Your Highness, your general has also been reborn

When Lu Yuanxi arrived at Huayan Hongxiu, Huayan Hongxiu had just opened for business, and there were not many people coming and going.

He went up to the fifth floor in one breath, and Ren Ran waited for him.

After pushing the door and entering, Lu Yuanxi didn't ask until Ren Ran closed the door with his backhand, "But what happened to the Dark Yin Pavilion?"

"Yes, and no." Ren Ran said: "Our spies discovered that an unknown team had appeared outside the main pavilion these few days. They were well-trained and acted extremely carefully. How much time has passed, but it seems that they are friends rather than enemies."

"Ok?"

Lu Yuanxi raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he said, "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move."

Ranran nodded: "Runran understands."

"Don't startle the enemy with grass. The second is to pay more attention to the opponent's movements. If it's really a friend and not an enemy, it's okay to say. If it's an enemy and not a friend, just attack directly."

"Yes!"

Lu Yuanxi stood up, played with the folding fan in his hand, and said: "Let's go, go downstairs and wait for the arrival of His Highness the Crown Prince."

A quarter of an hour later—

The door of the private room was kicked open mercilessly, as soon as Leng Manxiu stepped in, he saw Lu Yuanxi staring at him with a half-smile.

Leng Manxiu frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Lu Bi, what did I tell you last night? You ignored my words?"

Lu Yuanxi seemed to have not seen his sullenness, shaking his head pretending to be regretful, and clicked his tongue.

"Indifference, indifference, can't you come a little later? You are a quarter of an hour early, and I lost 1000 taels of silver."

"Losing?"

Standing at the side, he took a step forward without saying a word, and explained with a slight smile: "If you go back to His Royal Highness, the little girl will make a bet with the young Lord Lu, and the bet is the time when you come to catch the young Lord Lu."

"Nonsense." Lu Yuanxi cast a sideways glance and said, "It's obviously the time when Leng Mo came to ask me to leave."

Zhan Ran kept a slight smile on her face, but didn't speak.

"So, did you do it on purpose today?" Leng Manxiu asked.

"So what on purpose? Angry?"

Lu Yuanxi looked at Leng Manxiu with a smile, not afraid of him being angry at all.

"No, but what do you mean by this?"

After Leng Manxiu learned that Lu Yuanxi did it on purpose, she was really not angry, and she was a little happy in her heart, she really saw a ghost.

"Because I want to see you, otherwise why?"

Sitting at the round table, Lu Yuanxi said this sentence with a smile. I don't know how much is true and how much is not, but Leng Manxiu's heartbeat seems to have missed a beat.

After Lu Yuanxi sat down, Leng Manxiu cast a slanted glance, without any emotion, as if looking at a dead person.

Zan Ran has long been used to it, so she saluted and left the private room, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Leng Manxiu withdrew his gaze, and when he looked at Lu Yuanxi, he unconsciously brought a little softness.

He sat on Lu Yuanxi's side, Lu Yuanxi sipped his tea, and gave him a sideways glance.

Putting down the teacup, he said: "By the way, Leng Mo, I heard from Lang Yuan that you are in charge of the disappearance of a girl who has not left the court in Beijing recently?"

"It's not a disappearance, it's a case of picking flowers." Leng Manxiu corrected indifferently.

"Have you confirmed it?"

Leng Manxiu hummed lightly: "Why are you suddenly interested in this matter?"