The moon comes to take pictures

Yuan Junyu crumpled the piece of paper into a ball, without looking back: "What?"

"This rubbing, when I was young, my family went back to Beijing to visit relatives. My uncles and uncles had this rubbing. I always thought it was a cat. I only knew it when I saw yours. It turned out to be a unicorn."

"Kirin..." Yuan Junyu whispered, and quickly stuffed the ball of paper into his sleeve.

"At that time, I thought it was a rare item, so everyone has it?" Ning Ruichen approached, but Yuan Junyu was a little panicked, withdrew his sleeves and stepped back a few steps.

"Brother Yu?" Ning Ruichen pursed his lips: "Are you bothering me?"

Yuan Junyu wanted to hide it: "No."

But Ning Ruichen was convinced, and his toes were hidden in the wide long cape, rubbing uneasily: "Don't bother me, you are so interesting, I like to be with you. How well did we play a while ago?"

He was rambling on, but Yuan Junyu only heard the phrase "interesting", and subconsciously asked something that shouldn't be asked: "You only like to play with me?"

Ning Ruichen blurted out: "Then why not? We go to the opera garden and the temple, aren't we just having fun?" He paused, almost submissively: "I like staying with you the most at the Cardamom Pavilion. What do you have? Don't keep it from me, okay?"

Yuan Junyu didn't want to hide it. He made up his mind to leave. It can be seen that he is used to acting on every occasion, so at this time he was especially afraid of Ning Ruichen's sincerity and soft eyes. I have to go out."

Ning Ruichen probed: "Go out together?"

"No." This was his first refusal, and Ning Ruichen was stunned.

After a while, Yuan Junyu opened his mouth strangely, with indescribable indifference: "The old affairs at home must go."

What is the old thing, I didn't mention it in the end.

Ning Ruichen got the news that Yuan Junyu was going out the next day, and several servants from the Doukou Pavilion reported it together. "He even packed his things and is waiting to leave!" The few people said while urging: "Master, find someone to follow and take a look, so you don't worry about it!"

Whether to follow or not, Ning Ruichen didn't hesitate much, but he didn't let anyone else go, he prepared a small sedan chair by himself, and went out in a low-key manner with the dusty top on it.

There is no one in the world like this, although it is absurd, but no one told Ning Ruichen, just let him make trouble.Yuan Junyu hadn't left for a long time, and the sedan chair quickly caught up with him.

A few people were sneaking around, and they were far behind, about three or four miles away. The handyman who carried the sedan chair stopped the sedan chair, and knocked on the wooden frame in embarrassment: "Master, you can't go."

"What?" Ning Ruichen lifted the curtain and looked around.The avenue narrows further, and a hundred steps away is a small path marked by sparse footprints. There are not many people along the way. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a wilderness.

The pathfinders in front came up and said, "We're almost at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. If you go in this direction, you will find the mausoleum of the Great Ancestor...Look, there is a soldier's flag in front of you!"

The vicinity is very deserted, and two miles ahead is the imperial mausoleum, which has always been guarded by garrisons.Ning Ruichen didn't understand why Yuan Junyu came here, he suddenly remembered the last time he met at Lanquan Temple, Yuan Junyu was familiar with Zhongshan area, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"Is he really going here?"

The bearer of the sedan chair said dejectedly, "If I had known it was here, I wouldn't have brought you here!"

"That's right," the person next to him helped, "who knows what will happen to me!"

But Ning Ruichen was determined to stay, after thinking for a long time, he said stubbornly: "Don't follow." After finishing speaking, he lifted his robe and got out of the sedan chair, and walked along the path despite the persuasion.

The person who carried the sedan chair had a mournful face at this moment: "It's over, wait until you go back and ask the uncle to plead guilty!"

The mountains are high and wide, and the green leaves are all over the mountains, which is a good time for spring.In other places, there should be many scholars who go out for an outing, which is very lively, but here is close to the imperial mausoleum, probably because of the majesty of the dragon, others dare not come here.

Ning Ruichen was concerned about the matter of Yuan Junyu, so he couldn't help muttering, wondering why he came here, thinking about it, and slowly groping forward along the narrow path.

The place Yuan Junyu went to was actually not difficult to find, along the road were the small firethorns he had mentioned, bright red to attract attention.When Ning Ruichen saw this, his doubts deepened. He said that when he was a child, he couldn't see the sun in one place. Was he really in a theater troupe?

After thinking about it, all the roads have come to an end. In front of them stands a piece of crumbling walls and ruins. Among them, there are a few houses that are still in good condition, but they are all covered with spider silk, and there are many swallows' nests under the eaves.There is such a hidden place in the royal forbidden area.

Taking a closer look, there was a man standing under the eaves, struggling to dig something out of the swallow's nest.

Thinking of his ruthlessness in leaving without saying goodbye, Ning Ruichen couldn't hold back, and shouted: "If you want to leave, don't tell me."

The man froze, quickly grabbed a handful from the swallow's nest, dodged into the house, and slammed the door latch heavily.

Ning Ruichen didn't understand why he was like this, and rushed to the door: "You hide from me...why?"

The room was quiet, as if to confirm the fickleness.It took a long time for Yuan Junyu's voice to come out from inside, hypocritically persuading: "I have difficulties."

"Why can't you tell me your difficulties?"

Yuan Junyu may have moved his position, and his voice floated from far to near: "Master, you have never suffered, and you have never been able to explain your difficulties to outsiders."

Ning Ruichen put his head against the dying wooden door and closed it: "I'm also an outsider?"

No more talking inside.

"Let me in." Ning Ruichen patted on the broken door, but the people inside were determined not to let anyone in.Ning Ruichen had never been wronged, he was turned away all of a sudden, his stomach was full of anger, he was sour, and stomped his feet angrily: "You don't open the door! Okay!" He stammered and let it go. After a few harsh words, there was no response, and she became discouraged all of a sudden, hugging her knees and crouching outside the door, sobbing: "I, I'll go back and call someone to arrest you...you must come out! I can't help you!"

After yelling like this for a long time, his throat was dry. Ning Ruichen curled up into a small ball and sat on the ground uselessly, feeling lost.

However, the sky did not fulfill the wishes of the people. After the sting, the rain was abundant, and it rained every two or three days. At this moment, the sky was suddenly cloudy, and the clouds and wind were flying out of the sky. There was a rumbling spring thunder, and it hit the dragon veins thousands of miles away.

Ning Ruichen was dumbfounded, before he could react, the rain fell on the top of his head one by one.

The spring rain penetrated into every hole, and it got into his neckline, and he got wet after a while, and the mountain fog was on the top of his head, which was cold and damp.Ning Ruichen's eyes were sour, and he called out miserably: "Brother Yu!"

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound behind him, and the whistling wind immediately poured in, making a chaotic noise.

Ning Ruichen wiped his face in embarrassment, his wide sleeves stuck to his arms, and wiped his face in a mess.

There was a cold voice in the room, bright and moist, listening carefully, and mixed with a little unbearable, two words popped out like gold: "Come in."