and smashed, fortunately, there were still warm bedding and clothes.

Liu Shoubei was reluctantly placed in the house, and Fang Qiu stayed by his side to take care of him.

Li Jingmo entered the room, glanced at Fang Qiu who was standing beside the bed, and asked, "How is Lord Liu?" ”

Fang Qiu was letting go of the air, and he came back to his senses when he heard the voice.

He hurriedly turned around and hugged his fists and said, "Back to Your Highness, Lord Liu woke up once half an hour ago, and then fell asleep again. ”

Li Jingmo stepped forward, and Fang Qiu hurriedly approached with a candle flame.

Liu Shoubei's eyes were closed, and his old face was abnormally red, which should be feverish.

Li Jingmo frowned, and his voice was lowered: "It's a little tricky, and you need medicine." ”

But there was still chaos in the city, the enemy army had not finished clearing it, and I didn't know what was going on in those infirmaries, and I didn't know where to get medicine.

Fang Qiu followed with a sad face, Zhao Lingling stood quietly behind for a moment, and then she said softly: "What medicine do you need?" ”

Li Jingmo turned to look at her, and the two met their eyes, as if they were communicating silently.

Suddenly, Zhao Fuling bent her lips, and her voice was as soft as the wind: "Jingmo, write a prescription!" ”

Li Jingmo understood, and his expression was a little dignified.

His eyes seemed to be looking into Zhao Fuling's eyes, and he wanted to hide Zhao Fuling regardless of it.

After the sharp Adam's apple moved, Li Jingmo said, "Okay." ”

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