Those who come can still be chased [rebirth]

The weather was getting colder and colder every day, and the people who went to the Southern Wei Dynasty hadn't returned yet, so Longcheng entered winter first.

Rong Yan curled up on the soft couch, with a charcoal basin beside him, and a sleeve stove in his arms.

Although he lived again, he still couldn't bear the chill in Longcheng.Although I have stopped going out these few days, I have changed into thick clothes in advance and prepared things to keep warm, but I still caught the wind and cold. Since the morning, I have felt sore limbs, dizziness, and fell asleep after taking medicine. , I still can't lift my spirits.

Fortunately, there is nothing to do these days.

Maybe the scene of recuperating in a posthouse alone seems familiar, or maybe because of being sick, the consciousness is a little lax, so I am honored

Consciously remembered the past life.

In his previous life, when the winter started, he also got sick.The members of the mission just waited to deliver the tribute and left quickly, they didn't bother to care about his life or death.He lay alone in the post house for most of the day, without any water or rice, when he was drowsy, he heard the door open and someone came in.

That person is Liang Ji.

Liang Ji probably didn't want anyone to freeze to death in the posthouse he was in charge of, so seeing the cold weather, he called two servants to deliver the charcoal basin. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the little proton curled up on the bed, covering himself with the quilt. It was tightly wrapped, and when he approached, he could hear low sobs and unconscious murmurs—Rong Yan was so feverish that he dreamed of his mother.

Liang Ji invited the doctor over, and asked someone to cook light hot porridge, and sent it to the room together with the fried medicine, and watched Rong Yan drink it.

Liang Ji may have just moved out of compassion at the time, or it may be that his responsibility has done a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

For Yu Rongyan, it was the only warmth he experienced after the country was destroyed and his family was forced to stay away from his homeland, and he suffered all the cold eyes and harsh treatment.

Liang Ji... Rong Yan came back to his senses from his memory, and repeated the very familiar name in a low voice.

Liang Ji in this life would never do such a thing again.

Fortunately, the glory of this life no longer needs that bit of warmth.

The door was knocked suddenly, Rong Yan estimated the time, probably the servants of the post house came to deliver lunch, he rubbed his eyes and sat up straight, before answering: "Come in."

The door opened, and a tall figure came to the soft couch.

After seeing the person coming, Rong Yan was stunned for a moment and immediately restrained his expression, and said coldly: "What's the matter, General Liang?"

Liang Ji's eyes fell on Rong Yan's pale face, his brows frowned, and he took out something from his arms: "The people sent to the Southern Wei Dynasty arrived in Longcheng this morning, and the truth has been revealed, and the jade plaque will be returned to its original owner." .”

Rong Yan raised his eyes and looked at Liang Ji—the face was still familiar in his memory, but the relationship was completely different.

He smiled lightly, and took the jade token with his hand: "For such a trivial matter, General Liang just ask the guards to bring it over."

Liang Ji stared at him playing with the jade token, and suddenly said, "You know that Rong Xuan is going to kill you, why did you come to Longcheng after you escaped that day?"

Rong Yan paused, looked up at Liang Ji: "He thought I was an eyesore and wanted to kill me, so I ran away without a trace. Since then, I have disappeared incognito and let him do what he wanted. Wouldn't that be too cheap for him?"

"So, you want to use the power of Xu Guo to help you regain the throne?" Liang Ji looked complicated, "The purpose of luring Rong Xuan to kill you was to frame the mission, so as to break away from Rong Xuan's control over you, and stay in the country smoothly." In Xu country?"

"It seems that General Liang did eavesdrop on our conversation that day." Rong Yan smiled nonchalantly, "But as you said, I want to borrow the strength of you Xu people, I wish you could know better. "

Liang Ji took a deep breath: "You have spent so much trouble, are you not afraid of a momentary miss, and really put your own life in it?"

"Of course I'm afraid." Rong Yan rolled his eyes and smiled softly, "But what does this have to do with General Liang? Even if I ask you Xu people to help you, I can't ask you, a little right-handed general. "

After saying that, he lowered his head and played with the jade token in his hand again: "Is there anything else for General Liang?"

"No more." Liang Ji glanced at Rong Yan, turned and walked out.

"General Liang," Rong Yan's voice suddenly sounded when Liang Ji walked out of the room, he lowered his head and stroked the jade tablet in his hand, "Do you still remember the name of the Prince of Wei who had the same coat of arms captured earlier? "

"I don't remember." Liang Ji turned around and looked directly at Rong Yan, "What?"

Rong Yan stared at the jade plaque: "This coat of arms was created by my grandfather when he was in power. It is a symbol of the status of the eldest son. Only my father and I have used it in the entire Wei Kingdom, so I am a little curious about where it is. The prince is so courageous. But...it doesn't make sense for me to pursue this in my current capacity."

Putting the jade tablet back on his neck, the confusion in Rong Yan's eyes dissipated, and he looked towards Liang Ji: "General Liang can go."

Liang Ji went out, and the guards at the side noticed his serious expression and asked cautiously: "General, what's the problem?"

Liang Ji glanced at him: "When did he get sick?"

"Who?" The guard was stunned for a moment, and then recovered, "Oh, you mean the young man inside, when he woke up in the morning, he said he was not feeling well, so the subordinate asked a doctor to come over, and the doctor said it was their Wei People can't adapt to the weather in our Longcheng, so they got wind and cold, just take the medicine and rest for a few days, it should be fine, and it shouldn't delay the business, general, you don't have to worry."

Liang Ji glanced at the closed door, "Understood."

After Liang Ji left, Rong Yan fell into a drowsy sleep again, struggling for an unknown amount of time in the dream of the past and present, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky had already darkened.

Candles were lit in the house, and there was a small clay stove next to the bed, which was warming a crock pot on a small fire, and the porridge smelled fragrant when the lid was lifted casually.

Rong Yan didn't eat well all day, and after waking up, he sweated, and recovered a lot of lost strength, and he also developed a bit of appetite for such a can of bland porridge.

The person who prepared the food was very thoughtful. There was a food box beside the tandoor, which contained two small dishes and a few pastries. Rong Yan filled a bowl of porridge for himself, and ate slowly.

Moon stars are rare.

Liang Ji patrolled around the posthouse as usual, and walked towards the posthouse alone, there was the sound of a carriage approaching from far and near, and finally stopped beside him.

"Rongzhi." Gao Chun lifted the curtain of the car and greeted with a smile, "Get in the car?"

"It's not far." Liang Ji saluted, turned around and glanced at the post house not far away, "His Highness is going to the post house so late?"

"Yes, I discussed some things with my father, and I want to go to the post house to meet the proton of Wei Guo." Gao Chun glanced along: "Then I will walk with you."

Liang Ji's eyes flickered in the night, and then he replied: "Alright."

The winter night was extremely cold, Gao Chun was wrapped in a thick fur coat, revealing only a fair face, but Liang Ji beside him was just an ordinary cotton robe, which looked especially thin in the night wind.Gao Chun couldn't help but said: "I know that you martial arts practitioners are strong and strong, but you should wear more clothes in winter, and be careful of catching cold."

Liang Ji kept walking, but only responded, "Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness."

Gao Chun glanced at him sideways, and then suddenly laughed: "If you hadn't had such a cold and calm personality since you were young, I would have wondered if I had done something unintentionally to displease you."

Liang Ji paused, then smiled slightly: "Your Highness is worrying too much."

"Of course it doesn't matter to me. It's just that if you marry a wife and stay so indifferent in the future, it will make people sad." Gao Chun raised his hand and tugged at his collar, then retracted his hands into his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Say Speaking of this, just now in Changle Palace, Father asked Lord Taiwei about your marriage. You have been crowned for more than three years, and there are countless people in the court who are willing to marry you, so there is no one suitable?"

"No." Liang Ji pushed open the gate of the post house, interrupting Gao Chun's words, "The post house is here."

The hustle and bustle of the day dissipated, and the post house became quiet. Many courtyards along the way were already dark, but Rong Yan's room was still brightly lit with candles.Liang Ji knocked on the door lightly, and after getting a response, he pushed the door open, only to find Rong Yan standing in front of the open window wearing only a thin coat.

Liang Ji stepped forward and pulled the man away from the window, and closed the window tightly with his hand back.

Rong Yan broke his wrist away from Liang Ji's grasp, and said dissatisfiedly, "Is the room stuffy and ventilated and must be managed by General Liang?"

Standing in front of the window, Liang Ji looked past Rong Yan, saw the empty crocks and food boxes not far away, and saw that Rong Yan's complexion was indeed a little better than in the daytime, so he finally put it down. Feel free to ignore Rong Yan's words.

Gao Chun stood at the door, gave Liang Ji a strange look, and then turned to Rong Yan, with a gentle voice: "Longcheng is no better than the south, and I'm worried that you will get sick from the cold wind."

"Then General Liang's reminder is a little too late." Rong Yan rubbed his wrist, turned and sat down, "The posthouse is the border of your country Xu, Your Highness can do as you please."

Since the last time, Gao Chun has gained a little understanding of this little proton's temper, and doesn't care about his attitude. After sitting down, he said to Liang Ji: "Rongzhi also sit down."

"His Royal Highness King Ji." Rong Yan glanced at Liang Ji, "It should be important for you to find me today, why is there someone else present?"

"Although it's important about your identity, it's not a secret." Gao Chun said, "Besides, Rong Zhi is not an outsider, so there is no need to hide this matter from him."

Rong Yan raised his eyes, stared at Liang Ji for a while, then turned to Gao Chun: "But I still have something to discuss with His Highness, and I don't want this General Liang to hear. He is not an outsider to you, but to me, it has nothing to do with it." When it comes to Wei's internal affairs, it is closely related to my personal destiny, so I can't trust him!"

Gao Chun hesitated a bit: "Do you have something to discuss with me?"

"Yes." Rong Yan smiled, "Your Highness's people have been tossing around for so long in the Southern Wei Dynasty. Apart from my identity, they should have found a lot of things, right?"

Gao Chun stared at Rong Yan for a while, then turned his head to look at Liang Ji with some embarrassment.

Liang Ji glanced at Rong Yan, then cupped his hands towards Gao Chun and said, "The last general should go back home after his inspection."

"It's been a lot of hard work recently," Gao Chun comforted, "After the tribute ceremony is held in a few days, this matter will come to an end."

"En." Liang Ji responded, opened the door and left without looking back.

Rong Yan lowered his head, writing and drawing carelessly on the table with his fingers, until he heard the sound of the door closing, he raised his head and glanced: "He's gone? Then let's get on with business." Rong Yan stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea , and handed it to Gao Chun, "Before that, does Your Highness have something to hand over to me?"

Gao Chun raised his lips slightly, and took out a letter from his bosom: "Your Excellency is very good at predicting things, the Marquis of Huai'an in your country privately entrusted our people to deliver a letter."

"This is what I discussed with the Marquis of Huai'an before I left Wei." Rong Yan opened the letter and read it at a glance, "Have you read the contents of this letter?"

"Yes." Gao Chun said frankly.

"Does your majesty also know the contents of this letter?"

"Father ordered this king to thoroughly investigate this matter, so naturally he dare not hide anything."

"It doesn't matter at all." Rong Yan moved the letter paper closer to the candle, watched it turn into a pool of ashes, and said slowly, "Your Highness must have come here at this hour not only to tell me that Rong Xuan has admitted my identity, but It seems that your country is also very interested in what I discussed with the Marquis of Huai'an."