Dugu Jialuo shook his head and wrapped himself tightly with the coat that Yang Jian had put on him, although Dugu Jialuo could not feel the temperature difference between the four seasons.

Seeing Dugu Jialuo's reaction, Yang Jian was a little amused and said, "Silly girl, if you don't express your feelings, how can you convey them to the other party?"

"He already has a sweetheart." Dugu Jialuo said slowly.

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, with a little embarrassed expression. Looking at Dugu Jialuo's serious expression, Yang Jian felt that he seemed to have said this matter too simply. He didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally said: "Then... I believe that God will definitely send you another person with a destiny to meet you."

Dugu Jialuo heard this and just smiled slightly. In this world, she had never believed in God. The only person who could make Dugu Jialuo fully trust was the man in front of her.

Seeing Dugu Jialuo's smile like this, Yang Jian's heart moved for some reason. Before he could speak, he forced himself to speak out, "Before this, I will definitely take good care of that person..." Before you could say your words, you suddenly got into your throat.

At some point, a few pieces of white snow floated in the sky, making it look paler under the moonlight.

It is not as if willow catkins are rising by the wind.

"Oh, it's snowing." Yang Jian stretched out his hands, and a snowflake fell into the palm of his hand, and then melted by the temperature of his palm, disappearing, replaced by a few drops of water stains. Just like what Yang Jianhua had not had time to say in his mouth, it was hard to find it.

Dugu Jialuo looked at Yang Jian's childlike behavior and smiled. The snow in the air fell more and more with the bleak evening breeze. Dugu Jialuo raised his head to look at the first snow that indicates the winter.

In the blink of an eye, late autumn has passed and the winter solstice.

The snow came suddenly, and the next day, the entire Nanqiao Mountain was covered with a thin layer of snow. Looking around, it was covered with silver.

Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze coming, thousands of pear trees bloomed, and then the trees were pale.

The snowfall overnight forced Yang Jian and others to stay in Nanqiaoshan for more than a day, so Wu Jianzhang naturally treated her warmly.

Dugu Jialuo once asked why the Nanqiao faction, whose whereabouts were so mysterious, was recruited by the court. Yang Jian just said that Wu Jianzhang was arrogant when he was young, and relied on his next head to seek people everywhere to provoke him. As a result, because of his poor academic skills, he was united by his enemies to cause trouble, and was seriously injured.

When he was dying, he was rescued by Emperor Xuanxiao who was on patrol in a low manner. Wu Jianzhang was only 20 years old at that time. He was convinced by Emperor Xuanxiao's innate emperor style. He made up his mind to return to the sect to practice hard. When he took over the Nanqiao Sect, he led all the believers to surrender to the court and led troops to fight for Emperor Xuanxiao.

In this way, Wu Jianzhang not only repays Emperor Xuanxiao's life-saving grace, but also can do his best to ensure the stability of the country.

Dugu Jialuo looked at the last lee that fell from Hu Hai's head and turned into dust. He left the door of the wing where Hu Hai lived. He watched half of the sunset hanging in the sky. The entire Nanqiao Mountain was coated with a layer of warm yellow as if the harvest had not left. The white snow fell intermittently all day, and in the yard, several Nanqiao disciples were sweeping the snow.

Looking at the sunset in the sky, it was always covered with a layer of gray, as if it indicates that there will be a blizzard in the middle of the night.

The night was stable. The next day, yesterday's snow had melted by the warm sun. Dugu Jialuo and his group were personally sent down to Nanqiao Mountain by Wu Jianzhang. After getting off the mountain, Yang Jian received a message from Wei Xiaokuan to find someone and met at Chang'an in the near future.

Yinhu Tower, the largest teahouse in Chang'an City. Wei Xiaokuan must have something important to discuss with Yang Jian, but Yang Jian couldn't figure out whether Wei Xiaokuan had a gambling house? Isn't it better to speak on his own territory? Why do you need to go to a place like a teahouse where there are mixed things?

Even though he was puzzled, Yang Jian still happily went to the appointment alone, while Dugu Jialuo took Hu Hai back to the small wooden house under Huxian Cliff.

Before the three separated, Dugu Jialuo was always worried. While Yang Jian was not paying attention, Dugu Jialuo took Yang Jian's hair and tied it to the kite he folded with green leaves. Dugu Jialuo gently blew a mouthful of demonic air at the kite and was given life. He automatically sensed the direction of the hair tied to the person's body, flew towards Yang Jian, and finally landed on his right shoulder, disappearing.

Yang Jian came to Yinhu Tower. When the waiter in the same shop said he had made an appointment, he was taken to a single table blocked by a screen. He was backed by the outer fence of Yinhu Tower, and the busy street scene in Chang'an was fully visible.

Yang Jian found that Wei Xiaokuan was waiting there. Seeing Yang Jian's arrival, Wei Xiaokuan subconsciously thought of getting up to salute, but when he met Yang Jian's eyes, Wei Xiaokuan seemed to remember something and had to bow and bow, "Young Master Xiao, here you are here." He wanted to call him his name directly, but Wei Xiaokuan thought about it and seemed to be inappropriate and changed his words.

"Well, what's wrong, called me to this place?" Yang Jian sat down on the carved wooden bench next to Wei Xiaokuan and asked.

When Wei Xiaokuan heard Yang Jian’s question, his eyes widened and asked, “Didn’t you call me here? I was curious why you didn’t go to the gambling house to find me directly!”

"What's going on?"

Wei Xiaokuan and Yang Jian looked at each other and said in unison.

Suddenly, a human figure was printed on the embroidered screen. Wei Xiaokuan and Yang Jian became alert at the same time. Wei Xiaokuan stepped forward and subconsciously wanted to protect Yang Jian behind him. He grabbed the teacup on the table and wanted to use internal strength to throw the best blue and white porcelain teacup towards the inexplicable shadow. Unexpectedly, before Wei Xiaokuan was about to take action, the owner of the figure showed his true body first.

"He Ruobi!"

Xiao and Liu shouted in unison when they saw the man walking out from behind the screen.

The man named He Ruobi was as thin as Wei Xiaokuan, and he had a goatee on his chin. He said he was a general, but he looked more like a dog-headed military advisor. When He Ruobi saw the two, he took the lead in kneeling to Yang Jian, "I have seen the emperor."

Yang Jian raised his hand and waved his hand to signal He Ruobi to get up, "Why are you here? Did you send a message to me and Wei Xiaokuan?" Isn't He Ruobi's whereabouts unknown? Why did he suddenly appear here? When Yang Jian said this, he glanced at Wei Xiaokuan beside him, who was obviously puzzled by these problems.

He Ruobi did not rush to answer Yang Jian’s question first, but let out a long sigh before saying, “Thank you so much, Your Majesty, you are not dead yet! After I was taken away by Yang Su, I have been searching for news about General Wei.”

As he said that, He Ruobi looked at Wei Xiaokuan, and Wei Xiaokuan frowned, "I never thought that after finding General Wei's news, he had not had time to meet first, but he heard that General Wei's territory had been kicked in a restaurant by two men, but was respectfully sent out by General Wei.

I couldn't help but feel strange, so I asked for more information before I learned that one of the men was handsome. I thought that perhaps it was because the emperor was protected by God and could survive the fierce battle. After I came back, I would definitely go to General Wei to discuss the matter of restoring the country. Therefore, I hurriedly sent a message to invite the two to meet and discuss the matter of restoring the country!"

Yang Jian stared at He Ruobi's eyes and felt a stinging sensation coming from his right shoulder inexplicably. It's wrong! He Ruobi is lying!!

Even if he found out that two men had indeed come to find Wei Xiaokuan, how could he know that the handsome man must be himself? What's more, he was disguised by Dugu Jialuo that day. If he wanted to be handsome, he should be Dugu Jialuo! Moreover, He Ruobi said so surely about his restoration of the country, and he seemed to be determined to win.

Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh in his heart that although He Ruobi was different from his appearance, he was quite brave and warlike, but he was not good at dealing with the enemy. Moreover, he was not good at lying. That's why he said so many loopholes! Yang Jian only glanced at his hands that were tightly held from beginning to end. He Ruobi was very nervous now!

Yang Jian sneered, and was about to say something, but a commotion came from the downstairs of Yinhu Tower. Wei Xiaokuan looked over and cursed him, "Damn it." Yang Jian looked at the sound. There was a riot in the crowd. A man led a large group of guards and was about to rush up to Yinhu Tower. Obviously, these people wanted to capture Yang Jian and Wei Xiaokuan.

Wei Xiaokuan turned his head and glared at He Ruobi who was pretending to be calm, and cursed: "Dog thief!! I didn't expect that you would be with that foolish monarch! How sad! How sad!!"

He Ruobi looked dissatisfied with Wei Xiaokuan's curse and said indifferently: "The emperor has an order to arrest you two of the rioters in the previous dynasty and report back!"

Only a few "bang" sounds were heard, and the screens blocking Yang Jian's table where Yang Jian was were kicked down one after another. Fang Zhongsheng and a group of guards holding big swords surrounded Yang Jian and Wei Xiaokuan. A small number of archers were about to climb to the tall building opposite, hoping to make them in a dilemma.

In an instant, the person who was sending the message in Yang Jian's memory gradually coincided with Fang Zhongsheng who looked sinister in front of him. Although his face was wrong, his figure was completely consistent!

Damn it!!! It turns out that it has been calculated from the beginning!!!

It was said that it was too late, and Wei Xiaokuan and Yang Jian looked at each other, kicked the carved trees and tables in front of him, and the tables and chairs flew straight towards Fang Zhongsheng and He Ruobi. Fang Zhongsheng took a step back when he saw this. He Ruobi did not change his expression when he saw this, and snatched the sword from the guards behind him.

The tables and chairs that were still in the air were crushed. Yang Jian and Wei Xiaokuan supported the wooden guardrail behind them with one hand, jumped up, and used the small stalls and sheds built by vendors on Chang'an Street as a leverage point, and rushed up the tower on the opposite building, injured several archers who had rushed upstairs. He Ruobi followed closely behind.

"What are you doing when you stand there?! Why don't you chase after me! If you can't catch someone, you will be asking for your head!" Fang Zhongsheng cursed, and the guards wanted to jump from the railing to the opposite building as Wei Xiaokuan and Yang Jian just now. Fang Zhongsheng immediately kicked one of the guards' ligaments and kicked him down, "You bunch of food! If you don't go down there, do you sincerely don't want your head anymore!!"
Chapter completed!