Lu Li and the butler sent all their colleagues out of the mansion together.

In winter, the hunting wind is gushing like a cold and bloodthirsty knife, cut on a person's face.

The officials subconsciously pulled a little open.

Lu Li stood on the steps and said respectfully, "I respectfully send you all the adults to consider what you are talking about today."

The officials who were reminded did not look very good, and they were all covered with solemn sorrow.

Everyone exchanged a few glances with each other, and thought about them in their hearts. While greeting, they gradually drifted away in the night.

The wind seemed to be blowing even harder, and it seemed to be covered with snow particles like rice grains.

Lu Li stood in the wind at the door, and his official uniform was blown by the wind, like a ball filled with air.

The housekeeper was trembling with the wind. He reminded his master, "Sir, it's too cold, so let's go to the mansion first."

Lu Li sighed and turned back silently.

I thought that when he entered the mansion, he would ask someone to deliver food and then go to the study room to read as usual.

But not.

Lu Li returned to his room, changed into regular clothes, and took advantage of the night and took the umbrella out of the mansion in the snow getting heavier and heavier.

No one asked him to follow him, but he was alone.

At first I walked on the empty street, then turned into the alley, and then knocked on a small door.

Someone poked his head out from inside to answer him, "Master Lu."

The calm young man nodded, "I'll see the prince."

"The prince has been waiting for you for a long time, and he has been waiting here for the villain." The servant rubbed his hands and exhaled.

Lu Like was kind and saw the arrogant and domineering moment in front of the officials just now, and said warmly, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll take the lead."

The servant was flattered to his politeness and kept saying that he had broken into pieces.

In less than half a quarter of an hour.

The servant took Lu Li to the Ziqi Garden and reported it to him, "Sir, please come in, the prince is waiting for you."

After Lu Li nodded, he drove straight into the flower hall.

He walked to the door and saw Rong Wuya sitting on the soft couch, holding two sweater needles in his hand and knitted scarf.

Lu Li was slightly stunned.

If you ask who is the crazy, proudest and coldest person in the world, nine out of ten will say it is Rong Wuya.

He has always been arrogant and has always been frivolous and affectionate. In Lu Li's heart, a person like him has nothing to do with the quiet time.

He should die in the battlefield or be in power.

But this shouldn't be the case, around women and children.

Especially now, the dignified Prince Rui is actually learning to knit scarves for people like a family wife.

The man's cold, hard and sharp facial features are simply out of place with the soft wool.

But it is also inexplicable, and there is a kind of harmony and warmth that cannot be described.

Lu Li was shocked when he saw it. Rong Wuya still noticed a strong gaze and turned his head to look at him.

"Lord Lu."

Rong Wuya's cool and light voice sounded in a low voice.

Lu Li Rumeng woke up, coughed lightly, and saluted in a hurry, "The emperor has seen the prince."

"Come in and talk." Rong Wuya ordered, "It's cold outside."

Lu Li was even more shocked.

He still remembers that a few years ago, when he made military achievements and came to the capital to receive a title and reward, because he was particularly respected by Emperor Longkang, all civil and military officials were very flattered to him. Among them, there were officials who wanted Rong Wuya to take his children to march and stay by his side to study.

At that time, the official stood outside the mansion for an afternoon, and the heavy snow almost buried him as a snowman.

However, Rong Wuya didn't frown at all. Later, he saw with his own eyes that the other party was almost dead, so he just left the sentence "unlucky".

Such a cold-hearted person has changed completely in just six or seven years.

He would say to him with concern, "It's cold outside."

Lu Li was in a complicated mood. He looked at the ball of yarn in his hand, then his expressionless face, and nodded.

In fact, Rong Wuya seems to be so inconsistent, he seems to have some popularity.

Lu Li was thinking about it and entered the room to sit down.

Rong Wuya saw that his lips were blue with cold and there were snowflakes on his clothes, so he frowned, "Go to the stove."

Lu Li came to the front as if he was dreaming.

"Tell me." When he was still moved, Rong Wuya asked, "How is the matter going?"

When talking about the serious matters, Lu Li quickly got rid of those messy thoughts and answered one by one.

"I did what the prince said. When his mentor returns to Beijing, he will definitely advise the emperor with evidence in his hand. The lower officials also revealed this matter to the ministers. Now most of them know that you are related to Dazhi. From their expressions, the lower officials feel that as long as the lower officials take this head, they will definitely follow and report the memorial."

"Very good." Rong Wuya was still knitting a scarf. His slender fingers were more flexible than expected. "You did a good job. I will fan the flames among the officials in the next few days."

"Prince..." Lu Li knew what Rong Wuya was going to do, and he was inevitably a little sad. "You ruined your reputation like this, for the sake of Daxing, I am afraid that if things happen, you will be scolded by countless people, and..."

He sighed, with a hint of unbearable expression on his face, "The crime of treason for tyranny is a serious crime. Once you are imprisoned in the heavenly prison, you will definitely suffer a lot. The prince thinks twice."

"I can't die again. What are you afraid of?" He replied lightly, and he didn't even frown. "I know what he is doing."

"But then everyone in the world knows that you are that treacherous minister..."

"When did I care about my reputation?" Rong Wuya interrupted him, and still disagreed. "I just have a false reputation. I don't want to be a person who seeks fame and reputation. I have absolute strength. If things are done, and someone can understand me, it is of course the best. If it cannot, then I don't care."

"I never care about other people's opinions." Rong Wuya said this, but felt it was inappropriate, "I only care about the princess' opinions."

His earnestness, intelligence and sensibility, he just mentioned it to her and she believed him.

He thought that even if he really wanted to be a treacherous minister who subverted the world, she would sincerely feel that he was so powerful.

Rong Wuya thought so, and his eyebrows and eyes became much gentler.

He then ordered Lu Li to do something before sending him away.

Before leaving, Lu Li knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times solemnly, "The contributions and sacrifices made by the prince for my great prosperity will be remembered forever. Thank you for your behalf on behalf of the people."

Rong Wuya is not rare. He always wants to do things just because he wants to do.

After Lu Li left, he knitted a scarf for a while, thinking that in another two days, his earnestness would be able to wear the scarf he knitted with himself.

As he expected, two days later, his scarf was knitted.
Chapter completed!