little turtle in pocket

Ninety-six years.

This year's spring came late, and it was already March in Yangchun, when the branches were only slightly green.

Sitting in the carriage, looking out through the brocade curtain, the scenery along the way is still beautiful, but Zihao has completely lost the good mood he had last year.Originally thought that the marriage with Liang Guo would be as stable as a rock due to the arrival of the little nephew, and that annoying Wen Nuo also disappeared, and everything seemed to be developing in the direction he expected.

The world is impermanent!

Hearing King Chu's sigh again, General Wu finally couldn't help persuading him: "Your Majesty, you don't have to go if you don't want to. Originally, you don't need to work on welcoming the princess back to the country."

Zi Haohu glared at him: "Isn't it okay for me to meet with King Liang to discuss the country? General Wu, it seems that you don't need to work hard!"

Wu Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, your majesty cares about the country, how can a subject stop it? As the general of the Shangzhu Kingdom, I should accompany your majesty and share your worries!"

The baby face was puffed up with anger, and it looked more and more childish, not like the king of a country at all: "I'm afraid the reason you went to Liang country is Wen Nuo, the broom star, not the princess!"

Wu Ming glanced at the King of Chu, and replied calmly: "Isn't Your Majesty the same as me?" He opened the curtain and shouted to the coachman outside, "Stop the car, Your Majesty wants to rest!"

The coachman let out a groan, and the carriage stopped.

The king of Chu took a picture of the tea table in the car, and the teacup was overturned on the floor, with water stains all over the floor: "Wu Ming, you are so brave!"

General Wu frowned, with indescribable coercion in his expression: "Your Majesty, over the years, you should understand that Xiao Nuo is my bottom line, please don't touch him casually!"

Zihao laughed angrily: "What did I do to him? I made it sound like I had committed some heinous crime! Who is he, that he is your bottom line? Can you tell who is close to whom?"

"Your Majesty." Wu Ming stood up suddenly and knelt down on one knee at Zihao's feet, "As a subject, Wu will never betray the country. If Xiao Nuo does anything that endangers Chu and His Majesty, I will be the first I can't spare him! But now, he is just an orphan who has no one to rely on and has been bullied all the time, and Wu has no way to protect him, and he is already burnt inside, please forgive me for your feelings!"

After staying for a long time, Zi Hao laughed dryly: "Don't call him so pitiful, he deserves what he gets! Besides, the king of Liang has a deep affection for him, and the supreme ruler of a country abandoned his wife and son for him. What else can he complain about?"

Wu Ming bowed his head in thought, and replied coldly: "The love of King Liang may not be what he wants."

"Then what do you think he wants? You?" Zi Hao jumped up violently, forgetting that he was in the car, and his head was hit by the roof of the carriage. Unrequited love, I have never seen unrequited love to the extent of you! Even if that bastard has the slightest affection for you, after you rescued him back then, three years would not have passed in vain!"

Wu Ming's eyelids twitched, and the masseter muscle next to his cheeks protruded obviously, but he didn't answer Li Zihao's words, but stood up silently, and ordered out of the car: "Let's go."

The wheels creaked and turned, and the convoy continued on.The pale golden sunset in the distance hides the rolling mountains in the sky, and the end of the road cannot be seen.

The wind suddenly picked up and wrinkled a pool of spring water.A few pink peach blossoms were flying in the air, and finally tired, they fell to the water.

This poetic and picturesque scene was broken by an awkward laugh, Zheng Zhi squatted down beside the meditating master, Qiqi Ai asked: "Master, you have been by this pond for a long time, are you hungry?"

The corridor leader who was meditating had no choice but to let out a long breath, opened his eyes and looked at the apprentice: "What's the matter?"

The Taoist leader was probably a little hungry, he pulled a reed stem and chewed it in his mouth, and asked inarticulately: "The master is here again, what are you asking for such trouble to come to the temple?" ah?"

The corridor leader nodded: "General Xiaowen agrees to see him?"

"See!" Zheng Zhi stopped chewing the grass stalks, and squatted on the stone by the water with his mouth in his mouth and his hands sleeved, looking like a bulky big bird. The two of them are stuck in their hearts!"

"The deeper the love, the more painful it will be when the fate is over!" The corridor sighed and stood up, "Master's time is running out, and the future will depend on you and General Xiao Fang."

Zheng Zhi's expression froze: "Huh?"

The corridor chief didn't seem to want to explain, but instead asked, "General Xiao Fang didn't come this time?"

Just as Zheng Zhi was about to answer, a twelve or thirteen-year-old Taoist priest rushed over in a panic and shouted, "Taoist priest! Taoist priest is not good!"

"Nonsense! What's wrong with Daoist!" Zheng Zhi also stood up, with his hips on his hips, and scolded, "Can you talk?"

The little Taoist was so anxious that his face flushed, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva: "No, no, it's that one, that Chu man came to Guanli!"

"What?!" The head of the corridor was shocked, "Where are they?"

"Is my mother's family here to find fault?"

Zheng Zhi's words made the corridor chief stop, and he turned around and gave him a hard look: "Don't talk nonsense later!"