Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

The memory ended here, Jiang Luoyu squinted his eyes, closed the folding fan in his hand again with a clatter, and did not look at the expression of the old housekeeper who had been following him at this time, so he clenched his palms tightly, as if finally It was as if he had made up his mind, and he lowered his voice and asked.

"Uncle Cangliu, there is something Luo Yu wants to entrust to you."

The old man did not expect that Jiang Luoyu's lengthy silence would be caused by his own question, and he already felt that there was something strange at this moment. Please give me your orders."

"Please ask Meng Jiuqian, the shopkeeper of Hanjiang Pavilion, to get an apricot-yellow women's light shirt before this summer. He knows exactly what it will be." Jiang Luoyu lowered her eyebrows slightly. , the smile on his lips was sharp and vicious, but it was mostly covered by the reopened fan.

"Also, don't forget to have an apricot flower embroidered with apricot yellow and silver thread at the corner of that shirt."

The old man didn't expect such an answer, but when he thought about what the prince asked him at that time, he suddenly shivered, and the expression on his face quickly disappeared: "Dare to ask the prince, this clothes... what size?"

Jiang Luoyu chuckled, fixed her eyes on the old butler behind her, and said word by word: "Of course it's the size of Jiang Hui, the eldest lady of this county's palace."

The old housekeeper trembled when he heard the words, but when he just raised his eyes, he happened to meet Jiang Luoyu's bottomless gaze, knowing that this was Jiang Luoyu's test for himself, an old man in the palace—if If he accomplished this, if something happened to Jiang Hui in the future, the two of them would be grasshoppers on the same line.

If Yang Fengyin went against the law, Jiang Luoyu had already taken over the Hanjiang Pavilion with his own help and gained a firm foothold, then the first person to be used as an example to others would be him, the housekeeper of the palace.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart, and when he turned to look at Jiang Luoyu's bottomless eyes at this moment, he felt inexplicably admiring - as if when he was young, he saw the same girl in the same suit. The light blue Shizi's robe looks like the previous Xiaoyao Wang who squinted and smiled at him.

Even the means of scheming are exactly the same, and they really deserve to be their own father and son.

The old butler paused for a moment, with a tone of relief or annoyance, he finally met Jiang Luoyu's inquiring eyes, raised his hand and responded, "I respect your order."

Finally agreed.

Jiang Luoyu didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief, or lower his eyes and silently agree.

Since he was reborn a year ago, under the guidance of the old housekeeper of the palace, he began to deal with those silver villages and land that he didn't pay much attention to before. They settled the accounts, and then pretended that they were soldiers in the barracks. After familiarizing themselves with everything in the fief, the old housekeeper who had almost no respect for him in his previous life finally gave him a surprise.

That was the Hanjiang Pavilion, an intelligence network founded by his father, which he never knew about in his previous life.

After getting the Hanjiang Pavilion, he gradually recovered from the boundless fear of not being able to grasp the reality, and the nightmare of having himself in the cold palace every night.

Although I was grateful to the old butler for his loyalty at that time, but later I thought of my experiences in my previous life, the old butler who was dismissed after listening to Mrs. Zhen, and the old butler who disappeared without a trace, and the token of Hanjiang Pavilion that the old butler took to nowhere. , Jiang Luoyu felt that today's

You can't take it lightly.

Once reborn, it is impossible for him to trust anyone casually.

He only believes in himself.

Only yourself, will not betray yourself.

After being reborn, every time he sat quietly by the couch and was troubled by nightmares and couldn't sleep, he said to himself countless times in his heart that in this world, he would never fall in love with anyone again, and he would never fall in love easily again. Trust someone.

When the two walked to the outer door one after the other, Jiang Luoyu raised a smile on his lips, and told the gray-clothed old man who was about to leave in front of him: "Within one year after leaving, all matters big or small in the palace will be resolved." I will ask Uncle Cangliu. If there are any unsolvable problems in the fief, Uncle Cangliu can ask Hanjiang Pavilion to deliver a letter to Luo Yu."

Hearing the words, Jiang Cangliu looked deeply at Jiang Luoyu who was standing on the steps in front of him, his handsome face was illuminated by the bright golden sun, he couldn't help bowing down and saluting, his tone was a bit sighing: "Your Majesty is so scheming, don't The prince who lost back then has indeed grown up."

The look in Jiang Luoyu's eyes froze, and the light-colored robe was blown by the warm spring breeze, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Luoyu dare not take this seriously, even if he has gained some wisdom in the past few years , it must be the credit of Uncle Cang Liu."

"The son will break the old slave, and the old slave dare not take credit for it. Presumably if the prince is here at this time, he will definitely feel at ease when he sees the son..." Jiang Cangliu sighed, and then pressed the words Not to mention, finally Yin Yin said a word, then got on the horse and left.

"The son is alone in the capital, so you must take care of yourself. This old slave will leave now."

Jiang Luoyu stared fixedly at the leaving figure of the gray-clothed old man, couldn't help closing her eyes, and raised her head to let the scorching sun shine on her cheeks.

If the father is still there, will he really feel at ease when he sees his current appearance?

Maybe it will be sad.

But how?

This bloody wind is about to pass through his hands, and it will slowly unfold in the bustling flower viewing feast in Kyoto.

As long as I think about it... I can't wait.

When thinking this way, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help lowering his eyes slightly, turned around and wanted to walk through the two-story archway with winter jasmine flowers hanging down, but before he could take a slow step, when his eyes glanced away inadvertently, he was a little surprised I suddenly saw a quiet figure standing under a pear tree full of snow-colored pear blossoms not far away.

That pair of clear eyes stared at him steadfastly, countless snow-white petals mixed with light blue rustled down, and first swirled mischievously on the sleeves with dark light, the whiteness mixed with light-colored light of gold , at this moment, it seemed as if he could completely cover up the hideous scar on that person's face, his slender and straight body wrapped in a snow-colored robe, and his white palm fully unfolded, leaving only his light-colored lips with a gentle arc that did not know when.

Jiang Luoyu looked at him in a daze, and was stunned for a while, only to feel that an indescribable heat gradually spread from his fingertips and eyes, and from the bottom of his heart, it boiled continuously for a while. After that, he ran towards his limbs and bones at an even faster speed.

As a human being in two lifetimes, he didn't even know what this feeling was, but he couldn't help raising his feet, and walked towards the figure quietly waiting for him under the tree, step by step.

"Waiting for me all this time?"

The man looked at him in silence for a long while, the curve of his lips curled up, and he handed him a light blue pear blossom that fell completely in his hand.

Jiang Luoyu stared fixedly at the pear blossom in his palm that was in full bloom, and the light blue veins were exposed by the sunlight. The faint smile on his lips suddenly faded away completely, turning into an untouchable affection.

In the end, he didn't raise his hand to take the pear flower, nor did he show a calm and calm smile again, but he slowly raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, with a very low and slow voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something. Called out the words.

"Bai Minyu?"

Even after hearing his low voice, those smoky eyes still stared at him fixedly, and then they closed suddenly after a long time, covering up the shimmer and softness in the eyes.

Seeing those eyes disappearing in front of her, Jiang Luoyu seemed to be bewitched suddenly, she took a step forward very slowly, raised her slender white fingers little by little, and caressed that person's cold face After a pause, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed those thin lips.

A gust of wind blew, and the pear blossom in the white palm finally fell to the ground. His slender fingers grasped the light blue sleeves at some point, and the long black hair slipped from the headband, covering the last smile on his face.

When Jiang Luoyu hurried back to the Bibo Garden alone, she saw his back from a long distance away from the moon, and quickly walked up to him, smiled and bowed, but when she was about to speak, she was a little He glanced at his eldest son in surprise, and opened his round eyes wide.

"My lord, your ears—why are your ears so red?"

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu glanced at her lightly, and then glanced out of the empty courtyard behind her, the expression on her face couldn't tell what it was, it just made Zhuyue in front of her feel extraordinarily complicated , It was so complicated that I could hardly tell what that look was like.

Just as Zhuyue blinked and looked at her eldest son in bewilderment, she finally heard Jiang Luoyu's voice, which seemed to be more indescribable than before, and seemed to be mixed with anger.

"Shut the gate of the courtyard tightly. No one named Bai is allowed to come in today!"

After Zhuyue watched her eldest son finished speaking, she entered the main room at a speed similar to fleeing for her life, and then closed the door with a bang. She couldn't help but look at the closed door with puzzled eyes, thinking silently .

Bai?

Who is the surname Bai?White Twins?

No... Bai Gemini come in?

why?

Digression: Hey youngsters, why are you so weak and swollen lately... Could it be that you are all hot?receive

Hiding ashes is often not enough, please help! ! ! T_T If this continues, I will cry for you to see.