His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan sat idly in the tavern for a while.

Yi Xiao didn't go through the long letter that Li Changge left to Wei Lingshan in the red sac, but folded it neatly, and then he took out a black cloth bag from his waist.

"Well, from now on, the red sac belongs to me, and the black sac belongs to you. His Royal Highness smiled and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

Wei Lingshan couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only stretch out his slender hand and take the black sac.

His Royal Highness watched with satisfaction as Wei Lingshan hung the black sac on his waist, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't help but smile, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Wei Lingshan tidied up his clothes slightly, propped his elbows and said, "Where are you going next?"

His Royal Highness's gaze wandered slightly, and finally stayed on Wei Lingshan's beautiful face, what surprised Yi Xiao was that Wei Lingshan's face was not annoying, the more he looked at it, the more amazing he became, and in the end, it was difficult to look away.

His Royal Highness smiled and said, "As long as Miss Wei doesn't rob her, I will go wherever you say today." ”

After hearing this, Wei Lingshan glared at Yi Xiao symbolically, ignoring this guy's usual tricks, and then she frowned slightly, a place appeared in her mind, and she subconsciously said, "Or ...... Going to the Peony Garden?"

"Okay, let's go to the peony garden. His Royal Highness's gaze still stayed on the naturally carved pink cheeks, and his smile did not decrease, no matter what kind of disciple he looked like at the moment, he whispered to the pretty face that was close at hand: "If Da Wei Longque is willing to take me into the boudoir, today I will insist on robbing the color, and I will not resist." ”

Wei Lingshan had long sensed that a certain ill-intentioned guy had bad eyes and frivolous words.

She smiled slightly, and said softly, "Your Highness's swordsmanship has been practicing well recently?"

Then a pitch-black scabbard was gently slapped on the table by Wei Lingshan.

Seeing that Qi Yu's scabbard trembled with the entire table, the corners of His Royal Highness's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly took his eyes off Wei Lingshan's body, and sat upright, not daring to say more.

Serve softly.

Then Yi Xiao suddenly said: "The peony garden is in the palace, and now if you want to enter it, I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

Wei Lingshan shook his head lightly and said, "It's okay. ”

His Royal Highness frowned, and for no reason thought of the mysterious emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty who still did not show up even though he was the seventh red moon of July.

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One tail red pavilion.

Thousands of peonies are in full bloom, this is the holy place where peonies bloom in all seasons in the world, and they are purple and red, and they are magnificent.

Outside the peony pavilion, there is a green curtain and a lotus platform across a mile of peonies.

There was a figure lying reclining in the peony pavilion.

He was lazily lying on the bench in the pavilion, supporting his cheeks with one hand, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes looked into the distance, his smile was faint, and his sleepiness was hazy.

Wearing a purple shirt, with a slightly open and closed red fan around his waist.

"Zong Heng. He opened his mouth softly and said: "It is rare to have the interest of enjoying the flowers, but there are always people to disturb you, you guard the entrance of the peony garden, idle people, etc., are not allowed to enter." ”

The middle-aged man holding the sword standing beside the purple-shirted man nodded slightly, rolled up his sleeves and bowed his head, and was about to withdraw.

The purple-shirted master chuckled and added: "If you break in, you will be killed." ”

The leader of the Northern Wei Dynasty's sword path, Xuanhuang Jian, who used to be the second in the heavenly list, had a calm face after hearing this, and his hands were still steady holding the sword, but his voice trembled slightly and said that word.

"Yes. ”

Hyun Shangyu hummed softly and continued to close his eyes.

In this scene, on the blue curtain lotus stage, there was actually a sound of drama.

There was no one on stage.

And the purple-shirted man in the audience smiled as brightly as a lotus flower.

He muttered to himself like in a dream.

"Read it. ”

If there is no one, the green curtain on the lotus platform moves with the wind, and the man in the purple shirt closes his eyes and raises his hand in a side-lying position.

The big red fan opens.

The twelve dustless faces on the fan rotated open.

All of them are alluring to the country and the city.

If you look closely, there seems to be a little snow white on top of the red fan.

Northland blizzards.

The red fan swayed gently, the fragrant breeze blew on his face, and the purple-shirted man slowly opened his eyes.

"It's coming. ”

There was a loud bang outside the peony garden, and the ground trembled, dusty, and then quiet.

There was a dead silence.

The army came to an abrupt halt, and only one voice remained.

The wooden door outside the Red Pavilion Garden was gently pushed open, reflecting the figures of two young men and women.

The sound of the horse's hooves stomping on the ground was noisy, and the Luoyang Forbidden Army rode the war horse and raised its head and snorted, the horse's head was forcibly pulled and lowered, and the sound of half of the snort stopped with a sneer.

Xuanhuang Sword Sect, who was ordered to go out to kill, sighed and stopped between the two of them and the forbidden army.

Wei Lingshan's face was calm, and the white clothes and white socks were not stained with dust along the way, pushed open the wooden door, and took the lead into the peony garden.

Yi Xiao turned around with a smile, one hand kept flat in front of his chest, and held the narrow token engraved with the word "Cao" to many riders.

Luoyang heart.

He smiled and stepped back until he entered the peony garden, then closed the red-painted wooden door before he put down the token of power that the Wei Emperor had given to the dragon bird, which represented the supreme status.

And the cavalry of the forbidden army, whose face remained unchanged when they saw the "Luoyang Heart", could only be silent at this moment.

Zong Heng stood with his sword in his arms, facing the hundred horsemen with an expressionless face, his clothes were swept backwards by the strong wind, and he said in a calm voice: "You guys are really bold. When you see the 'Luoyang Heart', do you dare to give birth to a killing heart?"

Zong Heng naturally knew the reason.

And the hundred horsemen are silent.

After the death of the champion Hou, the captain of the forbidden army who led the team was assigned to the inner city of Luoyang, and it has been sixteen years, and he has been ordered to travel countless times.

He never thought that such a lovely girl would one day grow up and leave the inner city of Luoyang.

The Pearl of Great Wei.

The Northern Wei Dynasty can be worthy of her, and naturally the only one who is the childhood sweetheart of the Longque County Lord is Chen Wanjuan.

It's not just because of two little guesses.

More because he is the heir of the champion Lord Hou.

To this day, Wei Lingshan and this black-clothed young man of unknown origin traveled hand in hand to Luoyang, and then entered the city in pairs without disguise.

The captain of the forbidden army thought of what the champion Hou said to his group of veterans before his death: "The heart lives for the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the body dies for the Northern Wei Dynasty." Life and death are mandated by heaven, and a heart is quiet after death. ”

He led the team almost without a second of thought.

The hundred horsemen came out in a mighty way, but stopped in front of the black-clothed young man who turned his back to face the hundred horsemen in an incomparably coarse attitude.

The white-clothed girl who was held in the palm of Emperor Wei's hand walked straight all the way, without a momentary pause, without even looking back at herself.

She just took out the Luoyang heart from her arms, and then handed it to the young man in black, who took the Luoyang heart and held it high.

The captain of the forbidden army, who originally wanted to shout the name of the champion Xiaohou Chen Wanjuan, swallowed the name stubbornly, and then had to rein in the precipice with an ugly face.

Two people take one step, and a hundred horses force one step.

Until Zong Heng hugged the sword and his face was ugly.

He greeted Yi Xiao, his long sleeves fluttering, his pace was extremely fast, and when he passed by His Royal Highness, he spoke in a low voice.

"I advise the county lord not to enter the park and return immediately. ”

Wei Lingshan, who had already smelled the breath of the purple shirt, just nodded lightly after hearing this, his eyebrows were calm, and then pushed open the wooden door of the peony garden.

Zong Heng could only swallow a sigh back into his stomach, faced the hundred horses, pointed to the forbidden army captain who led the team out of the hurry, and said quietly: "You waited for the forbidden army to defend the city, but you neglected your duties and traveled without order, you should have resigned from your military position, and each received ten military staffs, and read that the county lord was kind, exempted from punishment, and retreated quickly." ”

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Outside the peony garden, the sound of ground trembling sounded again.

It's just that at this moment, it is no longer the noise of the pressure swarming, but the neat sound of the horse's hooves that are fading away when leaving.

Xuan Shangyu didn't look back, and he knew that the two had entered the peony garden.

He had a smile on his face, still lying on his side with his eyes closed.

His Royal Highness entered the peony garden and arrived first, and at this moment, he was sitting in front of the purple-shirted master.

He smiled at the purple-shirted man with the reckless aura of the Northland.

The clothes are stained with the frozen soil of the Northern Plains, and the red fans are glued with unmelted Far Northern snow flakes.

Yi Xiao smiled unceremoniously: "Rushed back from Beiyuan?"

Xuan Shangyu didn't open his eyes, and nodded with a smile.

Then he held up a finger and shook it gently in front of his lips.

"Watching a play. ”

His Royal Highness turned his head and stood up, his smile stiff.

Wei Lingshan slowly stood beside Yi Xiao, side by side.

Within one mile, tiled countless peonies, red and purple, extremely gorgeous in the world.

A mile away, on the green curtain lotus platform, there was a light laugh.

There was an extra slender figure there.

High updo with wide sleeves.

She turned her back to the crowd and chuckled to herself.

So all beings lost their souls.

On the lotus platform, the woman stood up, the wide dress slowly fell, and after it faded, a layer of plain yarn was revealed, and under the plain yarn, a vermilion light coat as red as blood loomed.

Whether it was the red dress, or the plain yarn draped outside the red clothes, it fell slightly at this moment, exposing her jade-white and flawless shoulders.

Red lyre.

Redcoat.

Yi Xiao turned his head to look at the purple-shirted man, and all he saw was his slowly open eyes, where the smile was faint and playful.

His Royal Highness silently raised his hand, and the hibiscus wound up like a snake.

Xuan Shangyu raised his hand slightly, twisted the blade of the sword with both hands, and deflected the demon sword away. He looked directly into Yi Xiao's eyes, where the two green lotuses swirled and bloomed, and the golden light was compelling.

He chuckled and repeated two words: "Watch the play." ”

His Highness took a deep breath.

Move your gaze back to the lotus flower.

Just watched for a second.

The woman with the same back as the woman in red sighed softly, held the red qin in her bare hands, and pulled the green strings left and right.

Bang bang.

Like the top of the torrent city, the bright moon falls, and the Qijiang River roars.

This was followed by an extremely incongruous sword roar.

Yi Xiao inserted the hibiscus on the red pavilion and sat back on the seat.

The wind and snow in the northern plains were reckless, and Yi Xiao never thought that the meeting with the red-clothed person would actually be in Luoyang.

Wei Lingshan sat down beside Yi Xiao.

The color under the small hall was uncertain, and finally he spit out a breath of turbidity.

He stood still, his eyes no longer looked at the purple shirt that kept floating in the red pavilion, but looked at the green curtain lotus platform, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will accompany you to watch the play." ”