Those who come can still be chased [rebirth]

Rong Yan struggled all night in dreams related to his past life.

First, he dreamed of the day when he escaped from the imperial city, the flames filled the sky, the roar of the rebels shook the sky, and the palace people were screaming. He and Li Ye were stained with the blood of so many people. The close relatives and queen mothers all left behind, walking out of death step by step.

After that, Liang Ji began to appear in his dreams.

First, when he fell ill in the post house alone and helpless, Liang Ji descended from the sky and sent him a little warmth, and then the two gradually became acquainted, and knew every detail of their mutual love——

Liang Ji once did nothing all afternoon and just stayed in the mansion to read and write with him; he also rode out of the city to take him hunting in the mountains and fishing by the river; The street corners he would pass by; or brave the wind and snow just to walk through the streets of Longcheng with Liang Ji.

after that--

Inexplicably, he became the mastermind of assassinating Emperor Shouguang, and Liang Ji brought him back to the palace with his own hands, but there was no news of him.He was locked in a remote, cold, inaccessible bedroom, interrogated over and over again, and his wrist was broken alive.

In the end, he had no choice but to drink poisoned wine and died in Liang Ji's arms.

It's just Nanke Yimeng, but it seems to have relived the previous life again, so that when he woke up from the dream, Rong Yan was still in a daze.

For a moment, he even doubted whether he had really been reborn, and whether those memories with Liang Ji were just a fantasy of his own.

They have never had that sweetness and warmth, and they have never been in a relationship that can't be more strange?

"Son!"

UBS came in with warm water and found Rong Yan sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. He couldn't help being surprised, "Why do you look so bad, don't you really suffer from the cold yesterday, or will the steward invite a doctor back later?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a... nightmare."

Rong Yan took the cloth towel soaked in warm water and wiped his face, pulled himself out of the long dream, then raised his head and glanced outside: "Have someone prepare the chariots and horses, and I'll take them out later." go out."

"Still going out?" UBS hesitated, "It's freezing cold, you might as well rest in the mansion. If you have anything to do, tell others to do it."

"Others can't replace you." Rong Yan said indifferently, "I have something to discuss with His Royal Highness Ji Wang... You first ask someone to send a greeting card for me."

UBS knew that this young master of his family had a long history of friendship with King Ji, so he looked at Rong Yan's expression at this moment, and felt that he really had something important to do, so he didn't dare to ask any more, and obediently replied: "Yes, sir."

Less than half an hour after sending out the greeting card, someone knocked hurriedly on the door of the room. UBS went to open the door, and the servant who had just sent the greeting card rolled in in a panic.

Rong Yan put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and looked at him in surprise: "Isn't it to send greeting cards, why did you panic like this?"

"My lord," the little servant stammered, "Small man... the villain is not doing well, so the invitation letter was not sent to Prince Ji's mansion, but was, was..."

Rong Yan fell silent for a while, thought of something, and smiled softly: "People from the Prince's Mansion?"

"Yes," the servant nodded hastily, "the villain was stopped by their people before he arrived at Prince Ji's mansion, and he tore up the greeting card that Young Master sent to His Highness Prince Ji, and said..."

Rong Yan took a sip of the porridge slowly, then tilted his head to look at him: "His Royal Highness has something to bring to me?"

"Yes, my lord." The boy said, and took out a letter from his pocket, "They said it was from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

UBS took the letter and handed it to Rong Yan. Rong Yan opened the letter, looked at the short line on it, fell silent, and nodded: "Got it, go down."

The boy was relieved that he wasn't reprimanded, and he bowed to Rong Yan before stepping out lightly.UBS closed the door and turned around to find that Rong Yan was still staring at the letter thoughtfully.

"In Longcheng, there really is no secret that can't be kept secret." Rong Yan raised his eyes to UBS and said.

UBS carefully looked at Rong Yan's face: "My lord, are you still preparing the carriage?"

Rong Yan gently squeezed the letter in his hand into a ball, and threw it into the charcoal basin beside him: "No need."

When the paper ball met the charcoal fire, it quickly turned into a ball of ashes. Rong Yan stared at it for a while, then blinked slightly: "I will go out by myself later."

The expression on UBS's face was obviously disapproving, but he still said, "Then I'll prepare a thicker cloak for you."

The end of the year was approaching, and the weather seemed to be a little bit colder. Wrapped in the heavy robe prepared by UBS, Rong Yan walked in the cold wind for a while, and felt the chill soaked through his muscles and bones.Fortunately, the place he was going to was not too far away. He didn't walk too far from the south gate, and he saw a pavilion that seemed to appear out of nowhere in this wilderness.

Several guards were standing nearby, and Rong Yanfang was stopped when he approached. Gao Cong, who was sitting crookedly in the pavilion, looked over lazily, and slightly raised his hand: "Let him in."

The guards retreated, and Rong Yan walked slowly into the pavilion under Gao Cong's gaze.

Even though Gao Cong somehow chose such a windy place to meet Rong Yan, he didn't feel wronged at all.

He was wearing a thick fur coat, the hood was buttoned on his head, only half of his face was exposed, he was holding a sleeve stove in his hand, and there were two charcoal basins at his feet, one on the left and one on the right.

On his other side, there was a small tandoor, on which a jug of wine was heating.

Gao Cong watched Rong Yan approaching thoughtfully, and said, "Why don't people prepare chariots and horses? Just walk over here alone?"

"His Royal Highness asked someone to intercept my greeting card to His Royal Highness Ji, and asked me to meet outside the city, presumably because he didn't want to be noticed."

Rong Yan leaned on the pillars of the pavilion, and said slowly, "Every word and deed in Longcheng is watched by people, it's not good to be too ostentatious."

"Even if you changed into your night clothes and came here wearing the stars and the moon, before dawn, anyone who wants to know will know." Gao Cong glanced at the clay stove, "It just so happens that the wine has just warmed up."

Rong Yan approached, lifted the lid and sniffed lightly: "His Royal Highness is so generous today, and prepared such a mellow wine to entertain me."

Gao Cong raised his chin, motioned for Rong Yan to sit down on the thickly padded stone bench opposite him: "You have seen the world in Wei, so if you don't prepare something good, why don't you go to see Gao Chun?" Are you coming to see me?"

Rong Yan Shi Shiran took his seat, looking around, he saw barren mountains covered with thick snow: "I thought His Royal Highness would find a warmer place."

"I thought you would ask the whereabouts of that little guy first as soon as you sat down." Gao Cong condescended to send a charcoal basin at his feet to Rong Yan.

Rong Yan bowed slightly, reached out to the charcoal basin to warm his hands, and then said: "Last night when I found out that His Highness took the man away, I was a little anxious. I just thought it was because he was young and out of character, so I really accidentally offended him." Your Highness, as for now..."

Rong Yan raised his head and looked at Gao Cong quietly: "Since His Royal Highness already knows his identity, he will not easily move him. Qi Ke is now dormant in Yizhou with a heavy soldier in his hand, and Wei Guorongxuan wants to rely on him. And I'm afraid, as for Xu Guo... I think even if His Highness doesn't care about me, he doesn't want to offend Qi Ke casually."

Gao Cong rested his chin on his hands, looked at Rong Yan quietly for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look around, and said, "Although this place is desolate, at least you don't have to worry about the walls having ears."

The man changed the subject calmly, Rong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then nodded in agreement with his words: "That's right, if I had paid attention to this earlier, I wouldn't have to meet His Royal Highness today."

"Gao Chun guards against me like he guards against thieves. It's so easy to overhear you talking to someone in his house."

Gao Cong stretched out his hand and poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and with the other hand pushed an empty glass in front of Rong Yan's eyes, motioning for him to take care of himself: "It was originally the mother who asked me to send someone to find the imperial sister and return to the palace. Inadvertently mentioned that you were talking to a medicine boy in the small garden. I was curious and asked someone to check it out, but I didn't expect that guy who was as big as a kid had a surprising identity. "

Rong Yan paused as he reached out to grab the wine glass, raised his eyes slightly, and focused his eyes on Gao Cong's face.

Gao Cong glanced at him, sat up straight suddenly, kindly helped Rong Yan fill up his wine glass, and then slowly said: "I thought I was busy eating, drinking and having fun every day, so I was surprised that I would pay attention to such a small thing? "

Rong Yan reached out to take the small wine cup, took a sip, the warm wine slowly poured down, the spicy taste spread in the mouth, and a little warmth appeared in the originally cold body.

"Your Highness seems to be cynical, but nothing is left behind. Otherwise, how could he have sent someone to Prince Ji's mansion to send a greeting card before me, and then stopped him?" Rong Yan said slowly, "Your Highness, if you really want to be like yourself As you said, the crown prince should have been given up long ago."

"Aren't you the same? As soon as I got the news that Ben Gong took him away, Liang Ji came to report to you in a hurry." Gao Cong said, "He really stands by Gao Chun's side all the time."

Rong Yan clenched the cup in his hand, and then smiled softly: "The matter between General Liang and His Highness King Ji has nothing to do with me. As long as Your Highness knows, Rong Yan never dared to underestimate you."

"Really?" Gao Cong narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Rong Yan calmly, "In this case, why did you choose to befriend Gao Chun as soon as you arrived in Xu State? Do you think I can't give you what you want, or do you think ...Gao Chun will definitely replace me in the future?"

Rong Yan lowered his head and played with the wine cup in his hand, "His Royal Highness Ji Wang is in charge of the affairs of the Wei State Mission. That's why Rong Yan has some contact with him. How dare you say it's a deliberate acquaintance?"

"Really?" Gao Cong shook the wine in his glass, and took another sip after a long time: "I know that you have gone through all kinds of troubles to break away from Rong Xuan's control and come to Longcheng to seek help. Fortunately, you will regain control in the future Wei Guochao Bureau. However, my father has been in that position for a long time, and he has more worries. Before taking advantage of the civil strife in the Southern Wei Dynasty, we have taken advantage of a lot. How do you say... Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant. So In the beginning, Royal Father didn't want to get involved in your troubles, as long as you act as your proton in an orderly manner, and Rong Xuan pays tribute on time every year, he will be satisfied."

Rong Yan was not surprised, nodded and said: "Your Majesty is right to think so."

Gao Cong drank the wine slowly, and continued: "Gao Chun is best at those false benevolence and filial piety, and rarely violates my father's wishes in court affairs, but this time he went uncharacteristically and insisted on stating the pros and cons to my father. After convincing the old man, he promised to give you a little convenience to help you disrupt the situation in Wei State—but has Gao Chun told you that this is all that my father promised, can you go back to that one? The position depends on your own ability."

Rong Yan smiled slightly: "Even if His Royal Highness Ji Wang didn't say it, I would have expected it."

Gao Cong frowned and looked at him: "That man Gao Chun has deep thoughts, he seems to be helping you, but actually he has other plans."

"His Royal Highness, do you think that matters to me?" Rong Yan tilted his head, "Didn't you just say that, all I want is to take back everything that should belong to me. His Royal Highness Ji Wang If you are willing to help me, I will accept it. As for what purpose he has and what he plans to write in the future, it doesn't matter. I actually don't want to get involved in your Xu country's internal affairs."

"Then if Bengong is also willing to help you?" Gao Cong looked at Rong Yan without moving, "Bengong is the legitimate prince."

"Take the person related to me, and then invite me to this place where there is no village or shop," Rong Yan snorted softly, "It really doesn't seem like you want to help someone, Your Highness."

"That little guy is working as a medicine boy in Prince Ji's mansion. He has to see a doctor for that cloudy guy, and he has to dig medicinal materials outside in the ice and snow. In my mansion, he is raising delicious food and drink. You don't have to worry. If he One day if he wants to leave, Bengong will naturally not stop him, just like you said, I don't want to offend Qi Ke. You should understand, I just don't want to leave this bargaining chip to Gao Chun." Gao Cong said, "As for the appointment You come here...Didn't I specially prepare good wine to entertain you?"

While talking, he stretched out his hand and poured another glass of wine for Rong Yan: "I won't pour wine for others easily."

Rong Yan stared at the wine in the glass for a long time, stretched out his hand and drank it down, and then said: "Then how does Your Highness plan to help me?"

The corners of Gao Cong's lips slowly rose, and he suddenly said: "I will help you marry the imperial sister first, and become a son-in-law, how about it?"

Rong Yan lowered his eyes slightly and did not speak.

Gao Cong thought he was unwilling, and said again: "You also heard that day, my queen mother asked me to help the imperial sister choose a marriage in the court, because she didn't want my imperial sister to marry Gao Chun's brother-in-law. So I thought about it carefully in the court, some of them were too far apart in status, and some were also from Gaochun, and there were some who were familiar with me, but even if I thought about it, Gaochun would not let me do what I wanted. After thinking about it , only your status and status match, and Gao Chun will try his best to make it happen."

"Although it sounds like I'm really suitable." Rong Yan poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly, "But Your Highness, I don't know where it helps me."

"Although the imperial sister was not born to my mother, and her mother is just a low-status court lady, she is the first daughter of my father after all. She has a straightforward personality and has always been loved." Gao Cong said, "If you marry her and become a concubine, You have become one of your own, let alone helping you regain the throne, take ten thousand steps back, even if you have never fought against Rong Xuan in Wei State in the future, you will not even have a way out. Isn't it helping you?"

"I'm really tempted!" Rong Yan lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes. After a long time, he raised his head, "But now that the year is approaching, the Holy Majesty is not in the mood to deal with these trivial things. Why don't you just live peacefully?" One year, bring this up again?"

Gao Cong caught a glimpse of the smile on his lips, and slowly smiled: "Okay, let's spend this year well first."