Hei Meng husband and wife's son is too pitiful

Chapter 172 The Bloody Story of the Seventh Prince (2)
Rui Lin, who was standing by, winked at those people, and they all retreated.

After a while, the study room returned to silence. In the study room where there was no sound, Rui Ling suddenly smiled, without any warning, with a sarcastic smile, "Hehe, Luo Chenfeng, you are really good, it really is my wife. Have you ever deceived yourself?"

Ruilin glanced at him worriedly, knowing that he was in a bad mood. In the past few days, Japan has found some unpleasant information, plus...

In this low-pressure situation, Ruilin began to consider whether he should bother him again, and changed the subject by the way. After all, it was not the time to draw conclusions.

After thinking about it for a long time, Rui Lin hesitated and said to his master with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Master, the four seniors have been here for a few days, and Miss Tian's injury has recovered a lot. After all, it's the Chinese New Year. They said this You're going to take her back in two days, don't you really want to take a look?"

Ruiling's expression darkened, and he returned to normal in a blink of an eye, raising his eyebrows, "How many times have you chanted it in the past few days? Don't you find it annoying? If you don't want to do it, just go and change your job as a matchmaker."

Ruilin wailed in his heart, but he couldn't do it when he met such an unscrupulous master and caring little padded jacket. He wanted to give up this great cause, but when he thought that his master would repent after the beautiful woman left, he would definitely take the blame on himself , he had to weigh the consequences of the two again and again.

After a lot of deliberation, Ruilin adhered to the tenet that stretching out his head and shrinking his head is also a knife, and said with his eyes closed as if he was going to die with honor, "Master, I shouldn't have said these things, but it depends on you. If you don’t torture yourself, you’ll torture others, I’m also very distressed, so even if you want to hit me, I’d still say you’d better go see Miss Tian. She seems to be leaving tomorrow morning. I don’t know when I’ll see you again. It’s your character to seize the opportunity and cherish the moment. So don't run away, alright? That's it, I'm done talking, I'll go to work, you think about it, I'm really gone, you don't need to send it off." After finishing speaking, he ran to the door, lest he would be too slow He will be caught and beaten by his own master.

Unexpectedly, Rui Ling was stunned for a moment by the lack of rhythm and logic, and then fell into deep thought, without even looking at the fleeing subordinate.In the early morning of the next day, the weather was surprisingly good, and it was the cold winter weather that actually had a warm feeling.

In the courtyard north of the city, just as a ray of morning light came into the west wing room, the woman in red was sitting at the table with a cup of tea in her hand, her eyes were empty, and she looked absent-minded.

A quarter of an hour later, she sighed softly, "Du Juan, go down."

Du Juan glanced into the yard and asked tentatively, "Girl, do you have to leave today? Otherwise, stay for a few more days, master..."

"No, he doesn't want to see me, so why should I force him to stay? I will see you again. I'm leaving, tell him for me, thank you, and I'm sorry." After speaking, he got up and picked up the little girl who had tidied up on the bed. One of the packages went straight out the door.

Du Juan opened his mouth, choked up the words he wanted to say, and could only look at the back of the seemingly unrestrained but lonely figure.

As soon as he walked out of the yard, he saw Ruilin coming behind the four old fellows. Seeing her coming out, Ruilin quickly stepped forward, and said awkwardly, "Miss Tian, ​​hahaha, good morning, I was ordered by the master Here to see you off, he has too many things to deal with these days, so..."

Tian Puppet forced a smile, and didn't expose his lie, just took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him, "I hand it to your master, thank you." After a pause, she seemed to have done something. As if making such a decision, she said solemnly, "Also, tell him that my name is Tian Kui instead of Tian Puppet, or you can also say Tian Feng." Turn around and leave.

"Pinch me, hurry up, seniors," Rui Lin called eagerly, but no one paid attention to him, and when he realized, several people were already a hundred meters away.

The parting atmosphere that was supposed to be sad became somewhat nondescript due to the warm sunlight, and the five-person team including Ruilin hung behind Tian Puppet to watch her absent-mindedly ride a horse slowly along the street.

But no matter how slow the speed was, he still arrived at the city gate. Ruilin wondered why the master was so overwhelmed and didn't want to see him off. The gloomy Tian Puppet along the way, no, it was Tiankui, was about to reach the city gate. At that time, he seemed to be in a much better state, and he seemed to have figured out something.

As he approached the city gate, a low sound of a piano suddenly entered his ears.

Tian Puppet widened his eyes and looked around, but found no suspicious person. He squinted his eyes and listened intently, trying to identify the source of the sound, but the sound seemed to come from all directions, everywhere and everywhere. Traces can be found.

The sound of the piano is all too familiar, it is what the man once told her, the sound she often dreamed about in midnight dreams, telling the endless meaning in a mellow way.

In the sound of the piano, she suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment and understood his thoughts.

The trace of resentment caused by waiting for these days but seeing no one began to disappear invisible, and the loss and hesitation that gradually occurred also disappeared, and my belief was strengthened.

In the end, she rode a horse away from the city gate step by step amidst the sound of the piano, never looking back, and never looking around for that figure.

I just silently added in my heart, "I'll wait for you to wade in, or wait for me to cross the river."

At the same time, under the city gate, behind a towering tree, a man in white clothes plucked the strings for a long time, repeating in his heart, "Wait for me, I will pour out the world." In the future, Pingcheng is more prosperous these days than before, but the jokes of the dandy world are missing, and the people have less fun, and they all start to miss the ignorant dandy, who loves to cause trouble, but is often harmless Ruiling, but fortunately there is The upstart Seventh Prince of the court, oh no, many rumors and anecdotes about Luo Chenfeng, who is now Prince Su, added a bit of fun to the boring life of the common people.

It has to be said that the rumors in the market are extremely powerful. Since Luo Chenfeng became the prince in one fell swoop, the people of Pingcheng with amazing brains have used him as the blueprint to outline a series of annual dog-blood dramas supplemented by palace fighting. No, the version that the storyteller in the teahouse is talking about is the best among them. The seven princes, mother and concubine are the emperor's true love. The family is happy and happy. Unexpectedly, the woman's beauty is unlucky, and the emperor loses his beloved wife. Even when he sees his son, he sees things and thinks about others, so he simply ignores his son because he doesn't see him.

In the box, two men in white sat facing each other, one of them was exquisite and the other was as elegant as a fairy.

The exquisite and incomparable man raised a cup of tea, blew on it twice, took a sip, his lips curled up slightly, and he said to the person opposite, "Chenfeng, this story is pretty good, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)