Huafa Luoyang

Tian Luo is the only biological sister of the King of Southern Border. This secret has been hidden in Xun Luo's heart for a long time, but now that it is revealed suddenly, he can't grasp any emotions in his mind except blank.

After watching him for a while, I finally asked, "How did you know?"

"You wanted to ask me this question a long time ago, didn't you?" Zhuang Jiuyao smiled and grabbed his hand.

Xun Luo nodded: "It's just that I don't know how to ask the question, and I don't know what answer I want to get." He was silent for a while, and then said bluntly: "I'm afraid that the answer will push you away from me."

"Don't blame me." Zhuang Jiuyao touched his face with his hand, "The original Qinglong hall master is indeed my master's internal response, but since he died under your sword, it is very difficult for me to get my hands on Tianmen. None of my fine work can get inside."

Xun Luo Xindao was sure enough, but he still didn't understand: "Why is Doctor Liu Xian..."

Zhuang Jiuyao chuckled, "Of course it's for surveillance. Although a place like Tianmen is for the purpose of stabilizing the country for the Holy One, it's really too much, your mother..."

"Tianluo." Xun Luo corrected his address.

"Tianluo." Zhuang Jiuyao changed his name in a good manner, and continued, "Tianluo is a little crazy, Master thinks this place is not good, and he can't bear to watch some people go further and further. Becoming a confidant of Da Zhou. After all, ability and power, even if there is only one of the two, it is difficult to deal with it if there is a disagreement, let alone Tianmen, which has almost no restrictions. The Holy One is really a bit... self-willed."

Seeing that Xun Luo nodded, he slowly said again: "Although Ming Changzhi is an undercover agent, it was not discovered by Hall Master Qinglong. You should be most aware that Tianluo has plenty of ways to monitor anyone in the door. Hall Master Qinglong was at that time ... have no choice."

Xun Luo was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then took a deep breath with difficulty: "Did you think I deserved to die before? After all, I am a little ghost born of a big ghost."

"That's because I didn't know that little ghosts would grab people's hearts like this." Zhuang Jiuyao smiled with narrowed eyes.

Xun Luo lowered his head slightly, and spoke with difficulty: "Tianluo and I..."

"It's not the same." Zhuang Jiuyao said, "You are different from her. If Tianmen had never had civil strife, one day you inherit Tianmen, you will definitely not be the same as her."

Xun Luo looked at him for a while, and finally nodded.

The two were looking at each other affectionately, when the door was pushed open, and Zhuang Ning'er appeared at the door, seeing both of them looking at him, stammered, "I, I, I, I'm back!" gone."

Zhuang Jiuyao chuckled: "Look and see."

Xun Luo followed with a smile, Zhuang Ning'er hurriedly closed the door, and said: "I was stopped at the gate of the Nanjiang King's palace, and when I walked out, I took a sneak peek, and the Nanjiang King was really lying on the couch .Princess Ayi should come here in person later, we seem to have to trust her now."

As she spoke, she came over and said softly, "Young master, our trip may be a disaster."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhuang Jiuyao reached out and flicked her forehead.

Zhuang Ning'er covered her forehead, looked at him half wronged and half angrily, then looked at Xun Luo Ping's expression, and sighed.

The prince is not in a hurry, servant girl.

As the evening approached, someone came from Hanu's side, saying that a feast was ready to welcome His Royal Highness the King of Shu who had come thousands of miles away, and also to clean up the dust for the princess who had been away from home for a long time.

Zhuang Jiuyao had changed out of his old robe, and wore a black singlet. In order to avoid the dull color and also to show his dignity, the cuffs and collar were embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns.He also added two more waist accessories than usual, looking neither too serious nor losing his dignity.

Even Zhuang Ning'er changed into a light yellow gauze, looking graceful.Xun Luo, on the other hand, was dressed in sky blue as usual, without any decorations, he looked very stable.

When they arrived at the main hall of the palace, the following guards stayed outside, only three of them were ushered in, and when they reached the threshold, someone stopped Xun Luo: "My lord, your sword cannot be brought into the palace."

Before he could open his mouth, a cold voice came from the other side: "This is the personal bodyguard of His Royal Highness the King of Shu. Do you really think this is the Taiji Palace of the Holy Majesty? You can explain it as you please?"

The guard was obviously taken aback by Ayi, and hurriedly saluted, but because of Hanu's order, he stood there with a stiff face, not daring to retreat or enter.

"It's okay." Xun Luo broke the deadlock, uttered two words lightly, turned around and threw the long sword to the chief guard outside the palace gate.

The guard guarding the gate heaved a sigh of relief, and gave Xun Luo a grateful look. Xun Luo remained expressionless, and followed Zhuang Jiuyao into the hall.

What happened outside was not quiet, but Hanu who was sitting in the hall just pretended not to know, and when he saw someone coming in, he hurriedly saluted: "His Royal Highness King Shu is finally here, please take your seat."

After all, it was not good to be rude, so Zhuang Jiuyao sat at the head, and Hanu was almost side by side.

The two sat down one by one, Hanu's side was the princess, Zhuang Jiuyao's side was Xun Luo, and Zhuang Ning'er stood behind Zhuang Jiuyao.

Accompanying the banquet were the courtiers in the royal city, all of whom seemed to be obsequious to Hanu, only a middle-aged man under Princess Ayi, with marks carved by wind and frost on his face, when the people around him kept flattering Hanu or Zhuang Jiuyao, Enron thought about it for himself, ignoring the people and things around him at all.

A strong person will be calm.

Perhaps because of his temperament, Ayi, who didn't pay much attention to the courtier next to him, was very polite to him, and offered him a glass of wine as soon as he sat down.

After sitting down, the sound of silk and bamboo in the hall reappeared, full of exotic sounds.

Xun Luo sat quietly, seeing Zhuang Jiuyao looking at the man with great interest, he thought silently, this man should be the number one warrior in southern Xinjiang, Xie Muxier.

Halfway through the banquet, Hanu suddenly looked at Zhuang Jiuyao, and said with a smile: "I am very happy to meet His Highness the King of Shu today. I heard that His Highness likes music and dancing. To show his heart, Hanu also specially asked someone to arrange it. His Highness Can I have a look?"

As soon as these words came out, the people on the table fell silent in unison.

Xie Muqier smiled inexplicably, put down the wine glass in his hand heavily, crossed his arms, and looked at everything in front of him like watching a monkey show, with no concealment of disdain and indifference on his face.

Everyone was more or less uncomfortable, and Hanu seemed to be very dissatisfied with him, or maybe he was jealous, and he never set his sights on him, and this time was no exception.

Only Ayi didn't seem to see this scene, only frowned and looked at Hanu: "Uncle?"

Hanu smiled at her: "It's just a dance. After listening to the joy of Southern Xinjiang for a long time, His Royal Highness the King of Shu came all the way. We must show him our sincerity, right?"

He clapped his palms as he spoke, and in response, a group of people came in one after another, both men and women were dressed in Central Plains clothes, and they were untouchable clothes.

The music started again, and it was said to be a dance, but inside it seemed to be telling a story.

The beginning is very cheerful. Although it is the joy of the Central Plains, it still has a more straightforward atmosphere, which is more suitable for the taste of people in southern Xinjiang.

It is roughly about a man and a woman who love each other in troubled times.

I thought it was a story about folk geniuses and beauties, Xun Luo raised his wine glass boredly, and was frowning to search for Zhuang Jiuyao's shadow, but when he heard the music turn, he became sharp and sharp.

Looking up, I saw that the story in Wuzhong had turned a corner.

The arena is supplemented by torches, and the scene of the flames of war is enacted. The man in the middle is caught in a fight, and when his life is dying, he is rescued by the woman.

After the intense and high-spirited drums died down, the soothing sound of the piano sounded like a sigh.

Responding with a pipa, the dancing girl spun around and took a yellow robe from the person next to her, turned around and put it on the man.

Xun Luo was startled, and slightly turned his head to look at Zhuang Jiuyao.

Looking at his side face, he was still calm and breezy, even the smile on the corners of his eyes and lips was still there, but he was the only one who saw it, and the knuckles holding the folding fan turned white again.

Withdrawing his eyes, he went to the palace again.

I saw that although the man had a yellow robe on his body, he was still dressed in tattered and short brown clothes, with a dagger hanging around his waist, as if to say that even if he ruled the world, he was still just a wild man in the grass.

The sound of the piano suddenly turned again, and the sound became sad and lingering. Everything in front of me seemed to be flying by, and it was very soon the end of the whole dance.

The curtain on the side of the hall was lifted, and a child ran up. His small body was wrapped in a gorgeous robe, and he knelt beside the woman, watching her die with hatred.

He also held a string of black jade beads in his hand.

The music gradually stopped, and only two figures, one large and one small, were left in the arena, extremely luxurious and extremely desolate.

Hanu looked at Zhuang Jiuyao: "Your Highness, how is it? I entrusted someone with this music and dance, and specially found the script from the people of Dazhou to modify it."

Ayi next to him seemed to know nothing, and asked, "Uncle, why does such a strange story have no beginning and no end?"

"Is there no beginning and no end?" Hanu smiled, "It looks good to me, the key points are all there."

Ayi frowned, but before he could speak, Xie Muxier suddenly asked: "May I ask Chief Hanu, who is the emperor inside?"

The meaning of these words is to remind him not to commit the crime of disrespect.

This was the first time they heard Semucher speak after they came in. His voice was very calm. After asking, he picked up a glass of wine and looked at Hanu from above the glass.

Hanu smiled when he heard the words, but his eyes did not fall on him, but he looked at Ayi: "Maybe it is some stupid king from the previous dynasty? I don't know, it's just a folk book and a dance."

"The dance is exquisite, and the music is also very good." Zhuang Jiuyao said with a smile, "Leader Hanu is worried."

Hanu smiled, and the surrounding voices started again, Zhuang Ning'er looked at his face and said: "My lord, it's time for us to go back, it's time to drink the medicine."

Her voice was not high, but it was enough for everyone in the hall to hear, Zhuang Jiuyao nodded: "Everyone, go ahead, and I will take my leave first."

Hanu got up and saluted: "His Royal Highness Shu, it's late at night, you are not familiar with this palace, and you drank wine, you have to see the way clearly."

Zhuang Jiuyao squinted his eyes and smiled, leisurely put away his folding fan, lifted his robe, and walked out of the palace gate.

Xun Luo got up and walked half a step behind him.

The voice behind gradually faded away, and Hanu's laughter came out, which gradually took on the smell of the night wind, which seemed a bit intermittent.

Walking out of the palace gate, Xun Luo stretched out his hand to grab the long sword in the hand of the chief guard. After such a pause, a voice came from behind: "Your Highness!"

Zhuang Jiuyao paused for a moment and didn't look back. Ayi rushed over, and the little girl behind her chased after her, shouting "Princess, please slow down".

Ayi turned her head and glared at her, then turned to look at Zhuang Jiuyao: "Your Highness."

Zhuang Jiuyao turned around and looked at her calmly: "What's the matter with the princess?"

"I..." Ayi hesitated for a moment, then quickly whispered, "Your Highness, you want to..."

Right at this point, a deep voice came from behind: "Princess."

Ayi sighed softly as if in frustration, and looked at the person who came and responded: "General Xie Mu."

Xie Muxier nodded, and looked at Zhuang Jiuyao: "His Royal Highness, King of Shu, has been admiring his name for a long time. There was a lot of quarrel in the hall before, and he couldn't say hello."

"General Xie Mu, nice to meet you." Zhuang Jiuyao smiled, seeing that he had no intention of continuing to speak, and seeing that Ayi's gesture of hesitating to speak was gone, so he looked at Xun Luo and Zhuang Ning'er, "Let's go back."

He left after saying that, at the back of Xunluo Palace, he heard Xie Muxier said to Ayi in a soft voice: "Princess, it's very boring tonight, someone from my end brought a small thing..."

The voice gradually faded away.

Zhuang Jiuyao didn't know the way, but he just walked with his head buried. No one came to guide him, let alone stop him.

Xun Luo followed quietly, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, the person in front turned around, saw him alone behind him, and asked softly, "Where's Ning'er?"

Xun Luo also replied softly: "Go back with the chief guard first."

"Oh." Zhuang Jiuyao responded, smiled, and was about to continue walking, but someone grabbed his wrist.

The surrounding area was hazy, only the shape of the rockery could be vaguely seen, there was silence in the air, and it was unknown which garden was in the palace.

Xun Luo grasped it tightly, the palm was rough and dry, but warm: "You don't have to smile like this in front of me."

Hearing this, Zhuang Jiuyao took back his steps, and slowly turned around to look at him.

The corners of the eyes and the curves of the lips slowly decreased, and the face gradually became blank, with only one pair of eyes shining in the night.

The two kept looking at each other for a long time, and Xun Luo suddenly noticed that Zhuang Jiuyao's hands were shaking slightly.

"How dare he make such a joke about my mother," he said with a deadpan expression, but every word seemed to bleed, "how dare he."