live up to the golden years

The red hall, the red carpet, and the red curtain, behind the desk sit him in white, with his long hair cascading down.He was so focused that time seemed to stand still.

The paper on the table was blown up wantonly, blown up by the cold wind, twirled a few times in the quiet cold night, and fell lightly.

"Lang Jun seems to have something on his mind tonight?" I don't know when there is an extra person behind him.

In the originally quiet room, at this moment, there was a icy breath.There was a little displeasure in the dark and sharp eyes.

"You have been a follower for many years, so you should know what to ask and what not to ask?" The white-clothed monarch who was claimed to be the lord stood up, with a strong sense of deterrence all over his body.

"But as a follower, I have never seen Mr. Lang actually have a problem with his son and daughter. You know she can't..."

"Is this your first day at Milin Pavilion?" The monarch in white raised his eyes slightly, his expression was cold and handsome, and his sharp and deep gaze gave people a strong sense of oppression in the middle of the night!It's like Shura hell.

"I'm going out first!" The attendant respectfully said: "Your Majesty has something to order!" After saying that, he left.

"Boom-"

"Ouch!" As soon as the door opened, a figure almost fell down.

It was a little girl, she looked like a little maid in the pavilion, she covered her head and glared angrily at the person who came out, saying loudly: "What are you doing?!".

"What are you doing? Should I ask you this question?" The person who spoke was obviously displeased, and he pulled the little girl away. "Still eavesdropping! If you still want to live, leave as soon as possible. Is this a place you can come to? Especially now!"

"Xu Yu, let me go! Let go! I just want to ask Mr. Lang to allow me to see the lady. How can you survive in that cold, ruthless and deceitful prince's mansion alone!"

"That's not your business!" Xu Yu said angrily, "Who do you think you are? Can you guarantee her a lifetime of worry-free life if you go there?"

"From what you mean, Miss is really in danger?" The little maid began to worry, "Mr. I see that you have everything for Miss..."

"I wish her luck!" The little maid was interrupted by Xu Yu before finishing her sentence, and she dragged her away.

"Let go of me! You indifferent, stinky men with no conscience!" The little maid's angry voice resounded throughout the night.

——Three Kings Mansion——

"My lord!"

"What happened to the matter that the king asked you to investigate?"

"My lord! The humble position has been found out, and the concubine does have an older brother! Today is the son who came to celebrate the lord's wedding!"

"It's just..." Lin Bao's guard governor's tone was a little slow.

"It's just that he's not a real brother!" The third prince, Rong Mu, was sitting in the middle of the Wenshu Pavilion. He still hadn't changed out of his wedding clothes. He was playing with a finely carved white jade cup, and said with a slight smile: "I'm not wrong, am I! Zhang Ting!"

"Prince Lin! You know everything?" The governor of the bodyguard, known as Zhang Ting, nodded slightly and said in a low voice.

"This king asked you to find out his life experience, so you will bring back these words for this king? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the relationship between them is very close!" Rong Mu raised his eyebrows and held Bai Yu The cup was placed on the table, and it fell steadily and impartially, but Zhang Ting was a little flustered.

"My lord, calm down!" Zhang Ting quickly nodded his head and said solemnly: "The humble position is still being searched. His name is Mu Ziqing, who lives in the Milin Pavilion. He is a famous and prestigious monarch of the Milin Pavilion in the rivers and lakes. Martial arts can rule the elite soldiers, and civil and military officials Surrender! People in the martial arts, all submit to him, one command, utterly terrified!"

"Xiudi—" Rong Mu stood up, seemingly in deep thought.

"So it was him?!"

"Mu Ziqing!!"

Then there was a deep meaning in his eyes: "He is giving this king a warning!"

"Warning?!" Zhang Ting didn't understand, "Why did the prince say that?"

Rong Mu was overjoyed, and patted Zhang Ting on the shoulder, "Zhang Ting, with your ability, do you think you can find out Mu Ziqing's identity?"

"But haven't I already found out?" Zhang Ting still didn't know, his eyes were full of confusion.

Rong Mu smiled without saying a word. "The king is going to rest! You go out!"

"Yes!" Zhang Ting said in a respectful voice, and after finishing speaking, he was about to retreat, but when he moved to the door, he turned back and said in surprise, "What does the lord mean, Mu Ziqing deliberately asked me to find out his identity?! "

The third prince said nothing, Zhang Ting retreated resentfully.

"Ajin, have you rested yet?" Outside the door, the Third Prince said in a gentle voice.

After a while, there was no sound from inside.

The shadow of the red candle moved slightly, making the words "Hi" on the sandalwood door very conspicuous.The third prince has a clear heart, and the beauty in the room is still awake, so he has no intention of revealing it.

"Come here!" The third prince yelled lightly, and several girls dressed as maidservants came forward and said, "Servants are here!"

"Take good care of the princess!"

"Yes, my lord!"

After giving the order, the third prince walked towards the Wenshu Pavilion, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The Monarch of Milin Pavilion!Mu Ziqing!I've heard about this person a long time ago, but I've never seen his real body!Now the Three Kings Mansion is popping up!Identity is not as simple as the monarch of Milin Pavilion!

Ah Jin, you can only belong to this king!No one can take you away from this king!Including him!Mu Ziqing!

"Come here!" After a while, a soft voice came from the wedding room.

"What orders does the princess have!" The maids heard the sound and hurriedly said respectfully. They were all cautious about this new master, for fear that if they did not do well, they would be charged with crimes.

Si Jin smiled lightly: "I'm new to the palace, I feel very unwell, and I can't sleep now, can you pass me a paper and ink?"

"Does the princess have something on her mind? I think the prince treats the princess very much. Why doesn't the princess talk to the prince directly?!" One of the maids seemed to be older, and her reading was quite deep, she said softly Respectfully said to Sijin.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Sijin's eyes, and then she smiled slightly: "It's late at night, and the prince is busy with government affairs in the court during the day, so don't bother him."

"Then I'll get you a pen and ink." The servant girl seemed to want to say something, but finally she listened to Hou's order and withdrew.

A light and sad smile seemed so peaceful.And who knows the bitterness in it?

Looking up at the floating world and sinking flowers, one heart for one lifetime has already fallen with the breeze!

Maybe one day, when I think about it again, I can't find the face that once looked back and smiled.