[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

Chapter 10 Compensation and Responsibility

"Your Majesty!" Seeing that it was Zhiming, Ayu immediately bowed to the ground.

Zhiming's tone was cold, but there was no sign of anger or blame. In fact, he has always been kind to the people around him, and he was kind to him in the past...

No matter how coldly he treats each other, even if he gets angry, he won't be angry for long...

"Why does Lord Murong look at me like this?"

The eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time suddenly fell on him, and Zhi Ming laughed that he couldn't get used to it.

"The Lord Murong must be happy that His Majesty is here, the Lord has been waiting for His Majesty all night."

Both Zhi Ming and Murong Li were taken aback, Zhi Ming stared at A Yu and said fiercely, "You know again."

Ayu pouted, not daring to say any more, and looked at Murongli pitifully.

Murong Li sighed helplessly, "Forget it, you go down."

"Yes." A Yu looked at Zhiming, then at Murongli, and walked out of the room pitifully with his head drooping.

As soon as the door was closed, there was a vaguely admonishing voice from outside, the voice was deliberately lowered, revealing a strong sense of hatred for iron and steel, "How can you guess what the Lord is thinking? "

"It's true and I can't say it!"

Zhiming: "..."

Murong Li: "..."

Zhi Ming coughed lightly, walked over to the short bench with his hands behind his hands, and habitually sat down beside Murongli, but without looking at the people around him, he asked, "Last night, the Tianshu matter was not discussed yet, so I don't know if Murongli What is the king's opinion?"

Murongli withdrew his thoughts and thought, "Your Majesty intends to seize the Tianshu from the hands of the powerful, but they will not retreat easily in this matter."

"What is it supposed to be?"

"Avoid the false and strike the real."

"Must be false?...Real?" Zhiming snorted coldly, "Interesting."

All strategists use it in the world, measure the world and give it to them; use it in the body, measure their stature and aura and give it to them.

Indeed, all ancient new policies are often difficult to establish because of "newness" and difficult to implement because they touch the interests of the other side.But what if we change the way and don't set up a name for the New Deal?If it is not the New Deal, is it just a measure of rights and interests?Those who resist the government will definitely relax their vigilance. When this expedient measure has been used, the officials and the people are accustomed to it, and most of them benefit from it, then this plan will definitely be unstoppable, and this plan will no longer be just a temporary expedient. It's a good policy for the rest of my life.

"The widow wants the result, so why care about the process." The young emperor's eyes were full of arrogance enough to overlook the world, and this arrogance spread to the corners of his lips as a charming smile.

The young emperor, who was contemplating strategies, didn't see that the man in red beside him, with his eyes looking at him, was slightly taken aback the moment he said the sentence just now, and then faded away.

"Master Murong, tell me, if the snipe and the clam are to fight each other, what should the fisherman use as bait?"

Murongli forced a faint smile, "Your Majesty forgot, when Murongli first came to Tianquan, he served a banquet in Princess Mo's mansion. At that time, they wanted to compete for a jade pot, so I used the jade pot as a hide to seduce them to drink, and then, I won."

"Now that they want to fight for Tianshu, Tianshu is the best bait. Your Majesty uses Tianshu as a hidden hook to lure them to fight. When the stalemate is reached, it is time for His Majesty to preside over the overall situation." .”

After Murong Li finished speaking, he looked at Zhi Ming and saw Zhi Ming staring at him, his deep eyes were frozen with ice, "What did you just say?"

Murong Li, "..."

That's all..."I said that now they want to fight..."

"The previous sentence."

Murong Li didn't know what Zhiming meant, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "What is it that His Majesty doesn't understand?"

"Are you serving a banquet in Mo Lan's mansion?"

Murong Li heaved a sigh of relief, he thought Zhi Ming didn't understand how profound his words were, so he said indifferently, "At that time Princess Mo took me back to Tianquan and gave me a shelter, I... There is nothing wrong with serving banquets for his guests."

"Oh! Really?" Zhi Ming sneered in his heart, but seeing a soup cup on the table, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Now the widow has given you a shelter, how about you serve the widow for a while?"

Murongli didn't want to argue with him, but felt that Zhiming, who was so messy and savage, was a little more familiar. He picked up the soup cup in a good temper, lifted the lid, stirred it gently with a spoon, and handed it to Zhiming. "It was prepared for you."

It was indeed prepared for Zhi Ming, Murongli knew, invited him to come, he also agreed, he will definitely come.So he told Ah Yu not to take off the cover, and it was just right for Yu Wen now.

Zhi Ming didn't answer, and just looked at Murongli playfully.

Murongli also looked at Zhiming, his four eyes met, finally Murongli sighed softly, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, tried it close to his mouth, and handed it to Zhiming.

Zhi Ming didn't look at the spoon from the beginning to the end, his gaze was like a sharp arrow, and hit Murongli's lips straightly. Those two lips, which were stained with soup juice, were thin and moist, and under the flickering red candle, they were sweeter than them. The soup is a hundred times more tempting.

With his hands hooked around his neck, the sky was spinning, the soup cup in his hand had been taken away, Zhi Ming embraced Murong Li, and kissed him deeply, different from the fierceness and madness of the past, Murong Li was gently wrapped in his arms, He was sitting, but suddenly he was embraced by Zhi Ming, and he was half lying on Zhi Ming's lap.

The slightly hot lips rolled and crushed on the other two pieces of tenderness, the teeth clashed, one advances and the other retreats, in this gentle battle, who wins and who loses?

Or never win or lose.

The scorching breath intertwined, and the moment they touched each other, they were defeated.

Murongli's breathing was a little short, and Zhiming faintly felt that something was wrong, so he let go of him reluctantly, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Seeing that his cheeks were flushed, and the place where he was pampered just now was even more rosy, Zhi Ming couldn't help lowering his eyes and smiling, and there was a gentleness in his smile that he hadn't seen in a long time, "The sweet soup is really sweet."

He obviously didn't even take a sip, um...not that he didn't drink...Murong Li looked away slightly, and replied in a low voice, "Oh."

"Why did Ah Li think of cooking sweet soup for me today?"

Murong Li was in a daze, didn't think too much, and replied, "I should thank you for protecting Yao Guang."

Zhi Ming's hand holding Murongli froze, the tenderness in his eyes dissipated instantly.

Laughing at himself, Zhi Ming let go of Murong Li and stood up, "Master Murong thinks he can please the widow?"

"To please? What please?" Murongli shook his head lightly, unable to understand what Zhi Ming was talking about.

Thinking of these two words, Zhi Ming became upset, "It's late at night, Lord Murong should go to bed early."

About to leave, Zhi Ming felt that the sleeve robe was being caught by someone, "Zhi Ming."

Zhiming paused in his footsteps, waited for a while but didn't see that the person behind him had anything else to say, he was upset and wanted to leave, and his sleeve robe was grabbed again, "Zhiming, I..."

With a loud bang, Zhi Ming jumped, turned his head abruptly, and Murong Li fell to the ground.

"Ali!"

"what happened to him?"

The doctor who was on duty tonight was woken up in the middle of the night by Ah Qiong leading someone from the bed, and was dragged all the way to the Xunyou Terrace in a hurry.He still thought that something serious had happened to Zhiming, and his back was soaked in sweat in the late autumn night, and he couldn't tell whether he was scared or tired from running all the way.

"Go back to Your Majesty, it's all right."

"Why did you pass out?"

"Your Majesty said it's all right, it means nothing serious, Your Majesty don't need to be nervous, Lord Murong is just suffering from cold and fever, wait for me..."

"But... that's all?" Zhi Ming stared at Yi Cheng.

Yicheng felt that he had already been pierced by thousands of arrows.

"I'm going to write the prescription and cook the medicine right now, Lord Murong will be fine."

"Go, go." Zhi Ming waved his hand, his eyes only looked at Murong Li.

"Go back to Your Majesty."

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Hey, yes, I have one more thing to do."

"Say it!" Zhi Ming urged.

"The Lord Murong was injured before, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to use heavy medicine. If you want to reduce the fever as soon as possible, you need to wipe the forehead, heart and limbs with cold water for the Lord."

"Yes, I know, Ah Yu fetches water, and Ah Qiong accompanies Yi Cheng to boil medicine, do you know about bringing it yourself?"

"Yes, Arjun understands."

The two of them were pushed out by Zhi Ming's voice almost scrambling. Yi Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to himself, "Did I hear wrong just now? Your Majesty called himself 'the King'?"

"Master Yi Cheng, let's go."

"Eunuch Arjun heard it too?"

"No, I didn't hear anything."

"Could it be that the old man has a problem with his ears." The doctor was dubious, and pondered with his forehead, "No way..."

Ah Qiong laughed, "Since Yi Cheng doesn't believe Ah Qiong's words, he should hurry up and boil the medicine!"

The author has something to say:

Announcement: Tomorrow, the ex-husband and wife are going to do things together! ! !

Regarding Ah Qiong and Ah Yu, I don’t know if you still remember the group of eunuchs who followed Zhiming in the first season. Two of them often walked in the first row, and they often served by his side on weekdays.

About 20 minutes into the eighth episode:

A Li was reviewing the memorial in the pavilion, and Zhi Ming stopped in the distance... (The following is a dialogue)

Little Eunuch A: Your Majesty, didn't you come here to see Lord Murong?

Zhi Ming: Shut up, isn't this king watching?

Little eunuch A: Can't the king pass by?

Zhi Ming: Stupid thing (then continue to stare) Ah Li looks like a painting no matter what

Hey~ Tell me, why didn't this king learn Danqing from the Tai Tuo at the beginning?What a pity, what a pity...

Little eunuch A: Is it interesting for the king to just look at it like this?

Zhi Ming slapped the little eunuch A away: interesting or not...how interesting! (Continues to stare) Compared with Ah Li, the widow is an ordinary person after all.

Little eunuch A: What the king said is true.

Little eunuch B: You'd better talk less and serve well...

(In the camera, "What the king said is true." This sentence seems to be said by B, but I think it should be a bug, otherwise it will contradict the last sentence~~~) In short, the inspiration for the setting comes from this~ ~~