Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

When Jiang Luoyu's drowsy voice sounded, the hand around his waist suddenly loosened, and he noticed Murong Hao's abnormality, so he immediately raised his head, his eyes touched Murong Hao's expression at this moment, Then, when he followed his gaze towards the place where the noise gradually disappeared, he was immediately stunned.

like.

The main road ahead was blocked by the source of the noise, and the carriage gradually stopped. Jiang Luoyu straightened up and raised the curtain in front of Murong Hao, and fixed his eyes on the place surrounded by many people. Dressed in a dark blue cloth that was old enough to be whitish, with a wooden hairpin to tie his hair, the handsome man whose face could not be concealed by the vicissitudes of life, immediately turned his eyes to the person beside him in shock.

He had seen a portrait of Murong Min before, such a stunning man with incomparably exquisite facial features, but the biggest difference between Murong Hao and him was his handsome silhouette carved with a knife and an axe. Murong Min's beauty was almost demonic when he smiled, and Murong Hao When Hao smiled, he was breathless like a god.

The moment he saw that commoner man, he understood everything almost instantly.

Jiang Luoyu lowered his head, took a deep breath, smiled and looked at the man beside him with serious eyes and a face as frozen as ice, tried his best to slow down his tone, raised his hand to hold his cold and slender fingers, and called out in a low voice : "Zhaomin...Zhaomin?"

I don't know how long it took, the person who had been staring at the outside finally withdrew his eyes, and his eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the person beside him, with a trace of smile on the corner of his lips, but his expression was still in a daze: "... …What's wrong?"

Jiang Luoyu took a fixed look at him, smiled and sat beside him, watching the girl outside the curtain of the carriage who was almost trampled under the hooves of a galloping horse, and was quickly rescued by a passing man in blue. The place where the mother knelt down and thanked the people around her for talking about it, which caused the noise.

In a blink of an eye, he happened to see the man in blue rejecting the invitation of the little girl's mother, riding his horse and preparing to leave alone.

After watching for a while, he turned his head and stared at Murong Hao, whose eyes were becoming more and more complicated but refused to look out. He lowered his voice and asked word by word: "Do you know the one who saved the little girl just now?" The girl's people?"

Unexpectedly, this time, as soon as Jiang Luoyu's words came out of his mouth, Murong Hao didn't see the slightest hesitation or silence, his expression instantly became indifferent, and he shook his head: "I don't know."

Hearing that he didn't know each other, Jiang Luoyu still smiled, and didn't ask any more questions, just moved her body, watching the commoner man bid farewell to the common people, sitting on the horse and walking slowly towards the carriage, After a while, the sound of horseshoes approached the carriage, and they were about to cross the carriage and walk towards the inner city.

At this moment, Murong Hao who was sitting next to him suddenly turned around, facing the carved window with the curtains wide open, and under Jiang Luoyu's surprised eyes at the moment, he was facing the horse riding a horse. Passing over the side of the carriage, he casually turned his head and glanced at the carriage, but when he saw Murong Hao's face, his expression was so shocked that he was stunned, and even the horse rein slipped from his hand, showing a man in ordinary clothes with a bit of sarcasm and a stern smile.

It was the first time Jiang Luoyu saw a smile that seemed to contain pain, despair and deep hatred on his face.

Realizing what was hidden in that smile, Jiang Luoyu's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately lowered the curtain of the carriage, stretched out his hand and squeezed the man's hand, and when he was about to speak to let the carriage set off, he felt the man holding back his hand. He touched his hand, and his tone was icy cold like never before.

"But I know that he is a member of the Ruyang Xiao family."

"Ruyang Xiao family?" As soon as Murong Hao opened his mouth, Jiang Luoyu was startled secretly. Thinking of Murong Min's identity and the age of the commoner man, he felt terrified for a moment, but he lowered his voice and asked, "What about that?" Age... is it Duke Protector Xiao Yun, or General Zuo Weiwei Xiao Yu?"

Murong Hao closed his eyes, without hesitation at all, knowing what he guessed, he stopped saying words he didn't know: "Xiao Yun."

Jiang Luoyu's heart tightened, and the terrible guess in his heart instantly sprouted green shoots, and he clenched the man's fingers that couldn't be warmed at all, and his words were somewhat difficult.

"It turned out to be the protector of the country, Xiao Yun. It was the first time I saw him. It is said that he was victorious in all battles when he was young. As a son of a noble family, he often liked to help the common people. He called tens of thousands of troops to respond, and his martial arts were unparalleled in the world. He was once hailed as the God of the Golden Army, but then he suddenly resigned from his official position and went away to live in seclusion. gone."

20 years ago...wasn't it the year when Murong Min gave birth to Murong Hao?

"Zhaomin?"

"I'm fine." The carriage moved forward again, and when the car was bumped, the curtains flew, and the figure of the man in the civilian clothes on the horse could be vaguely seen, but gradually disappeared, leaving only the man in the dark red robe smiling. Looking at the person in front of him, the smile couldn't get into his eyes, "You're so smart, can't you hide everything from you?"

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Jiang Luoyu blinked, then suddenly raised her arms to hug him tightly, and murmured in a low voice, "If you don't want me to know, I won't think about anything, and I won't let you know." Just don't know anything."

The horse-drawn carriage was rolling along the bluestone road, and after a while, it left the gate of the imperial capital, and headed towards the undulating mountains farther away. After walking for about an hour, it was already noon in the morning. The carriage gradually stopped, and the driver sitting in front of the carriage lowered his voice to report.

"Young master, Neijun, you have already arrived at the old house."

As soon as the place arrived, Mian Xing, who was sitting in front of the carriage, jumped down, moved a small stool for Murong Hao who had just stepped down, and then watched Murong Hao help Jiang Luoyu down, then turned around and knocked on the door. After a while, they saw a plaque with the three characters of Murong's family hanging on it. The magnificent old house opened the gate to the end of the wall, and welcomed them and several guarding soldiers to enter.

As soon as he walked into the old mansion, Jiang Luoyu looked around for a moment, and while walking forward under the leadership of Murong Hao, he said in a low voice: "It's such a big mansion, although the scenery is pleasant and beautiful, but it's a bit far away from the imperial capital." It's far away, otherwise the Murong clan's direct line wouldn't have moved their family to the inner city."

When the two were talking, they were about to go up the steps, Murong Hao curled his lips and said, "Be careful where you step."

After watching Jiang Luoyu walk up the cobblestone path, Murong Hao clenched his hand even more tightly, and when he spoke to the people beside him, his voice was low as if he was afraid of waking him up: "I'll see you later Grandmother, if you have any Gu you want, you can tell grandma, she is very talkative."

"I'm afraid it's for you, maybe not for me." Jiang Luoyu shook his head with a smile, a little noncommittal, but his tone was somewhat unclear, "The old man has always been partial, let alone you are her now The eldest grandson is naturally Aiwujiwu."

"Don't worry." After crossing the corridor and aisle in front, and passed a garden full of flowers of various colors, Jiang Luoyu could vaguely see a figure swaying in the distance, and finally heard the sound of Murong Hao who was more beautiful than usual. In a gentle voice, "Grandmother

I will love you too much. "

The two smiled at each other, released their interlocking fingers, and stepped up to enter the door.

As soon as they entered the room, they had been sitting at the head of the room, and the two who seemed to have been waiting for a long time greeted them, Jiang Luoyu and Murong Hao stopped in their tracks and bowed their heads.

It didn't take long for the two of them to cross the threshold, and before they could see the people sitting in the room clearly, a voice with a smile and a slight uplift sounded next to their ears: "This is the sweetheart that Haoer wants to marry? Hurry up!" Let grandma see."

Murong Hao watched the people beside him lower their heads, but he didn't see that the person in the main seat had stood up, and when he walked towards him, he didn't say a word to remind him, but just lowered his body and saluted: "Hao has seen grandma, please." Grandmother Ann."

Just as Jiang Luoyu lowered her head, before she finished speaking, she felt her hand being grabbed by the other hand, but she finished speaking without pausing, and then looked up: "Jingyu has met grandma, grandma, please .”

Taking a closer look, the person holding my finger is a slightly older, elegantly dressed, but very hale and hearty old woman. She is surrounded by a beautiful apricot-yellow skirt and a purple lantern skirt. He walked over with the help of a dignified maid, raised his hand to support him, looked him up and down, and showed a satisfied smile.

"He is really a child with both talent and appearance, Hao'er, your vision is really not bad."

Jiang Luoyu quickly sized up the person in front of her, and knowing that this was Murong Hao's grandmother, the mistress of the Murong family, Miao Jiang Shengnv, her smile softened even more: "Jingyu is ashamed, it was the grandmother who praised you. "

Murong Hao originally stepped forward and was talking to the old Prime Minister Murong who was still sitting on the main seat with a smile on his face. Hearing this, he turned around and echoed with a smile: "Grandmother is right, that's exactly what it is."