Daoist, I am not fragrant!

"What is anger?" Hu Yanjue hurriedly asked after hearing this.

"It's the breath of the living." Li Bizhi looked at Zhong Tang who was still leaning on his arm, and then said, "The more people gather here, the more the breath of the living. It is still a living soul, and will be instinctively attracted by the aura of a living person."

"In this way, he can be forcibly recalled."

"But how can it be enough?" Hu Yanjue frowned and looked out the window. At this moment, there are nearly 200 Kaimingwei and Xili people inside and outside the Jinghua Building. Is this still not enough?

Zhong Tang also raised his head slightly, and looked at Li Bizhi questioningly. Li Bizhi shook his hand, and after thinking for a while, he said to Hu Yanjue, "It's like the day you enter the city."

That's more than just a large number of people, it's like gathering the whole city.

Unexpectedly, Hu Yanjue didn't hesitate, just nodded and said: "Okay...it's not difficult."

"Your Emperor Da Chong has already decided to give me a marriage with King Duan. On the wedding day, this place will definitely be lively again."

Zhong Tang was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that King Duan was proclaimed into the palace today for the purpose of bestowing a marriage.

In this way, he hoped that King Duan would agree earlier, so that he could rescue Aji sooner; but he also hoped that King Duan would not agree, because once he agreed to marry the princess, he would completely disappoint Aji.

"Brother, do you think that Prince Duan will marry Hu Yanjue?" After a whole day and night of tossing, on the way back, Li Bizhi asked Wu Chunxie for a carriage.

The two of them sat in the car for not long, and with the shaking of the car, Zhong Tang finally recovered from his sleepiness, and slipped lazily into Li Bizhi's arms, holding onto the last few strands of his life. Qingming asked.

Li Bizhi raised his hand to gently caress Zhong Tang's sleepy, reddened eyes, then took off his robe, covered the person in his arms, wrapped his arms around his back and said in a low voice, "Maybe not."

Satisfied, Zhong Tang was surrounded by Li Bizhi's smell, huddled in the robe, his fair face lightly rubbed against the back of Li Bizhi's hand, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "How do you know, senior brother?" Won't?"

How Duan Wang will choose, Li Bizhi really doesn't know, but what he knows is that Zhong Tang has been thinking about A Ji recently.At this moment, I just want him to relax a bit and get a good night's sleep.

Sure enough, before he could make up another reason, Zhong Tang buried himself in his chest and fell into a deep sleep.

Li Bizhi lowered his head, sighed softly, and then hugged Zhong Tang tighter in his arms.

It was unexpected, but it seemed reasonable, that evening, gossip spread in the palace, saying that Prince Duan really "resisted the marriage".

"What do you believe in anti-marriage and not anti-marriage? You believe in such bastards." When the autumn moon rose, Wen Weishang Yu Guanzhong, guiding his disciples to study evening classes.

It was rare for Zhong Tang to suppress the estrangement between him and him, and he dragged Li Bi forward to ask about King Duan.

"If it's not anti-marriage, then what is it?"

Wen Wei didn't even want to look at Zhong Tang more, but he was still attached to his own floating dust, and said calmly: "It's because I have been watching the sky at night recently, and the fate of King Duan and Princess are not compatible."

Zhong Tang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized: "Is it because of the recent disagreement of fate, or is it that the fate of these two people has always been at odds?"

Wenwei didn't say anything this time, but Zhong Tang also understood the meaning... For things like celestial phenomena, the explanation is naturally in Wenwei's hands.

In fact, according to Wang Duan's original intention, he should be bitten to death, which means that they are always inconsistent, but Wenwei doesn't think so——

Duan Wang is not a long-term son, and although his mother's family is helpful, it is also very mediocre.If he wanted to fight for the throne, wouldn't it be important for him to marry Xili this time?

Even if there are other reasons, but this time King Duan refused to marry, after all, it was because of A Ji.

Wenwei cannot change King Duan's decision, but he wants to always leave a way out, hoping that King Duan can wake up from this love.

As far as Zhongtang is concerned, he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. Li Bizhi said in the car that day that King Duan would not marry the princess, and he knew in his heart that Li Bizhi was probably coaxing himself, but he didn't want to be married to the princess now. Duan Wang really did this...

What needs to be said has already been said, Wenwei didn't want to talk to him too much, so he turned around and went to train his disciples again.

Zhong Tang watched Wenwei walk away, just now he pulled Li Bizhi's sleeve, and asked quietly: "Then what should we do? If King Duan doesn't marry Hu Yanjue, how will he get angry?"

Unexpectedly, Li Bizhi was not in a hurry, he just touched Zhong Tang's slightly thin shoulders under his red clothes: "Wait a minute, Hu Yanjue will find a solution."

It really happened as he said, a few days later on the queen's birthday, there was a grand banquet in the palace, and Princess Xili, who was still in Lin'an, also went to pay her respects.

And this time, she took the opportunity to talk with Duan Wangmi for a long time, but the next day, when the Golden Crow Monastery played the astrology again, she said that the astronomy had changed, and this marriage was a happy marriage.

Emperor Li Jinghong was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately gave him a marriage in the hall.And because the envoys of Xili had been in Dachong for nearly a month, and the things used for marriage were prepared by the Ministry of Rites long before the princess entered the city.

Under the impetus of so many causes and effects, the wedding day was finally set on the eighth day of November.

Since the wedding date was set, with Wu Chunxie's cooperation, Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi sneaked into the Jinghua Building many times, and finally decided to set up an array on the golden jade platform on the top of the building, waiting for the whole city to congratulate that night. When the spirit of life is at its fullest, he casts spells to attract the soul of Ah Ji.

During this period, the days seemed to go by very quickly. Zhong Tang would sometimes squat on the golden jade platform, resting his chin on Li Bizhi's formation.Sometimes he would go to the building and chat with Hu Yanjue about things related to the Xili Desert.

Since he was forced out of his original form last time, he always dreamed about some afterimages of the past, most of which were trivial things with Li Bizhi when he was young, but there were also endless desert scenery.

He sometimes felt that those memories were too fragmented, so vague that he couldn't grasp them.But sometimes he felt that every day he remembered more than the past, and even just needed an opportunity to remember everything.

Another time, when he went to call for Yan Jue, he accidentally saw Duan Wang's figure through the golden red veil lifted by the wind.

Zhong Tang was a little surprised at first, but in the dark, he felt that King Duan's appearance here was not something to be surprised at.

Because Ah Ji is here.

At that time, King Duan was just standing by the window, a little distance from the jade bed where Ah Ji was sleeping.

No one stopped him from approaching, but he just stopped there, watching neither far nor near.

Maybe because he noticed Zhong Tang's footsteps, Duan Wang turned his head to look at him, with the blankness in his eyes that had never been revealed in front of A Ji.

"Is he really Aji?" It seemed to be muttering to himself, or asking Zhong Tang.

Zhong Tang didn't know whether he should answer, but after a long while, he realized that King Duan's gaze had not moved away, so he said, "Is he Aji, can Your Highness not recognize him?"

Such words are a bit absurd. Now Aji has completely transformed into Hu Yanjue's appearance by using the mantra of the pipa, and is sleeping motionless on the jade bed. How can he recognize it with the mortal eyes of Duan Wang Woolen cloth.

But Zhong Tang just felt that he should and had to recognize it, and if this was the case, it would not be considered a disappointment to A Ji's painstaking efforts.

"Yes, he is here, how could I not recognize him." For the first time in several days, Duan Wang took steps, walked slowly to the side of the jade bed, and lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping man.

"He has been with me since he was less than ten years old. For so many years—how could I not recognize him for so many years?"

Zhong Tang's eyes moved slightly, there was no outsider at the moment, and the affection in Duan Wang's eyes no longer needed to be disguised.

He slowly bent down, wrapped a strand of Ah Ji's hair between his fingers, and said slowly, "I didn't treat him well."

At first, maybe it was good. At that time, the youthful friendship always overflowed from my heart involuntarily. I thought it was well hidden, but even if I could hide it from others, how could I hide it from my mother.

Gradually, he began to discover Concubine Qing's actions towards A Ji, and the several attacks almost cost A Ji half his life.He has struggled and resisted, but he finally understands that in this deep palace, in this royal family, everyone cannot escape their fate.

What's more, at that time, he was not yet full-fledged.

From time to time, he learned to endure, and accepted the road of fighting for the reserve that Concubine Qing said, in exchange for Aji being able to stay by his side safely.

He silently opened the distance between the two, just hoping that this would make Ah Ji more stable.

And Ah Ji, always sensible, never asked or told, accepted his good things calmly in the past, and now accepts his bad things calmly.

Only those light blue eyes reminded him all the time what he wanted.

Zhong Tang listened silently to Duan Wang's self-narration, the sunset was gradually setting, and the autumn wind was blowing on his scarlet clothes, which inevitably felt a little chilly.

But soon, the wind was blocked by a dark blue robe, Zhong Tang felt the warmth on his shoulders, turned his face slightly and saw Li Bizhi coming to his side.

Duan Wang also turned his gaze to look at the figure of the two close together in the afterglow of the setting sun, finally let go of the limp lock of hair, and slowly held A Ji's cold but real hand.

The author has something to say:

Today, because of work, I drove to several very strange villages at night. There were no street lights and almost no passers-by at night.

At this time, a bunch of rural ghost stories popped into my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I became

The short cowardly duck finally perverted in silence

感谢在2020-10-0823:50:48~2020-10-1023:57:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: um. 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!