【Execution】Order of Folding Flowers

There have been some rumors in the palace recently, saying that the one from Xiang Xutai, who has no medicine and stones, has suddenly woke up now, maybe it's a flashback.

Zhiming became furious when he heard this, and ordered Xiaopang to hang the broken-mouthed man in front of the Xuanwu Gate and beat him to make an example to others.

"Your Majesty has only been on the throne for a short time, and he is so cruel. I'm afraid it will be hard for you and me in the future." - Several old ministers who came over from the previous court shook their heads and walked away in a staggering manner.

"A disaster for the country and a demon?" Murongli couldn't help laughing when he heard Fang Ye imitate the way the Taifu scolded him.

"What's so funny?" Fang Ye was rather annoyed, it was clearly the King of Heaven's Quan himself who did the evil, so why should Murongli be charged with the crime of bringing disaster to the country?

"He put me under house arrest, what else can I do besides listening to these words and laughing?" When Murong Li said this, his brows and eyes were lifeless, like a puppet completely controlled by others.

Now in Xiang Xutai, except for Fang Ye, the rest are all obsessive people.Things were busy in the previous dynasty, Zhi Ming didn't come here often, but he didn't allow others to approach, so he ordered a few teams of armored soldiers to guard outside Xiang Xu's platform day and night.

Murongli didn't have much time to wake up, and he became tired after a long time, so Zhiming didn't allow Fang Ye to stay for a long time, only allowed him to come and talk to Murongli every day.

This day Zhiming left the morning court and headed towards Xutai all the way, as soon as he entered the hall, he saw Murongli with long hair and shawl sitting in front of the mirror in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

With one hand, he picked up the green wood comb that was placed aside, and with the other hand, he picked up Murongli's long hair, and carefully combed it for him.

Murongli thinks that Zhi Ming is probably crazy, he has never seen him so caring and gentle before, or maybe, but never to himself.

Looking in the mirror, Zhi Ming's downcast eyes are reflected in a serious look, the sharp-edged face is well outlined, handsome yet heroic.

"Has your Majesty thought about how to deal with this humble minister?" Murong Li asked calmly, as if he was not asking for death, but just asking about a rare and ordinary matter.

Zhi Ming's hand stopped and broke a few strands of his hair.

Murong Li didn't cry out for pain either, and still looked at Zhi Ming in the mirror with a smile on his face, only to see that he said with a rather unsightly expression: "Don't say such things anymore... I don't like it."

"What about Ali?"

"If you get bored, I will call him into the palace to accompany you." Zhi Ming pretended not to understand his question, and resumed his movements.

He was also served and grew up since he was a child, but he didn't know when he learned to tie people's hair.With a gentle movement of his fingers, he quickly arranged the hair crown for Murongli.

The crimson robe made people's complexion like snow, and even the lips were pale without a trace of color.He endured too much, exhausted all his efforts, and now he can only rely on the medicine stone to survive.

Zhi Ming sat down in front of him, forced a smile and said: "I treat you better, my king will accompany you out for a walk?"

"Your Majesty never did such boring things before."

Zhiming's face froze, and he took his hand and continued, "I will accompany you whatever you want in the future." At the end, he added, "As long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want."

"..." Murong Li stared at him intently, as if he was looking at some monster.

After being silent for a long while, Zhi Ming finally couldn't help stretching out his arms to hug Murong Li, buried his head on his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm probably really crazy..."

I thought you were crazy when you died in front of me...

I wish I could kill myself.

The world is full of ups and downs, and the more edges and corners there are, the easier it is to be hurt all over the body. If Zhiming is like this, so is Murongli.

"Your Majesty made a good move today." After Gongsun Qian was promoted to deputy prime minister, it was rare for him to find time to come to Zhiming to play a game.

The person sitting opposite held a black chess piece, concentrating on the situation, and after seeing the opponent's flaws, he dropped a move, raised his head and said, "What are you referring to?"

"The remnants of the past."

On that day, Yuxiu died, and even though there was turmoil in the past, at least under the instructions of Zhiming, the rebel party was wiped out, and Yuxiao was helped to ascend the throne, and signed a contract with Tianquan, and became a vassal state from then on.However, there are many capable people in Yuxuan, and some ants who have not been cleaned up take the opportunity to make trouble.

"I'll leave this matter to you, I don't worry."

Gongsun Qian choked on his words, almost crying without tears: "...Your Majesty, there is only one minister..." You have hundreds of people under your command, can you not always ask Weichen to do things alone?

"You didn't miss out on the immoral things that this king did back then." Zhi Ming looked at him with the corner of his mouth curled up, "Obviously you must be responsible for the matter of the night."

"..."

The minister was wronged, it was your majesty who wanted to take advantage of the queen with your black heart, but now you regret it and take your anger out on the humble minister...

Gongsun Qian glanced at him calmly: "I understand that the king still has a messy account to settle, so naturally he doesn't have the time to take care of such trivial matters."

He was referring to Murongli, and another little ancestor who was not easy to mess with in his own village.

As soon as these words came out, Zhiming was like a tiger whose tail was stepped on, but he was the one who did the wrong thing, and no one could blame him for this matter.

When Murong Li broke into Qinzheng Palace holding a wooden box, none of the guards dared to stop him.Nowadays, no one in the court knows that the two people who look like this, one is a disaster for the country and the other is for the people, neither of them can be offended.

Seeing him, Zhiming put down the work in his hands in surprise, and said: "The king has ordered a few days ago, if you want to see your brother, you can go directly."

Murong Li approached quickly, put the wooden box in his hand heavily in front of the Zhiming case, and said solemnly: "I'm looking for you."

Ever since Murongli returned to the palace, Zhi Ming's heart has been hanging in his throat at this moment.The eyes of the person in front of him were exceptionally determined, as before, Murong Li had always dared to love, dare to hate, and flaunted wantonly.

"It just so happens that this king also has something to say to you."

"you……"

"Listen to the king first."

Zhi Ming stood up in Murong Li's astonishment, walked in front of him and said solemnly, "You and I have known each other for more than ten years. This king confessed how much he liked you when he was young, and even thought about making you his rightful lord." , I will carry you through this life."

As Zhiming said, he paused for a moment, then continued to look at him and said, "There will be a night out, and the second day after you left, although your father ordered it, but this king acquiesced... This king feels ashamed of his actions." You were thinking of using Murong Li as a paving stone for you to enter the palace in the future..."

"You bastard..." Murong Li scolded.

"My king and him, although it wasn't out of mutual sympathy at first, but... this king now understands that I'm afraid it must be him in this life... Even if he hates me now, as long as he can guard him... To compensate him, this king will be willing to do so."

"A Li." Zhi Ming stood in front of him, clasped his arms and saluted him as a man, which is the most solemn etiquette of the Tianquan royal family, "This king apologizes to you. It is this king who wronged you... But I can't bear him anymore..."

Murong Li was stunned to listen to Zhi Ming's speech, and he came back to his senses after seeing him perform such a great gift, and hurriedly stopped him: "What's wrong with you, the matter between you and my elder brother has nothing to do with me?"

But is it true that you joked when you were young?

Although listening to what he said, there was a little loss in my heart, but it was replaced by joy in the blink of an eye.

Murong Li waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I knew that what is stolen is what is stolen, and sooner or later you will return to him."

"...What do you mean?" Zhi Ming was stunned.

What do you mean...stolen?

"Here." Murong Li picked up the wooden box on the table and stuffed it into his arms, "My elder brother's things, you can see for yourself."

Zhi Ming was suspicious, and slowly reached out to open the wooden box, and was shocked after seeing the contents clearly.

"……This is……"

The fingertips flicked lightly, and all kinds of pasts from more than ten years ago surfaced in an instant. For the first time, Zhiming's eyes were wet, and he murmured, "So it was him."

With the gentle brushing of fingertips, what Zhi Ming saw was a blood hosta quietly lying on the brocade.