My companion is a bit fierce

Wang Mingda, who was forced to learn about Qi Lan's feelings for Rong Jue, wished he could slam his head against the gold-carved pillar to death.

Qi Lan didn't care much about how he reacted. In his opinion, Wang Mingda still knew the importance. In the future, he still needed Wang Mingda, and it was impossible to avoid him.

"Whether you like it or not, Rong Jue and I can't go on like this anymore." Qi Lan pointed out the window, outside no one knew when a fine snow had already fallen, falling to the ground and bouncing bit by bit Then, there was a slight cracking sound.

Wang Mingda's expression changed: "Why did winter come so early this year?"

Snow and graupel usually appear before the snow falls. Dingjing at this time of the year still has the residual temperature of autumn, but this year there is nothing.

The gray clouds outside covered most of the sun, and the wind blew through, making people chatter with cold.

"There is no time to procrastinate any longer, Mingda." Qi Lan said, "King Rong will enter Beijing soon."

Wang Mingda choked on Qi Lan, knowing what he meant——

Rong Xu is about to enter Beijing, Qi Lan must repair the relationship with Rong Jue, otherwise Rong Xu may reconsider Qi Lan because of Rong Jue's relationship.Although Qi Lan has successfully become the prince, there is no doubt that if Rong Xu is willing to express his support for Qi Lan, it will be more beneficial to Qi Lan.

So many people saw what happened in the Guozijian that day, and now there are many rumors.

Wang Mingda was very helpless, there was nothing he could do if Rong Jue didn't want to come out.

Qi Lan didn't care about this: "If I don't believe you, there is nothing you can do."

It was snowing even in Dingjing, and it must have been snowing in Mobei.It will be difficult to cross the Lingjiang River, and the trade between the north and south banks will be greatly reduced or even stopped. If the harvest in Mobei is good in previous years, I will not be afraid...

It's just that this year... everyone is having a hard time.

Can't delay any longer.

Wang Mingda thought for a long time, but he could only think of letting Li Hongbao pull Rong Jue out.

But Li Hongbao looked simple and honest, but he was also unambiguous inside.

Li Hongbao: "Obviously you wanted to invite Ah Jue yourself, why did you use my name?"

Wang Mingda: "..." If I can make an appointment with him, do I still need you?

Wang Mingda said whatever he wanted to say, but Li Hongbao just refused to agree. He must speak clearly and not talk nonsense.

"Just use your name to trick Rong Jue out, and it's nothing to do with you, why don't you agree, it's just a matter of one sentence!"

Wang Mingda held back his anger.

Li Hongbao shook his head: "No, Ah Jue has to beat me back."

Wang Mingda: "..." This little fat man is really not stupid.

Wang Mingda thought for a while, and began to be persuasive: "Since Rong Jue was reprimanded by His Highness the Crown Prince while riding a horse in the Imperial College, have you felt any changes?"

"...It seems not."

"There must be, think about it carefully," Wang Mingda lowered his voice, "For example, everyone's attitude towards you, the way they look at you..."

Li Hongbao and Rong Jue have been in and out together for so long, and after Rong Jue and Qi Lan had a rift, he still followed Rong Jue, and was ridiculed and ridiculed a lot.Many students in Guozijian are snobbish. Seeing that Qi Lan has been named the crown prince, they naturally get closer to him. Rong Jue and Qi Lan are at odds, so it is inevitable that they will say something bitter to Qi Lan.

Some malicious ones would take the opportunity to make things difficult for Li Hongbao. Rong Jue and the others dared not provoke Li Hongbao, Rong Jue's little follower.

Li Hongbao thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't think of it: "...It seems that there is no such thing."

"How could it not be possible?!" Wang Mingda was about to jump. He planned to wait for Li Hongbao to recall how he was made things difficult, and then tell him in detail. Those people are in trouble.

"Take it as if I can't see that Rong Jue hasn't been active these few days. If you don't tell him about being bullied, how could he know?"

"But really not." Li Hongbao was very aggrieved, "Is it my fault that those people failed before they even made a move?"

"..."

Wang Mingda wanted to vomit blood.

I almost forgot that Li Hongbao was a lone ranger before Rong Jue came, and he was insulated from all schemes and schemes.

===

Rong Wangfu.

Rong Jue sat upright, carefully opening the letter brought by Xiao Bai.

Rong Xu's letters have always been simple, and the iron-painted and silver-hooked words are strong enough to penetrate the back of the paper. After he briefly explained the situation in Mobei, he was told not to read them until he went to Dingjing.

Rong Jue frowned after reading, and opened another letter in the envelope. The words on it were elegant and flexible, elegant but not soft - these were Xie Liu's words.

Unlike Rong Xu's letter, Xie Liu's was very long, explaining to him the situation of the Huns in Mobei, and also summarized and analyzed the situation in Dingjing that he reported before.

"It's snowing in Mobei, and after the autumn harvest in several small passes, small groups of Xiongnu invaded and plundered one after another. Fortunately, the losses were not large. But from time to time, spies came to check outside the pass... The Huns are ready to move. If it snows in spring and winter It has not melted for a long time. If the spring rain cannot fall sooner, the Xiongnu will not be able to endure the famine, and there will be a big war!"

If the soldiers and horses are not moving, the grain and grass will go first.

The harvest in Mobei this year is only enough to survive the winter. If there is a war, the grain and grass stored in previous years will be enough for a period of time. The only worry is how long this war will last. Yu is likely to propose a plan to attack Daqi because of the transfer of conflicts. On the one hand, it can solve the food problem, and on the other hand, it can ease the internal disputes among the Xiongnu and consume a certain amount of population.

The more Rong Jue thought about it, the more worried he became. In this increasingly cold weather, his back was covered in cold sweat.

The Xiongnu had no food and grass, and at that time they would all rely on the soldiers to raise their own supplies. They plundered the people's food, grass and property to "grass the valley", and did not pay the army. The looted things would be their own.

If there is a war, no amount of food and grass will be enough, the more the better!

Rong Jue squeezed the letter and said nothing, Xiaobai sensed Rong Jue's emotion, murmured a few times in a low voice, and jumped a few steps over to rub his wrist.

"Xiaobai," Rong Jue stroked its feathers. It delivered the letters in such a hurry that it didn't take much rest along the way. "It's lost a lot of weight."

Xiaobai nodded, and looked at Rong Jue with a pair of small black eyes eagerly—for food.

Rong Jue chuckled lightly: "I'm afraid Mobei will go to war soon, you are so skinny, if you don't have anything to eat by then..."

Xiaobai seems to be motionless, but the wings on both sides are ready to take off at any time. His intuition tells him that his master will not say anything good.

--really.

Rong Jue sighed: "You have no meat, so you can't eat it as a reserve grain..."

"!!!" Xiaobai's eyes widened angrily, let out a long cry, flew low to Renrongjue's head and flapped his wings, wanting to hit him.

Xiaobai's fur exploded, but Rong Jue didn't get angry and didn't fight back. After Xiaobai finished venting and flew back to his shelf, he even fed it some new-style snacks.

"Silly son, how could I really eat you, Daddy?" Rong Jue peeled the fruit and fed it to Xiaobai's mouth, but he avoided it by twisting his neck with great backbone.

Rong Jue was still not annoyed, he put all the things into its food bowl, stroked his head, and said softly: "If there is any accident, I will still count on you."

There was no one in the room except Xiaobai and Rong Jue.

Rong Jue's voice was not loud, but after he said it, it seemed as if he had walked around the house a few times. The cold wind blew outside the house, leaving behind a few whimpers and inaudible sighs.

Xiao Bai shrank his neck, turned his head and looked at Rong Jue without blinking.

"Go find Hongbao, I have something to say to him." Rong Jue patted it on the head, "I promise you to go after eating."

===

"From sweet-scented osmanthus to plum blossom, it's a pity that His Royal Highness came a little late." Wang Mingda led the way ahead and led everyone into a plum grove.

Ding capital city has already started to drift light snow, falling little by little, melting at the fingertips.

Qi Lan and Rong Jue walked side by side behind Wang Mingda, and Li Hongbao followed behind with Xiao Bai in his arms.

On this road, only Wang Mingda opened his mouth to speak, and the silent Merlin was filled with his voice.Li Hongbao scratched his ears, feeling a little noisy, but seeing the two people in front of him kept silent, he felt that Wang Mingda was also desperate.

——He never stopped talking.

Li Hongbao: "Stop coming, when you called us back then, most of the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers withered."

Xiaobai nodded and cooed a few times in deep sympathy.

"..." Wang Mingda glared back at Li Hongbao, will you speak?

He coughed a few times, and started another way: "But it's not too late, cooking snow and making tea, accompanied by Mei Xiang, and it just so happens that it's not very cold today, just a little snow, it's still very artistic..."

artistic conception?

Rong Jue glanced at Qi Lan who was next to him. This time, he readily agreed to the invitation, but it seems that they were the ones who proposed first.

Wasn't Qi Lan instigated by Wang Mingda to do this?

He bit his lips and snorted imperceptibly, if Qi Lan didn't take the initiative, he would... just ignore him!

If the matter cannot be resolved today, he will guarantee with Wang Mingda's head that he will soon have no mood.

Qi Lan has been paying attention to Rong Jue's movements, seeing that he has been staring ahead without expression, looking like he has nothing to do, he feels a little worried.

It was okay if I didn’t know before, but now I know that everything I do is wrong.

He desperately hopes that the two can reconcile, but he is afraid that too much contact will make Rong Jue aware of his thoughts.

He can speak frankly and fearlessly in front of Wang Mingda, but he is afraid that Rong Jue will know this kind of hidden emotion that cannot be vented.

Along the way, he couldn't sit still, he had to measure every step carefully, he didn't dare to take a step faster than Rong Jue, and he didn't dare to slow him down.

The opportunity is rare and fleeting, he can no longer miss it.

This time, Wang Mingda was forced to do it, and Rong Jue agreed somehow.

Qi Lan took a deep breath: "Young Prince Rong..."

Rong Jue looked up at him, a little snow fell on his long and dense black eyelashes, he blinked uncomfortably.

"What did you call me?"

"... Rong Jue... no, Ah Jue..."

As soon as this title was called, Qi Lan felt a tinge of pleasure in his heart.Few people dare to call Rong Jue so directly.

Li Hongbao is careless, and he hits off with Rong Jue unexpectedly, and by chance, he called him by this name.

Rong Jue: "Except for Hong Bao, only my father dares to call me that."

Li Hongbao in the back hugged Xiaobai, and was about to cry out when he heard this, but was held down by Wang Mingda, who had sharp eyesight and quick hands.

Qi Lan paused and twitched her tongue: "After that... can I call you that?"

Rong Jue: "I don't know."

He lowered his head and stopped looking at Qi Lan. The cold wind blew past Mei Lin, bringing a burst of cool fragrance.The aroma rushed from the nasal cavity into the chest cavity, and the heart inside was blown by such a wind, and it also beat violently.

Rong Jue twisted his neck, he didn't wear much today, his collar was inlaid with a circle of white down, when he turned his head, the circle of white down was close to his skin, making his skin even whiter.

It fell into Qi Lan's eyes like this.

Qi Lan took a deep breath, his expression unchanged: "No matter what, you just want to come here."

Rong Jue hummed vaguely, unable to stand the atmosphere anymore, he took the lead in walking towards a pavilion not far away.The pavilion is surrounded by a lot of plum trees, the surroundings are open and airy, and the plums are fragrant. There are seats and tea tables in the pavilion, and a small stove is humming and smoking.

Still quite well prepared.

Rong Jue cast a sideways glance at Wang Mingda, knowing that he had worked hard today.

He made up his mind to make up with Qi Lan today, but that day when the Imperial College was tossing and venting his anger, he knew that he was reckless when he went back, although he would do it again, and Qi Lan had to do that at that time.

After all, he is a prince.

Rong Jue doesn't want to worry about this any more, the overall situation is still the most important thing at the moment, he is always worried about the matter mentioned in Xie Liu's letter.

Wang Mingda invited everyone to sit down, made tea himself, and introduced it loudly.It's just that none of the people present were interested in listening to him. Rong Jue took Xiaobai from Li Hongbao, his eyes seemed to be glued to him, and he didn't even look at anyone else.

Qi Lan gave Wang Mingda a wink, and Wang Mingda immediately understood after accepting it.Turning the teapot in his hand, he changed the direction: "Just drinking tea is boring, why don't we do something else?"

Xiaobai was at Rong Jue's place, and it was really boring for Li Hongbao to have nothing to do, so he became interested: "What are you doing?"

Wang Mingda said with a smile: "The ancients loved tea, used it to meet friends, talk about it, talk about current events, and comment on the world. How about we follow suit today?"

As soon as these words came out, Rong Jue stopped combing Xiao Bai's hair, and raised his head to look at Wang Mingda scorchingly: "What do you want to say?"

Sure enough, it touched the heart of Prince Rong.

Wang Mingda's smile remained unchanged: "Since the Crown Prince is interested, why not start with you, the Crown Prince is here today, so it can be regarded as listening to the opinions of all parties."

Rong Jue froze for a moment, he pretended to be something, otherwise he wouldn't be in a hurry to reconcile with Qi Lan.

It's just that he can't hold back his face, he is in a low position, the two sides have been cold for so many days, and if they want to get better all at once, he can only take the initiative.

He glanced at Qi Lan.Seeing Rong Jue, Qi Lan also looked over, met his eyes, put a cup of hot tea in his hand to his mouth and took a sip leisurely: "Your Majesty, I invite you first."

Pressing down his slightly trembling hands, warm tea ran down his throat, and suppressing the same trembling voice, Qi Lan's face was filled with composure, and thoughts in his mind had already drifted.

In the past, Rong Jue didn't care much about the situation in the south of Daqi. Apart from Rong Xu's entry into Beijing this time, what else has anything to do with the south?

was taken into the pit.

Rong Jue thought that Wang Mingda wanted to express some opinion, so he hastily answered the conversation, but Wang Mingda threw it back.

He paused, and finally said: "This year, the gods don't give face, everyone's harvest is not good, and the Huns are ready to move. Seeing that the battle in Mobei is inevitable, I want to know, if there is a war, how will you deal with yourself?"

Although these words were addressed to everyone, Rong Jue looked at Qi Lan without blinking.

Qi Lan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the situation in Mobei to have reached such a point.Unexpected, but also expected.

There is no way to avoid it.

He laughed lowly, and met Shang Rongjue's dark and deep eyes: "If we start a war, we will naturally do our best. This battle must be won!"

===

After returning from the plum garden, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Prince Rong and His Highness the Crown Prince were on good terms again.Although they are no longer as close as before, if something happens, their attitudes are the same.Especially recently, Rong Wang Rongxu is about to enter Beijing.

"Father's car has already left Yunzhou." Rong Jue received the letter and told Qi Lan immediately.

Qi Lan pinched his fingers and calculated: "Based on this calculation, King Rong should be able to come before the New Year."

before new year?

Rong Jue paused, Qi Bo was born on the first day of the Lunar New Year, only three months younger than Qi Lan, so he was one year younger than him in terms of age.Because he was born on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Emperor Tong Xi believed that he had great fortune. In previous years, his birthday was arranged in the palace, not to mention how grand it was, but at least it was Qi Lan's good.

And this year... Qi Lan's birthday.

At Qi Lan's birthday, they were arguing, and Qi Lan probably didn't have a good time, he is not a person who likes to engage in such forms, and they just got together for a few good wine and food to eat and drink.

"What's going on here?"

Seeing that Rong Jue ignored him again, Qi Lan couldn't help but frowned again. Since they reconciled, they really haven't been close before. On the one hand, Qi Lan was afraid of scaring Rong Jue, and on the other hand, it was Rong Jue's own. intuition.

Naturally sensitive, he can feel that Qi Lan sometimes has a terrifying aura.But he couldn't say what it was specifically, and in the end he could only attribute it to the aura of the king.

Rong Jue has never been devious in his speech, since the two reconciled, whenever Qi Lan asked him, he answered honestly: "Thinking that your birthday was not happy, I feel a little sorry."

If it was before, Qi Lan would definitely say a few words, birthdays come every year, it doesn't matter if there are one or two less, but now...

Qi Lan could hardly restrain the excitement in his heart, and moved closer to Rong Jue: "Then how will you compensate me?"

"What do you want?" Realizing that Qi Lan was getting too close, Rong Jue moved away uncomfortably, but was caught by Qi Lan instead.

"What are you doing so far away? You don't want to compensate me?"

Rong Jue retorted subconsciously: "No."

Rong Jue: "What do you want? As long as I can afford it, gold and silver jewelry, pearl agate, calligraphy and painting medicinal materials, rare animal fur, as long as I can give it, I will do it."

Qi Lan had a good time, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I don't need these, I don't care for them, and I don't lack them."

Rong Jue was in trouble: "Then what do you like?"

"The one I like?" Qi Lan thought for a while, "The one I like, it's not far away, it's not close. It's as close as you can get, but it's as far away as the moon and stars."

What the hell is that?

Rong Jue stared: "Your Highness, is it fun to play tricks on me?"

He was a little angry: "If you don't want a gift, just say so, and I... won't give it to you, and you don't have to try to refuse it."

Qi Lan: "..."

Rong Jue didn't want to talk to Qi Lan anymore.

Why didn't you think Qi Lan was so hypocritical before?

He even played crossword puzzles with him, what was going on, he could only understand what he said, didn't he know that he was the most impatient to do this?

It wasn't long after they reconciled, but Qi Lan put him in a difficult situation again.

Rong Jue said: "Let me tell you, whether you want the stars or the moon, I don't have any of them. I don't even know what you are talking about!"

Qi Lan: "..." For some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Rong Jue turned his head and saw Qi Lan's eyes were slightly bent, but the corners of his mouth were trying to flatten, obviously trying to hold back a smile.

"Is it that fun to tease me?"

Qi Lan didn't hide his smile this time, and laughed loudly: "It's not funny, but seeing you like this, I feel..."

"Huh?" Rong Jue raised his eyes.

Qi Lan fell silent, stopped talking, and just looked at him quietly.

Seeing him like this, Rong Jue suddenly felt guilty again, he coughed a few times to cover up his sudden awkwardness: "You said you didn't want it."

"I didn't say no."

"..." Rong Jue paused, "Okay then, assuming the thing you mentioned is there, I can't get it either."

Qi Lan's tone was affirmative: "You can do it."

Rong Jue was dumbfounded.

After Qi Lan finished speaking, she didn't want to say any more.He stood up: "If you haven't thought of it yet, just owe it for now, and don't forget it when I ask you for it one day."

Qi Lan is leaving.

Rong Jue bit his lip, rather unwilling, he hurried to catch up: "Of course I won't forget it, but if this thing is something I am embarrassed about, what should I do?"

Qi Lan stopped in her tracks: "I won't make things difficult for you."

===

The gift that Qi Lan mentioned, Rong Jue thought about it for a long time but still couldn't think of what it was.He didn't mention this to anyone, and subconsciously said nothing to anyone.

After this incident, Rong Jue felt that he and Qi Lan were much closer again.

Maybe after talking about something?

Rong Jue thought, if there is something that he wants the most, it would be on his mind.

Sometimes, he often saw Qi Lan looking at him with deep eyes as soon as he turned his head. He didn't feel any malice, but an unspeakable heat rushed from his toes to his cheeks.

The weather was getting colder, but he didn't feel the slightest chill.

Unspeakably warm and cozy.

It’s weird.

When he thought that no matter what, Qi Lan would watch him from behind, he had a kind of courage to go forward, even if it was cold rivers and snow mountains, even abysses and swamps, he could stride across it with great strides.

Such a change, as a sensible person, Wang Mingda also felt it.

He bared his teeth and stared at Qi Lan: "This is like boiling a frog in warm water, no wonder you said it would be possible."

He couldn't go on talking anymore, and he'd seen it through the years that Rong Jue didn't care much about those close to him.Having been together day and night for a long time, Rong Jue was already very familiar with Qi Lan, and he no longer resisted in his heart, and often did not avoid Qi Lan's petty tricks.

For this, Qi Lan was not very angry, he pinched the small teeth in the kit and smiled slightly.

In any case, the world will be his sooner or later, if he doesn't even have the courage, how can he sit in that position?