It was Wang Mang who was talking.

"The emperor was already dissatisfied with the search for the mansion, the king of Rui, and now that the king of Zhi Rui has joined Mo Cunfeng and played the role of Tianxiang Pavilion, would he think that the king of Rui is still the pure eighth prince. It is ridiculous that the king of Rui I don't know it yet. His Highness has a long-term vision. He had predicted that Mo Cunfeng would surrender to the King of Rui. He has been paying attention to King Rui's movements. He has been guarding him since he stepped into Tianxiang Pavilion and bought drunk everyday.

He said that he did not see Shangguan Jinghao making a sound, but he saw Shangguan Jinghao's eyelids drooping slightly, staring lightly at the purse in his hand, as if he did not have the pleasure after success.

Wang Mang glanced at Cao Zhaonan, Cao Zhaonan was also slightly awe-inspiring, and said, "Your Highness?"

Shangguan Jinghao raised his eyes to look at Wang Mang, and said with a smile: "You Yushi, the others haven't seen any progress. You can only see what you are good at using your skills."

Wang Mang smiled back, "His Royal Highness is indeed far-sighted, and his actions are long before the King Rui. It is not a reckless flattery."

"That woman is good at piano and has scars on her face. She looks a bit like the leader, but Shangguan Jinghong loves the leader, so how can she still be fascinated by that woman, and eat and drink in the Tianxiang Pavilion every day, not wanting to cause her father. What is his love and pity?" Shangguan glanced over Cao Zhaonan's body in shock, "Mo Cunfeng, an old fox, understands that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and this place cannot accommodate him. On the contrary, he wanted to find Dashan elsewhere. Was King Rui the best choice at that time? This is not too hard to guess. I think he used the Lang family to catch up with Shangguan Jinghong, but it was a pity that Shangguan Jinghong lost his power soon. He is also very hard to get off."

"It was also accepted by General Cao of his six most powerful men." Wang Mang smiled lightly and looked at Cao Zhaonan.

Cao Zhaonan nodded, and the corner of Shangguan's mouth slowly floated with a sneer, "Dual identity, loneliness is also learned from the eighth brother."

"General Cao, Wang Mang, you guys can rest. Let him be pleased for a few more days. By the day when he is proclaimed to the court again, it is also time for the father to think carefully and make a decision to abolish it."

He talked about pushing up the chair, throwing his wallet on the table coldly, and leaving the study.

...

He kept walking along Fuzhong Road, walked into a courtyard, and stopped in front of a room.

The maidservants at the door were busy attending the ceremony, and a maid was about to enter the room to pass the message.

"The concubine has seen your Highness, how did your Highness get here?"

In the room, the woman was getting up from the dressing table, she seemed to hear the sound outside the door, and was about to welcome her out. There was still a hint of surprise on her beautiful face.

It was the crown prince who raised her eyebrows.

Shangguan curled his lips in shock, and said lightly: "I can't sit alone, for fear that the prince will forget who her husband is."

He raised his eyebrows and realized that he was embarrassed by her pleading for Shangguan in Tianxiang Pavilion.

Ever since she returned from the paddock, her feelings towards Shangguan Jinghong have become more and more weird. She always feels that the missing memory in Gu Zhong is related to Shangguan Jinghong. Later, after searching the house, she heard a secret that shouldn't be heard, and she understood that she fell in love with Shangguan Jinghong.

At the same time, she hated the leader more and more, how could she be treated like this by this promising man.

Her dissatisfaction with Shangguan Jinghao also reached its extreme. At this moment, when she heard Shangguan Jinghao say so, she suppressed the anger in her heart, only smiled and went forward, her lotus arm wrapped around the official frightened arm. , Your Majesty doesn’t mind. Tonight... Your concubine will go to bed and make apologize to your Highness.

Shangguan's shocked eyes slowly fell on the white tenderness of his arm, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his palm raised, and he slapped his eyebrows severely.

The eyebrows were beaten and fell to the ground, a salty fish gushing from between her teeth, she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, and said tremblingly: "Shangguan shocked, you hit me?"

"What about hitting you? I'm afraid of you being a lonely clan? From the outside, it seems that the father has got this marriage for the lonely family, and is paving the way for the lonely future?" Shangguan sneered, "Oh, do you think that the father" If you really think so, do you think Guzhen thinks this way? Marrying you is just lonely like destroying what Shangguan Jinghong likes. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Back then, it was Gu this good eighth brother who went to the Northland."

He curled his lips and smiled and slowly said, "Of course, Gu knows that you were not the one who saved him back then, but the leader."

On the ground, his eyebrows shook all over, as if he had been hit hard in the heart.

Back then, the young man in white clothes was the Shangguan Jinghong?

Yes, it was indeed not her who saved him, but they were together for a few months later, during that period, it was indeed her and him.

It was indeed she and him who made the oath of the mountain alliance...

*****

In the gloomy room, only the faint candlelight was jumping gently.

The wrists of both hands were firmly clasped, and the leader coldly looked at the man who looked at her coldly.

"Leader, please listen to me," Shangguan's shocked eyes darkened in the light and shadow, and he curled his lips with a smile, and a deep self-deprecation twisted past the corners of his mouth.

"Anything can be fake. But do you think sickness, alcohol, or injury can be fake? Even if I'm not there, I still drink at the Royal Palace. I let you go that day, I really let you go, I... …I never thought that you would come back. When I saw you come back, I knew what kind of trouble I would get, but I was just as happy as it was. Only fortunate."

"If I deliberately concealed it from you, I think I would commit such a crime. Did Jian tell you about Rongrui's man in Tianxiang Pavilion? It's just because I know you must be worried about the woman you never knew you didn't need to care about."

"Tell me, leader, you know me, you know me."

The leader's heart was in a disorder, staring blankly at the man in front of him, but her hands were tightly held by him. His darkened eyes were like deep holes burning with rays of light, as if about to emit fire, but slowly dimmed .

"Heh, don't believe me? That's right, I'm not the ninth brother, the proud and upright Xia Jiu, the Xia Jiu who can abandon everything that can graze sheep and horses, grow flowers and grass with you. The leader, why should we? You deceive yourself, and ask yourself whether you came back because... you pity me. But I made a cheap play, just as I didn't know."

The hand was thrown fiercely and fell on the bed. The warmth suddenly pulled away from her, the voice came cold from the air, and the sound of footsteps was several feet away.

"But no matter how difficult my situation is now, I will live like a dog like today, and I don't want your sympathy and charity! You barbaric girl!"

...

The room was primitive, but it was even more empty at this time.

Shangguan Jinghong left, not knowing where he went.

His words still lingered sharply in her ears.

The leader stretched out his hand to caress his eyes, full of sadness.

Yes, she has even promised in her heart that if he doesn't bear it, she will never bear it anyway, but she has to admit that in some parts of his words, they are true to each other's concerns.

It turned out that some of the scars are really hard to recover when covered with water, and it is hard to round the broken mirror.

Maybe, as long as he really loves her, she really doesn't have to care whether his calculations include her.

However, people are afraid of calculation, even in the name of love.

For calculated love, no one can guarantee what will happen in the future.

After Qin Ge, she actually didn't dare to trust anyone.

At this moment, the lights are weak, the darkness is like a tide, new scars and old scars rush to my heart.

I don't know how long it took, she closed her eyes, and quickly went down. She put on her shoes, raised the candlestick on the table, and walked out of the room.

She was suddenly afraid of being alone in such a quiet and unknown room.

Quiet stiff.

Or maybe I want to go out to find him, or I want to go for a walk.

She didn't know, but she quickly left the room.

Following the light of the lights, she walked out of the very long corridor. When she got to the hall, she subconsciously wanted to find the iron face he had just removed. It should be in this hall.

She walked to the door, turned around, and carefully reflected the candlelight.

Suddenly, he thought that he would definitely pick up the iron mask when he went out. She smiled lightly, and at this moment, Fang took a good look at the appearance of the hall of the house. But when Fang met her face, her whole body trembled suddenly, a coldness rose from the bottom of her heart, and the memory of the darkness eight years ago flashed across her mind for a moment.

...

Suddenly, the woman's sharp screams made Shangguan Jinghong almost spill everything in his hands. This place is remote and few people know it. He just folds to the farmhouse next door to ask for something and keeps staring at the situation here, and no one invades.

How is she inside? He shouldn't drop her. He gritted his teeth and was frightened. He had long been reluctant to say goodbye to the farmer's mother and the young man. Several leaps had returned to the house and opened the door.