Huaibi

Rong Xi was very surprised, she never expected to hear him say this, she didn't know how to answer for a long time, and it took a long time to calm down the turbulent waves in her heart.

Fang Huan insisted that the man who could not refuse had exhausted all his strength, and he pretended to speak calmly in one go. In the end, he took half a step back, until he could not retreat, and then he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. The two babies in the book, if they can still...

If he can still go back on his word, Li Qingjue will never teach these two sons to recognize him as a father. The word "father" should be called to a warm-hearted person with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

But now that everything is a foregone conclusion, Rong Xi was silent for a while after hearing this, and then retorted: "Daddy forgot, Lianhua and I are surnamed Li."

Li Qingjue opened his eyes suddenly, but saw Rong Xi walking away along the corridor with a slightly sullen expression on his face, this was the only time in more than ten years that he was angry with him.

He suddenly felt it was funny, his chest hurt like it was about to burst, thinking that it was reasonable for Rong Xi to be annoyed, he was too absurd.

The blue sky outside the building was covered by thick clouds, and the Beijing area was still covered with a warm morning sun, and it rained in the blink of an eye.After a while, the rain grew stronger, and Li Qingjue was brought back to his thoughts by the sound of falling rain, remembering that Rong Xi didn't bring an umbrella when he left, so he hurriedly fetched two umbrellas and chased them out of the building.

However, Rong Xi was far away, and there was no sound of people in the whole alley. Li Qingjue held an umbrella and looked for the outer street. Water droplets fell like beans on the paper above his head. It looks strange.

Li Qingjue walked through a few long streets, the rain poured down, the umbrella was hard to cover, the road was even more empty and there were few people, and seeing that he couldn't find it, he had no choice but to give up, comforting that Rong Xi might have found a shelter from the rain, So I went back along the way, letting the light green shoes be soaked by the stream of water under my feet.

Halfway through this way, his heart was still uneasy, so he stopped and stood with an umbrella for a while, then changed lanes and went to Zhao's residence.

Li Qingjue hesitated a few times, originally he didn't want to send a message to the palace in such a climate, so that Ping Huaizhen would come to meet him in the rain, but thinking about what happened last night, he couldn't forget the seriousness of the situation, it should have been earlier Tell him.

The wet shoes and socks made her feet feel colder and colder. Li Qingjue endured the discomfort and moved quickly, her thin clothes were soaked through. It was not until Zhao's residence that Ping Huaizhen happened to be here.

The young doorman didn't know his identity, but he only knew that this lord came here often, and what he did was mostly related to the prince, while he speculated about using him as a wise man, and at the same time, thinking about Master Zhao's lesson, he shut his mouth tightly, half-heartedly. He opened the door for him in a muffled voice without asking any questions.

Li Qingjue didn't put away his umbrella, and lowered the canopy of the umbrella that outlined the light ink landscape to cover most of his face, and asked the little doorman in a low voice, "Is Mr. Zhao in the residence?"

"Yes," the doorman replied after hearing the question, "The crown prince is here too, and we are sitting in the flower hall with your lord."

Li Qingjue was surprised for a moment, nodded and rushed to the flower hall.

Xia Yu rolls down from the corner of the corridor, and the drips are connected into a line. Folding a little Yu Yang coming out of the clouds, when walking in the distance, you can occasionally be dazzled by the mottled brilliance like glass.

Li Qingjue looked away for a moment, and heard a familiar voice in his ears. He probably heard the footsteps in the corridor, and immediately stopped talking and did not continue whispering.It wasn't until a few steps later that he walked to the entrance hall, and the person who turned his head to look outside was taken aback for a moment, and softly called out, "Qingjue?"

Li Qingjue closed the umbrella and entered the room, stepping on the wet shoe prints behind her.

Ping Huaizhen's brows that had just opened just now furrowed into a ball again, followed the mark to look at his feet, and saw that the shoes were soaked in water and the color had darkened several times, if not for Zhao Keyang, I'm afraid I couldn't help it Squat down to take care of him.

"Lord Zhao," Li Qingjue greeted first, followed Zhao Keyang's gestures and casually put the umbrella by his feet, and then turned his gaze back to Ping Huaizhen's face to reply to his questioning voice, "I was looking for something, just by chance The prince is here too."

"Why is it so wet?" Ping Huaizhen didn't ask what was going on, he really couldn't turn a blind eye to it, and couldn't help but blame in his words, "It's raining so heavily, what's the use of holding an umbrella, if you want to go out, you should ask someone to drive." Then he saw what he said Holding a green umbrella is not just a handle.

"It's okay, it's not a cold season." Li Qingjue didn't know that Zhao Keyang had seen through the friendship between the two of them a few years ago. He was afraid that Ping Huaizhen would be too concerned, so he answered a few words briefly, and then got to the point He said, "I came to the mansion today to tell you something important, and it has something to do with Zhou Junyu, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment."

Ping Huaizhen had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words for the time being, and was surprised when he heard the words: "I came out of the palace to discuss this matter with my uncle in detail. Zhou Junyu never had any enmity with anyone, the sudden death is too unusual."

Li Qingjue paused, raised his eyes and confessed to the two at the table.

"It's really unusual... the one who killed him was Lianhua."

Ping Huaizhen was extremely surprised, she was speechless for a while, and looked at Zhao Keyang with a frown.

At this point, Li Qingjue roughly explained the cause and effect to the two of them. He deliberately concealed part of his words, and did not want them to know the secret of Lianhua. Out of the mouth: "According to what Lianhua said, Zhou Junyu was meeting with Marquis Wuyang yesterday, and it is not safe to come here to build a dream. Prince, this building cannot be kept, and all the more than a hundred people in the building should be moved to other places."

Ping Huaizhen nodded silently, thinking for a moment alone, knowing that the move needs to be moved, but he didn't know where to move to accommodate a hundred people without attracting people's eyes and ears. You might as well leave Beijing and enter the mountains."

Hearing this, he couldn't help frowning even deeper.

Leaving Beijing to hide is a good strategy, but the so-called Deadpool was originally born for dangerous situations. At that time, he will follow him like a shadow and follow him in and out. It is most appropriate to be close to Beijing.

Now I have to settle for second best.

"Let me think about it." Ping Huaizhen couldn't calm down, his eyes fell heavily on Li Qingjue's half-length wet clothes, and he lightly pressed the center of his brows for a long time, "Let me find a suitable place."

Zhao Keyang could hear the impetuousness in his words, and thought that the cause and effect of what happened to Zhou Junyu was known today, so he should make careful plans for other matters, and it would be useless to talk more now, so he said to Li Qingjue: "Dampness hurts the bones, why not change the clothes first."

The people around him agreed, but Li Qingjue couldn't guess that Ping Huaizhen was full of care, so he thanked Zhao Keyang without hesitation and got up.After leaving the flower hall, he wanted to go to the courtyard where he had rested earlier. Before leaving, he leaned over to pick up the umbrella, but Ping Huaizhen took a step ahead and held two handles in one hand.

Li Qingjue didn't compete with him, but bowed his head and walked out with him, surrounded by the corridor, with heavy rain like a curtain on the side.

When the two came to the dormitory room, the maidservant hadn't brought the clean clothes in time after receiving the order, and the bath water for warming up was not ready yet.Li Qingjue first sat down by the bed, and in a blink of an eye, Ping Huaizhen squatted down in front of him and took off a pair of shoes and socks for him, then sat down with him again, hugged his legs and moved him to the couch, and put the blanket under the rain The cool feet were carefully put into his arms.

"I also said that it's not cold at this time of year, it's as cold as ice."

Li Qingjue had no way to refute, and couldn't move his legs, so he could only purse his lips and look at him.

Ping Huaizhen warmed his feet tightly, looked at the oil umbrella on the table, and asked: "I'm afraid you didn't go out in the rain because you came to look for me at Uncle's house?"

Li Qingjue shook his head, but he was honest.

The people in front of him silently stared at him and waited for him to say something. He explained: "Rong Xi was angry with me and ran away in the rain. I went out to find him."

Ping Huaizhen looked at the umbrella again: "Didn't you find it?"

"Never."

After all, in summer, his arms and feet warmed up quickly, Ping Huaizhen took off his wet clothes for him, pulled a thin quilt to cover his body, lay down beside him and coaxed softly, "What's the matter?"

When the words fell, Li Qingjue's eyes tightened, and depression came back to his heart.

The bed was silent for a long time, Li Qingjue sighed for a long time, it was difficult to relieve the melancholy here, wanting to talk to Ping Huaizhen, but also not wanting to talk to Ping Huaizhen, it was easy to get entangled, so he just said a few numbers: "Every time I see Rong Xi Lianhua , feel quite ashamed. If the two of them hadn’t been adopted by me back then, they would be ordinary and cheerful teenagers now, with the same joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys as others.”

But with these two sentences, Ping Huaizhen could guess why he was so sad, and immediately put him and him into his arms, and comforted him as usual: "You treat them like your own children, why don't I Wish? The world is so big, let the two of them roam freely in the future, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and all kinds of tastes in the world, there will be no regrets."

Li Qingjue's heart felt warm and cold when he heard it, and sometimes he felt helpless, thinking that it was the phrase "the world is so big" that made Rong Xi and him angry.

But Rong Xi's anger can be dissipated, but how can Lianhua's pain dissipate?The years may pass?One year, ten years, 20 years...Maybe one day, Rong Xi will be able to get rid of her hostility and enjoy ordinary joy; but Lianhua has lost her love, and she will never be able to get it again in this life, and the sores are hard to heal.

Li Qingjue pressed his palm tightly on Ping Huaizhen's shoulders, never letting him know the feelings in Lianhua's heart from the beginning to the end, so Ping Huaizhen only felt pity for Huazhong, but did not know this loyalty and gave up blood on the tip of his tongue.

He bent his lips into a wry smile, and shook his head to give up.

Ping Huaizhen kissed him lightly on the forehead, and changed the words without any trace: "I will find a suitable place to accommodate the hundred people in the building as soon as possible, and other things in the palace should be done sooner."

Li Qingjue stopped thinking about it, and asked after hearing the words: "I'm quite passive now, how fast?"

"Advance through retreat. One day when I am a reserve, the sixth child will be anxious all day. If you can make him impatient, you can turn passive into active."

"I can't wait to get the sixth prince, unless..."

Li Qingjue was thoughtful, and Ping Huaizhen guessed what was in his heart, and nodded his head to give him affirmation: "I will choose a day to be open and honest with my father." As he said, he hugged him tighter, and said by his ear these days A long-standing measure.

Li Qingjue frowned frequently when he heard this, and after careful consideration, he thought it would be risky, but right now there was really no good plan, so it would be better to take the risk with soldiers.Afterwards, I thought about it a few times, and felt that following this plan, both the crown prince and the sixth prince could be regarded as putting all their eggs in one basket.

It is impossible to say how much bargaining chips the sixth prince has, but beside the prince, he has been by his side and has been planning hard for many years, and he has tried his best to plan for him with thousands of things. Up to now, he will never lose, and he will never lose.