Chapter 23: Night travel

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Chapter 23: Night Walk
When the palace feast came out, the left Canglang and Xu Lang walked side by side. Yang Lianting didn't walk too close to her, and she said nothing.
As she passed the Nonghua Palace, someone suddenly whispered, "Left girl?"
The left wolf turned back and saw a maid standing under the shadow of a tree swaying on the tiled path.
Zuo Canglang has a good memory, and at a glance he recognized it as the servant girl Jiangyue beside Jiang Bilan. She had previously sent a letter to Jiang Bilan at Murongyan House. Zuolanglang walked over and asked, "How are you in the palace?"
Eiyue hurriedly stuck a party Ropa to her and said, "Please ask Girl Zuo to transfer it to Her Royal Highness for my Miss!"
The words are off and hurried away.
Zuolanglang came over holding Luopa, Xu Lang was still waiting for her, and saw her look different, and said, "What's wrong? Little palace girl know you?"
Zuolanglang said vaguely: "I have seen her before, isn't she the maid of Master Jiang's family? How could she be in the palace?"
Xu Lang said: "The daughter of Jiang Xixiang was accused of being a concubine to the prince, and the queen mother and wife often called him into the palace to accompany him, and it was not surprising that Jiang's maid was in the palace.
The left blue wolf replied, after all, was the marriage between the two men still broken ...
After leaving the palace, Xu Lang and others went to Bing Cao, and the left wolf didn't stay for a while, and went directly to Murongyan House.
At that time, it was already the second heaven. There were fewer pedestrians on the street, but the lights on Qianyi Junfu were bright. As soon as the left wolf came to the door, someone came up to take the horse. Zuolanglang said, "Have your Highness rested?"
The subordinate reverently said: "Back to Shaojun, Your Highness has been waiting in the water."
The heart of the left wolf was slightly warm, and he stepped into the house and saw the same old scene. For a few months, it was as if there had been no difference.
She walked slowly between flowers and trees. The wind in November had become cold, but there seemed to be a fire in her heart. In the distance, the sound of the piano plucked flowers through the forest, and the left wolf walked on the beautiful piano sound. I saw someone sitting on the fence above the water pavilion and touching the piano near the water.
The evening breeze came at a discount, and he was wearing a shirt with wide sleeves, taking up the wind in the water moon flower forest.
The left wolf involuntarily held his breath and stopped under the water. At the end of the song, Murong Yan got up, stroked Zhu Lan with both hands, and asked, "When are you going to stand below?"
This left the wolf came back to God, quickly walked upstairs, and said politely, "Lord." Just leaned over, Mu Rongyan has pressed her hand gently: "No." At the touch of a point, it burned late autumn. Zuo Canglang slightly pursed his lips and finally said, "There are many people in Jinyang City, Yang Lianting is inconvenient to come, and I ask the Lord to forgive him."
Murong Yan smiled and said, "Sit down. I haven't seen you in some days. You have learned to answer like this."
The left wolf sat down opposite him, and somebody delivered the wine. The left wolf hurriedly got up and raised a pot to pour his wine. Murong Yan sat on her knees, her waist straight. He didn't move, so she looked at her so quietly. If there was any substance in his eyes, the left wolf could hardly hold the slightly cool jug.
"Thanks to the Lord for giving wine, my subordinates do it first." She looked up and drank the wine from the glass. The wine was so strong, it was like a fire in the throat. Murong Yan's gaze stayed on her for a moment, slightly curious, and she said, "I don't eat anyone, what are you nervous about?"
The left wolf was instantly crimson and shy, and the girl's skin was stained with rouge. Murong Yan also felt a little funny, took a sip of wine, and said, "Sixty years of drunkenness, can't stand you drinking like this."
Zuo Langlang was embarrassed and overwhelmed, but at this time the maid served a side dish. Murong Yan said, "Eat something first, and drinking on an empty stomach hurts you."
Zuo Canglang only relieved the embarrassment, and suddenly remembered something, saying, "When I was out of the palace, Maid Jiang's maid asked me to transfer this to the Lord."
Mu Rongyan took it, opened it, and folded it into his sleeve. At that moment, his gaze was like a cloud covering the moon, clear and convergent. Zuo Langlang knew Jiang Bilan's character, but he whispered, "Miss Jiang, is it about meeting the Lord in private?"
Murong Yan gave her a cup of Chinese wine and she said, "Well."
Zuolanglang asked, "When is the Lord ... going to the appointment?"
Murong Yan said, "When you apply tonight, sing downstairs."
Zuolanglang stunned, and finally said, "God ... will you go?"
Murong Yan said, "Go." Turning her head and saying, "Eat first."
Waiting until the time is almost up, Zuo Canglang followed him out of the house, and went straight to singing Jinglou.
The streets were empty, and Jinyang was like an empty city. Zuolanglang followed Mu Rongyan, and the fragrance on his body floated like a dream. There were only two people's footsteps in the ear, but the sound was also very low, like a heartbeat.
Although it was just an appointment with him to go to his beloved one, but the journey along the way is already the most fascinating one among thousands of beautiful dreams. Where the fragrance of osmanthus flutters, and what trees the wind passes, it shakes down a stream of nectar.
She didn't feel it. For a moment, the hazy night of late autumn melted her soul. Without passers-by, he was the only process.
The chanting tower was near. The left wolf stopped and Murong Yan didn't return his head, saying, "Come here."
Zuo Canglang froze, and asked for a long time: "Will he not disturb the Lord and Lady Jiang?"
Murong Yan said, "She won't come." Zuo Canglang was a little surprised, and asked, "But she obviously made an appointment with the Lord ..."
Mu Rongyan said: "Jiang Sanyi is a delicate person. Seeing that her marriage with the emperor has been set, this time must be extra careful. Laner ... It is impossible to come out."
Zuo Canglang was silent for a long time and asked: "Since the Lord knows that Girl Jiang will not come out, why should you wait here?"
Murong Yan looked up and looked at the same silent singing hall in the night, smiling: "She can't come, but I will wait."
Time passed little by little, the night was getting darker, and finally it became lighter. The wind dew touches the clothes, and he is still standing downstairs, and Su Jin's cloak is lifted by the wind, like the wings that are gradually stretching. Zuo Canglang said: "Master ... will wait for Girl Jiang." But gradually the sky will be bright and the sky is drizzling.
Murong Yan smiled and said suddenly: "There is an ancient Buddha upstairs in the chanting. It is said that it is very spiritual. Do you want to go in and see?"
Zuolanglang said, "Okay!" Whatever you say is good, as long as you can avoid the storm.
Mu Rongyan jumped into shape, stepped over the chanting building of the eaves bucket arch, entered the green smoke, and jumped into the second floor.
Zuolanglang followed him, only to find that he was good at this time. Murong Yan led her into the building, bypassing the mansion gods and arriving at the last Buddhist hall. The long bright lights flickered and flickered, reflecting the solemn and solemn Buddha image. Zuolanglang asked, "Is it him?"
Murong Yan said, "Well."
The left wolf walked in front of him and worshiped together. Looking back at Murong Yan, he was still standing at the door of the temple. She asked, "Can the Lord not come up to worship him?"
Murong Yan shook her head and Zuolanglang said, "Is the Lord not a believer in God?"
Murong Yan said, "I do n’t want what the Buddha wants. I do n’t want what the Buddha gives. Do n’t believe it.

However, the left wolf wore something on the ground, Mu Rongyan stood outside the hall all the time, and the rain sounded outside the window, the world was as quiet as the same picture.
Zuolanglang stood in front of the Buddha and stared at the ancient Buddha's eyes for a long time. The ancient Buddha still smiled, his eyes were low, gentle and compassionate. Murong Yan said, "Let's go, what is the promise, it takes so long?"
Zuolang didn't speak, but asked, "If the Lord makes a wish, what will the Lord's wish be?"
Murong Yan said, "I never make a wish." He has gone through the most difficult years in the deep palace. Those disdainful eyes boiled the heart into iron, the soul was soaked with venom, and since then he was strong and sober, forgetting to pray.
Zuo Canglang followed him out of the chanting building, and the rain was still there. Mu Rongyan said, "Wen Zhai won't stay in Jinyang for a long time. Please return to Bing Cao and wait for him."
Zuolanglang stopped and said, "Yes." She didn't expect to walk on rainy night, and she didn't dress much.
Murong Yan took off her cloak and put it on her. The left wolf froze, and Murong Yan leaned down slightly and tied her cloak. At that time, his face was right in front of her face, and his breath was soft and shivering. The left wolf grasped the plain horns, and forgot to refuse and thank him.
After leaving the chanting hall, it was only a short while before daybreak. Some people got up early and started a new day's work. Jinyang City, like a slack baby, slowly opened its eyes in the morning light. Zuolanglang passed Taiping Lane, lifted his breath to the wall, and sneaked into Deyitang.
Deyitang's guy didn't open the door so early, it was still quiet inside. She slipped into Yang Lianting's courtyard, but there were already guests in Yang Lianting's room-Leng Feiyan was drinking.
Seeing her over, Yang Lianting and Leng Feiyan were not surprised, and even her cup was prepared on the table.
Leng Feiyan said: "I said that you, a person who has a strong interest in lightness, must have a limit? Let us wait here for you in the middle of the night!"
Zuo Canglang smiled bitterly: "My fault, I punished myself by three cups." After picking up the cup, Leng Feiyan and Yang Lianting raised their glasses together and touched her. With a glass of wine in his throat, Leng Feiyan said, "When you come back from the Northwest this time, in the face of your two best friends, what is the expression?"
Zuo Canglang was a little embarrassed: "It really isn't there. You're too rushed back, don't believe you ask Yang Lianting, Dajicheng has nothing but the dead!"
Yang Lianting was accustomed to being nonchalant and not talking. Leng Feiyan stood up, found two golden hidden devices from the waist and handed them to Zuo Langlang and Yang Lianting, and his mouth was not forgiving. use!"
Zuolanglang smiled and took the hidden weapon from her, and found that it was made of pure gold and shaped like a flying swallow, and could not help asking: "What is this?"
Leng Feiyan said: "The tokens of the swallow's nest are well packed, and you can go to the sub-helm for help if necessary."
Zuo Canglang nodded and said, "This gift is precious." Leng Fei Yan Lengheng said, "I set up a Yanlou, soliciting a group of desperate people who are desperate for money. But the price is too high. Do n’t forget to take care of me.

Zuolanglang couldn't smile, but he still said, "I think, swords have double-edged swords. Although these people are easy to use, they shouldn't make too much friendship."
Leng Feiyan said, "I have something in my heart. Hey, what are you doing for a night with the Lord?"
Endless words, Zuo Canglang knew nothing about her, and immediately said: "Shut up!"
Yang Lianting was expressionless, with the expression "I have never heard of the person in front of me". Leng Feiyan grabbed the left wolf's hand and smiled, "Hey, speaking, Wen Zhai and Master, which one is better?"
Zuo Canglang casually said: "Wen Shuai is better at leading troops, and martial arts are not outstanding ... Although the master is less than revealing his skills, but ..." When he looked up, he saw Leng Fei's bad smile, and his ears were red, Kicked in the past: "I'm tearing your lips out of cold!"
Leng Feiyan smiled and rolled away: "I just asked. After you finished eating, I asked if my taste was good, and I was going to be beaten? What is the truth of heaven? What is the truth of heaven!" You're messing with me again, I'm calling! "
Yang Lianting was so down, I didn't bother to care about them, and soon I heard Leng Feiyan making a noise: "Damn, you dare to tear my mouth! Ah-shit! I tear my little cherry mouth, you have to use your blood basin Is it a big loss? "
The two rolled into a ball, and when the left wolf was about to hit the edge of the bed, Yang Lianting reached out and covered it, thinking it was a barrier.
Woman, oh, woman ...