Su Qing'an stood outside, the sun was coming up, it was very hot, her face had no expression, it was tolerant and gentle.

Ruosu felt that the man from General Dingbei's Mansion was so brave, and he didn't know whether he followed his master or what, and stood with Su Qing'an.

"General, someone came to visit, saying he is the emperor..." The guard went to the Bamboo Garden and reported in a quiet voice.

The man said: "No."

"Yes, I will go and reject Princess Zhaoyi right now."

The guard turned and walked out. There was silence for two seconds, and then a cold voice came through the screen. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Wait a minute——"

"General?" The guard was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Let her come over."

Half an hour later.

The guard who went to report the incident came back, and he made an invitation gesture to Su Qing'an, neither humble nor overbearing: "Princess, come with me."

Ruosu raised his eyebrows. Just now he refused, now he agrees?

Su Qing'an was not surprised. She nodded slightly and stepped into the threshold. Her white dress was like a sea of ​​clouds and flowers.

Ruosu followed closely, but the guard stretched out his hand to stop him.

Su Qingan narrowed her eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Princess, please forgive me, the general doesn't see outsiders, so you have to go in alone."

Ruosu was shocked.

How big is General Dingbei?

Su Qing'an turned around and took a look: "You wait here first."

"yes."

This General's Mansion was the place where the former God of War lived. Later, after his death, his family went north and was left uninhabited. Unexpectedly, Emperor Liang would order people to renovate it and prepare it for Cen Jinyuan.

It shows the degree of attention.

The General's Mansion is simple and majestic in every aspect. It is cold and cold with long corridors one after another. There are few servants and it has no popularity.

"Why don't you see the slave?"

"General Xi Jing, we don't need so many people in the mansion, so we sent them all away."

Su Qing'an took a look at it. The empty space on the side of the rockery was a bit awkward. Before she could ask, the guard understood and explained: "Originally, all the peach trees were planted there, but the general usually hates peach trees the most, so he ordered them all to be planted."

Cut it off."

"..."

Su Qingan, who loved peach blossoms most in her life, fell silent.

No matter what kind of hatred or resentment, not even a single peach tree was left in such a big mansion.

Su Qingan felt a little regretful.

"The general is here, princess, please come in." The guard led Su Qing'an to a bamboo loft and knocked on the door for her.

Su Qing'an pondered the temperament of General Dingbei in her mind, opened the door, and made a creaking sound. The entire main building was too quiet, and no one else was present.

The door is closed.

The sparse sunlight coming in from the window was dappled on the ground. The attic was still a bit dark, with simple furnishings and no smoke. It didn't look like someone was living there.

At this moment, Su Qing'an even thought about the scenario of General Dingbei trying to kill her and then dump her body, but she also felt that she had never met him before, so it would not be like this.

The snow-white Jiangnan embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, making a neither light nor heavy sound, the skirt moved lightly, and the bones were as cold as ice.

Su Qing'an lifted the dark blue curtain with her bare hands and saw a huge landscape painting screen in the room. It stood there, blocking the view from prying eyes.

The screen faintly reflected the outline of a slender figure, leaning on a soft couch, invisible, mysterious and oppressive, like a distant mountain or a deep sea.

"General Dingbei."

She spoke tentatively, her voice breaking the silence in the room, her tone always showing an easy-going and authoritative smile.

The person behind the screen paused for a moment, then said "hmm".

Su Qing'an's fingers that opened the curtain froze for a moment, and her nerves were in a daze for a moment, as if someone had gently shaken them, touching some very secret and ancient memories.

She came back to her senses and stood there, knowing enough not to go any further: "General... isn't it convenient to meet someone?"

"The injury has not healed yet, and it is inevitable that the illness will pass. Please forgive me, Princess."

The young man's voice came out from his throat like a straight line with no fluctuations. It was too deep and made people sober.

Su Qing'an stared at his exposed hands, clasped casually. The wrists were thin, with long and distinct joints. There were light blue tendons dormant under the skin on the back of the hands, and there was a shallow scar on the side of the wrist.

"General Bei sent two greeting invitations but refused to accept them, so he had to come to visit without authorization. I hope the general will not blame Zhao Yi for being reckless."

"Wei Chen dare not."

This voice was so familiar that it made Su Qing's heart tremble and her face sink like water.

She couldn't figure out his attitude, so she could only test him with vague words.

There should be nothing wrong with her behavior, and that's the other person's problem. She can say one sentence, but never two.

His temperament is silent and taciturn, like an eternal green mountain.

Su Qingan quickly came to a conclusion: "General Dingbei grew up in Kyoto? I have never heard of it before."

"no."

"So this is your first time in Kyoto? Jian'an is prosperous. If the general is interested, I have some time and would like to guide the general."

The sparse light shines in the dim attic, and you can see the fine dust floating in the air. The silhouette of the figure behind the screen is looming, difficult to get close to, and cannot be seen at all, and the mood and anger are unknown.

Those slender white fingers were slightly bent, and they tapped the table twice, and then they laughed coldly. The words were respectful, but the tone was without any respect.

It was as if the princess was no different from an ordinary soldier in his eyes.

"How dare you delay the princess's body of gold?"

I don't know if it was Su Qing'an's illusion, but I always felt that there was something else in that sentence.

Su Qing'an's eyes did not leave the shadow. She stood in front of the curtain, her white skirt was fluttering in the wind, and the mole on her right eye became more and more burning, and she remained calm.

"What the general said is not true. It is Zhaoyi's good fortune to be able to lead the heroes of Daliang to Jian'an."

This mouth can speak human language to people and ghosts to ghosts.

Rejected: "If there is nothing important, please come back."

"Cen——" Su Qing'an spoke slowly, paused for two or three seconds in the silence, and then uttered the last two words, "Jin Yuan."

She read the name: "The general's surname is rare and reminds me of an old friend."

The man was silent for a moment, indifferent, and the voice behind the curtain was cold and ethereal: "Will you still remember your old friend?"

"Yes, he has been gone for a long time, and I often think of him." Su Qingan moved slowly and slowly towards where he was, with every step she took, the hem of her skirt was like snow.

The general twirled the wine cup with his fingers, and then there was a slow high-five in the room, and he praised in a low voice: "The royal family is so hypocritical, but Princess Zhaoyi is - the purest and the most kind?!"

The next four words came out from the thin lips one word at a time.

The echo echoed in the distance.

"At the beginning, I was ashamed of him. I really failed to live up to what the general said."

The distance is getting closer and closer, the footsteps are quiet, but Su Qing'an's heartbeat is getting louder and tense for some reason. From the corner of his eye, he vaguely glances at the silhouette hidden in the dark, and there seems to be a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In a daze, behind him was the vast country and mountains, and beneath his feet were the bones.

Not angry but mighty.
Chapter completed!