moth light

, Rong Xuan looked at the white clouds in the sky, and suddenly became interested again.

"Shizi?" Zhu Qing, the guard who was following him, asked in a low voice.

"Accompany me to go out for a horse ride!" Rong Xuan was in high spirits, just after going out, he paused and asked, "Is Yan Xi feeling better?"

Zhu Qing replied: "The past few days have been fine, Prime Minister Wang is very happy." Rong Xuan was relieved and continued to think about going out.

He hasn't gone out to ride a horse since he met the blind man a few days ago.Do you think he is unlucky?But it's not like, it's like... I can't say it, it's like knowing each other.But he has never seen a blind man in his 18 years of life, so where does the sense of familiarity come from?Could it be that the blind man had used some sorcery to make him notice him?The more he thought about it, the annoyed he became.But Rong Xuan didn't intend to dismiss the game, and went to the stable as usual.

In the stable was Rong Xuan's beloved BMW, a red rabbit horse, which was just what he rode that day, besides, there was a dark cloud riding snow and a pure white horse.

Rong Xuan's hand reached for the reins of Wuyun Treading Snow, but his hand paused in the air before turning to Chitu Ma.He thought, it's better to rush the bad luck.

The red rabbit horse has a strong wild nature, Rong Xuan comforted him for a while, and then rode on it again.His guards also picked out an ordinary horse and followed behind him.

Let's choose a cleaner street, stroke the smooth fur of the red rabbit horse, Rong Xuan's mood is better again.After much deliberation, he chose South Street, which is one of the cleanest streets in the imperial city.

Sure enough, it was clean. Most of the shops around were open, but there were not many people there. Rong Xuan turned his head to look, but a figure inadvertently glanced out of the corner of his eyes.He immediately froze, and turned his head in disbelief—the blind man in black was grabbing the candied haws with one hand and walking out with his blind stick!

Unable to explain why, he immediately became angry, galloped over on the horse, grabbed the man by the shoulder before he had time to react, and asked viciously, "Why do you still appear in front of me!"

The blind man seemed to be stunned by him, he didn't respond for a while, and finally said after a long time: "I'm sorry, I dirty the young master's sight, I will leave immediately..." He slowly bent down while talking, and he was about to retreat.Rong Xuan felt as if his hand had an illusion, but he actually felt... that person was trembling.

"Who allowed you to go!" He subconsciously increased his strength to stop the man from walking.Only with hindsight did I realize what I said and did just now.After a moment of stagnation, his tone became vicious again: "Do you remember what I said, don't let me see you again?"

The man was silent for a while before saying, "I remember."

"Then, what should I do now that you have let me see you?" Rong Xuan's mouth curled up into a nasty smile, and before the man could answer, he answered, "Zhuqing! Tie him to the woodshed for me." !"

"Your Majesty, there is no woodshed in your mansion." Zhu Qing, who was leading the horse beside him, replied cautiously.

"Then lock him up in a place where no one is around!" Rong Xuan was irritable, why Zhu Qing couldn't understand him so much.

From the beginning to the end, Yun Xuan didn't say a word, until he was pushed into a courtyard alone.

"It's really... life is like a play." He sat cross-legged on the bed, savored it carefully, and smiled wryly.

Originally, he just wanted to buy candied haws on East Street, and then find a quieter place to leave the imperial city, but he didn't expect to meet Rong Xuan there.

Yun Xuan wandered in the world for thousands of years, and never regretted a single thing, but now, he regretted a little.

Maybe I should listen to Yan Ran and not come to Wangcheng.

It was around evening when Yun Xuan heard footsteps.

One person entered the yard, pushed open the door, and said to Yun Xuan who was sitting on the bed: "Are you on hunger strike?"

The voice contained malice and sarcasm, and it belonged to Rong Xuan.

"Actually, I have always wanted to know why you approach me." Rong Xuan walked over and sat on the bed.Before sitting down, he glanced at the bamboo mat on the bed with disgust and patted it, "Tsk, it's really dirty!"

"No reason." Yun Xuan finally replied.His voice was still clear, but it was much lower, "It's just that we met twice by chance, please let Xiao Shizi go down."

Rong Xuan snorted disapprovingly: "Don't do it? I want to see why you don't. My father is King Kang, so I naturally have a lot of things. Most people in the world want money, fame, power, and love. You don't want to. Is there an exception? Cai, my family has a lot, if you want, I will give you a few. Name, do you want? I can make you a bard. Quan, an official? Don’t even think about it , your eyes are blind, unless you cure it, you will never even think about being an official in this life. Qing, did you fall in love with, oh no, which lady did you fall in love with? Or... tsk, masculinity ?nausea!"

He left the place where he was sitting just now with a "swish" and patted the dirt on his body.After Pipipi finished speaking, his language was even more merciless: "I don't have that hobby! But if you really want to..."

His eyes shifted to Yun Xuan's face, and he scrutinized everything about him presumptuously: "I haven't done it yet. You give me an answer now, or you won't even think about leaving."

And forcing people to make decisions?Yun Xuan smiled wryly in his heart, this is too amazing.He said, "I have nothing to ask for."

"Nothing?" Rong Xuan stood up, sneered and called the guard outside the door, "Zhu Qing Zhu Yin, take him to the dungeon and beat him hard! Until he says what he wants!"

Rong Xuan felt that he was also on his nerves today, rushing to deliver things to others?But if I don't give it away, I feel that it will cause a bigger disaster, so I simply don't want to, and let's do it according to my temperament.

Zhuqing Zhuyin quietly entered, and then quietly exited.

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Cough... the number of words will probably be like this in the future, less than 1. Chapter [-] is my daily madness every time I write a novel... (Hide face)