【Execution】Order of Folding Flowers

Let's say that after the Kusu rebellion was cleared up that day, under the order of Murongli, the black armored cavalry brought by Zhiming killed the remaining assassins on the spot. As for the national teacher, Murongli hanged him and threw his body At the mass graves, no one is allowed to collect them.

After dealing with all the affairs, Murongli fell down again.

All the officers and soldiers of Tianquan looked at each other in blank dismay, unexpectedly, the emperor and empress were almost folded in after a sudden encounter.

After bidding farewell to Yu Xiao, the new owner of Xi'an, the team set off in a mighty way, and headed north all the way after leaving Xi'u.

"Ronger?"

"Rong'er..."

Ronger Ronger? "

Zhiming wanted to put these two words on his lips, but no matter how he called Murongli, he still refused to open his eyes to look at him.

It's not that Murong Li still refuses to forgive him, it's just that this person seems to have changed, sticking to him and chattering all day long.Murong Li was already feeling tight in his chest, but this made him even more irritable, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and ignored him.

Seeing that he turned a deaf ear, Zhiming was so bored that he could only read a book to relieve his boredom. When he moved too violently, he let out a "hiss" in pain.

Zhi Ming lifted his eyes, and sure enough, Murong Li had already opened his eyes and looked towards this side worriedly.

"It hurts." Zhi Ming sat closer and took the opportunity to wipe Murong Li's waist.

"..."

Zhiming smiled and said, "I don't know, since when did you know martial arts?"

"... When I was young, I learned a few tricks to make myself look bad, just in case I died in the hands of the king's hidden guards..." Murongli glanced sideways at Zhiming when he said this.

"..."

The stupid things I did when I was young, I'm afraid I can't finish the old scores.

"My king will protect you from now on."

There seemed to be something flowing in his eyes, resolute and fiery, reflecting Murongli's gentle and tender side face.

"The humble minister is weak, why should the king..."

"To this king, you are everything." Zhi Ming interrupted him, slightly closed his palm, and carefully held his hand.

"But if one day, the humble minister goes..."

"Even if you have to leave one day, this king will sleep with you and never give up."

"This king lost you for more than ten years, and finally found you back, so I won't let you go."

Murong Li smiled, his eyes wet: "Idiot."

Isn't it?Stupid, downright stupid.

Once young and frivolous, Zhiming was reckless and self-willed, misunderstood the affection for more than ten years, regretted the use of it for three years, but finally got Murongli's fulfillment.

"Let's go home."

Zhi Ming smiled, interlocking fingers with Murong Li.Those entanglements of grievances and resentments in the past were all crushed in the wind one by one.

【Fanwai·First Snow】

This is the first year of snow falling after Murongli returned to Tianquan.

The cold wind was wrapped in plain snow, and it fell all over the entire royal city, without any other color, just like this, it decorated the whole of Murongli's eyes.

Yu Qiong, who was defeated outside Xiangxu's stage, was covered under the snow, and only a few afterimages were vaguely seen.Murongli raised his hand to sweep away the snow covering the upper layer, exposing the stump roots buried in the soil, and sighed softly.

The weather was so cold that the few traces of warmth left on his body dissipated in the air with the white steam exhaled from his mouth and nose.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed Murongli's hand and brought it into his arms.The visitor walked without making a sound, so Xu deliberately restrained his movements for fear of disturbing the scene in front of him.

Murongli turned around, and sure enough, he met Shang Zhiming's concerned face, with a bit of feigned anger, and only heard him say: "You are not in good health, why did you come out to have a shower?" After speaking, he moved Murongli to his side Pulling closer, he kept rubbing his hands.

"Where is it so hypocritical? I'm not a little girl." Murong Li said with a smile, "Tianquan hasn't had such a heavy snowfall in many years..."

"Hmm..." Zhi Ming responded casually, reached out to take the fox fur handed over by the little eunuch beside him, put it on Murong Li, and then hugged him in his arms, then he felt relieved a little, and said, "These days are getting better and better. I'm cold, remember to dress more..."

Looking at Zhi Ming's busy work, Murong Li couldn't help feeling deeply moved, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhi Ming straightened his clothes for him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Murong Li looking at him with a smile from the corner of his eyes, just like Yan Xuesheng came into his eyes in those three springs, making people unable to look away.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhi Ming teased him.

Murongli was not annoyed, Ren Zhiming slightly hooked his fingertips, caressing the skin of his chin.

"Your Majesty looks more and more like the Tai Tuo, nagging..." Murongli said, seeing Zhiming's smile deepened, he stopped joking——

This person is always like this, his eyes can't hide anything.

At first, when he first brought Murongli back, he was always cautious, pampered and coaxed, trying his best to please others.Little did he know that those eyes had betrayed him long ago——

In the tens of thousands of eyes that Murongli secretly looked at him before, there was never such affection.

Swiping everyone away, Zhi Ming dragged him into the pavilion to enjoy the snow.

Murongli's body has been drained of painstaking efforts in those few years, and he is depressed and heartbroken. The life he snatched back from the front line of life and death must be taken care of even if he is as carefree as Zhiming. Don't dare to make a mistake.

Zhiming ordered people to burn enough earth dragons, and sent craftsmen to add a few more barriers to Xiangxutai earlier.

This is the highest place in the royal city, and you can see the whole royal city in your eyes, so you can even see the beautiful scenery covered in plain snow.

"If you like it, can I send someone to bring more snow to Xiang Xutai?" Zhi Ming held him in his arms, and warmed him carefully with a Tang Po.

"...It doesn't have to be like this." Murong Li shook his head - he was determined to ascend to the throne by means of thunder, and since then he has greatly displeased his former ministers by implementing the new policy, and it is really inappropriate to blame him for these trivial matters. Let's talk about it.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Zhiming's heart ached inexplicably, and he secretly cursed himself that he was deceived by lard in the past, so he could do such wrong things that were condemned by God.

"My lord..." Zhi Ming squeezed Murongli's hand, interlocked his fingers, and said in a muffled voice, "What do you like? This lord can give it to you... as long as you are happy."

Murong Li was taken aback, and looked up at him.

Just like when Yu Qionghua first met Yan Shang, he asked: "A Li, what are you thinking?" Zhi Ming never could see what Murong Li was thinking, so he could only guess, guess his mind to save others, guess his scheming schemes , but he would never use those things on himself, and later Zhiming couldn't even guess what he was thinking.

Murong Li smiled, threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "The one I like, the king has already given it to me."

Zhi Ming was speechless, and after being at a loss for a while, he hugged him tightly.

A few snowflakes floated into the pavilion, were melted into water by the warmth, evaporated and disappeared after a while.Outside Xiang Xu's stage, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, covering up the lively words under the snow.

——Soon, it will be the end of the year.

【Special episode · Lantern Festival】

Three thousand lamps in the dream, looking back and knowing you

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The Lantern Festival is a time for rejoicing and celebrating the Lantern Festival.As usual, the annual Shangyuan Lantern Festival is held in Wangchengli. Red and fiery lanterns are hung on both sides of the market.Going further to West Street, there is a team of dragon and lion dancers, beating gongs and drums, and full of voices, which is very lively.

Among the crowd, there were two people in black clothes and red clothes walking side by side, Zhi Ming took Mu Rongli's hand, carefully protecting him from being crowded by the crowd.

"Why is your majesty suddenly interested in viewing the lanterns?" Murongli turned back to hold Zhiming, the warmth from those hands seemed extraordinarily hot in this watery night.

"Seeing that you are always bored in the hall and don't come out for a walk..." Zhi Ming stood around to look at him, and Murong Li also stopped.

The two moved to the side of the bridge. On the river winding away under the bridge, there were bright and dazzling stars, which were hundreds of river lanterns, carrying wishes away with the water.

"If you feel bored, send someone to find me." Zhi Ming weighed the fox fur for him, "Tell me what you want to do, and I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

Seeing his appearance, Murongli couldn't help but smile gradually on the corners of his mouth, and gradually his whole body was like a warm sun: "When the king goes to the court, he should listen to the teachings of the adults, and don't go in a hurry when the sun is high... I If you have nothing to do, you will find some books to read, what are you doing to move all the memorials to Xiang Xutai?"

Murongli began to scold him, if Zhiming was "diligent in government and loving the people" in the days when he first came to the throne, but later on he became more and more outrageous, wishing he could stick to Murongli.

It's not that he doesn't want to go out, it's because Zhi Ming is pestering him so much that he has no choice.

Murongli hadn't finished counting him down, so Zhiming interrupted with a smile: "Isn't there a saying - Furong tent warms up the spring night, from now on the king will not go to court early..."

Murong Li's face burned when he heard that, he hurriedly stopped him: "Your Majesty is talking nonsense again."

"Nothing." Zhi Ming secretly pecked the corner of his mouth while no one was paying attention, and then smiled triumphantly, "This king loves to watch you."

The surrounding candles are as bright as daylight, shining on Zhiming's face, with an indescribably tender and caring love.

Suddenly, crackling firecrackers sounded not far away, and then gongs and drums rang together, and a lion dance team began to come alive, flipping up and down, and applauded all around.

Seeing that Murong Li was quite interested, Zhi Ming hugged him and squeezed into the crowd.

When the people next to them saw the intimate behavior of the two young people, they understood the relationship between the two, so they generously gave them a seat.

The folk customs of Tianquan are simple and honest, since the man from Xindi Na took over, the common people feel that there is nothing wrong with it.Rumors even said that the Queen's appearance is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is very affectionate with King Zhiming.Since the emperor and empress ruled the world, the country has been safe and prosperous, and the people naturally do not hold an averse attitude towards such things.

Zhi Ming tilted his head to look at him for a while, then looked down at him, and asked, "Do you like this?"

Murong Li smiled but said nothing, looked at Zhi Ming with a smile on his face, then turned his eyes away to look at the play lion seriously.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhi Ming was so curious that he grabbed his palm and scratched it gently.

"I think this big lion looks like the king..." Murong Li whispered in his ear.

Like me?why?Zhi Ming was puzzled, and then he heard Murong Li laughing, "It looks so stupid, so resembling."

Zhi Ming pretended to be angry, and said seriously: "The big lion will go back and eat your little fox tonight."

Murong Li laughed out loud when he heard this, which attracted the eyes of the people around him.He was good-looking, and people couldn't take their eyes off such a smile. Gradually, there were more eyes around him.

Zhi Ming frowned slightly, so he pulled Murong Li away from the crowd.

"Come on tomorrow, Ben Wang will find you a troupe dancing lion!"

Murongli didn't know why he was awkward again, he refused to go back, and dragged Murongli to guess the lantern riddles.

"You two gentlemen, guess the lantern riddle?"

Rows of delicate paper lanterns are hung with fan noodles on them, and if you guess correctly, you can win.

Zhi Ming glanced at it, picked out a lantern in the shape of an epiphyllum, glanced at it, handed it to Murong Li and said with a smile: "Rong'er is smart, then guess what it is?"

Murongli looked down: "The answer to the riddle is the word 'out'."

The bright fire lights are connected, and the reunion on New Year's Eve every year, and the word "out" is obtained by removing the head and the tail in twos.

The old man who sold the lantern riddles was all smiles, and he praised Murongli for being smart, and he could see through the riddles at a glance.

Then Zhi Ming and Murong Li, they came and went, they guessed all the lantern riddles on the old man's stand.

"It's boring, it's too simple."

Zhi Ming ignored the sad look on the old man's face, threw him an ingot of gold, and then pulled Murong Li to the front, leaving only the man in the night holding the gold and smiling all over his face.

Facing the lake in front, you can see tens of thousands of lights slowly rising in the vast night sky, which is quite magnificent when you look around.

"My lord...has never acted like an ordinary person before...Celebrating festivals with his family..." Zhi Ming lost his mind for a moment and said.

That was something I didn't even dare to think about a long time ago.

"Neither have I." Murongli consciously placed his palm in his hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers tightly, "I will have it in the future."

Zhiming looked down at him and smiled, "Mmm", and said: "...forever."

Murong Li smiled slightly, looked at him as well, and nodded slightly: "En."

lifetime.

family.

【Fanwai·Folding Flowers】

It was the first time that Zhi Ming saw Murongli's appearance like this. He had faded away from the fiery red clothes in the past, and was wearing a snow robe. There was only a slight coldness under his eyebrows and eyes.

Murong Li smiled at him and stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty."

"The courtiers are playing again today?" Murong Li's fingers touched his brows, gently smoothing away the worries on his brows, "Your Majesty should find some more lovers..."

... If I am not here, you have to live well.

Mu Rongli didn't say anything, but was interrupted by Zhi Ming, who took his wandering hand, kissed his fingertips lightly, and said: "Don't talk nonsense."

He has always been self-controlled in matters of love, and he is reluctant to hurt him.But maybe it's because he knows his fate is uncertain, Murong always loves to cling to him when he has a whim.

It's like... a moth to a flame.

"Whoever dares to mention that matter again, this king will send those beauties to his mansion." Zhi Ming held his hand and refused to let go, and said with a smile, "It's my honor to have you fall in love with me." , dare not bear the burden."

Ever since Murongli returned to the country with him, this man has said one thing after another about his love.

"Rong'er..."

The two hadn't been tender for a few days, now seeing Murongli snickering beside him, Zhiming looked at his sweetheart and couldn't help being moved, so he called him very affectionately.

"Ok?"

Only then did Murong Li respond, and he saw Zhi Ming approaching him very quickly, before letting go of his hand with one hand, the other hand went around his back to hold his waist, and gently pulled him into his arms, the two of them were chest-to-belly Sticking, Zhi Ming bit his lip, and then greedily licked it.

The body fluid intersected, and the tongue broke into the mouth inch by inch, plundering Murongli's breath, wishing to tear apart the bones.In the intertwining of breaths, it is unknown who gasped first, and the atmosphere in the hall began to calm down.

Zhiming was still not satisfied after eating a lot, and began to explore down the road with ease, kissing his shoulder and neck all the way, spraying all the warm breath, scorching and scalding.

"Murongli, you are really my king's nemesis."

As Zhi Ming said, he sucked his Adam's apple down, and swipe the tip of his tongue, feeling his temperature bit by bit.

"Hmm... ah..." Murong Li began to moan distraughtly.

Zhi Ming always seems to be able to find his sensitive spots accurately, and then, like teasing a cat, it makes his heart itch, but he can't stop.

"Hurry up... Hurry up." Murongli urged, feeling deeply moved, his body was already out of control, and he began to tremble slightly in response to Zhiming's movements.

After some lingering, the clothes of the two of them faded away at some point, leaving only a few balls of black and white robes under the couch.

Murongli's body line is very beautiful.Different from Zhiming's slender and strong figure, he is too thin, his waist seems to be a whole lot, and it is so full that he can hold it, and he is afraid that it will be broken with a strong hand.

"Rong'er, spread your legs..."

Looking at the jade body under him, Zhiming felt a fire burning in his throat, his eyes turned red, his voice was hoarse and low, and he coaxed, "Open it more..."

In front of his eyes, it was as if a beautiful plum blossomed in full bloom in the three springs of white snow, fully unfolding under his body.This kind of beautiful scenery, this kind of Murongli, is his obsession.

To possess him fiercely, possess them all!

Zhi Ming's hand, which was originally kneading the two red beans, began to linger down bit by bit along the beautiful and charming chest and abdomen, and then went to the back acupoint.

His fingers were slender and well-proportioned, and Murongli moaned uncomfortably when a fingertip pierced lightly.One more, two more, the three fingers stand side by side and slightly curved, expanding in the warm intestinal wall.

The expanded acupoint began to secrete fluid under the rubbing of fingers, Zhi Ming pulled out his finger, and sent the huge thing standing upright under him into it.

"Uh... come in, come in."

The huge thing was thick and scary, and finally squeezed into the front with great difficulty, opening a hole in the back hole, so that it can move forward more easily.

Zhiming is always worried about hurting him, and Gu is always careful about his love affairs.Even after being expanded, the back acupoint is still struggling to swallow the thick penis, and there is only heart-piercing pain when entering.

Murongli wraps his legs around his waist, and tries to open them as far as possible so that Zhiming can enter more smoothly.The moment the penis was completely submerged, Murongli felt that he was filled again, and his body was also full, leaving only Zhi Ming alone.

He tried his best to open his eyes, taking into account the seriousness in Zhi Ming's eyes at the moment, and then saw him start to move again.

Zhi Ming dragged his waist, and slowly pushed himself to the deepest point, then pulled out the whole root, and then pushed it in again, repeatedly pumping and pushing.His penis was hot and firm, and with the heightened desire, he began to speed up, repeatedly rolling over the intestinal wall and hitting Mu Rongli's sensitive spots again and again.

Even though he had intercourse with body and mind many times, Murongli still couldn't get used to this size, where the liquid stains intersected, the dense acupoints clenched tightly, and the sound of water stains echoed with the powerful impact.

He felt that his rationality was about to be completely crushed by Zhi Ming, the people on his body were struggling to get in and out, and the bed curtain was wetted with sweat along the gracefully advancing waistline.

At the moment of the final orgasm, Zhi Ming hugged Murongli tightly and ejaculated his semen into him.

"Your Majesty!" Murong Li was shocked, the hot liquid in his body seemed to be burning, he struggled to push Zhi Ming away, but he heard him say:

"Rong'er, I want everything about you..."

He picked up Murong Li and half sat on his lap, the lower parts of the two were still tightly intertwined, and they were reluctant to separate from each other.

"As long as you want, I will give it." Murong Li kissed his eyelashes, and kissed Zhi Ming's eyes.

Those eyes, which were never disturbed, were filled with the longing of the lover at this moment.

Zhi Ming was taken aback by Murong Li's actions next, as if a string had been broken in his mind for a moment - he saw Murong Li lying on top of him, moving in a difficult and obscure rhythm.

In the relationship between him and Zhiming, Zhiming has always been the dominant one, so this posture seems particularly youthful.

Seeing his seriousness, Zhiming couldn't help laughing and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Murong Li's face burned, he didn't know how to deal with it, so he continued to move seriously.

After this tossing, both of them were sweating profusely.

Zhi Ming still leaned forward, said with a smile: "Rong'er is obedient, don't move."

While speaking, she stretched out her hand to gently stroke his long hair, then supported his waist to help him pull away, then turned over while hugging him, and pressed him into the couch, and the two exchanged positions.

Accurately exploring the secret cave, Zhi Ming went into battle with his gun in hand. With the previous actions, he entered easily this time.

After entering deeper, each time to the deepest point, Murongli was pressed on the bed by Zhi Ming, the person behind leaned forward and buried the whole root deeply, then bit his ear and smiled softly:

"All...seems like it's not enough."

【Fanwai·Xiaomeng】

There was no dream all night, and when I opened my eyes, it was past hours, and the first thing I saw was Murongli's favorite red tent embroidered with cloud patterns.

Zhi Ming turned over and hugged the person next to the pillow, resting his chin on his neck, watching him slowly wake up with a smile on his face, and said softly: "It's time to get up."

I saw Murong Li's handsome eyebrows frowned, deliberately dodged back a little bit, stared at him defensively, and said indifferently: "What is your majesty doing?"

His tone was terribly cold, even when the relationship between the two was the most rigid, Zhi Ming had never seen him so alienated.

Zhiming just thought it was because he was tormenting him hard last night, and Murongli was angry with him, so he refused to let go of his hand, he rubbed against Murongli to make amends and said with a light smile: "I know I was wrong, Ronger Do not be angry."

Murongli looked at him suspiciously, his mind went blank, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Since the two got married, he had never seen Zhiming smile at him like this, even if the child was born, he would just say "Thanks for your hard work"...

Today, what is the evil?

"Rong'er?" Seeing him in a daze, Zhi Ming hugged him and sat up, "What's wrong with you?"

"……nothing."

Murongli pushed Zhiming away calmly, his voice was indistinct, "I just feel... Your Majesty is a little different today."

Zhiming's ears were sharp, and when he heard the whisper, he leaned over curiously: "What's the difference? Huh?"

The suddenly magnified face of the person in front of him was so close that it was almost touching, the breath was warm, unfamiliar, but very provocative, Murong Li choked for breath, and the heat burned from the tips of his ears instantly.

"Today... Your Majesty seems to be in a good mood?"

"As long as you are by my side, I will be in a good mood." He seemed to have honey on his mouth, and he always spoke casually to Murong Li.

Murongli glanced at him meaningfully, got up and got out of bed to get Zhiming's clothes.

The black python pattern embroidered gold robe was embroidered with the basalt pattern that can only be worn by the king of heaven, and it was attached to Zhiming's waist to show the aura of the emperor.

Zhi Ming stared at Murong Li who was tidying his sleeves in front of him, suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder, and asked with a frown, "Where's your blood jade hairpin?"

After the misunderstanding between the two was resolved, Murongli regarded the blood jade hairpin as a token of their love and never left him—but now, it is not in his hair.

"What blood jade hairpin? I have never had this thing before."

How can it be?

I saw that Murongli's long hair was not tied, and the place where the blood jade hairpin should have fallen was now empty.

He stared at Zhi Ming for a while, then turned his head and whispered to the maid next to him, "Go and ask the doctor to come."

"I'm not sick!" Zhi Ming grabbed Murong Li and refused to let go: "Ronger, what's wrong with you today?"

Murongli, on the other hand, looked at Zhiming with suspicion.In the past, Zhi Ming would never have spoken so intimately to him, because of the marriage, Zhi Ming's attitude has always been estranged, between the two, it would be more appropriate to say "respect each other as a guest".

Today, it is...

"Rong'er."

His thoughts were interrupted, and when Murongli came back to his senses, he saw Zhi Ming asking him solemnly: "Aren't you cold with such little clothes?"

In his early years, Murongli was always physically weak due to the exhaustion of his heart and blood, and his limbs were slightly cold——

Definitely not like the people in front of me now!

Looking at Murongli's complexion is rosy, and his gait is steady, the faint herbal fragrance left by his body from eating medicinal stones all year round is completely gone now.

Zhiming's heart skipped a beat, what's going on?

Murongli glanced at him lightly, and said: "I grew up in Yaoguang since I was a child, so I'm not afraid of the cold." Everyone knows that compared to Tianquan's four seasons like spring, Yaoguang's climate seems a bit too cold.

Zhi Ming's eyes dimmed, and Rong'er said, "I grew up in Yaoguang since childhood", how is this possible?He has only been to Yaoguang twice before and after in a hurry, so how can he say "since a child"?

Since childhood?Yaoguang people?

changed!Everything has changed!

At this moment, there was a sound of "Deng Deng Deng" footsteps coming from far and near, a small dumpling who was not as tall as Zhi Ming's leg rushed in from outside the hall, threw himself into Murong Li's arms, and shouted in a childish voice: "Daddy!" ,look!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaotuanzi opened his mouth, pointed to his own teeth, and said again: "Yaya! It's fallen out!"

Zhi Ming frowned, this child... Could it be that he and Rong'er have another child?

When did this happen?absurd!Knowing that Murong Li's body was overwhelmed, he never thought of letting him have a child, and later on he secretly searched for a suitable son from the clan to adopt.

this kid...

Zhi Ming suppressed his doubts, and then took a closer look. Xiao Tuanzi's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, like a little fairy boy carved in powder and jade, very much like Murong Li, but when he looked closely, there was a three-pointed look in his eyebrows and eyes Zhi Ming's appearance.

Seeing Zhi Ming staring at him, Zhi Xi glanced at him timidly, then turned his head and buried his face in Murong Li's arms.

"..."

Is this king that scary?

Murong Li glanced at him, felt that Zhiming was different today, and said: "Yesterday the king punished Xi'er to copy the "Emperor's Instructions", I'm afraid he hasn't finished copying yet..."

"..."

Even the King himself saw that stuff and it gave him a headache.

Zhiming slandered in his heart, but smiled, and said with a smile: "Then there is no need to copy anymore. Xi'er, come here and give father a hug."

Speaking of which, if he and Murongli really had such a child, they would wake up laughing even in a dream.

When holding Xiaotuanzi in his arms, Zhiming suddenly felt hot, and felt that in the past twenty years of his life, even if he ruled the world, he would not be as important as the two people in front of him.

His gaze was too hot, and Murongli looked at him in a daze, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Your Majesty?"

"Well...it's fine."

Zhixi sat on the sidelines and watched Zhiming grind a piece of blood jade. He was a high-ranking person and didn't need to do the work of these craftsmen, but for some reason, Zhiming wanted to do it himself.

"What is the father grinding this for?"

Zhi Xifang lost a tooth, and at this time the speech leaked, and he felt something after speaking, so he hurriedly covered his mouth, and only opened a pair of big round eyes to look at Zhi Ming.

Zhi Ming smiled: "We'll know when Xi'er grows up."

He tilted his head to talk to Zhixi, and accidentally scratched his finger on the carving knife, only to hear Zhixi shout: "Father! Blood!"

Zhi Ming took a look, the blood was dazzling, but there was no pain at all.

So...was it...a dream?

Only in the dream can Rong'er have a healthy body, only in the dream can he not almost lose Rong'er, only in the dream can he and Rong'er be happy together...

"Father?" Zhixi called out worriedly.

But I saw that Zhi Ming wiped the blood casually and continued to move.

Even if it is a dream, what should be given to him is still to be given.

The weather was hot in the afternoon, so Murongli searched around before finding Zhixi in the side hall. As soon as Xiaotuanzi saw him, he turned his head and ran away. The reaction was the first time.

Murong Li approached and saw Zhi Ming standing in the corridor.

"What did the king say to Xi'er again?"

"This king is teaching him—the one you love is the only one." Zhi Ming stepped forward with a smile, took out a hairpin from his bosom, and put it on for Murong Li himself, "It still suits you."

"Your Majesty?" Murong Li was puzzled.

But Zhiming said again, "This king is too."

Whether in a dream or in reality, this king will protect you.

Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li, the person in front of him was smiling, but his face gradually became blurred, and after an unknown period of time, it gradually became clear again.

Zhi Ming opened his eyes, and Murong Li's sleeping face beside him was peaceful, so quiet and soft that it was unbelievable.

The belly of the fish in the distance is white, it turns out it was a dream.

When the two of them were eating in the morning, Zhi Ming suddenly stared at Murong Li and said with a smile: "Rong'er, Rong'er, my king had a dream last night."

Murongli put down the bowl, smiled at him and said, "Then what did your Majesty dream about?"

"Hmm... the king dreamed of us, and... the child..." After he finished speaking, his voice lowered, for fear of making Murong Li sad.

Murong Li was taken aback when he heard the words, then raised his eyes to look at him: "Then... that child, what name did the king give him?"

"Hee."

Xi, Xi Ye.

Murongli looked at Zhiming's annoyed and serious look, couldn't help laughing, lowered his head to sip his tea, and said meaningfully: "If the king likes it, then let's call it this name..."

[full text + extra episode - end]