Kite falling into red dust

Xiao Langhao finally turned his head to look at him, and said: "Your Majesty must keep his word, as the king of a country, if he does not keep his word, he will be ridiculed by the world!"

Murong Mingyu smiled slightly, and said: "You are unhappy, not only because of this, right? Do you want to know why Mo Yuan didn't go to the wedding banquet?"

Xiao Langhao's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold tone: "I don't want to know, whether he will come or not!"

Murong Mingyu sighed, and said: "You know he likes you, but you want him to watch you get married with another person, don't you think it's a little too cruel?"

Xiao Langhao lowered his eyes, and there was a touch of softness in his eyes after all, "He is such a stubborn person, he never bumps into the south wall and does not look back. If he is not allowed to see me marrying other people, how can he do it?" Completely give up?"

Murong Mingyu looked at him, and felt for the first time that he didn't seem to know this friend whom he had known for more than ten years.Because he really couldn't tell whether Xiao Langhao had feelings for Mo Yuan.

"He didn't go because he had something to do himself."

"what's up?"

Murong Mingyu said: "A few days ago, Mo Yuan, who had never asked for a reward from the widow, opened his mouth for the first time, and asked the widow for a house, and brought the two male concubines of Xinna to live in."

Xiao Langhao suddenly stood up in surprise, "He? Take male concubines? Or two?"

Murong Mingyu nodded, "I heard that he came out of the brothel you opened."

Xiao Langhao was stunned for a moment, then sat down slowly, with a smile on his face, and said: "Good thing, good thing! This way, I can finally feel completely at ease!"

However, how could Murong Mingyu, who had known him for more than ten years, not see how forced the smile on his face was?But Murong Mingyu didn't want to ask, he felt sorry for Mo Yuan, and knew that there was a lot of pressure and responsibility on Xiao Langhao's shoulders.He felt that this was the best ending for the two of them.

After sending Xiao Langhao away, Murong Mingyu, who was a little sleepy because he got up early, was just about to take a nap when he received a notification from his servant: "Hi An Hou, please see me." "Is Ling Jiao back?" He immediately regained his energy, "Hurry up Let him in!"

Sure enough, Ling Jiao dressed as a Confucian scholar was following behind Murong Mingshuo.Murong Mingyu was taken aback again - no matter how many times he saw Ling Jiao's outfit, he couldn't get used to it.

I just heard Murong Mingshuo say: "The person has been sent to Brother Wang, and the task of my brother is completed, so I will retire first." "Hou Ye..." Ling Jiao wanted to keep him, but Murong Mingshuo had already He walked out swaggeringly, leaving him and Murong Mingxuan alone in the room.

Murong Mingyu said: "Sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Ling Jiao sat down, "Listen to Lord Hou, Your Majesty has something to ask the grass people."

Murong Mingyu said: "Say it straight, do you know what happened at the birthday banquet?"

Ling Jiao lowered his head, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "This..."

Murong Mingyu said: "You are Hong Yuan's elder brother, if you say that you don't know anything about him, it is really unconvincing. If you tell the truth, I will forgive you for not guilty; otherwise, don't blame me for ignoring Mingshuo. Love it."

Ling Jiao suddenly stood up, knelt down, and said: "Your Majesty, the grassroots did know about it. But this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Lord Hou, and I hope that the king will not blame him on Lord Hou."

Murong Mingyu stretched out his hand to support him, and said: "Don't worry, I won't blame anyone. I just want to know where he is, and I want to see him."

Ling Jiao stood up and looked up at him, "It's not difficult for Your Majesty to see Shuang'er, but His Majesty needs to agree to Cao Min first."

Murong Mingyu said: "What condition?"

Ling Jiao said: "Your Majesty must go alone, and you must not bring any guards, including the Mo guards."

Murong Mingyu frowned, "Can't Mo Yuan take it?"

Ling Jiao said: "No. Your Majesty can rest assured that no one will harm His Majesty. If Your Majesty is really worried, then the grassroots have no choice but to let go of the meeting with Shuang'er."

Murong Mingyu hesitated for a moment, finally nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you."

Before dawn the next day, the disguised Murong Mingyu sneaked out of the palace alone with Ling Jiao.Walking to a fork in the road, a carriage was parked in the middle of the road.When the coachman saw them, he immediately went up to greet them, cupped his fists at Ling Jiao and said, "Report to Hall Master, everything is ready."

"En." Ling Jiao nodded, and suddenly took out a black ribbon from his bosom, turned his head and said to Murong Mingyu: "Before departure, I have to wrong Your Majesty to use this ribbon to cover your eyes. After arriving at the destination, Fang Can be taken off."

Murong Mingyu was puzzled and said, "Why?"

Ling Jiao said: "My lord, please forgive me, the place where Shuang'er is located is the residence of the Shendaotang, if the route to get there is recorded by the king, and a team of soldiers and horses are sent to attack in the future, wouldn't the grassroots be worth the loss? ?”

Murong Mingyu smiled and said: "You are right, okay." After that, he took the ribbon, covered his eyes, and got into the carriage with Ling Jiao's support.

After about an hour, the carriage stopped.Murong Mingyu heard Ling Jiao say to him: "It's here, Your Majesty can take off the ribbons from his eyes."

Murong Mingyu raised his hand and tore off the ribbon, then followed Ling Jiao out of the carriage.

The environment outside doesn't look special, it's just a relatively spacious and elegant house.The only special thing is that the people coming and going in it, although all of them are dressed in simple clothes, but everyone has muscles, sharp eyes, and steady steps, obviously they are all martial arts practitioners.

Ling Jiao said: "Your Majesty, please follow me." Then he led him into a room.There is a screen inside, which divides a room into two spaces.

Ling Jiao lowered his voice and said: "Shuang'er is resting inside, Cao Min will leave first." After saying that, he left the room and closed the door.

Murong Mingyu walked around the screen and saw Luo Hongyuan lying on the bed at a glance.He was dressed in plain clothes and not stained with dust, and his long black hair was spread casually on the pillow. Even if he was just lying there sleeping soundly, he was as beautiful as a painting.

However, his face was a little different from what he saw at the birthday banquet that day. At this time, he had a two-inch long scar on his cheek.It was like a crack suddenly appeared on a piece of flawless white jade.Although it is still beautiful, there are always some shortcomings.

Murong Mingyu understood that if it wasn't for her, Luo Hongyuan wouldn't scratch her face.He wanted to use this method to punish himself who was deluded by his beauty.Although it turned out that Luo Hongyuan suffered more damage.

Looking at this young man who treats himself more cruelly than others, Murong Mingyu's eyes turned red unknowingly.Tears blurred his vision, and he finally couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to touch the boy's face.

Suddenly, Luo Hongyuan jumped up from the bed, and pulled out the Qingyue sword placed on the bedside.

Before Murong Mingyu could react, the sword had already reached his throat.

Luo Hongyuan stood barefoot on the ground, stared at him coldly, and said, "Why are you here?"

"Ling Jiao brought the widow here." He looked at the sword edge that was less than an inch away from his throat, and sighed, "There can't be one time, you and the widow..." He paused, then continued , "When you talk to me, can you not point your weapon at me?"

Luo Hongyuan put down the sword and inserted it back into the scabbard, still showing no emotion on her face, "What do you want to tell me?"

Murong Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I want to ask you, did you deliberately place Nangong Chen by my side?"

Luo Hongyuan sat on the bed, and replied flatly: "No, I just used him at the end."

Murong Mingyu said: "Did he always look like that?"

Luo Hongyuan casually flicked the long hair that was in front of her eyes, and said, "What you like is just that face, what difference does it make if it's natural or artificial?"

Murong Mingyu said: "Then what about the lilac scent on his body? Do you think I can't find that sachet?"

Luo Hongyuan turned her head away unnaturally, and said, "What sachet, I don't know what you're talking about."

"You really don't know?" Murong Mingyu stared at him unblinkingly, "So it's a coincidence that he happened to look exactly like you, and he was wearing a sachet with the same smell as you? Don't you know?" admit?"

Luo Hongyuan lowered her eyes, looked at the tassels hanging from the curtain beside the bed, and said, "What do you want me to admit?"

"Admit that you created a substitute for me, and admit that you actually care about me," Murong Mingyu said as he approached him step by step, and finally grabbed his hand, "Admit that you are not right. I have no feelings!"

Luo Hongyuan raised her head, facing Murong Mingyu's eyes that were glistening with tears, the words he heard Murong Mingyu say to him three years ago when he was in a coma suddenly sounded in his mind again, inexplicably, I felt a tingling pain in my heart.

He shook off his hand, stood up and turned his back to him, and said, "Okay, since you want to hear it, I'll tell you. That's right, I promised to disguise Nangong Chen just to know what will happen to you after seeing him." What kind of reaction. Facts have proved that you are just a fool who is greedy for beauty."

Murong Mingyu said: "I kept Nangong Chen by my side only because he had a face similar to yours. At that time, I didn't know that you were still alive. I was lonely and missed you very much. A person who looks exactly like you Someone happened to appear in front of me, what would you do if it were you?"

Luo Hongyuan turned to look at him, smiled coldly, and said, "Do you really love me that much?"

Murong Mingyu said: "How else do you want me to prove it to you?"

Luo Hongyuan suddenly smiled mischievously, and said: "Let's make a bet, I will go back with you, and let the real Luo Hongyuan spend three months with you. After three months, if you still love me, I will be with you." We will be together forever; otherwise, we will never see each other again, and you must completely forget the name Luo Hongyuan."