The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Zhu Yongning clasped the cup with his hands, and said in a deep thought, "Young Master Su can be trusted with fate."

"Fate? The prince is not like a person who believes in fate."

Zhu Yongning smiled and said, "Xunhuan Villa has countless wealth, and its martial arts are quite peculiar. Killing dead soldiers is even more helpful. It is indeed profitable for me to get close to Lu Jiuhan. But this king accidentally discovered this thing, and it was a surprise. It's kind of weird."

He took a box from his sleeve and handed it to Su Muhua.

The box was just an ordinary wooden box, the paint had peeled off, and Su Muhua's slender fingers held the copper ring.

Zhu Yongning smiled and said, "Mr. Su seems a little nervous. Mr. Su used to have a white robe and clean clothes in the capital, and kept the name of being drunk. I thought there was nothing in the world that could make Mr. Su nervous. From this point of view... Mr. Su treats Lu Jiuhan differently."

"My lord...Of course I have seen the contents of the box, what kind of mood does my lord think Su should face this thing?"

"Young Master Su invited me, and I remembered that I had invited my slave to play chess, so I left." Zhu Yongning helped the table to stand up.

Su Muhua said with a smile, "If the prince wants to find a slave, there is no need to be in a hurry."

"If things in the world are too coincidental, it will be close to a demon." Zhu Yongning looked at him and smiled slowly, "This king is thirsty for talents, and I wish Mr. Su could fall into my arms, but if he stays at this moment, he is not a gentleman enough."

The box had already been opened. With the light of the bow of the ship, Su Muhua saw clearly that there were several letters in the box, and he took it in his hand to read.

On the letter is the secret mark of Xunhuan Villa, a cyan Buddha Seal of Huanxi.

The top stack was folded into very small paper strips, which were yellowed and worn out, and then they were flattened one by one, and the handwriting was faintly recognizable.

It was written by Su Muhua's second trip to Hangzhou, Hangzhou Tribune.

Here is another letter: I have entered Fujian on the eighth day of the lunar new year, traveling on mountain roads, alone.

The inscriptions were all dated to the year of Xinmao, which was about eight years ago when Su Muhua entered Fujian and met Lu Jiuleng near Xunhuan Villa.

It turned out that his behavior back then had already been discovered by others.

He read it again, and there was another letter written by Lu Yuanying, urgently recalling Mr. Jue, the leader of the killing department who escorted his belongings on the coast of Quanzhou. The day Lu Jiuhan returned to Xunhuan Villa was the tenth day of the lunar new year.

Su Muhua's heart felt like ice and snow, and his hands began to tremble from the cold. Someone had secretly arranged for him to meet Lu Jiuhan long ago.

He even had a terrible thought, could it be that Lu Jiuhan was kicked out of Xunhuan Villa all those years ago in order to reunite with him.

After the handwriting was a letter, which Su Muhua recognized as Lu Jiuhan's handwriting. The letter contained greetings to his adoptive father, talked about the customs and customs of the New Year in the south of the Yangtze River, and then talked about the fact that the child had already completed the Shurangama Sutra. Negative father's hope.

The date of inscription was last autumn.

That was after he and Lu Jiuhan parted at the border. At that time, he was waiting for Lu Jiuhan outside Yangzhou city.

"I don't believe it, the wine is cold, tell me you didn't write this."

The letter slipped from Su Muhua's hand, and he looked up at the man who appeared in front of him at some point.Yuehua shines on the man's blue robe, and the familiar eyes look cold and strange at this moment.

Lu Jiuhan picked up the letter paper that fell on the ground, unfolded it in his hands, looked at it slowly, and raised his head, "Xiao Su, this letter was indeed written by me. Back then, I didn't know about the plan of my adoptive father. After we parted, and returned to Quanzhou, I realized that my adoptive father had gone mad, but his sanity was still a little clear. He knew that there was a rebellion in the door, and I was too young to take charge of the overall situation. He discussed with Brother Mo, let He pretended to be a traitor and helped me secretly. When I returned to Xunhuan Villa, he pretended to knock me off the cliff. In fact, he already knew that if I go down the water, I will meet you. I know what happened to my adoptive father back then I was painstaking, so I wrote this letter, asking him to rest assured."

Su Muhua was certain of him, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "If you knew about your adoptive father's plan back then, would you still know me?"

Lu Jiuhan was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, my adoptive father is only thinking of me, and I will never refuse. Whether it is true or not, the Su family and the Lu family...you and I cannot escape the fate of this life. It's just that , Xiao Su, you are so smart, if I know the truth and get closer to you, how can I hide it from you? The owner's responsibility. I decided not to look for you anymore, so I didn't go to Yangzhou for the August [-]th appointment. King Yan found a way for my adoptive father to curb the retrograde flow of true energy in my body. I owe him a favor. If not ...If King Yan hadn't asked me to help him and go to Hejian Mansion, you and I would never meet again."

Su Muhua laughed angrily, "Then why did you tell me this today, and you want Zhu Yongning to tell me?"

Lu Jiu put his arms around his shoulders coldly, and said, "You and I are married, and I don't want to lie to you. After I reunited with you in Hejian Mansion, I realized that I can't let go of you. There are some things I can't let go of." Say it out, King Yan advises my son to give it up, he is willing to help me give you this thing, so that you have a chance to choose."

Lu Jiu paused for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "I thought I could choose, but now, in front of you, I realized that I will never have the chance to choose again. Not only will I not, Xiaosu, I It won't give you a chance to escape." He looked deeply at Su Muhua and said, "Xiao Su, promise me, follow me back to Xunhuan Villa."

Su Muhua's eyes met his, and a faint smile appeared on his face, as beautiful as in a dream.

"If I don't agree, what is Master Lu's plan? Is it going to lock me up?"

Lu Jiu took a step forward, "Although you have recovered your martial arts with the help of Bai Yufu, you are still no match for me."

"Are you going to hit me?"

"Xiao Su, we haven't fought each other for a long time."

The two fought in close quarters, and Su Muhua regained his true qi. With his vital energy severely injured, his gong power was less than [-]% to [-]% of his usual gong power, while Lu Jiuleng's gong power is no longer what it used to be.

But after cupping tea, Su Muhua let out a muffled groan, his elbows were already blown by Lu Jiu's cold true energy, and half of his body was numb.

Lu Jiuhan waved his hand and tapped Su Muhua's acupuncture points, hugged him tightly, and put his lips on his.

Su Muhua kissed him so hard that he could hardly breathe, the body in his embrace was as warm as before, but even his heart began to feel cold, "You...let go..."

Lu Jiuleng's voice was as cold as ice, but he insisted undeniably, "Xiao Su, even if you are kidnapped, I will tie you back. It is the fate of the Su family to lose forever to the Lu family. However, in the days to come, Xiao Su, you can stay with me in Xunhuan Villa."

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