Phoenix and Dragon

On the second day, the snow in the capital was clear, and under the red and soft sky, it made people forget the cold.

Li Mingyuan woke up very early today, and when he walked heroically to the corridor to order the steward to prepare the horse, he actually startled the steward. When he heard that he was going out, the steward seemed to have heard something strange, but looked at him suspiciously. Seeing his serious face, he didn't dare to ask a word.

These four or nine cities are neither big nor small. There are several streets in front, back, left, and right, and it will take some time to walk on two legs.

Most of the families of high-ranking officials and dignitaries are one in front and one in back. Compared with their neighbors, most of them are either relatives or colleagues.

The coachman parked the carriage at the Marquis of Chang'an, and he didn't dare to lift the curtain, fearing that the air would blow to Li Mingyuan, Prince Su's son inside, so he only dared to respectfully raise his voice outside, "My son, we're here."

Li Mingyuan got out of the car and stood outside the Marquis of Chang'an, feeling as if he had passed away.

Princess Pingyang's mansion and Marquis of Chang'an's mansion were originally adjacent to each other. There were many royal rules, and the princess who married off and stayed in the capital still had to open the mansion alone. Li Mingyuan thought this rule was inhumane and ruined the couple for nothing. How many years of love.

Young couples come to accompany them all the time, but such plain and simple words are rarely seen in the capital.

Most people don't share youth and youth, nor do they share Mu Xuebaihead.

Just sitting mediocrely and watching the years pass by between the fingers. The moon in the water, the shadow under the lamp, the sand between the fingers, and the flowers in the mirror are all things that cannot be kept in the world.

There are actually many anecdotes about his aunt, but no one mentions them after many years.

I still remember the legend that the Empress Dowager decided to choose a son-in-law for the princess, and there was a sensation all over the capital. Fortunately, the palace is still heavily guarded, otherwise the palace gate studded with ninety-nine and eighty-one pure copper nails would have been smoothed out by suitors.

Contrary to the pessimistic view of "marry a wife and a princess, let the government do nothing", today's dignitaries are obviously more pragmatic.

The Jin Dynasty lasted for a hundred years, and the people who married and hired each other were all these noble families. Since every family is similar, marrying a royal princess back, not to mention getting closer, is even more icing on the cake for the family's official career.

What's more, this princess is already famous all over the world, with both talent and virtue, and both sex and art.

The emperor did not have a biological sister, and Princess Pingyang was a genuine golden branch and jade leaf, and she held an iron certificate of the alchemy book in her hand. Marrying this home was equivalent to marrying a brilliant future.

The noble sons were counted one by one, but Princess Pingyang didn't like any of the sons who offered to ask for marriage.

This selection has chosen a good story.

In the past, when the princess got married, the red makeup moved the capital.

Today, the bright vermilion band is gone, and the two separate deep houses have been merged into one, silently burying the legend of the vigorous wind, flowers, snow and moon in the years.

Li Mingyuan got out of the car and walked into the current Chang'an Hou Mansion without saying a word.

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In the light of dawn, the mansion that has been unoccupied for a long time looks a bit empty and quiet, but it is not overgrown with weeds.

After all, Prince Su is a general, and if he can be elegant, he can become vulgar. Therefore, under his indulgence, Prince Su's mansion has embarked on a path of no return. It was a bit better than his Prince Su's mansion, and the subtleties showed the owner's elegant taste, presumably someone had cleaned it up deliberately.

Li Mingyuan walked through the front yard step by step on the unswept thick snow, and finally someone greeted him.

The old people in the Marquis of Chang'an were gone long ago. Xiao Yu was afraid that Qin Feng would attract random people who didn't know their background, so he specially sent a few capable servants from the Duke of Song's mansion to order him. After staying in the public house for many years, when he saw Li Mingyuan, he naturally recognized him, so he hurriedly welcomed him to meet Qin Feng.

There is a garden behind the corridor of the Hou Mansion, and a gazebo behind the rockery. Li Mingyuan stepped on the creaking snow and walked along the gravel road all the way to the front, only to see Qin Feng in the gazebo.

The capital city was very cold after the snow, but he was wearing a spring shirt with only a fox fur cloak on his back. When he heard that he was coming, he smiled and looked back, his brows were picturesque.

Li Mingyuan could never stand his smile, and was worried, wondering if he should blame him for wearing less clothes, or catch up with him, the awkwardness and embarrassment that he had avoided seeing for a long time earlier were put behind by these two.

Qin Feng smiled and beckoned him to sit down.

He couldn't drink alcohol when he was sick, and he didn't care about it, but the waiters didn't dare to be careless, because they served him two cups of hot tea.

Qin Feng gave Li Mingyuan a cup, and Tao Hua's eyes were lazy and casual, and he smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

The fact that he was sick is indeed true. Looking at him from such a close distance, his pale and sickly background can't be concealed at all. It is clearly different from the previous appearance of teasing and teasing people. Noticing Li Mingyuan's eyes, he lightly She took a sip of tea with a smile, and opened her mouth first: "My son came early, is there something wrong?"

Li Mingyuan took a sip of tea smoothly, and smiled stiffly: "I heard that you are sick, so I came to see you."

Qin Feng smiled when he heard the words, stretched out his hands to close the cloak that had slipped down, his complexion was a little faded, and there was still an indifferent smile in Taohua's eyes: "Please think about it, Jing Yi came to see it half a month ago, but it's only recently At the end of the year, Lan Cai wanted to go back, so they left together. I'm fine, I'm fine."

He spoke casually without any discomfort, which made Li Mingyuan feel that he was out of place, so he lowered his head and took another sip of his tea.

The two were relatively silent.

Qin Feng looked at the hot tea in the cold winter with curled eyes, smiled, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to stroke his neck.

There is a knife wound there, which has healed, but the scar has not faded, and there is still a tender red trace.

His hand was heavy, and the healed wound felt a dull pain. His face remained unchanged, and he still smiled like a spring breeze in March: "I haven't had time to thank my son... for the fulfillment of righteousness and family severance."

Unexpectedly, what he said was so direct, but Li Mingyuan was taken aback, and after a while he was speechless before recovering: "Since when did you know?"

The question was vague, but the meaning was enough for both of them to tacitly understand each other.

He clearly knew that Qin Feng approached Mr. Zhang Ge from the beginning because he already knew about his background, but Li Mingyuan didn't know why, but he still wanted to ask this question.

This question was not so easy, and Li Mingyuan didn't make it until Zhang Gelao's forces that had been deployed in the court for many years were uprooted.

If he didn't know that he was sick, if he didn't have to go to the northwest immediately, he didn't know how long he wanted to delay.

It is actually not easy to waste time day after day, especially when one's heart is repeatedly disturbed by a question at the same time, it becomes so difficult to kill time all day long, and it is hard to live like a year.

In fact, he already knew the answer, but he just wanted to find out another meaning from the answer.

Qin Feng's smile was a bit weak, and the lazy breath in Tao Hua's eyes became more and more beautiful, but his eyes were always bright, and he couldn't see through at first glance. His voice was so soft that it was a bit tender: "When I was young, I was in the Shanhe Club. , grew up in the rivers and lakes, and was never far from them."

Which is to say, he knew from a long time ago, long before they met again.

Li Mingyuan finally fell silent. After a long while, he raised his head and looked straight into his pair of peach blossom eyes: "I will go to the border gate in a few days."

Qin Feng paused for a while expressionlessly before nodding, and smiled lightly, as if he knew it a long time ago: "The border is not peaceful, the son of the world should bring more manpower, say hello to uncle for me, and wish him every battle... day?"

Li Mingyuan looked at him and said, "Tomorrow."

Qin Feng turned his back to Chen Guang, smiled and stretched out his hands to bow: "Take care."

All the words have been said, and all the rituals have been exhausted.

Li Mingyuan drank the cooled hot tea in one gulp, got up and took a few steps, then stopped suddenly.

Qin Feng looked at him with a smile, but saw him turn around suddenly, snatched him back in two or three steps, and pulled him up from the chair with one hand.

The faces of the two were very close, and they saw the light and shadow of a small human figure in each other's eyes.

Li Mingyuan's scorching breath passed close to Qin Feng's side face, and he asked, "What did you mean then?"

What passed by the ears was the sound of each other's breathing.

A hand climbed onto Li Mingyuan's side shoulder, Qin Feng's brows were half-curved, and the smile in Taohua's eyes was light.

What kind of cold touch brushed against Li Mingyuan's earlobe, which was already stiff in the cold weather, and the next moment, Qin Feng's voice came to mind: "Are you asking this?"

The stiff touch instantly spread from that tiny point of contact to the whole body.

Li Mingyuan didn't know whether he turned his head nervously or excitedly, but what he saw was a pair of tired but solemn eyes, looking at a plain white snow scene, a bit cold for no reason.

This cooling seems to be cold to the heart.

Li Mingyuan was startled suddenly, pushed him away, and completely held his confused breath.

"What do you think it means?" Qin Feng refused to let him go, "Master, what do you think I should mean?"

Qin Feng's two words have made Li Mingyuan want to run away.

And in fact, he did.

"I don't need to know." He said, "I will pass on your greetings, and you can do what you need to do in Beijing, and you don't need to inform me... Take care of your injuries, and we will talk about the rest when we return to Beijing."

Qin Feng nodded indifferently: "Remember, I said what was my best play?"

Li Mingyuan was startled, as if he didn't understand, and just about to speak, Qin Feng had already turned his back.

"Let's talk about it in the future, Master." He seemed to be still smiling, his tone was mellow and roundabout, but his words were actually chasing guests, "It's easy to go, don't see you off."