Chapter 1

The open study and various delicate and precious furnishings are well arranged. On the piano case, there is a famous piano that looks simple but luxurious. In the incense burner beside, it sends out fragrance. It is clear and light but not strong, but it makes people feel particularly good. On one side of the bed, there are still two books scattered, one of which is opened and buckled on the bed. The cover seems to be written with three words of qunfangpu.

If you look at the Duobao Pavilion again, it's really cool. Each item can be called a unique one. What's more, it's all exquisite. It's also valuable to say nothing less.

Behind the Duobao Pavilion, the most attractive is not the various rare books placed on the bookshelf, nor the famous calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, but the man who sits on the broad red sandalwood desk and writes something carefully. ——Huang Liuzi, Prince of Jin, Li Hongyuan.

The dark brocade is embroidered with dark patterns, but the neckline and cuffs are bold and unrestrained red, especially the purple and black patterns, which always make people feel strange and inexplicable, and they don't want to look at it more. However, that beautiful and extraordinary face is like the most perfect work that the best sculptor has spent countless efforts to carve. The cool eyebrows and eyes don't lose half of their characteristics, but the pair of uncanny eyes, because the dark and heavy eyes color seems to obviously show that he is gloomy and not close to each other.

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door.

"In." Listening to the sound of crispy hemp, I dare not make any ripples because of the cold and heartless inside.

A man in black came in quietly, kneeling on one knee and respectfully saying, "master, Miss Luo has arrived in the capital."

The hand that writes slowly seems to be fixed without any reaction in the ten rest time. However, the pen that just dipped in ink, with this pause, a drop of ink drops down on the paper, and then faints. The paper that was about to finish writing is now invalid.

Li Hongyuan put down the pen in his hand, raised it slowly, covered the heart, and his heart beat like a drum. This heart, which has been beating steadily all the time, won't be called faster or slower in the face of anyone and anything for several years, but every time he hears her news, he can't help accelerating, no longer controlled, he doesn't want to control, he doesn't want to control. In the rapid beating, there was also a wave of colic, and I couldn't help lowering my head, overflowing from my mouth like a pain like a happy crooning.

It's not a good feeling, but he enjoys it very much.

The kneeling man buried his head low, held his breath, hardly dared to breathe. He had not been with the master for two days. At this moment, there must be no sound, otherwise Think about the consequences. It's cold all over the body. It's just the voice of the master. I really want to die.

"Where is it?" Seems to have calmed down?

"I have about half an hour to go to Luofu."

"Spare the car."

"Yes." Gong Shouying arrives, gets up and retreats out. When he arrives at the door, he can't keep his cool and shows some embarrassment.

Duke mu, a close servant outside the door, took a look at the first dark guard around the Lord. With pity, the LORD would have real emotional fluctuation when it comes to the girl Luo, rather than pretending to deal with other people. In a reasonable way, the Lord is human and closer. However, in fact, the Lord is the most strange and terrible at this time, The most frightening.

The dark guard in black must be calm and face the dead man, "the master wants to use a carriage."

Grandpa Mu nodded and turned to prepare.

But on the other side, because all the masters and sons who stayed in Qi'an mansion of Guangyuan County went to Beijing together, they had a lot of things to go with. The carriage and cage were so smooth that they could not see from the beginning to the end, which attracted many pedestrians to stop and talk about one after another. They were curious about the families of the dignitaries.