"Sister Luo'er." Rongrong looked at Luo'er unhappily, "I'm telling you something very seriously. The fourth prince and the regent are uniting to oust the emperor."
"Has Hu Yue pretended to be sick enough?" Luo Er was shocked. She didn't expect that these things would happen so soon.
"The emperor should not have guessed at this time that they would take action so quickly. The regent also asked the spies from the capital to bring you a message."
Rongrong said with a smile, "Do you want to know what your father said?"
"Okay, a bunch of candied haws." Luo'er looked at Rongrong helplessly, wondering why she hadn't realized that Rongrong was so shrewd before.
"Well, Mr. Luo said, I want you to stay in Luoyang with peace of mind. Soon, things will change in Chang'an." Rongrong looked at Luo'er with a serious face.
"Oh." Luo Er just nodded, and then quickly moved on to other things.
Since leaving the palace half a year ago, Luo'er has never had any contact with Hu Xuanduo. He only heard that he announced his sudden death, and the regent and the fourth prince took the opportunity to rush back from Hebei.
When Luo'er heard the news, he and Rongrong changed their names and settled in Luoyang.
But the strange thing is that just after the queen's funeral, the fourth prince fell ill with a strange illness and could not leave the house. Some Taoists even declared that if the fourth prince stepped out of the house within two years, he would definitely die.
Therefore, the fourth prince also stayed in the mansion, but did not participate in political affairs anymore.
Later, Luo'er knew that he had been living in Luo Xiao's huge intelligence network. He knew everything about him even more than the emperor, so Luo'er simply admitted himself and single-handedly supported Rongrong to become Luoyang's secret agent.
The person in charge of intelligence, as for himself, wanders around every day and inquires about various intelligence.
Although he has not deliberately inquired about his information in the past six months, his heart will tremble inadvertently when he hears his name. He knows that he still has this man in his heart.
His face, the warmth of his palms, and his slightly raised eyebrows were all like tiny snowflakes melting into the spring light of March. This man once had his own short year.
The messy thoughts were quickly brought back. Lingzi quickly put on the veil, then ducked slightly and left the house.
"Miss, this is the second time I've met you today. Do you know that it's very dangerous for a girl to wander the streets at night?"
He only heard someone talking behind him, and when he turned around, the man had already moved in front of him.
"Girl, do you still recognize me?" The man bowed slightly to Lingzi.
"It's you." The person behind the white veil was not surprised at all.
"It's me. If the girl still remembers me, then I will be responsible for sending the girl back to the house." The man raised his head with a joking smile on his face.
Ling Zi didn't have much fondness for this man, but when she saw how enthusiastic he was, she felt even more disgusted. She was about to reject this man, but the moment she raised her eyes, she saw a cunning light in his slender eyes.
It's him!
Ling Zi looked at the person in front of her in surprise, "Peach Blossom Demon?"
"What peach blossom demon?" Xu Guyue looked at the person in front of him strangely, then stretched out a hand to touch her forehead, as if saying to himself, "I don't have a fever."