Out of Yuanmen

The bitter autumn wind lifted the curtains hanging on the carriage. Zhu Changyu leaned on the window and looked out. He saw that the roads on both sides gradually became lively, and sporadic vendors and porters carrying burdens began to appear.

It was late summer when we left, and it was winter when we returned.Times have changed, and moods have changed.

Zhu Changyu put the curtain down again without changing his expression.This was the fifth day he was "escorted", and he vaguely understood his situation.He had walked this official road when he was sent to the northwest, but he didn't expect to come back one day.

He sat back to his original position, without any strange expression on his face, just like an ordinary Youzi returning home—but this trip he did not return to his hometown with good clothes, but a more ambitious goal.

Accompanied by the sound of rattling hoofs, more and more noisy voices gradually came from outside the small carriage. They seemed to have arrived at the gate of the city.The small stone at the gate of the city made the wheels tremble, and the bumps hurt Zhu Changyu's old injury. He coughed uncontrollably, trying to cover up the sound of his gasping for air because of the pain.

After the driver nodded and bowed and stuffed the money, the officers and soldiers guarding the city checked the customs clearance document and lifted the curtain. Seeing a scholar who looked like a sick ghost, they waved them impatiently and let them enter the city without any interest. Standing aside, waiting for the next fat sheep.

When the carriage drove into the street, the driver smiled and said: "You are really aggrieved as a prince. When you go back to your hometown, no one recognizes you."

His words were swallowed up by the noisy streets, but they reached Zhu Changyu's ears precisely.He sneered, curled up slowly on the couch, and hugged his legs: "Is it important that the prince is not the prince?"

"Of course it's important." The man said, "It's better to drive ducks to the shelves than to really change the dynasty and wreak havoc."

"Don't you still not treat me like a prince?"

The man laughed again when he heard this: "If you treat yourself as a prince, I will naturally treat you as a prince."

"Forget it." His answer was three hard words.

The carriage carrying the prince who had climbed back from the underworld quickly and quietly disappeared around the corner of the alley, and was never seen from afar.

The troubled prince has just returned to his cage from the outside world, and don't forget that on the contrary, someone has just escaped from this cage.At this moment, Mr. Wushuang of Huajing was lying on his horse with his head down, disheveled and disheveled, without any trace of his previous elegant demeanor.His horse was led by a rope to the saddle of the horse in front, and Luo Shengyang was sitting on it.

Yu Ling followed the horse extremely fast. After two days like this, he didn't look tired, but was full of energy. His monster-like physical strength made Luo Shengyang speechless.

The group of three met two days ago. At that time, Yun Shugui, who was extremely unlucky, encountered a group of horse bandits. The arrow wound on his back exploded during the escape, and he almost lost his life.Fortunately, Yu Ling came in time and cleaned up the evil horse bandits like cutting melons and vegetables, otherwise Yun Shugui would really have died.Yun Shugui, who saved his life, rejected the proposal to rest for a few days, so they are trekking in the desert at this moment, trying to take a shortcut to Tanlang City as soon as possible.

"Hey, shouldn't it be time to eat?" Luo Shengyang reined in the reins, turned around and shouted at Yu Ling, "Also, it's time for Mr. Yun to change his medicine."

Yu Ling tipped her toes and landed beside him, nodded silently, then shook her head: "I'll change the medicine."

Luo Shengyang rolled his eyes: "Can you?"

"...I will." Yu Ling seldom had such ambiguous words in his mouth, Luo Shengyang could hear the unobvious guilt hidden in his words, and joked, "Why do you have to come, I It’s not a woman, so there’s no such thing as giving or receiving a kiss, right?”

Yu Ling blocked him silently, and began to rack her brains, thinking about how to express her current depressed emotions, but after holding back for a long time, she still couldn't say a word.He thought that Luo Shengyang was going to get angry again, but he didn't expect that the other party just smiled sullenly: "You have improved a lot. You didn't understand the style before, but now you're jealous?"

Yu Ling suddenly realized.These two words describe quite well, accurately describing his sour feelings at this moment, so he repeated in a straight line: "I'm jealous."

There was a strange cuteness in Yu Ling's words. Luo Shengyang laughed so hard that he almost fell off the horse, and threw the burden to him: "Then you give him the medicine, and be gentle."

However, Yu Ling's rough movements still woke Yun Shugui up in pain.He raised his eyelids in a daze, and said weakly: "...Yu Ling?"

"it's me."

"Where are we now?"

"do not know."

Luo Shengyang gnawed on the leg of the roasted chicken, rubbed the oil from his mouth with the back of his hand rudely, and said vaguely: "Look at the direction of the compass, hurry up."

After he finished speaking, he squinted at Yun Shugui and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Yun to be so lucky. You will be able to meet your sweetheart soon. Are you happy? Really, you don't even know who is... What the hell?" Situation, I worked desperately and I don’t know why.”

Bai Yueguang, who once rejected his wooing object and desperately went to see him, even though Luo Shengyang had let go of that ambiguous relationship long ago, talking to the embarrassed Yun Shugui, he still couldn't help but hold his gun Bring sticks.Fortunately, he never had any bad intentions, and swallowed the three words "are you alive" in time.

But Yun Shugui has a good temper, he just smiled wryly and said, "Fortunately, you two are here."

Luo Shengyang inserted the bone of the chicken leg into the sand under his feet, took out the cake from his bosom and gnawed it, and said angrily: "You useless trash, don't act like a hero next time. Your The sweetheart... auspicious people have their own appearance, you should take care of yourself first."

Yun Shugui could tell that he cared about him, but he still didn't care, and said softly, "Thank you, Sheng Yang."

As soon as this sentence came out, he hissed, and Yu Ling said rather embarrassedly: "Sorry, I didn't grasp the strength well."

"..."

Luo Shengyang stuffed the cake back into the paper bag, wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, and walked over, hating iron and steel: "I just said you are clumsy, let me do it."

Yun Shugui is relatively slow to deal with his life's major events, but he still has a delicate heart when he sees others. How can he not know the ambiguity between the two after getting along these few days? Just put on a bandage."

Then Luo Shengyang sat back, crossed his legs, and ate half of the cake.

Sure enough, Yu Ling's strike force subconsciously became much lighter, and it seemed that he was in a better mood.

The three of them rested and continued on their way.Luo Shengyang looked at Yun Shugui, who had a gentle expression, but still had an indelible melancholy in his eyes, and silently thought: If the gods and Buddhas open their eyes, let's teach Yun Shugui to get what he wants—it's all this giant The victim in the vortex is only happy with himself, which is too unfair.

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Damn, I don't even have time to write [-] words, I want to drop out of school