After chatting with Yun Qingyang, I realized that he had seen the poem he wrote in Youranju yesterday, and praised his good poems and calligraphy. However, when he praised his good calligraphy, his eyes looked a little strange.

Yun Luochuan suddenly remembered that Yun Qingyang, as his good friend, knew his words.

Although he is Yunluochuan now, the characters he wrote are still from Murong Li. When Qingyang praised his calligraphy, his eyes would be a little strange when he looked at him. It should be that he found that his words were the same as Murong Li! There are no two people in this world who have the same words. Even if they are imitating, they will be somewhat different. Will Qingyang doubt his identity?

Yun Luochuan thought about it and felt it was impossible. Compared with the absurd thing like a dead person being reborn in another person, there are two people in this world who have the same handwriting, which can also be regarded as a coincidence.

The two sat together and chatted about poetry. Their opinions on poetry were unexpectedly the same. The more they chatted with Yun Luochuan, the stronger the familiarity of Yun Qingyang became.

However, although he had a great time talking to Yun Luochuan, he did not say his real name, but told him that his name was Yun Qing.

He also remembered that he went out to buy crystal shrimp dumplings for his grandfather, and he was reluctant to part with Yun Luochuan.

After Yun Qingyang left, Yun Luochuan felt that his uncle and the others could not leave the door for a while, so he went over the restaurant on the street corner, found a private room facing the corner, opened the window and called a few snacks.

If my grandmother and uncle were going elsewhere, they had to come out of that corner of the street.

After sitting for a while, he also saw Yun Qingyang carrying a food box. Maybe he felt that it was a bit late and the world-famous talented man even started trotting.

Yun Luochuan shook his head and smiled, "If Mr. Yun saw it, he would definitely say that he had no rules."

After almost an hour, Yun Luochuan finally saw two carriages slowly turning out from the corner of the street. There were two guards sitting on the shafts of the two carriages. He knew the guard in the carriage at the front, and he was Mu Qing, the secret guard given to him by his uncle before.

After his death, Mu Qing returned to his uncle's side, which was pretty good.

He thought that his uncle, the emperor's grandmother and Mr. Yun should be in the carriage.

Mu Qing sat on the shaft with his hands, observing the surroundings with his eyes alertly. He was keen and suddenly noticed a gaze falling from above to him.

His brows frowned almost invisibly, but he ignored them. It was common for them to wear weapons and occasionally be stared at by others.

After ten breaths, before his eyes were removed, Mu Qing quickly turned his head to the second floor of the restaurant next to the street, and met the eyes of a handsome and unparalleled young man in white in the window.

A look of surprise flashed in the gentle eyes of the young man in white, and then he smiled at him friendly.

Mu Qing was stunned, always feeling that the gentle smile was familiar. Before he could take a closer look, the carriage walked past the restaurant, and he could no longer see the young master.

Seeing the carriage passing by, Yun Luochuan relaxed his shoulders and exhaled a breath of turbid air. Mu Qing was still as sharp as ever, and suddenly found himself staring at him.

The eyes were really sharp just now. He had never seen such eyes on Mu Qing before.

Mu Qing has been with him since he was young. It can be said that he is the closest and familiar person he knows best. When he died, the person who was by his side was Mu Qing.

Mu Qing protected him for many years and finally sent him away.
Chapter completed!