For whom do you linger [The Loyal Dog Guard Shou]

Luo Zhizhang didn't show off anything, he filled Luo Zheng's glass again, and then asked, "Did you see Mrs. Lu today?"

"Is it true?" Luo Zheng asked, ignoring the wine glass in front of him.

"It's hard to say whether it's true or not, what will happen to the real owner, and what will happen to the fake owner?" Luo Zhizhang shook his head, his eyes were far away, and he sighed: "It's better to be fake than to be real."

Luo Zheng frowned, looked into Luo Zhizhang's eyes and said, "The owner is looking for Mrs. Lu."

"Of course I know that the owner is looking for her, but is it really better to find her than not to find her?" Luo Zhizhang glanced at him, took a sip of his wine, and said "you don't understand".

"..." Luo Zheng was silent, suddenly worried.

"Do you think the owner of the villa will kill Mrs. Lu?" Luo Zhizhang asked again, "Killed his own mother?"

"...I don't know." Luo Zheng replied in a low voice, he could hardly calm down and think now, the apex of his heart seemed to be throbbing with pain.

"The owner won't." Luo Zhizhang said firmly.

Luo Zheng shook the wine glass and swallowed all the nectar in the glass.

Luo Zhizhang continued: "If it's fake, the owner will spend the rest of his life looking for it. But if it's true..." He paused and sighed, "If you don't kill me, how will the hatred of these 15 years be resolved? Kill me How will he spend the next few decades? That's... the owner's mother..."

Luo Zheng didn't say a word, but his heart suddenly sank. He had never thought about the ambivalence that the owner of the villa who wanted revenge would have when facing his mother.Besides, what he knew about what happened 15 years ago was just rumors.

"But..." Luo Zheng thought for a while before frowning and asked, "If the truth is not what the rumors say, if Mrs. Lu is innocent...?"

"If it's innocent... If the owner has hated his mother for 15 years, if it's innocent..." Luo Zhizhang didn't continue, but looked at Luo Zheng with a complicated expression, and fell silent.

The quiet atmosphere in the room was too depressing, Luo Zheng clenched his wine glass tightly, lowered his eyes, and his frowning eyebrows tightened a bit.

Luo Zheng's reaction was seen by Luo Zhizhang, he sighed, looking at the sake in the glass, he was also moved with emotion.The hidden guard in front of him is probably also emotional.That's fine, but it still makes that person think about something else.

He drank wine one after another, stopped for a long time, and then asked again: "Do you know why there are no plum blossoms in Luomei Garden?"

Luo Zheng didn't answer, just shook his head very lightly.

He Lianqing lives in Luomeiyuan, but there is not even a plum blossom there. It turns out that many years ago, the clean yard was full of red plums.

Luo Zhizhang didn't persuade Luo Zheng to drink anymore, and told him the answer to the question while pouring his own drink.

Luo Zheng listened quietly, every word Luo Zhizhang said was like a thorn in his heart, the man who was always calm and wise, who never showed a trace of fragility, the owner who was so strong that he was almost fearless, let He is so distressed...

Luomei Garden was originally a gift from He Lian Zhaojian to Lu Rouxi, who loves plum blossoms. After they got married, they often lived in Luomei Garden. He Lianqing was born in this elegant courtyard full of plum blossoms. Walking and babbling are all in this place full of plum blossom fragrance.

"It can be said that the owner's first and last memories of his mother are almost all in this Luomei Garden." Luo Zhizhang rubbed his wine glass, as if recalling something, and then added, "When I first arrived at the villa, the garden in the yard The plum blossoms are still there. After that, the owner ordered that all the red plum blossoms that were in full bloom be pulled out."

It rarely snows in winter in the south of the Yangtze River, but it fell heavily that year. The whole courtyard was covered with snow. A young man in white fox fur was sitting on the steps of the door, almost blending into the snow. Watching the servants uproot the red plums in the yard, then level the ground, clean the ground, and finally even the traces of cleaning were covered by white snow.Everything is as if it never existed.

Until the cold wind blows his black hair unscrupulously, the moonlight reflects the white snow onto his pale face, and the echo of his light cough can be heard in the empty yard.

"Villa Master..." The speaker's teeth were chattering, his voice was filled with helplessness and pleading, "Villa Master..."

The young man frowned, looked at Luo Zhizhang who was hunching his shoulders and hugging warm hands, and said, "Help me up."

"Hey," Luo Zhizhang held a warm hand in one hand, stretched out the other hand to He Lianqing's arm, and helped him up, "You finally think about it..."

Helian Qing's eyes turned cold, and Luo Zhizhang obediently closed his mouth again.

He came to play chess with He Lianqing in the evening, and when he entered the courtyard, he was startled by the servants kneeling on the ground, and then he realized that Luomei Garden had changed.

"Where's the plum... the plum blossom?!"

No one responded.

Luo Zhizhang looked at the person sitting on the steps, and he understood a little bit.

If that person doesn't speak about the things in the yard, no one has the guts to touch them.

"Master, it's freezing outside, what can I do if I hurt my body!" Yin Yun couldn't help pleading again, crying faintly, "I beg you, servant girl, please go back to the house to keep warm!"

Luo Zhizhang took a few steps forward, and said, "Master, if you want to enjoy the snow scenery, why not go down the mountain with me, I..."

"Shut up." Helianqing's impatient voice instantly silenced Luo Zhizhang, and he sighed. The "new master" who saved him and took him in...although he was younger than him A few years old, but it really makes people a little daunting.

"Let's all go down."

No one dared to move.

He Lianqing looked calm, but when he spoke again, his tone was cold and oppressive: "Go down."

Until the servants withdrew quietly, Yinyun turned her head anxiously step by step. She looked pleadingly at Butler Luo who still had the guts to stop in the yard, and wanted the young butler to think of a way.

Luo Zhizhang sighed again, and put his eyes on Helian Qing again.

The snow had stopped, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled a layer of faint gold, covering the handsome young man's body, looking like a descendant of a god against the light.

Luo Zhizhang looked at it for a while, then started strolling in the yard. The thick snow was creaked by him, and he walked back and forth in front of Helian Qing until the man with the lowered hair looked up at him with an unfriendly expression. he.

"..." Luo Zhizhang froze, and then showed a bright smile, "It's too cold..."

"Why not..." Seeing people notice him, Luo Zhizhang was ready to strike while the iron was hot.

"To shut up."

The tone was still impatient, with obvious disgust.But Luo Zhizhang was born with rough lines, he only stayed silent for a moment, and then started chattering again.

But no matter what he said, He Lianqing didn't say anything, not even the word "shut up".

Later, he was also tired, so he ran back to Xinyuan and hugged it to warm his hands. After hesitating for a long time, he didn't dare to put the thing in Helian Qing's arms, so he had to hold it by himself...to keep warm.

In this way, after the deep winter snow, in the Luomei Garden where there were no more plum blossoms, one person hunched his shoulders, stepped on the snow, and accompanied the boy who had never been accompanied by anyone in a disturbing way.

Luo Zhizhang paused, took a sip of the wine and swallowed it slowly, before continuing to speak: "The owner pulled out the plum blossoms in the Luomei Garden, but he still stayed there." The wine in the jug had bottomed out, He shook it, put it down with a little regret, and then looked into Luo Zheng's eyes again and said, "Do you think the owner will kill Mrs. Lu?"

Luo Zheng didn't answer, Luo Zhizhang smiled, stood up, and said, "Unfortunately, the wine is gone, let's talk another day."

Luo Zhizhang had been away for a long time, the candle lamp on the table was flickering and burned out, and suddenly, the room became dark.Luo Zheng trembled all over, as if he suddenly woke up.

He stood up, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

The streets in the middle of the night were much cleaner than during the day, occasionally the sound of a watchman patrolling the night could be heard, under the mottled shadow of the moon, Luo Zheng visited the White Mansion again at night.

He gently fell under the high wall of the White Mansion, escaped the guards who were watching the night, and sneaked into Bai Yunmiao's residence.

It was almost Yin time, but the lights in Bai Yunmiao's study were still on.

Luo Zheng walked very carefully, carefully distinguishing whether there was anyone in the room.

The yard where Bai Yunmiao lived was huge, and there was a green lake full of lotus flowers in front of the house. To get close to his room, one had to pass through a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Luo Zheng lost his breath, jumped over the winding stone bridge on the lake in a few steps, and just stepped on the steps of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, when he suddenly heard a sound from the ground, he stopped suddenly, propped himself up on the fence by his side and jumped lightly , close to the lake, hidden by the bridge, blocked by the huge lotus in full bloom.

He stood on his side, almost lying on the narrow stone eaves under the bridge fence.

Immediately after the sound of the stone tool turning, the sound of a person's footsteps appeared out of thin air. The person's breathing was steady and strong, his internal energy was abundant, and his steps were light. He was moving in the direction of Bai Yunmiao's study.

Luo Zheng squinted his eyes, there is a secret room under the pavilion in the middle of the lake?

After the person who came out of the secret room walked into the study and closed the door, Luo Zheng used his strength to climb back onto the bridge.

He went around the pavilion lightly, but he didn't find the mechanism to open the secret room, nor did he find anything unusual.

Only... the pattern on the ground in the pavilion looks very weird.

Reflecting the moonlight, Luo Zheng memorized the pattern in his heart, then raised his breath and landed on the tile beam without a sound.He lay motionless on the roof, carefully mobilizing his internal strength and holding his breath.

It was Bai Yunmiao himself who came out of the secret room just now, but at this moment... Luo Zheng frowned, in the room, people from the four great families were all there...

Bai Yunmiao's voice sounded very irritable, and he said dissatisfiedly: "What is it worth to come to Bai's study late at night?"

Wei Ruhai snorted coldly, and said: "Could it be possible to look for you in front of He Lianqing during the day? How long will it take you to look like a brother and friend when you go in and out with him these few days?!"

"You don't know that, Brother Bai must have both ability and political integrity, so that he can secure the position of the leader of the martial arts." Huang Fuyu answered the words, his voice was full of sarcasm.

"I forgot, the former leader and He Lianzhao are also good brothers." Wei Ruhai and Huangfuyu sang together, bringing in Xia Huaichen, who had been silent all this time, "What kind of poison is it? Huaichen, how did Bai Xiangsheng Tricked you into poisoning He Lianzhao?"

"There's no need to mention the past, but it's better to end He Lianqing earlier, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and cause troubles in vain." Xia Huaichen didn't pick up the conversation, and seemed unwilling to bring up what happened 15 years ago.

But Bai Yunmiao said disdainfully: "15 years ago, my father was able to ascend to the position of leader, and the two seniors naturally contributed a lot." The implication is that Xia Huaichen and Wei Ruhai cannot escape the responsibility for the death of He Lianzhao.

"However, this time, I have to listen to the younger generation." The subject changed, and Bai Yunmiao said threateningly, "Senior Xia, don't worry, even if He Lianqing intends to take revenge and has mastered He Lianzhao's Soul-Leaving Palm, he will still be able to do so." As long as he is in Lingzhou, this junior will have a way to kill him."

Wei Ruhai's voice suddenly rose: "If he really mastered the Soul-Living Palm, I'm afraid the four of us would all become dead souls under that palm! If it weren't for the benevolence of your father and wife, we should have wiped him out! Stop hesitating!"

"Senior's words are wrong. Is it possible that the younger generation will be responsible for you before you cut the grass?" Bai Yunmiao's voice was calm, completely different from the flustered Wei Ruhai.

"Hmph, father's debt is paid by son, my Wei mansion was also dragged into the water by your father back then, otherwise why would I, a businessman, owe such a bloody debt for no reason?! This time, I don't want to go into this muddy water either!"

"What are you afraid of? Could it be that you want to fight against the enemy again?" Huangfu Yu interrupted suddenly, "Do you think that He Lianqing wouldn't kill you if you didn't do it yourself?"

"Me!" Wei Ruhai was about to refute, but was interrupted by Xia Huaichen.

"The most important thing now is not who did it back then, but how to deal with the 'worries' that have lasted for 15 years." Xia Huaichen then asked Bai Yunmiao, "What is going on with the rumors about He Lianzhao's death these days? ? You let Helian meet that woman without discussing it with us?"

"'Smoke Eyebrow Fairy' is my first move. Wouldn't it be the best result to leave everything to Mo Wubei now? Are there any dissatisfaction?"

Bai Yunmiao paused, and said slowly: "What you guys have to do now is to convince He Lianqing that what happened 15 years ago was indeed done by Mo Wubei."

Pushing everything to Mo Wubei, wouldn't it be... death without proof?

Luo Zheng gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the anger in his eyes. He was shocked to find that his calmness and composure as a hidden guard had almost disappeared.

The author has something to say: In fact, the author doesn't want to follow the plot at all, he just wants to write about the lingering love of the owner and guards⊙▽⊙

8:[-] tomorrow night, any appointment?