Su Tong smiled, suppressed the hesitation in her heart, and was about to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by him again: "Su Tong, I have something to ask you."

"Huh?" She was stunned, her heart tightened for a moment, she nodded uneasily, and she began to mutter in her heart - couldn't it be because of what happened just now?

Stop asking!

She couldn't come up with a more disgusting plot to deal with it!

"Tomorrow...what are your plans?" Seeing her pretending to be stunned, Xuanyuan Hao sighed softly and asked lightly. Catching her evasive eyes, he pulled her shoulders and spoke seriously,

"Stop pretending! I don't believe you are willing to stay in the inn tomorrow!"

Tomorrow is the day of his father's burial. He doesn't know what will happen to her, but his intuition tells him that she will definitely be "active" tomorrow!

After all, he knew her.

"Tomorrow?" Su Tong was in a daze, pretending to think about it for a while, and then said to him with a smile, "Let's go out for a walk tomorrow with Huo'er! There is no sun today. If there is sun tomorrow, it will be good.

Take a walk…”

"Su Tong!" She rambled endlessly, but Xuanyuan Hao finally couldn't bear to interrupt and reminded her calmly, "Tomorrow is the day of my father's burial."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them couldn't help but fell silent, with their own thoughts in their hearts.

"I know..." After a while, Su Tong slowly raised his head, murmured, gave a false smile, and pretended to be relaxed, "Do you want to go back and take a look tomorrow? You have already left the royal family, and the coffin is

There are no real people here..."

She said this deliberately just to stimulate Xuanyuan Hao and prevent him from passing by!

Because, tomorrow she will follow the burial procession into the imperial mausoleum, and she must not let Xuanyuan Hao bump into her!

"He is my father after all." Xuanyuan Hao sighed heavily and closed his eyes in pain. He knew clearly that what Su Tong said was right, but he just felt uncomfortable in his heart and could not let himself stand in the position of a bystander.

, watching loved ones leave.

"You..." She bit her lower lip, feeling his pain and depression, and Su Tong couldn't help but feel distressed.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her sympathy for Xuanyuan Hao, and suggested with a slight smile, "Tomorrow, let's go to a place to have a drink while waiting for the coffin procession?"

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The next day.

The sun is shining brightly, and the soft light shines on the slightly humid bluestone alley, evaporating dense water vapor, giving the air a faint smell of moisture.

A certain restaurant in the city is bustling with people. Because the emperor's funeral procession will pass by this street today, there are many people here who come to watch the ceremony and want to have the final impression of the royal family.

On the elegant seats on the second floor of the restaurant, the hanging mantel is swaying, and through the silk cloth, a man and a woman can be vaguely seen sitting opposite each other.

The man is dressed in white like snow; the woman is dressed in red like blood, which forms a sharp contrast with the plainness of the whole street.

"Two guests, the food and wine you requested are here." The waiter poured a pot of wine over, carefully placed it on the table, and looked at the man with the silver mask on the left for a few more times.

Sensing his probing gaze, Xuanyuan Hao frowned slightly, glanced at him with a leer, and immediately made the waiter shrink his neck in recognition, and left with a dry smile.

But the waiter was still thinking in his mind - I heard some rumors about the silver-faced man in the capital today, and I wonder if the man in the restaurant is the legendary murderer?

"He is really a timid person." Su Tong snorted lightly, calmly picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured two glasses of wine, handed one of them to Xuanyuan Hao, and joked, "Your

Isn’t this mask a little too showy?”

Xuanyuan Hao raised his eyebrows, chuckled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then slowly said: "If I took off the mask, I would be more public."

Not to mention his appearance, which is easy to attract people's attention, if those who know the "Third Prince" see him come back from the dead, they will probably call him out in the street, making him uncomfortable.

Putting down the wine glass, Xuanyuan Hao narrowed his eyes, and then looked at Su Tong opposite, thoughtfully: "Speaking of Zhang Yang, the color you are wearing today...isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

Everyone in the world is taboo on the color red, but she was wearing crimson and appeared in a restaurant. If someone in the funeral procession saw her and wanted to make a fuss and cause trouble, it would be very easy.

Su Tong smiled and pretended to lift the curtain as if nothing had happened. She happened to see the snow-white Huo'er spinning in circles downstairs - it was waiting for her to "set off" together! She wore red on purpose, of course.

Purposeful…

"Xuanyuan Hao..." Lowering his voice, Su Tong called him, leaned his head over, suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and maintained a relaxed appearance on the surface, "I will see what your plans are after my father passes by.

?”

Xuanyuan Hao raised his eyebrows, not understanding what she meant.
Chapter completed!