When Jiang Luoyu's confused voice rang out, the hand around his waist suddenly loosened. He noticed mu Ronghao's abnormality, and immediately raised his head. His eyes touched muronghao's look at the moment, and then followed his eyes to the place where the sound of xuannao gradually disappeared, but he was stunned.
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The road ahead was blocked by the source of the xuannao, and the carriage stopped gradually. Jiang Luoyu stood up and lifted the curtain in front of muronghao. Her eyes were fixed on a man who was surrounded by many people. She was dressed in an old and white dark blue cloth, and his hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. His face was hard to hide from the vicissitudes of life People on the bank.
He has seen the portraits of murongmin. The handsome facial features of such an amazing man are incomparably exquisite. However, the biggest difference between muronghao and him is that the sharp and axe like handsome outline. When murongmin smiles, the beauty is almost like a demon, while when muronghao smiles, he is as breath holding as a God.
At the moment of seeing the man in cloth, he understood everything almost in an instant.
Jiang Luoyu lowered her head, took a deep breath, and looked at the man with a frozen face. She tried her best to slow down her tone, raised her hand to hold his long, cold finger, and whispered, "Zhaomin Zhao Min
I don't know how long later, the person who has been staring at the outside world finally takes back his eyes. According to the color of his eyes, he looks at the people by the side of his body. A smile line appears on his lips, but his expression is still in a trance What's the matter? "
Jiang Luoyu definitely looked at him and sat beside him with a smile. He watched the man in blue who was nearly trodden under the horse's hooves outside the curtain of the carriage. He was rescued by the man in blue. The girl's mother knelt down to thank the people around for their comments, which caused the noise.
Between wrong eyes, but just saw that the man in blue refused the invitation of the little girl's mother and rode on his horse alone to leave.
After watching for a while, he turned his head and looked at muronghao, whose eyes became more complicated, but refused to look out. He lowered his voice and asked, "do you know the man who saved the little girl just now?"
Unexpectedly, this time, just as Jiang Luoyu's words were spoken, Murong Hao did not see any hesitation and silence. His face suddenly became indifferent and shook his head: "I don't know."
Hearing that he didn't know him, Jiang Luoyu still smiles and doesn't ask any more questions. She just moves her body and looks at the man in cloth saying goodbye to the people. She slowly sits on his horse and walks towards the direction of the carriage. After a while, the sound of horse's hooves comes close to the carriage and prepares to cross the carriage and walk towards the inner city.
At this moment, Murong Hao, sitting on his side, suddenly turned around and faced the carved window with the curtain open. Under Jiang Luoyu's surprised eyes, he looked at the horse riding over the side of the carriage. However, when he saw muronghao's face, he was stunned. Even the cloth clothes that the horse's rein slipped from his hands Man, showing a bit with a bit of irony and cruel smile.
It was the first time Jiang Luoyu saw that smile, which seemed to include pain, despair and deep hatred, on his face.
Aware of what was hidden in the smile, Jiang Luoyu's eyes changed slightly. When she decided to put down the curtain of the carriage, she reached out and clenched the man's hand. Just as she was about to open her mouth for the carriage to leave, she felt that the man had grasped her hand, and her voice was freezing cold.
"But I know that he is a member of the Xiao family in Ruyang."
"The Xiao family of Ruyang?" As soon as Murong Hao opened his mouth, Jiang Luoyu was shocked. He thought of Murong min's identity and the age of the man in cloth. For a moment, he felt frightened, but he still lowered his voice and asked, "at that age Is it Xiao Yun, the protector of the state, or Xiao Yu, the general of zuowweiwei? "
Murong Hao closed his eyes and did it without hesitation. Knowing what he had guessed, he stopped saying what he did not know: "Xiao Yun."
Jiang Luoyu's heart was tight, and the terrible guess at the bottom of her heart gave out a green bud in an instant. She clenched the finger that was not hot at all. Her words were somewhat difficult.
"It turned out to be Xiao Yun, the Duke of the state protector. I met him for the first time. It is said that when he was young, he was victorious in many battles. As a prince of the aristocratic family, he often liked to help the common people, and he was not as dandy as his disciples of the aristocratic family. As long as he ascended to a higher level and responded by tens of thousands of troops, his martial arts skills were incomparable. He was once called the God of the Golden Army. But later, he suddenly quit I left my official post and lived in seclusion. Since then, I have neglected political affairs. I think I have Twenty years. "
Twenty years ago Isn't it the year that murongmin gave birth to muronghao?
"Zhao Min?"
"I'm fine." The carriage moved forward again. When it was bumpy, the curtain of the carriage turned over. The figure of the man in cloth riding on the horse was faintly visible. The man in dark red robe was left smiling at the people in front of him. However, the smile could not penetrate into his eyes. "Are you so smart, can't you hide everything from you?"
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it." Jiang Luoyu blinked his eyes, suddenly raised his hand and hugged him. He murmured in a low voice, "if you don't want me to know, I won't think about anything, and I won't know anything."The carriage was moving on the road of bluestone, and soon left the gate of the imperial capital and headed for the mountain undulation in the distance. It was about an hour's journey. It was already at noon that the carriage stopped. The driver in front of the carriage lowered his voice and reported.
"Young master, you have arrived at the old house."
As soon as the place arrived, the sleeping star, sitting in front of the carriage, jumped down and got the stool for Murong Hao, who had just come down. Then he watched Murong Hao help Jiang Luoyu down. Then he turned to knock on the door. After a while, he saw the three character plaque of Murong family hanging on it. With great momentum, he could not see the old house at the end of the wall. He opened the door to welcome them and several soldiers.
Just entering the old house, Jiang Luoyu looked around for a moment. Under the leadership of Murong Hao, Jiang Luoyu said in a low voice: "what a big mansion. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is a little far away from the imperial capital. Otherwise, the Murong family would not move to the inner city."
When they were talking, they were about to go up the steps. Murong Hao heard the words and said, "be careful of your feet."
After watching Jiang Luoyu walk up the cobblestone path, Murong Hao clenched his hand more and more. When he spoke to the people beside him, his voice was low, as if he was afraid of waking up. "When you go to see my grandmother later, if you have anything you want, you can tell your grandmother that she is a good talker."
"I'm afraid it's for you, maybe not for me." Jiang Luoyu shook his head with a smile, some of which did not agree. Her tone was a little unclear. She said, "the old man has always been biased. What's more, you are now her direct eldest grandson. Naturally, you love your house and love your dog."
"Don't worry." Beyond the corridor and corridor in front of her, she passed a garden full of colorful flowers. Jiang Luoyu could see a figure in the distance. When shaking, muronghao's voice sounded more gentle than usual, "grandmother will love you too."
They smile at each other, release their fingers, and step up to get into the door.
As soon as they entered the room, they had been sitting on the main seat of the house. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time to meet them. Jiang Luoyu and muronghao stopped and bowed down.
Not long after they crossed the threshold, before they could see the people sitting in the room, a voice with a smile and a slight upward movement sounded in their ears: "is this the sweetheart Hao'er wants to marry? Let Grandma have a look
Murong Hao looked at the people beside him and lowered his head. He did not see that the man on the throne had already stood up. When he walked towards him, he did not ask for a reminder. He just lowered his body and saluted, "Hao, I have seen my grandmother. Please give my grandmother my respects."
As soon as Jiang Luoyu lowered her head, before she finished speaking, she felt that her hand was grasped by the other hand. However, she did not stop to finish her speech. Then she looked up and looked up: "Jingyu has met her grandmother. Please give me my grandmother's regards."
With a close look, holding her finger is an old woman who is young, elegant and elegant, but looks very hale and hearty. She is carried by a small apricot yellow hat and a purple lantern skirt. Her face is gorgeous and she is supported by a dignified servant girl. She raises her hand and supports him. After looking up and down, she shows a satisfied smile.
"What a beautiful and talented child, Hao'er, you really have a good eye."
Jiang Luoyu quickly looked at the people in front of him, and knew that this was muronghao's grandmother. The mother of Murong's family, Miao's holy daughter, her smile was even more relaxed: "Jingyu is ashamed. Her grandmother flattered her."
Murong Hao had stepped forward a few steps and was talking to the old Prime Minister of Murong, who was still sitting on the throne with a smile on his face. When he heard the speech, he turned around and said with a smile, "grandmother is right. That's exactly what he said."