sir he is sweet

"Rong Yun?"

Under the white flag, the woman seemed to see a familiar figure.

She hurried to catch up, ignoring people's suspicious eyes, and stopped the man on the long bridge beside the inclined willow.

"Rong Yun! It's really you!"

The extremely beautiful woman called out aloud.

The young man called Rong Yun turned around expressionlessly, holding a sword in his arms, his brows were sharp and sharp.

"I do not know you."

The woman did not compromise. She took a step forward and tore off the veil on her face. There were tears in her eyes, "I am your sister...Rong Yun! I am your sister!"

The young man took a step back, lowered his eyes, and repeated it expressionlessly.

"I do not know you."

Just as the woman was about to continue to say something, she heard a voice from diagonally.

"Rong Yun."

When the young man saw the person coming, he immediately grinned and greeted him cheerfully, "Brother, are you awake?"

The visitor was dressed in a black robe, tall and handsome, with an indescribable aura of dignity in his gestures.

"Well," he turned his head, his eyes fell on the woman beside him, "this is—"

The woman bowed and said softly, "Rong Wei."

"Oh?"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Sheng laughed immediately, raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Both are surnamed Rong, are you relatives?"

Rong Yun shook his head, expressing seriousness, "I don't know her!"

"Okay, okay," seeing his sullen face, Murong Sheng shook his head, and couldn't help but smile, "Don't make such a bad face, even if you are not a relative, you would treat such a beautiful girl There should be some manners."

This kid was also driven down the mountain to practice, but he found Murong Sheng's trail, so he wanted to follow.

"Oh--"

Rong Yun's face was full of displeasure, and she moved to Murong Sheng's side, turning her face away, as if she was not convinced by being reprimanded.

"Let's go! Mister is still awake, let's go to the barracks."

Murong Sheng patted the boy's head, then politely nodded with Rong Mi, and walked away with him.

From a distance away, Rong Wei could still hear her younger brother complaining: "Brother, can you stop hitting me on the head every time! You'd be stupid!"

"Who said that?"

"Master!"

"Then you knock back!"

"I...I dare not..."

The clear laughter got farther and farther away, Rong Wei calmed down for a moment, slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, staggered a bit, and supported the bridge beside her.

"Go and check... go and check," she turned her head and yelled at the attendant who rushed over, "Why is Rong Yun here!"

She has been looking for it for so many years, but this child seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Why... how did she suddenly appear in front of her?

"Yes, miss, this subordinate will investigate now!"

The great general's son has just died, and there is no serious master in this mansion for the time being, and Murong Sheng has handwritten a letter from Qing He, and every word and sentence on it clearly states that everyone should worship Murong Sheng as the main one.

Princess Qinghe is the elder sister of the eldest son, she went to the capital for Emperor An's heart, she said that she was favored by the Tian family, she was given a marriage, and she was reluctant to release her, but in fact, no one knew that she was staying in the capital as a hostage.

It seems that the scenery is infinite, but it also completely loses freedom.

In this way, the people on the other end are still not finished.

Everyone in the mansion was deeply saddened, if Murong Sheng hadn't had Qing He's handwritten letter, relying on Murong Sheng's identity, it would have been impossible to step into the General's Mansion half a step.

Seeing the woman go away angrily, a figure suddenly appeared behind the hibiscus tree.

"interesting--"

When Yan Nan went back, he explained what he saw to Qi Zhao one by one.

The man was rubbing his forehead, leaning against the soft couch with loose hair, his expression was still a little tired.

"Ah--"

After he finished listening, he snorted slightly, with a bit of contempt and coldness in his eyes, "I don't know who it is! When I was in the capital, I noticed that there were hands reaching out from the southern border, colluding with the important officials of the court, and doing those shady things , how many heads she has!"

Supporting Xiaoji on his elbows, Qi Zhao half-closed his eyes, his eyes were cold, "I want to see what she's planning!"

When confiscating the official money, he went through the files and found things from the southern border among the things that were collected from the prisoners. This is enough to show that Ji Feiguang is also entangled with this side.

Rong Xiao——

This woman is very suspicious, and she is the dark thread of the collusion between Kyoto and the southern border.

Qi Zhao coughed a few times in a low voice, his thin shoulders shrugged slightly, suddenly, he paused, fumbled for the handkerchief in his arms, covered his lips, and coughed muffled.

"gentlemen?"

Yan Nan raised her head and clearly saw a thin line of blood falling from the man's lips, scarlet and dazzling.

He couldn't help being shocked, and called out in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Zhao suddenly coughed and wheezed badly, but after coughing, he obviously improved a lot. He slowly wiped off the blood stains on the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, put it away carefully, with a calm expression, "It's okay, don't tell others."

This seriously ill man seemed to take life and death very lightly and didn't care.

This is really an incredible thing.

"It shouldn't be difficult to take back the military power, but it's just that the southern border and the war have been raging recently, and the Seventh Prince needs to show his authority."

The man rubbed his heart, stood up, and began to tie his hair.

Yan Nan thought for a while, then nodded, "He has already gone, presumably to take advantage of the loophole as soon as possible to gain power."

"Go and help him—"

Qi Zhao smiled lightly and began to issue orders to chase away guests.

On Murong Sheng's side, he wasn't really worried. Among all the princes in the whole capital, he and Qinghe were the best. With the addition of his relationship with Lu Xinghe, Qinghe was bound to send a letter to the general's mansion. Everyone's instructions are correct.

Therefore, it is most suitable for Murong Sheng to take this errand.

But these things are not the crisis, the real crisis——

still elsewhere.

Qi Zhao waited for a long time, straightened his clothes, tied his hair and put on a crown, and left the General's Mansion alone.

The folk customs in the southern region are open, and if any woman sees a man she likes, she can throw a handkerchief to show her affection. Qi Zhao's appearance is unmistakable, although he is thinner and paler, it did not stop those people's favor.

Before long, he was almost buried by the veil.

"Cough...cough..."

The incense on the handkerchief was so strange that even Qi Zhao wondered, how could there be smoked chili in this world?

He coughed so badly.

Qi Zhao had no choice but to escape, turned into a remote alley, was leaning against the wall to rest his mind, suddenly saw a figure appearing in front of him, he knelt down neatly.

"Master is finally back! It's been so many years, everyone has been waiting for you!"

The man kept a cold face, didn't say much, but threw something out, and ordered with a deadpan expression: "Check it out for me, where did it come from Gu Xiang?"

Someone picked it up and found it was a small box with a dead Gu worm inside.

"This--"

The man turned around, his brows and eyes narrowed slightly, "I won't go back, but if I still order you, within three days, I will get an answer."

He would like to see, on the way to the south... Who dares to attack Murong Sheng!