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grandfather passed away

"Brother Songlin, I like this thank you gift!" Yan Xi said with a grin while holding the Zihao in the wooden box, "Every time you give something, I like it!" He raised his eyes and saw Lin Rongchen was looking at him with a cold face, "This one is not for sale! Brother, look at the others..."

Lin Rongchen was dressed more casually today, originally to conceal his identity on purpose, and because he was with a girl again, Yan Xi failed to recognize him.But in Lin Rongchen's view, it was clearly Yan Xi's intention.

His face was like the cloth just taken out of the dye vat, "How much is this Zihao, I will pay you ten times!"

Yan Xi's hand trembled, and the pen fell to the ground, "Wang... lord?"

"Why? This king's face is really so hard to remember? You can't recognize it without speaking?" Although Lin Rongchen's face was expressionless, his eyes were full of speculation and scrutiny, and the unhappiness and sarcasm in his words made Yan Xi momentary I don't know how to explain it.

"How come?" He skillfully regained the smile he lost just now, picked up the purple hair on the ground with both hands and presented it to Lin Rongchen, with a flattering face, "Since the prince likes it, Yan Xi will naturally offer it with both hands."

"A gentleman does not take what others like." Lin Rongchen stretched out his hand to push it away, and his eyes fell on Yan Xi's crooked eyebrows, "Steward Li said, you are copying scriptures." He bit the words Steward Li very hard .

"Ah... this..." Yan Xi rolled his eyes, pulled Xie Songlin behind him, and said with a playful smile, "The ink is used up. Yes, I came out to buy ink... right, Brother Songlin?"

Xie Songlin was shocked that the person who couldn't pay for the meal in Liuyun Building the day before yesterday was actually the prince of the dynasty, so he didn't respond for a while.

"Brother Songlin, you are helping me to testify!" Yan Xi secretly tugged at the hem of his clothes, almost swearing to the sky, "How dare Yan Xi be half-slack in what the prince confessed?"

Lin Rongchen closed his eyes, took a deep breath with some difficulty in breathing, and instantly regained his clear and light expression like the moonlight on a mid-autumn night. It can't be said to be cold, but it makes people feel a little cool.

"Little girl is blind, please forgive me! But I don't know if it's King Jing or King Xuan?" Hu Qingqing pretended to be stunned.The Holy Majesty has only two princes who are three years apart, and they are both handsome in appearance and neat in style.

"This is the King Xuan!" Yan Xi answered earnestly, with a girl on the side, Lin Rongchen should not care about him, so he can get away with it.

Lin Rongchen frowned and gave him a nosy look.Turning around, his smile was as gentle as the wind of willow blowing towards his face, "It's getting late, my king will send the girl back first?"

"It's really different between men and women." Yan Xi slandered silently, put Zi Hao back into the pen case, found that Xie Songlin was still staring at the door in a daze, and simply knocked his head with the pen case, "What are you thinking? Do you have a fixation technique?"

"What happened last time in Liuyun Tower, do you think the prince will hold grudges?" Xie Songlin became worried for Yan Xi, and said sympathetically, "No wonder he was so fierce to you when I congratulated the Tai Tuo on his birthday last time, Yun Xin, you now Are you having a hard time?"

If he knew what happened later, he would be even more restless.Yan Xi bent his eyes and hooked his shoulders, "You think too much, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake. He is in my house, so naturally he won't make me sad. Besides, he should thank me for helping him out last time. If it spreads, It was his own face that was damaged. It's just..." Yan Xi clicked his tongue twice, his brows were furrowed, as if he was hesitating about something.

Seeing him staring blankly for half a cup of tea, Xie Songlin couldn't help it anymore, "You're in trouble..." Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew past his eyes, and the carved camphorwood box and people on the table were gone.

"My lord!" After running for two streets, Yan Xi finally caught up with Lin Rongchen, but Hu Qingqing was no longer beside him.When Lin Rongchen turned around and saw him chasing him out of breath, he thought something had happened.Just as he was about to ask in detail, Yan Xi gasped and stuffed the wooden box into his arms, "Since... since that girl... likes... I am the beauty of an adult!"

"No need!" Lin Rongchen wanted to return the wooden box to him, but Yan Xi took a few steps back and looked at him with a playful smile, "I wish the prince... all wishes come true!"

"..."

"Brother Songlin invited me...to stay in the ink painting tonight, the prince won't be angry, right?"

"..."

"Thank you, my lord!" I agreed without saying a word!The corners of Yan Xi's mouth almost reached the brows, "Yan Xi resigns!" In order to fulfill him, he reluctantly gave up his love so much, he shouldn't care about sneaking out anymore, right?

"..."

Lin Rongchen put the wooden box into his sleeve, intending to give it to Hu Qingqing tomorrow, such a good pen is a waste to Yan Xi.He didn't want to accept human favors, and he didn't bring any valuables with him when he went out this time, so he decided to exchange the unicorn jade pendant first, and send someone to barter it back later.

Yan Xi was not there, Xiao Jiu didn't know where to go, the room was pitch black.

Lin Rongchen lit a candle and placed the jade pendant in the most conspicuous place of the book case. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yan Xi's half-copied "Tao Te Ching", and couldn't help frowning. He would feel sorry for his eyes if he read more than one of these words.It is said that the debt of love is hard to pay, and it is true.Thinking about Li Xingzhi, he started to feel resentful for him again, he simply couldn't see it, and was about to leave with his sleeves, how could he throw a stack of rice paper copied on the side on the ground.

"..." Lin Rongchen walked to the door without looking sideways, and struggled for a long time, before finally turning back and picking up the scattered papers.I picked it up and felt that something was wrong. The handwriting of these scriptures was very strange, and it looked like it was done deliberately.The first few words were very sloppy, but the more I wrote, the more traceable the rules were, and then I started to be unrestrained and unrestrained.

He compared them carefully, and found that Zhang Zhang was the same.It seems that this person's handwriting is obviously very good but he scribbles on purpose, but his habit makes him unconsciously feel that the more he writes, the better he writes, and when he finds out, he deliberately scribbles... He flipped through the small cabinet under the desk, wanting to read it again See if there are any other manuscripts, but found a white jade seal letter - "The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

It wasn't the one he sent back...

Lin Rongchen was startled by his momentary disappointment.Although they are the same age, he has never seen what Yan Xi sees in that child's eyes.

They couldn't be the same person, and luckily they weren't.

He never forgot that bet for a moment, and he was waiting for that person to come to him one day and say, "You win." In Lin Rongchen's heart, this was a double bet. At the same time, he is also betting on whether he can ascend to the throne.

Therefore, he must win.

As soon as he returned to his room, Zhao Xun hurried over and brought a shocking turn of events: His Majesty is critically ill!

For Lin Rongchen, apart from returning to the palace, everything is no longer important at this moment.

Yan Xi found out that there was a seal in the cabinet that disappeared with Lin Rongchen, but a dignified prince should not steal one of his seals, right?It must have rolled into that little corner without knowing it.

There was a unicorn jade pendant on the table, which looked familiar, and Lin Rongchen presumably dropped it.Yan Xi asked the maid to find a square of Supa, wrap it up, put it in the cabinet, and return it to him when we meet in the future.

Lin Rongchen was not here, Li Xingzhi was not here, even Liang Yanwen was promoted to Hangzhou, Yan Xi was happy and happy for half a year, and almost forgot where the door of the mansion opened.Especially when Li Youfang said that Lin Rongchen became the emperor, he was very happy. Now he has no time and doesn't bother to take care of himself.

At the end of October, the green plants in the courtyard were gradually withering, and the rain continued for several days, and the wind was howling.Waking up in the middle of the night, Yan Xi always felt restless, as if something was going to happen.A few days later, Liu Guchun sent someone to deliver the obituary—Li Xingzhi died of illness in Beihai, and a last letter was attached.

Yanwen and Yunxin:

Grandfather's time has come, and I fear that we will never see each other again. Unexpectedly, the farewell on that day will be forever.A hundred years of life will eventually lead to death, so you don't have to worry about it.

My grandfather knew that Yanwen was straightforward and forgiving, and he was a widow. However, Yunxin always went his own way, unrestrained and unruly, fearing that his life would be bumpy and homeless in the future.Although arrangements have been made, human relationships are cold and warm, and the world is unpredictable. You two brothers should encourage and support each other...

The matter came too suddenly, Yan Xi held the letter and felt as if he had fallen into the fog for a moment.When I came back to my senses, my heart was full of mixed feelings, and my tears kept falling. "How...how could it be so sudden..." Fortunately, Xie Songlin stayed by the side to comfort and persuade him, asking him to be sad.

"If I knew it would be so soon...it would be so fast...I wouldn't hide it from him." Yan Xi knelt in the mourning hall arranged overnight, crying, "I know I must go to the capital, even if it is for him and Brother, I want to go too... But I always thought it would be one day later... I didn't expect him to leave so soon... As you can see, he is obviously very strong... When he scolded me, his voice could It was rumored that half of Gusu City...why it took less than half a year..."

Xie Songlin patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Things are unpredictable, you don't have to blame yourself too much. At this time, you must turn grief into strength and take good care of your brother, otherwise, how can Mrs. Li feel at ease under Jiuquan?"

When Liang Yanwen arrived from Hangzhou, Liu Guchun had already carried the coffin back to Gusu.The two brothers helped Ling cry bitterly, looking at each other speechlessly.

On the day of the funeral, Lin Rongchen came quietly and followed the team silently.After the coffin was buried in the ground and the crowd dispersed, he went up to burn incense and worship.Liang Yanwen saw him first, waved his hands repeatedly, opened and closed his lips, and said silently: "No, no."

Seeing that Lin Rongchen seemed to be about to kneel, he pulled Yan Xi up in a hurry and pushed him in front of Lin Rongchen.Yan Xi bumped into Lin Rongchen's chest unexpectedly, his already sad expression became even more bewildered, "Brother, this is..."

Lin Rongchen was dressed in plain clothes, with a calm expression, and he was not surprised by Yan Xi's reaction like this.

"Your Majesty." Liang Yanwen said silently.

"Emperor... Your Majesty?" Yan Xi was shocked, and rushed towards Lin Rongchen!Lin Rongchen staggered from being hit by him, fell like a shit, and rolled all the way down the hillside.

"..."

Seeing him rolling all the way to the bottom of the mountain unimpeded, Liang Yanwen gestured to Yan Xi with a shattered face, "What should I do? What should I do?"

"I was in a hurry..." Yan Xi stared blankly at the white figure rolling away, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Who knew he would come..."

Lin Rongchen temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​chopping Yan Xi with a knife, brushed off the grass clippings from his head, patted the dusty plain clothes, and walked up the mountain calmly and gracefully.

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