"That night, Zhong Ning told me the truth. Meng Xiu sighed.

After An Zhongning met the county lord of Tingxue that night, he still decided to meet Meng Xiu, but he didn't say that he met Shen Langxi at the county lord of Tingxue.

Meng Xiu ...... After three rounds of drinking, An Zhongning said drunkly: "I...... I have...... I like ...... people."

"Who?" Meng Xiu asked lazily.

"Shen Langxi. ”

Meng Xiu couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, sad, or happy?

"What do you mean?" Shen Langxi's face turned pale.

"It's ......"

"Master Meng," Shen Langxi smiled self-deprecatingly, "You know that there are actually quite a few literati and artists who leave poems for the Liuli Pavilion. ”

"Langxi ......"

"Langxi knows that he is not worthy!" Shen Langxi threw the calligraphy and painting that was supposed to be given to Meng Xiu on the ground: "But, even if you are as dull as an adult, you still know that I, Shen Langxi, like you, Lord Meng, right?

Shen Langxi turned around and left, Meng Xiu's words were stuck in his throat and couldn't be spoken, he only felt that all the sorrows in his heart were difficult to express.

Meng Xiu mingled among women all year round, writing poems and paintings for them, but he only felt that the walking dead - no one understood him.

At this time, Shen Langxi appeared, and Meng Xiu even felt that her appearance was ingeniously terrifying.

Her knowledge and whimsy filled the boredom of the capital, and he sometimes even felt that he couldn't afford to lose her...... He didn't want to be alone anymore. But he didn't want to marry her, and he couldn't even bear to hug her.

She's so beautiful......

They can only be a shoulder-to-shoulder relationship.

"Zili," Nie Xiuhe brought the balm he found everywhere to Su Zili: "That box of Yueji, the taste is the most special." ”

"Or are you careful," Su Zili leaned on Nie Xiuhe's shoulder: "But, when do you say we can really be together?"

"It's soon," Nie Xiuhe looked at Su Zili gently: "The prince sent me to Xizhou, and when I come back, I will redeem you." We'll be together forever. ”

"Okay," Su Zili felt a little relieved.

It's just that after that day, she hasn't seen Nie Xiuhe again for a long time.

Lin Zaifeng's sending Nie Xiuhe to Xizhou was just a trivial matter, but Nie Xiuhe had been gone for a month and still hadn't heard from him......

"Xizhou ......" Lin Zaifeng frowned and asked the attendants on the side: "Who is there in Xizhou?"

"If you have to say ......," the attendant replied hesitantly, "except for General Zeng...... I'm afraid there is no one else. ”

"Zeng Yiren?"

Nie Xiuhe met the Zeng Yi people in Xizhou.

In other words, Zeng Yi was waiting for him.

Zeng Yiren's cousin, Zeng Motang, was sent to the palace a few months ago. Zeng Motang was favored and was named a noble person, and he can be compared with a noble person in the palace.

Zeng Yiren had a meritorious role in suppressing Yuzhou before and was named a garrison general.

"I don't know what the general has to tell the minions this time?" Nie Xiuhe asked later.

"You don't have to salute the minister," Zeng Yiren smiled: "Lord Wang." ”

When Lin Zaifeng arrived in Xizhou, Nie Xiuhe had long since disappeared. Although Nie Xiuhe was just a slave servant, Lin Zaifeng always regarded him as a brother who grew up together...... But now......

"Lord Wang," Zeng Yiren looked at the anxious Lin Zaifeng, and showed a weird smile: "Do you really not know anything?"

"Sure enough, you did it!" Lin Zaifeng was furious: "Where did this king offend you? Nie Xiuhe is just a slave, you have to hold on to it?"

"The prince is angry," Zeng Yiren said slowly: "The minister didn't lock him up, but there are some people, once they know something...... He will do it himself. Lord, you love the people like a son......"

Zeng Yiren's tone became more and more strange.

"You will know later: good and evil cause and effect, there will be a result!"