【Execution】Order of Folding Flowers

That night Zhiming had a dream, the long embankment on both sides greeted willows, only a red shadow stood on the bank, but no matter what he called, that person never looked back.

When he woke up from the dream, Zhi Ming subconsciously pulled his hand to his side, but there was nothing.

"..."

Murong Li.

Zhi Ming hugged his head in dismay, the memory of Murong Li's departure yesterday still echoed in his mind, but he never looked back.

"Is Your Majesty willing?" Gongsun Qian asked him like this.

What if you are not satisfied?

The scars made by this king himself... Although I know that this life may not be able to make up for it, but I only hope that he will have no more regrets in this life.

"Go and protect him, it's good to be in the dark... don't disturb him."

After several nights of sleepless nights, Zhi Ming ordered the dark guards to be summoned to escort Murong away all the way.

Ever since Zhi Ming announced that Murong Li was seriously ill, more and more papers were written in the court to learn about the new king and concubine.Zhi Ming became furious and told everyone to go back and think about their mistakes behind closed doors, while he locked himself in Xiang Xu Terrace and refused to go out.

"Kings?"

The food in the dining room was hot and hot, Xiao Pang walked around outside Xiang Xu Terrace a few times, gritted his teeth and knocked on the door, "You should eat some food at least."

I lay on the door and listened for a long time, but there was still no response.

How long has it been?

Xiaopang's heart was swayed, and he was only fined left and right, so he pushed the door open and entered——

I saw that there was no one in the hall, and since the queen left, all the objects were left intact.

Xiaopang panicked, when did the king disappear?This is how to do?He will definitely be cleaned up by the Taifu!

Looking at Xiaopang who came in a hurry in private, Gongsun Qian put down the mountain of memorials in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty...you should be looking for your sweetheart."

ah?Fatty froze in place.

Let's say that Murongli went all the way to the southwest, and arrived at the border of Yaoguang in a few days.

"Brother! Brother!"

After the group of people stopped for a while, Murong Li came out from nowhere, and dragged Murong away to a distance, "Come on! I'll show you something good!"

Geng Chen, Ye Xiao and the others looked at each other in pairs, and followed curiously. They walked around a hillside and saw the whole sea of ​​flowers.

It turned out that several people had already arrived at Yu Qionglin, where Murong Li passed by on his way back to the country last time.

"Let's just stay here and rest for a few days!" Murong Li looked at his elder brother excitedly.

Murongli watched him play around, so he could only smile and said: "Okay."

The group of people found a nearby inn to rest, and when the night was getting darker, a figure quietly came out from the back door of the inn.

Gusts of evening wind blew past, intertwined with moonlight and insects, Murongli looked back, sighed slightly, turned and left in a hurry.

Along the way, the night was quite thick, and all kinds of Qinlou and Chu halls were very lively, and some people who saw his beautiful appearance stood at the corner of the street and waved to him.

Murong Li smiled slightly, and continued to move forward, turning around the intersection of South Lane, there was a carriage parked, waiting for him for a long time.

"Let's go..."

Murong Li leaned against the car, lost the strength to open his eyes for the last time, his eyes gradually blurred, leaving only darkness.

Day two.

Murong Li, who didn't see his brother, turned the inn upside down, and finally Geng Chen stopped him and took out the letter left by Murong Li.

"...What does this mean?" Murong Li frowned.

"I don't know where the young master has gone. He explained before he left, and we will be separated from now on, and there will be no future."

"You won't stop him?" Murong Li said angrily, "He is so ill, are you letting him die?!"

Geng Chen and Ye Xiao looked at each other and shook their heads together.

Geng Chen said: "My lord, he has his own plans, we can't make decisions for him."

He never knew what he wanted.

Half a month later, an inconspicuous carriage slowly entered the city of Xunsu, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated small house.

"Mr. Murong, we are here." The groom shouted to the people in the carriage. Hearing this, the curtain of the carriage was slowly pulled open, revealing a forearm as snowy as jade, and then a fairy-like Lang came out from inside. Jun—it is Murongli.

"Thank you."

After Murong Li thanked the coachman, he raised his foot and opened the door to enter, and he saw a desolation.Because it is dilapidated and deserted, this small house looks extraordinarily empty, when Murongli bought it from the head of the household, he didn't think about it.

Murongli didn't do much inspection, he found a random room and rested.

"Rong'er..."

He fell into a deep sleep, and vaguely seemed to hear Zhiming's voice, which was far and near, and gradually dissipated in the wind.

I'm afraid it's really crazy.

"..." In a trance, Murong Li stretched out his hand to grab the figure in front of him, and just when his fingertips touched the temperature, he was grabbed.

Murong Li laughed at himself, thinking, how could he be here?

"Zhi Ming..." Murong Li read out the name in a daze, and a figure with distinct eyebrows and eyes slowly appeared in front of his eyes, "I'm tired."

"Hmm..." Zhi Ming held him in his arms, his voice hoarse, "Go to sleep... I'm here."

The person in his arms fell asleep with his eyes closed, and because of the warmth of Zhiming's body, he unconsciously slid into it, and the two-color robes, one black and one red, gradually intertwined together.