On the probability of being forced into an attack

There were chaotic voices, some were talking about what to eat tonight, and some were discussing what to eat tomorrow.The crowd dispersed.

Maybe the change came too fast, even the peddler hugging Lu Shangwen's thigh fell silent for a moment, as if he was a little puzzled about what happened, but he couldn't see the woman approaching from his perspective.

Lu Shangwen was also a little puzzled. He turned his head and saw the woman who was gradually approaching. Her eyes were as calm as an ancient well, but the soul hidden deep inside was trembling fragilely.

She laughed: "This red color is not suitable for the young master, how about a little girl be the master, how about exchanging this mask with the young master?"

Following her movements, Lu Shangwen saw the silver-white mask she had picked up from the shelf, and then watched in a daze as she easily took the dark-red mask away from her hand and replaced it with the silver-white mask.

The woman didn't look at Lu Shangwen again, she smiled and stuffed a copper plate into the hand of the peddler at Lu Shangwen's feet, the peddler seemed to want to say something, but she interrupted her.

"How much such a mask is, I know," she said.

So the peddler didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The woman got her favorite mask and was about to leave, but she inadvertently looked at Lu Shangwen.

She looked at Lu Shangwen for a long time, and the hooked corners of her mouth finally collapsed, and she regained the indifferent expression that Lu Shangwen was familiar with. Through her eyes, Lu Shangwen seemed to be able to touch her fearful and weak heart.

Knowing comes naturally, knowing comes naturally, nothing is unknown, nothing is otherwise.

The author has something to say: It’s hard to get an update, well, this month is just this chapter

Bear with it, the winter vacation is two months away, and it will definitely be updated daily

don't cry don't cry

☆、Chapter 32

The two looked at each other for a long time, but the woman suddenly turned her head and fled through the mountain-like sea of ​​people.As soon as Lu Shangwen saw her running away, he immediately took his foot away from the peddler who was still tightly entangled, and even chased after the silver that was still in the peddler's hand.

The peddler's shout came from behind, and Lu Shangwen bumped into many people in the chaos. He could feel the black-haired collar rubbing against him, but he didn't stop.What reflected in his eyes was the woman's white sleeves and the dazzling red mask on her hand.He knew who she was, as she knew who he was.

There are no more than dozens of steps, and there is a corner.Lu Shangwen only caught the hairband fluttering after she turned around, and he quickly followed.only

It's a pity that the crowd was in a hurry, and by the time he reached the corner, the woman had already disappeared.

Lu Shangwen stood at the corner, obviously standing in the middle of the world, but he seemed to have lost his way to find the world, and he felt lost.

He stood for a moment, then stretched out his foot and moved on.This street is much more prosperous than the one just now. The rosy lanterns make this street warm and gorgeous, the traffic is busy, and the soft red and fragrant soil is ten feet long. The words "Qinghua Street" are pasted on the plaque with golden dragons, flying phoenixes and dancing.Lu Shangwen could smell a very strong smell of rouge powder, and could hear the woman's coquettish laughter or screams. He thought of the unknown smile of the driver before, and suddenly had some bad associations.

However, he couldn't just stay outside the street. Before the dispersal, Tang Yushu once said that they were going to Qionghua Street. If they waited here, they might be able to wait for the people who separated from him.

Looking at the silver-white mask in his hand, Lu Shangwen walked into Qionghua Street.The red pink vermilion yarn cigarettes make the tourists smile and move their eyes.The cornices of the pavilions are shining with golden horns.The tallest building on this street is a pavilion called "Cuiming Pavilion". There are the most people around the entrance. On the second floor, there is a woman in a red dress with red lips and a pink face. Red lips, revealing that the lotus root arms outside the light gauze are so white and smooth.Lu Shangwen was curious, he stood on the edge of the crowd and looked up.I don't know what happened on the second floor, but the women who were chatting and laughing suddenly stopped talking and looked in, and then they gave way to the two sides, giving way to the middle position, a woman inside Walking out with lotus steps, she was dressed in white clothes, she was leaning slightly on the railing, but the corners of her eyes were extremely charming.

"The store has been open for a hundred years today. The owner said that the little girl should choose someone to accompany Sister Qingmei to sing poems, play the piano, and have a good time..." When the woman said this, she smiled slightly, and she changed to another person. With her right hand hooking her hair, she played with it, "It's just that the little girl thinks that Sister Qingmei is tall and beautiful. If the little girl accidentally chooses someone she doesn't like... what should I do?"

From the moment she mentioned "Sister Qingmei", Lu Shangwen noticed that the crowd was a little agitated.

"So the little girl thought...it's better for the little girl not to choose..." Someone came out holding something covered with a red cloth, and the woman lowered her eyes, with a lingering evil spirit in her eyes, "Just Let this day decide where Sister Qingmei will go..." She stretched out her hand to push away the red cloth from the man's hand, and a hydrangea ball was safely in the man's hand.At this time, she stood up straight, and Lu Shangwen could clearly see her hands hanging by her legs. There were calluses on her hands, which were located on her thumb and tiger's mouth. She had practiced martial arts!Before Lu Shangwen had time to be surprised, he saw that the woman flicked lightly, and the hydrangea with the size of a human head flew out and rushed towards Lu Shangwen. The speed was so fast that some people stretched out their hands to grab it, and others jumped up regardless of their appearance. That ball!Lu Shangwen only had time to retract his head when he felt a sense of impact from his forehead. The vibration of his head made his eyes go dark. When he woke up again, he found that he was pressed down, with seven or eight people lying on his body, struggling to stand up. When he got up, someone kicked his thigh in the confusion, and Lu Shangwen's face distorted when he landed.

When everything returned to normal, Lu Shangwen felt the damp heat on his face, and he wiped the blood on his hand.Lu Shangwen stood up staggeringly, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the blood on his face, only then did all the voices enter his ears.

Someone exclaimed with great joy: "Miss Liu, I have snatched the hydrangea."

Miss Liu, who was leaning slightly on the railing, smiled and said: "This young master has indeed got it, but it's a pity, what the little girl is looking for is not the last person who touches the hydrangea, but the first one. The last one is always It can be changed, but it is only No.1, but it can't be changed... But now the problem comes, the little girl is forgetful, but she can't remember who is the first one, and who can point out who is the dull little girl? Is it the first?"

At that moment, Lu Shangwen could feel that many eyes were focused on him, and the crowd fell into silence.They were all waiting for him to speak.Lu Shangwen stood awkwardly for a while, then slowly raised his hand.

"Me?" he whispered.

Miss Liu finally squinted her eyes and laughed out loud, "This young man is so cute, since you said it was you, then it's you, girls, hurry up and invite the distinguished guests in." When she opened her eyes again, the eyes were gone. The icy evil spirit was as clear as water, without a single wave.

The closed door finally opened, and a group of beautiful women in Zhuchai and Luoqun came out, and Lu Shangwen was pushed in.Bypassing the red pillars of the bead curtain, stepping up the mahogany stairs, turning the corner, and going straight to the room at the end of the corridor. On the way, I met Miss Liu who was surrounded by her. Contrary to her seductive appearance just now, she stood very straight and focused. , as if listening to someone's order, but the person in front of her was blocked, so she couldn't see who it was.

Lu Shangwen withdrew his probing gaze, and they seemed to have reached their destination.The purpose of entering is to carve patterns on the palm wood door panels, and those slim or pure women left after completing their tasks.Is he really going in?Lu Shangwen stood in front of the door for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

After opening the door, a very strong fragrance came over my face. There was a layer of gauze hanging in the middle of the room, covering the scene inside with hazyness and indistinctness. Behind the white gauze was an indescribable figure. A piano, the screen window behind the man was wide open, the breeze blew the tips of her hair slightly, and the falling candlelight also illuminated her.

"Sit." The man opened his mouth, with a sweet and thin voice, like a girl who has just entered the age of cardamom. Coupled with the small body that seems to be invisible through the gauze curtain, isn't this just a child? ?Lu Shangwen sat down, but remembered that they used to call her "Sister Qingmei", didn't they call her because of her age?

"What are you thinking, Young Master?" The man asked with a smile, and lightly plucked the strings, "Are you thinking about Qingmei?"

The moment she played the strings, Lu Shangwen suddenly heard some whispers, but when he listened, she stopped playing the piano, so all the voices fell silent. When Lu Shangwen was wondering, suddenly Remembering that the other party was asking him a question, he said awkwardly, "En."

"Young master can miss Qingmei, Qingmei is very happy." Qingmei continued to play the piano, which was extremely soothing at first, and Lu Shangwen heard small voices again, as if coming from the partition behind him... Maybe, it was the next door say.

"Is Qingmei's piano nice? Qingmei has been waiting for this day for a long time..." She sighed softly.

It's not uncommon for the neighbor to be talking. Lu Shangwen withdrew his mind. He didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's private affairs. However, the moment he withdrew his mind, he heard a very clear "Book of Tang Yu", Lu Shangwen's Feeling like thunder in his heart, he let go of the constricted thinking and extended towards the whisper behind him.

"Could you be wondering why my body is so petite? In fact, Qingmei is already in her twenties. If she doesn't marry again, no one will marry her. It's just... I'm afraid that no one would want to give her an identity like this for nothing. I want it." Qingmei said in a brisk tone, what is different is that she constantly speeds up the tune of the piano, and she plays each song like a storm, thundering the mountains.

At the same time, Lu Shangwen was able to hear more clearly, but it seemed to be clear through the fog.Only for a moment, he could hear the three words "Lu Shangwen", which made the back of his head go numb, but he didn't know who was discussing them.

"My lord, do you know why, once I start playing the piano, your hearing will grow?" Qingmei said, and then she let out a little laughter, "We are practicing the same kung fu, once we do it at the same time, we can Increase your power."

Her words forced Lu Shangwen to divert his attention.

"As for why it is the same way of kung fu, I also want to know, but unfortunately I don't know, so you came." Qingmei smiled, "I was not here before, and I was not called Qingmei either. Our family copied it, and I was accepted by it.”

How did the first emperor die?What happened during that time?Why did he do this?

Lu Shangwen was puzzled. Someone told him before that the first emperor was a wise emperor, and he was the best emperor since the founding of the country. It was just that in the year before his death, he suddenly issued many decrees and copied many of them. Among the famous big families is the Tang family.The image of Mingjun who worked so hard for several years collapsed, and his death was unexpected by many people. I heard that he discussed political affairs with the ministers the night before his death until he was not tired at night. He declared that he died of illness the next day .

Nothing is written in the book, just let the suspense stay until the end.

Lu Shangwen was thinking obsessively, but when he leaned back, he bumped into the cup on the table unconsciously, the cup hit the wall, and the clear and crisp sound of the porcelain breaking due to the collision made the nerves in his brain tighten.

Qingmei didn't seem to hear this sound, her waving hand for plucking the strings never stopped, and it became faster and faster, and finally there was only an afterimage left in place, Lu Shangwen's head seemed to be hit Pain, but the voice he could hear became clearer and clearer.

The whispers seemed to come from his mind.

"Who's next door?"

"Only Qingmei girl."

"Go and see."

Lu Shangwen's brain seemed to explode, he stood up abruptly, at the same time, Qingmei's soft voice stopped instantly, and the gauze curtain was blown away by an invisible wind, revealing Qingmei's immature, beautiful and cold face .

"You're not listening to Qingmei playing the piano." She said coldly.

The author has something to say: I failed the final exam, who will comfort me/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

First post of winter vacation~

☆、Chapter 33

Under the command of his master, he opened the door softly and went away, stopped the servant who was delivering the food, and entered the next door with the plate, but there was only Qingmei in the room, playing the piano with his head lowered and his mouth pursed, his black hair blown by the wind. move.But when he thought of what his master said just now, he felt a little cold in his heart.

"Who was in the room just now?" He lowered his head and asked.

"What?" Qingmei chuckled, "I'm not human?" She just hit a very thin string, and her sharp voice seemed to pierce his eardrum.He was not affected by the sound, but turned his gaze to the window. Although it was spring, the wind was still cold. "Aren't you... cold?" He asked.

Qingmei didn't respond to him, the only thing that changed was the strength with which she played the piano.

He stood up and walked towards the window, the wind of water vapor came on his face, as if flapping.He opened the window further, and looking down, he could see some passers-by on the street looking up in his direction with surprised eyes.He followed these hundred

The surname looked over, and was facing the last person wearing a silver-white smiling mask.

This person is Lu Shangwen.

As soon as he learned that the mysterious person next door wanted to come here to check, he immediately stood up quickly, and then he rushed to the window regardless of Qingmei's reaction, but he forgot that this was the second floor.Since his internal energy can only be used as a warm baby and cannot perform mid-air jumping skills, he has no choice but to stick to the wall next to the window like a gecko.He watched the people coming and going on the street for a while, and then put on the silver-white mask that he had been holding.

He originally thought Qingmei would expose him, but he didn't expect that it would be nice to have a good teammate at a critical moment, but even though he was so wise, he was still discovered.

Realizing that he was discovered, Lu Shangwen jumped up immediately, and the internal force in his body that had been unwilling to show up for a long time finally fueled the flames at his will, and he jumped up to the third floor.

The person who was sent to check the details was stunned, and immediately drew his sword to catch up. Qingmei, who was playing the piano quietly in the room, suddenly moved quickly with her hand plucking the strings.The man immediately covered his ears and squatted down, with blood spilling from his fingers.Due to too much force, a string of the piano broke, and the bounced silver thread cut her fair and tender skin, leaving a streak of blood.

The man turned around in amazement, only to see her stern face, as if she had stepped on a dead body from the underworld, "Whoever dares to chase after her will step on my dead body."

Lu Shangwen who jumped into the window on the third floor first heard the shrill screams of the girls. It turned out that the guests in this room were quite heavy-handed. A person suddenly appeared in the room, and I was so frightened that I wilted.Lu Shangwen hurriedly apologized and left first.

Compared with the silence on the second floor, the third floor was much more noisy. If he didn't listen carefully, he could hear the voices of men and women screaming and shaking. Lu Shangwen blushed and ran to the stairs, but saw a group of men coming with swords in a threatening manner. Lu Shangwen felt sick After a while, he immediately turned around and ran away.

However, he was not familiar with the layout of the attic at all, and he didn't know where there was a way out after running for a long time.He looked at the heroic, domineering and muscular men behind him, and the murderous and majestic swords in their hands, and glanced at the closed doors passing by one after another, listening to the ecstasy coming from inside. He swallowed his saliva, and resolutely opened a door he passed by, and walked in.

The people in the house were full of enthusiasm, and they didn't notice his entry for a while, but when they noticed, Lu Shangwen had already stepped on the window frame, grabbed the window frame and shook it a few times, jumped into the second floor, and It was a scream.

Lu Shangwen ran away from the room before he even had time to plead guilty. This time, few people stopped him from going downstairs, but the group of strong men on the third floor reacted quickly, chasing him down the stairs after a while.

Due to being too nervous, Lu Shangwen ran too fast and knocked down several guests. The people at the door closed the door under the instructions. The table was overturned, but was split in half by the leader's sword.Seeing this scene, Lu Shangwen's heart turned cold.

The hall was in chaos.

Teacups and porcelain plates have been broken all over the ground, and the residues of tea and fruit have been trampled on the ground.Lu Shangwen led the group of fierce men around a circle, then ran up to the second floor, hid in a room at random, closed the door tightly, and when he was sure that no one could come in, he limply on the ground gasped , Only then did I realize that this room was occupied by someone.

That man was drinking tea, and he didn't ask a prostitute to accompany him when he came to the brothel. The candle on the table was flickering, but it didn't illuminate his figure.

Lu Shangwen's first feeling was embarrassment. He apologized and stepped on the window again. He squatted on the window frame and remained silent for a while. The moment the door was violently opened, he made up his mind and jumped down.

The moment he jumped out of the window, Lu Shangwen finally knew what the Leap of Faith felt like. He heard the screams of passers-by on the street, but he couldn't remember anything. The moment he landed, his internal force flowed along his meridians Gathered at his calf, a cloud of dust suddenly started up, and the onlookers who had covered their eyes immediately applauded.

Lu Shangwen was prepared to be injured or disabled, but he didn't expect that even if he had forgotten how to use these internal forces, his body would still remember them. The strong man with the knife stared at the eyes of "Fucking shit", showed a mocking smile, and then ran away without looking back.

"Master, he...he ran away."

The man known as the master unexpectedly did not punish them. He stretched out his right hand with doubts in his eyes.

With one strike of the sword, everything is over.

However...he didn't do that.

The man took a sip of his tea.Not yet, he thought.

Lu Shangwen didn't know how long he had been running. When he thought he had already run out of Qionghua Street, he looked up and found that it was still Qionghua Street.There are fewer people here than before, and the voices are much more serious.

Lu Shangwen was relieved, and dragged his nearly collapsed body for a while, thinking that what he encountered tonight was all about worrying, he was really scared, and he would not dare to go out in the future, okay? !

But after a while, I came across a river with a bridge across the river. Many boats were parked beside the bridge, and the bridge was quite long.Lu Shangwen really didn't want to walk anymore, so he hired a boat.

Originally, the boatman paddled quietly, but halfway through he suddenly couldn't control his mouth and started talking nonsense, from the fish in the river to the little waves on Qionghua Street to his wife, Lu Shangwen didn't say anything. He revealed his family background completely.Lu Shangwen patiently listened to him for a long time, when the old man suddenly asked, "My lord, do you want to release the river lantern?"

River lamp?Isn't it for the dead?Lu Shangwen suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and asked, "Why did you put the river lantern?"

The boatman sighed, and said: "Actually, Qionghua Street is divided into upper and lower streets. Before the late emperor passed away, Qionghua Street only had the lower street, which is the road we drove to. It was specialized in selling Qionghua. Later A river is drawn here, and it appears on the street...all of them do that work."

Lu Shangwen: "I understand the truth, can you tell me the key points."

The boatman gave him a melancholy look and said, "When the late emperor passed away, a man jumped into this river."

Lu Shangwen was surprised: "Ah?!"

Lu Shangwen came to his senses and asked, "Why?"

"I don't know either." Said the boatman, "I was still a teenager at that time, and I was still struggling to get on the list. When I came back after failing the list, this happened. There was no bridge here before, but someone did it later. A bridge was built here. It is said that it is to commemorate the person who jumped into the river. The name of the bridge is his name. The custom of putting river lanterns here to pray also came later. My wish will come true because...that person is guarding me."

Fuck!Lu Shangwen thought, this is the rhythm of changing from the palace to supernatural powers!

Lu Shangwen pondered for a while, then asked, "What is this bridge... called?"

"It seems to be called..." The boatman tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember, "It seems to be called... What kind of bridge?"

"..." Lu Shangwen twitched helplessly, is this any different from not saying anything?

Lu Shangwen took the river lantern that the boatman took out from somewhere, wrote his wish, put it into the river, and watched it go with the waves.He looked at it for a while, but unconsciously shifted his gaze to the faces of passers-by standing on the bridge looking at the river. When he saw someone he knew, he chuckled and told the boatman to move there, and then put the mask on his face Moved, revealing his handsome and fair face.

He looked at the man standing on the bridge, saw his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes were so cold, but reflected his own face.He smiled at the man and said, "Aren't you coming down?"

The acquaintance Lu Shangwen met was Tang Yushu.After Tang Yushu boarded the boat, they didn't say much. Lu Shangwen didn't ask Tang Yushu's whereabouts, nor told him what happened to him.They were silent for a while, and Lu Shangwen asked suddenly: "Did you put the river lantern?"

Tang Yushu shook his head, and Lu Shangwen continued: "Then in order to save money, why don't you find the river lantern I just set up just now, how about you and I write it together?"

Tang Yushu stared at him for a while, then stood up.On the surface of the Lan River, wave your sleeves in the breeze.Tang Yushu stepped on the river with a few steps, and with only a flash, he held up a river lantern with the end of his sword and held it in front of Lu Shangwen.

Lu Shangwen looked at the river lantern without changing his face. The handwriting on it was still wet, and it was indeed his handwriting. He smiled and said, "Very good, you can write it."

Tang Yushu put away the sword and wrote his wish on it. When he released the river lantern, the boat had already arrived at the pier.They got off the boat, paid the money, and walked up the avenue down Qionghua Street.

The boatman was right, this place is indeed selling flowers, Lu Shangwen was able to ask for a scent that seemed to be absent just now on the boat, and the smell was even stronger when he got close to it.It was as if he wanted to soak his body and mind, stain him, and intoxicate him.

They walked in silence for a while, and Lu Shangwen suddenly said, "Just now... have you wished to read my writing?"

Tang Yushu paused, and replied: "No."

Only then did Lu Shangwen smile in relief, as if his silence just now was because he was worried about this, "That's fine, don't look at it, some wishes will not work if they are known."

Tang Yushu was even more silent.

He did see the words written on the river lantern.

He couldn't help suspecting that this was what Lu Shangwen wanted him to see on purpose.

It says:

—kill them all.

The author has something to say: After a winter vacation, my mind is full of conspiracies.

Don't guess how this article will develop, in fact, I don't know

☆、Chapter 34

It was late at night when they found an inn to stay.

Lu Shangwen asked for two rooms, and when he returned to the room, he ate, took a bath, and then fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up from the chaotic and weird dream, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sound of birds chirping was clear and pleasant.He lay down for a while, then got up to wash, had dinner with Tang Yushu, and then went back to the palace.

The days back to the palace were as usual, Lu Shangwen ate, slept and played chess. Recently, a parrot was brought into the palace with beautiful feathers. He could call himself "Tweety Tweety", so Lu Shangwen added the sport of walking birds in his daily life. Later, this parrot learned to call the emperor and Lu Lu. The emperor was taught by the concubines and servants outside, and Lu Lu was taught by Lu Shangwen, so sometimes this stupid bird would be very entangled, not knowing whether it was called Lu Lu. Lu Hao, it's better to be called the emperor.

There is no Tang Yushu, no Tangyushu, no Tangyushu.

He lived like an ordinary and pleasure-seeking emperor. The thick palace walls were like the walls of his mother's uterus, protecting him with toughness and warmth, without intrigue or dangerous thorns.

On the contrary, Li He kept running to him begging for a chess match, and he had to play chess with him because of Lu Shangwen's annoyance, and then he lost to a dog accidentally, and then Lu Shangwen shed two wide tears and trembled Set about another round.

At the end, Li Heku sighed in relief: "Only playing chess with the emperor can I get a bit of happiness, which is something I can't get from playing chess with others."

You lied, others said that you never lost in chess, you always won, is there any difference?

Then one day, Li Heku suddenly said very seriously after finishing playing chess: "Your Majesty, if you want to be Emperor, and you meet someone who is like a humble minister who relies on the old and sells the old, kill him."

At that moment, a row of swan geese passed through the sky, seemingly returning home with the setting sun.

Lu Shangwen knew what Li Heku meant, but he was doomed to be weak, to fall when the flames of war raged, so Li Heku's painstaking efforts were doomed to be fruitless.

He didn't answer Li Heku's words, but said after finishing the chess game: "Let's play again."

Li He's burning eyes seemed to be suddenly cooled by ice-cold water. He lowered his white-haired head and twisted the chess pieces to make a crisp sound on the chessboard, like a dull sigh in his heart. .

A few days later, Li Heku didn't come to play chess with him, and he approved the leave slip, but one or two interesting things were missing from Lu Shangwen's life.When he was so bored that he played chess with himself, he was surprised to find that playing chess had become his habit.

If there is one thing that becomes a habit of oneself after a long time, it must be extremely terrible.

And when he discovered this, Li Heku was already dead.

Li Heku came to him to play chess before he died.

At that time, Li Heku's face was pale, and his plump figure was like a withered old tree.He specially put on an official robe, the heavy and complicated official uniform was like a boulder, about to crush his back.

Li Heku looked at him, his hoarse voice was like a leaking balloon, and he said: "This humble minister is here to play chess with the emperor."

Perhaps frightened by his appearance of returning with a crane, Lu Shangwen hurriedly prepared tea and a chessboard.Li Heku took a sip of tea and put down the cup.He didn't come for tea.

Obviously absent-minded, Lu Shangwen won with his trembling chess piece.When he found that the chess game was dead because of his move, he didn't feel the pleasure of winning, but subconsciously raised his head and looked at Li Heku with slightly twinkling eyes.Li Heku's chess pieces are caught in a dilemma. No matter whether he is advancing or retreating, no matter which chess piece he moves, he will be defeated.

Li Heku didn't show the embarrassment or anxiety of being in trouble, if you look closely, you can still see a smile on his old face.

After Lu Shangwen gave birth, all his countermeasures had disappeared into the vast sea of ​​consciousness.There is no countermeasure for this situation, and there is a countermeasure, but he doesn't want to use it, and he can't use it.

"Don't look at Weichen with such sad eyes." Li Heku said, his voice was so dull that he seemed to be sighing, "It's just that I lost a game of chess, not a battle, and Weichen didn't lose anything. .not to mention..."

"...Besides, the emperor has made such progress, so he should be happy, why is this..." He took a sip of tea, and the lukewarm tea reached his throat, as if being boiled by firewood in an instant, the scalding heat melted his voice, "Indecision is not a good habit."

Lu Shangwen re-arranged the chess pieces, but did not answer.

"In these days, the emperor must often play chess with others... You see, a thing, no matter how difficult or simple it is, as long as it becomes a habit, it can be done very well."

"Just, at the same time, we must also think about our own habits. Take desire as an example, nothing is more like life than desire, but if desire becomes a habit, this person's life will definitely be riddled with holes."

Li Heku looked over with his burning eyes again, his eyes at this time were exactly the same as those when he made Lu Shangwen kill someone like him a few days ago.

"My lord, have you ever had a desire? What do you desire?"

At that moment, Lu Shangwen seemed to see a person, he was flirtatious when he was in red clothes, and he was cold and extraordinary when he was in white clothes.Is this what he desires?Lu Shangwen thought a little confused.

But he cannot be his desire.

Until the end of the game, Lu Shangwen failed to come up with his own answer.

It's like taking a child shopping in the market and asking him what he wants to buy, then the child will definitely tell you everything he wants. If you ask him what he wants most, he will hesitate for a long time. Pan's eyes kept lingering on the so-called desires around him, and in the end he couldn't find what he wanted and loved the most, so he would cry loudly.

At this time, Lu Shangwen's state of mind was the same as this, but different.

He quietly lost a game of chess without even drinking tea, and then he said: "Return you a game of chess."

Li Heku said goodbye with a wry smile and left.

His figure was too thin, it seemed that just a single carelessness might make this thin and elderly person go away.

On the second day, news of Li Heku's death came.

It is said that he got up early in the morning, and then walked to sit in front of the peonies that his late wife had planted herself. Even if someone passed by and bowed to him, he did not respond.

When someone discovered that he was abnormal, he was already dead, his body was stiff but still warm, his heart had stopped beating, but his eyes, which contained countless vicissitudes, were still open, as if he could see his eyelids before death. Shen Shen is struggling to open his eyes to look at these peonies.

It is said that when he was found dead, he looked at these beautiful peony flowers, but there was no smile on his face. It seemed that he still had one thing that had not been completed and could not be completed.

He just chose an uneducated nurturer, why bother, why bother.

He has borrowed too much time from the sky, but those who love him and like him hope that he can borrow another 500 years. They cried and burned Li Heku's body, and then followed Li Heku's suicide note on the desk Pour his ashes with his wife.

Lu Shangwen was dressed in white. He looked at the urn of Li Heku and his wife expressionlessly. It was obvious that his heart was so soft that it could not be easily beaten. Li Heku agreed to his evaluation when he was indecisive, but at this time he shed a tear. None dripped.

The prime minister is dead, Lu Shangwen thought.

In fact, it’s fine if he’s dead, because his beloved wife is still there underground. Li Heku once said that they agreed that as long as the other party dies first, they will wait for the other party until they are together, and they will hold hands together. Drink Mengpo soup, walk across the Naihe Bridge, and reincarnate together.

Li Heku always talked about these things, Lu Shangwen remembered Li Heku at that time, his face was full of longing, but he was a little bit disappointed.

Although they won't remember each other in their next life, as long as they can drink Mengpo soup together, it will be fine, even if it's just a fantasy.

Obviously Li Heku is dead, obviously the facts are in front of him, and obviously the urn is not far from him, but Lu Shangwen always feels that this is unreal.

Not long ago they were talking about chess, why did they die today?

Lu Shangwen thought in silence.

Many things will only become clear slowly with the passage of time.

It has been a long time since that incident, and Lu Shangwen gradually understood why Li Heku would suddenly enter the palace to play chess with him after he had been sick for many days, and then suddenly said so many words to him and showed such a disappointed expression towards him.

Lu Shangwen once raised a cat. The cat always seemed to have a sense before it died. When Lu Shangwen’s cat started to go on a hunger strike, it would always squat in front of the window and look at a place in the distance through the glass. Later, one night, it fell asleep soundly. Lu Shangwen was woken up by his cat, which was meowing softly in his ear, with twists and turns at the end.He just wanted to scratch the cat, but it seemed to be frightened, and it jumped and ran away.