Get out, divorce!

, but saw that he had already closed his eyes and meditated there.

This road to Jinling is wobbly, stop and go...

Zhao Chuansun left the imperial city and resigned from his official position, which seemed to be a lot easier.

Every time he went to a place with green mountains and green waters, he would tell me some allusions.

That day, when I left the imperial city, I happened to pass by an ancient temple on the outskirts of the city, called Huiyin Temple.

Zhao Chuansun stopped the carriage by the side of the road and took me to see the Huiyin Temple.

This time, most of the hidden temples are white pagodas, which look even brighter under the sunlight.

Zhao Chuansun stood in the forest of the White Pagoda, still lost in thought.

I also walked over, "Little uncle, what's so interesting about this Baitalin?"

It's worth watching so deeply and for so long.

Zhao Chuansun smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Have you ever heard a sentence," he said to himself, "The little hermit hides in the wild, and the great hermit hides in the court..."

I looked at him, why did he suddenly talk about this again.

"In the past few years," he continued after a pause, "I always thought that I was hiding something. If this court was a sea, I would be a dragon..."

Is that so... I looked at him, and it turned out that my little uncle had such a lofty ambition.

The vicissitudes of life are flowing, but they are silent.

"I thought that was right," Zhao Chuansun said to himself, "I thought there were some things...it was superfluous..."

After speaking, he paused and looked at me.

"Zhao Xiang," he suddenly called my name, which shocked me a lot. I only heard him say, "You shouldn't blame him..."

I was taken aback and looked at my little uncle, what is he talking about?

Does he know something...

"You shouldn't blame him," Zhao Chuansun said clearly, "he's different from you, and I'm different from you... I've always wondered why he did that for you..."

I looked at Zhao Chuansun, suddenly a little scared.

"Now I probably know," Zhao Chuansun sighed, "those extra things...probably aren't superfluous..."

"Little uncle?!" I stared at Zhao Chuansun.

What is he talking about...

"Little idiot," Zhao Chuansun laughed suddenly, looked at me, and said jokingly, "I said it a long time ago, if you want to turn around, turn around, Jinling is far away..."

"What are you talking about?" I stared blankly at him.

Tell me to go back again... How far is this Jinling...

Zhao Chuansun said that Jinling is very far away... If I still hold the imperial city at one end of my heart, I will not be able to go to Jinling... He also said, maybe he shouldn't go to Jinling... But, he doesn't know where to go nothing.

As we talked, for some reason, we talked about the Longevity Festival again.

I said, since King Ning has already returned to the border, then the Longevity Day should go smoothly. I don’t know how those officials and people in Beijing will celebrate...

Zhao Chuansun was silent for a while without speaking.

Wanshou Festival... Is this the way to Jinling? It's time for the little fox's birthday...

At that time, what kind of expression should he have in the congratulations of all the people.

If he is lonely, where am I?

"Tell me," Zhao Chuansun suddenly asked in a calm tone, "At this time... the border is also... so spring?"

【forty】

Walk with Zhao Chuansun, take a rest... and then walk again...

That day, I rested in a small inn, and the lights of Douda flickered in front of my eyes.

I asked the shopkeeper for a jug of warm wine, and I sat alone in front of the lamp, just drooling my worries.

Outside this window, the bright moon hangs high, but the capital is getting farther and farther away from me.

Facing this glass of wine, I still smiled to myself...

Unknowingly, lying on the table, pillowing his arm, he also fell asleep.

People say that you think about it every day and dream at night.

In a trance, I felt that a wisp of my soul floated out of my body, floating under the bright moon, overlooking the world, I felt lonely and boundless.

Unsteadily, he actually floated back to the capital in the blink of an eye.

Without a shadow or form, he came to the South Study Room and looked at the brightly lit, lonely figure inside.

The little fox was also sitting there alone, as quiet as a statue, frowning slightly, holding the pen, but he couldn't put it down.

This is still white, I don't know what he wants to write...

Suddenly, with a determined look on his face, he calmly put down his pen.

Looking at him, he knew it was an illusion in a dream, but he didn't dare to go forward to disturb him.

That day, I said that.

I don't know, at this time, whether he has hatred for me in his heart.

Seeing him like this, he could only feel reluctant to part with him. He gently raised his hand, wanting to stroke the hair beside his ear, but after all, the dream was just an illusion.

Alas... I sighed lightly... kissed him...

Unexpectedly, he seemed to be aware of it, raised his eyes, and looked around in a daze.

That glance, after a glimmer of hope deep in the eyes, suddenly cooled down.

Little fox...I get closer, I want to get closer...and I want to kiss him.

Now go to Jinling, if you don't come to look for me, you and I will just leave.

Is this dream a parting moment?

For a while, I had a foolish thought again.

It would be great if he could just follow him like a soul.

No more sorrows and joys, no more suspicions and suspicions.

When I woke up, it was Zhao Chuansun standing beside me.

Reaching out and lifting my chin, I looked closely at my face.

"Idiot," he sneered after seeing it, "what kind of dream are you doing to be so miserable?"

"Little uncle," I looked at Zhao Chuansun, called him, and buried my face in my arms again.

My dream... is indeed a bit miserable...

When will we wake up from the dream, and when we wake up, where will we be?

During the daytime, the carriage was also wobbly, and there was no way to go forward... Zhao Chuansun thought for a long time with a blank face that day, and actually wrote a letter and had someone send it out.

On the envelope, the word "Ning" was actually written.

Although we have just left the capital here, but the letter has to go to the border, and it will take about three days and three nights to expedite the [-] li... Sure enough, it is not bad... Six or seven days later, someone came to reply...

I saw that Zhao Chuansun's expression changed.

The person who replied handed back the original letter.

That letter... has never been touched, never opened...

Zhao Chuansun was startled, and remained silent for a long time, thinking about it lightly.

He wrote another letter and ordered someone to send it again, but he told him that if the recipient didn't want to read it, that's all right, there's no need to hand it back, just tear it up there.

Looking at Zhao Chuansun like this, I just felt that the person who received the letter was a little pitiful.

Even being in the carriage during the day is boring, Zhao Chuansun talks to me less now.

I had to flip through the book occasionally, and occasionally do other things... At this time, I played with the unicorn that Mr. Wang gave me before, and I thought it was interesting at that time.

This Qilin also looks interesting, staring and angry, but also dignified.

Then Min Zhengyun is also interesting...

It's a pity, it would be great if it was someone.

Sighing, I was surprised to find that Zhao Chuansun woke up at some point and was looking closely at the jade unicorn in my hand.

"Uh...what's the matter?" This looked a little frightening.

"What are you holding in your hand?!" Zhao Chuansun suddenly grabbed my hand and shouted sharply.

"The jade unicorn given by Mr. Wang," I was taken aback, "it was at the military plane that day..."

Zhao Chuansun was stunned, and asked after a long time, "Which day are you at the military plane?"

I was also taken aback, "On that day when I went to Linyuan Lianju, I went to the military plane first, and the emperor... was also there... Mr. Wang gave this... You forgot?"

Zhao Chuansun's complexion turned ashen suddenly. After thinking about it for a long time, he said, "...I'm here too?"

"Yes," I could only nod.

"Untie it," he said, "let me have a look again."

I had no choice but to untie the jade unicorn and hand it to Zhao Chuansun.

Zhao Chuansun's opinion was rather strange, he took out the white paper and ink pad from the box, pressed the unicorn head into the ink pad, and then covered it on the white paper...

When he raised his hand, he saw that his face was even worse.

I stared blankly at the piece of paper, and after seeing the red patterns on the paper clearly, I felt as if I was standing in icy water.

The pattern on this paper...is exactly the same as that on the thin silk that was found in the small silver pill by the well where Liu Fei died... exactly, exactly the same...

"Little uncle..." I heard my voice stuck in my throat.

"Unexpectedly," Zhao Chuansun raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Put it under my nose..."

Jade unicorn... No wonder, no wonder Min Zhengyun saw the jade unicorn on me, with such an expression... so surprised, and told me not to lose it...

Funny, I was stupid enough to think he was just being mean.

"Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang," the little uncle looked at and shook his head, "You are really an idiot..."

I stared blankly at him, feeling chills in my heart...At that time, how Min Zhengyun looked at the thin silk, and just told me that there was an undercurrent, and that Wanshou Festival was about to do something... When we parted , What kind of hesitation does he have, only saying that he will come to find me after one year after finishing the matter in front of him...

"Little uncle..." My voice was difficult, "Then Mr. Wang and Min Zhengyun are... the undercurrent..."

Zhao Chuansun's face darkened, and he asked calmly, "How do you know about... the undercurrent?"

With a trembling voice, I recounted how Min Zhengyun pretended to be a bride and came to my house... how he accompanied me to Chengxi Zuitianju... and how I gave him the silver pill I picked up... …

Fifteen ten, all said out...

The more Zhao Chuansun listened, the colder his face became.

"Little uncle," I looked at him and asked in a trembling voice, "what... what should I do?"

What to do...my little fox is still in the capital...still in the palace...

"What should I do?" Zhao Chuansun looked at me indifferently, "Now there must be their meticulous work around here... What else can I do..."

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