"What?" the little girl obviously didn't understand. "Isn't dad's leg hurt? How can he stand up again?"

Xie Wanjin said, "he can stand up when he is broken."

"Ah?" don't remember a dirty little face, the expression is very rich immediately, "that Daddy must be very painful? Are you willing to leave him alone?"

The fourth childe lowered his eyes, collected all the emotions in his eyes, and said in a very light tone: "he doesn't want me to stay. ”

When Xiewan King Kong heard Rongsheng say those messy words, he was shocked and angry.

But then he soon calmed down and thought carefully.

Rongsheng probably has something to do. He doesn't want to embarrass him or look at him again.

That's why he deliberately said that and let him go back to Dijing without guilt.

Mingming's legs are hurt like that. He has to stand up and scare him.

In fact, the fourth childe worries too much by himself ， The national master is not an idle person. How can he be the only one to take care of when he is in trouble? There are many people around him who want to serve nearby.

That is to say, he has got water in his mind these days, and he has been a good man diligently. He almost forgot that he is a man who is greedy for money and color, and can't get up early without profit.

It's time to wake up.

A Niang is seriously ill and is still looking forward to his return in Dijing.

Don't remember to look at him with his head tilted and his eyes puzzled: "Dad, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Xie Wanjin reached out and rubbed the little girl's head. "Even if you don't understand, the road is still far away. Go to sleep."

I didn't remember "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. I just looked back at the elegant room on the second floor of Changnian Township and looked at the cloud sleeves floating by the strong wind at the window.

Xie Wanjin closed his eyes, but in his mind, Rong Sheng's smile was cold and thin.

He couldn't help thinking: it's really fake.

Almost fooled your four brothers.

The fourth childe opened his eyes and looked back. The flying snowflakes and sparks scattered all over the city were intertwined. The carriage disappeared and was farther and farther away. The man's face by the window could not be seen, but his flying sleeves.

two months.

Rongsheng just told him that his legs would recover in two months. Whether this is true or false is irrelevant.

But what do these two months mean?

The fourth childe couldn't figure it out for a moment. He couldn't help thinking:

only.

Hurry back to Dijing, take good care of Aung, and then hurry back to Wuzhou City as soon as possible. Change more horses on the road. You should be able to run back and forth in two months.

At that time, Rong Sheng's leg injury should also be Almost.

Whether the cold river place and the so-called method of life extension are true or false, he will ask again at that time.

When the carriage passed the corner and was about to go out, Xie Wanjin suddenly shouted, "fifteen."

"My subordinates are here. What can I do for you, fourth childe?"

Right before the green fifteen dozen, he leaned close to the window and asked in a low voice.

Xie Wanjin stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car and said in a rare positive tone: "go and talk to my third brother. I've set off for Beijing. Let him be careful here. Please... Take care of Rong Sheng for me."

Qing fifteen was slightly stunned, and then said, "yes, my subordinates will bring the words for you."

"You go," Xie Wanjin said and put down the curtain.

It was only September when I first entered the boundary of Wuzhou, but today it is October.

The cold has just begun elsewhere, and the city is freezing.

The fourth childe looked at the desolate street with few people at night. The purple fireworks in the air had not been released yet, but everything in the city was quietly away from his eyes.

I can't see the national master who stood up.

I don't know if he'll fall.

Xie Wanjin thought disorderly, raised his hand, stretched out the window and caught several pieces of Wuzhou City Flying snow.

The cold wind blew from the palm of his hand, swayed across the long street, made another bend, and blew on the face of Rong Sheng standing by the window.

There were fireworks in the air, and maid in purple gathered here from all over the city to meet the national teacher.

The night in Wuzhou City was disturbed, but the wind and snow became heavier and heavier.

The national master watched Xie Si's carriage disappear into the snowy night, and the radian of his lips fell completely.

He took a cup from the table and drank it slowly. The originally fragrant and pleasant tea suddenly became bitter and difficult to enter his throat.

Rongsheng Weidun raised his hand and threw the cup into the snow.

With a "bang", the cup fell to pieces and the broken porcelain splashed everywhere.

The people below were in fear and knelt down one after another.

The master's face was frosty and his tone was cold. "Go and find out who ambushed Xie Si outside the city half a month ago. I'm going to kill him!"

"Yes, my subordinates!"

Hundreds of maids in purple bowed their heads and immediately scattered to do business.

Rongsheng saw that they were not in the night. They couldn't hold on any longer and fell back to the soft chair.

He just stood for a moment, but a layer of fine sweat came out of his temples.

The last ladies in purple left at the bottom. Looking back, they were suddenly frightened. The one in front quickly flew up to the second floor, walked to Rong Sheng, and asked anxiously, "master, are you..."

Rongsheng raised his eyes and glanced at her.

The latter immediately bowed his head and stopped.

The master laughed at himself:

Rong Sheng, Rong Sheng, what are you doing?

The lower ladies in purple also went upstairs. They were a little older. They looked at Rong Sheng more and couldn't help but say, "how did you get hurt like this? There was too much noise just now. I'm afraid that the people of yeluva will come soon. My subordinates will take you out of here first."

"It's not necessary." Rongsheng looked up at the bleak long street and said coldly, "I live here. Let's see if Jeremiah dares to come to trouble me."

Several ladies in purple looked at me and you. They said in unison, "my subordinates want to serve the people of National Normal University here. Please answer."

Rong Sheng rubbed his fingertips and said, "well."

Six maids in purple heard the sound and withdrew to one side very consciously.

Only the oldest one was standing two steps away from Rong Sheng. After pondering for a long time, she whispered: "the situation in Wuzhou City is complex. Your whereabouts are always secret. Why did you use purple fire Lingtian to call us today? My subordinates have no other meaning, but you were seriously injured and exposed your whereabouts. It's really a move..."

It's really not the consistent style of the master.

The maid said and secretly looked at the master's face. She didn't dare to say it, but she changed it to, "subordinates are worried..."

"There's nothing to worry about." Rongsheng took a chopstick and gently tapped the quilt edge. "I'd like to see how brave Ye Ruhua is. ”

He seemed to be talking to himself or asking the people around him, "do you think he is busy preventing thanks now or is he more afraid of this seat?"