Dayong Nu sentenced to death

In the end, they didn't exchange names either.

It's as if this is just a short episode, coming as you like, not asking about the past, and not staying after the fate is scattered.

Watching that figure get on the horse, he left as quietly as when he came.

The man drank the last of the wine in the glass alone, got up and straightened his clothes, then rolled up his sleeves, and swept them out of the window in an instant, stepped on the black-covered boat floating in the river with his toes, and landed on the shore.

Going out from the west of the city, stepping on the moonlight to the water's edge.

The boat market was still bustling, full of voices, he walked straight to the last boat, crossed the sky, flew to the stern, and as soon as his feet landed, someone came up to him immediately, "Young master."

"Ah."

The young man walked past him and went straight into the cabin. The moment the cabin door closed, he turned around, his eyes faded away, and looked at the old man sitting cross-legged behind the screen.

After a moment of silence, the old man spoke first.

"Young Master, why did you drink so much?"

There was a hint of reproach in his words, the young man lowered his eyes and smiled, walked up to him and sat down naturally, humming softly: "You don't even want to take care of such trivial matters now, do you?"

"The old slave doesn't care about you, but..."

Thinking of something, the old man swallowed the words back, stroked his beard and said: "The young master has been away these days, are you in a better mood?"

"that's it."

The young man picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth, speaking concisely. The old man watched his movements, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Are you all alone these days?"

The teapot was thrown on the table, making a loud noise.

The young man looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery: "Are you sure you don't know if I'm alone?"

Two days after he left Haiyan Qinghe, someone followed him.

No matter how you hide, you can't hide.

Anyway, he is used to it, "You are waiting here all the time because you want to play guessing games with me, right?"

The old man's eyes flickered, and when he met the sneering and guarded look, he couldn't say what he had planned, and the words turned around his mouth, and when he said it, it turned into a different flavor: "I'm drinking with you tonight." Man, is that the girl?"

"Which one?"

The young man asked lazily.

"The last time I protected the group of Xianyi people, I became the concubine of the Yan family again, that female prisoner, who seems to be called Su Rao."

"Look, don't you remember clearly? If that's the case, why are you asking me?"

"Little Lord."

Being squeezed by him again and again, the old man couldn't help showing a look of sullenness on his face, and his voice was slightly lowered: "Can't you talk well, do you have to be like this?"

"Okay, talk about it."

The young man rubbed his eyebrows and said angrily, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"This is a good opportunity."

The old man stared at him, and said earnestly: "This little girl has a special status and a high position. She is surrounded by the most powerful people in Shengjing City. If you can make friends with her, young master, maybe one day you can come in handy."

The young man was silent when he heard the words, his face was slightly cold.

"understood."

Hearing this tone, the old man understood that he was being perfunctory again, frowned and said: "Young master, she sent it up by herself, you just have to follow the trend..."

"I said I got it."

Maybe it was alcohol, and the young man was more impatient than usual. The old man saw that he was angry, so it was better not to say anything, so as not to get angry again, "Okay, then young master, let's rest earlier."

The old man got up and left the cabin.

The cabin fell silent, the young man let himself lie flat on the wooden board, closed his eyes and fell silent for a while, then suddenly sneered: "It's really a bad fate."

He hated being involved with the personnel and affairs of the court, and being coerced into participating in those things.

Happened to meet several times.

Maybe she didn't know, but counting this time, it was already the fourth time they had met.

Langxing Casino in Hanyang City.

The assassination of Yunzhou official station.

The confrontation of Haiyan Qinghe.

And tonight... One after another, inexplicable encounters, like a game arranged by the gods on purpose, he recognized her just by hearing the voice, until the "Drunken Returning Song" poured out, he felt... her state of mind.

At that moment, regardless of status or position.

He picked up the wine cup by accident and asked, "Add a drinking friend". Like her, all he thought in his mind at that time was to get drunk.

A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows.

It's a pity that he wasn't completely drunk, and he couldn't get over his depression. What about her?

Can her worries be solved?

As soon as Su Rao returned to Banyue Xiaozhu, she felt that the atmosphere was not right. Before asking, a servant immediately stepped forward and replied: "Miss, there are guests in the house."

She suddenly turned her steps towards Banyueju, and walked towards the main hall.

In the main hall, two figures sat facing each other, each drinking tea, in silence, Zhao Afu, who had been watching for nearly half an hour, changed from his initial anxiety to calmness.

After the third pot of tea is finished, the servant girl adds water.

Zhao Afu smiled apologetically and said lightly: "It looks like my lady won't come back for a while, if the two distinguished guests are in a hurry..."

"Not urgent."

Lu Heng was playing with the orchid fan in his hand, and glanced at the wine jar on the table out of the corner of his eye: "I have a lot of free time tonight, enough to wait for your master to come back and have a drink with her."

After he finished speaking, the person on the opposite side also said, "I'll wait for her."

"Nan Wang is so entangled, Yan Heqing may be displeased when he hears it."

Lu Heng smiled lightly.

Le Shichuan glanced at him, and said nonchalantly, "Master Lu is so considerate, why are you staying here?"

"I'm different from King Nan."

Lu Heng said: "Nan Wang asked His Majesty to marry Mu Qing, so he and Yan Heqing are still rivals in love, but I am very innocent and have nothing to criticize."

"Lord Lu has lived among thousands of flowers, and has countless confidante. If you always show courteousness to her, I'm afraid it will cause more rumors. After all, she is engaged to Prince Yan, which will harm her reputation."

Le Shichuan said calmly: "She is my righteous sister, if she is implicated because of this, I will definitely ask Mr. Lu for advice."

"My sister?"

Lu Heng was amused by these two words, "Brother and sister are just names, and Nan Wang must know what he thinks in his heart, so why deceive himself?"

He shook his fan slowly and smiled suavely.

A look of insight.

Le Shichuan looked at him with deep eyes, "It seems that Mr. Lu insists on pestering him?"

There was anger in his words.

"It's wrong to say that. Mu Qing and I are friends of gentlemen, and we have not overstepped the rules. We can't just break up our friendship just because he said that He Qing wants to marry the concubine, and we will never see each other again, right?"

Lu Heng shook his head and clicked his tongue: "If this is the case, then she is too pitiful. She has finally managed to get her current business through hardships. Because a man will pay everything in vain, it would be better to marry and have children from the beginning. "

"Nan Wang is doing this for Mu Qing's benefit, but if it were me, I would rather not."

The teacup in Le Shichuan's hand 'clicked' and quickly climbed up several cracks.

Lu Heng glanced at him upon hearing the sound, and his smile deepened.