[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

A Yu fetched cold water, Zhi Ming put the white silk into the water, wrung it lightly, and carefully wiped Murongli's forehead according to the method Yi Cheng said.

Maybe it's because the fever is uncomfortable, Murong Li's brows were frowned once, and he was wrinkled, even though he was asleep, his mouth was pouted, his expression vaguely resembled the look of the two of them lighting a fire and cooking together that day.

Zhi Ming still remembered that it was the first day of the seven-day agreement, he and Mu Rongli were going to cook for themselves in the lake house in the wilderness.After being the king for half of my life, Zhiming couldn't make a fire, but A Li said he would...

People like banished immortals, Zhiming refuses to believe it.

Murongli explained that after Yaoguang was destroyed, he was alone in exile, "If I don't know how to cook and cook, how can I survive in the wilderness?"

When he said it, he was calm and joking, and he looked at him like a proud child.Zhiming has never seen Murongli's eyes like that, as if both of them are kings, he Zhiming can't cook, but he Murongli can cook, that's enough for him to be proud for a while...

At that time, Murongli's eyes were full of satisfaction, which was different from every time before.

There was a slight movement in Zhiming's heart, like the ripples on the surface of a lake when a breeze blows...

At the end of that day, it was still the fire made by Zhi Ming...

why?

Because he felt distressed, when Murong Li smiled and said "how to survive", he felt distressed.

Stretching out his hand to rub the man's soft black hair, he smiled at him, and then took the fire-making utensil by himself.

Then there was the failure that nearly blew up the house.

Murongli's face was ashesed by his failure to light the fire, he subconsciously wanted to wipe it off for him, at that time he also pouted and wrinkled his face like this, which made Zhi Ming feel funny, amusing, and very pitiful.

Zhiming's fingers gently stroked Murongli's brow, he wanted to smooth the man's brow, such a Murongli, such a two people, why would there be a day when they meet on the battlefield...

"It turns out that people are all selfish," Zhi Ming said softly.

He regards Murongli as the only one, so he also hopes that he can be the only one in his heart.

The ink-dyed eyebrows were deeply frowned, "Why can't you tell me the truth?"

As long as you say what you want, I can give you anything... even if it is...

Zhi Ming's hand stopped... and he laughed at himself, "A Li, do you still want this world?"

The one who answered Zhiming was the drowsy Murongli. You can only see such an undefended appearance, right?

It's not the first time he guarded him like this.

The first time he guarded him like this, although he was worried, he was also happy.However, that was also the time when he found the dagger in his flute, and then he knew that he was not simple...

Mr. Chang Ban still had a weapon on his side, he was not taboo, but he still compromised, who made that man point a sword at himself?

At any time, when the two confront each other, he will always be the one who compromises, and the soldiers who hit the tower can stop...Murongli, that's amazing...

"Your Majesty, this silk should be soaked in water, it's not cold anymore." Ayu said with a smile.

Zhiming's forehead twitched, forgetting that there was someone beside him...

Zhiming decided to ignore this person, but he still soaked the white silk in water, wrung it dry, and was about to put it on Murongli's head, when the voice came again with a deep sense of sleepiness, "Your Majesty, Doctor Doctor." The adults said to wipe the chest."

"..."

Zhiming's forehead twitched again, turned his head, and stretched out the silk cloth towards Ayu with a half smile, "Why don't you come?"

Ayu didn't realize it, rubbed his heavy eyelids, and moved over slowly.

Zhiming suddenly put away his hand, and Ayu looked at Zhiming in a daze.

"Are you so sleepy?"

"Huh...huh?" Ayu immediately shook his head, "Don't dare to sleep."

Zhi Ming was speechless, and waved his hand, "That's all, go to sleep."

"Oh, what about the king?"

Zhi Ming took a deep breath, stared at A Yu and said with a sneer, "I will take care of you."

So, Ayu slapped Hache contentedly and left.

Zhi Ming turned his head to look at Murong Li, pulled the quilt away, but his hands stopped when they touched the belt, Murong Li in front of him was sleeping deeply, looking quiet and well-behaved...

Zhi Ming stared at it for a long time before he said in a bad mood, "Hmph, you are a deep sleeper."

After speaking, he couldn't help laughing at himself, and then gently untied the tie for him, and gently peeled off the clothes.Zhi Ming wiped Murongli gently with a silk cloth soaked in cold water, over and over again, carefully, with a gentleness in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

It was four o'clock, and Zhi Ming, who had been working on paperwork all day during the day, also felt a little drowsy, his eyes opened and closed every now and then.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty?"

When Zhiming was drowsy, someone pushed him awake and asked in a daze, "Who is it?"

"Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

Zhi Ming shook his head and came to his senses, seeing that it was Ar Qiong and Yi Cheng who brought the medicine.

Zhi Ming took the medicine and asked Ah Qiong to help Murongli up, took a spoon and gently blew the medicine to cool down, and then fed it to Murongli.

Murongli woke up just after feeding two spoonfuls. Presumably he was disturbed, he was still sick, and he muttered drowsily, "Don't make noise."

Zhi Ming coaxed him softly, "Drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Murongli was obedient, closed his eyes, frowned, and finished a bowl of medicine.

After drinking, he fell asleep again, but the mouth pouted even more, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

"Master Murong drank the medicine, covered the quilt and had a good night's sleep. You should be fine when you get up early tomorrow. Your Majesty should go and rest first." The doctor said with concern. It was the fourth watch when the medicine arrived. It will be morning again in a few hours, and he doesn't want Zhiming to be sick...then he has to work overtime again.

"It's getting late, I've worked hard tonight, so let's get back."

"?", Yicheng looked at Zhiming, flattered, His Majesty told him just now that he had worked hard, and Yicheng felt that tonight was spent in the ears of suspicion...

This kind of hard work, no matter how many times you work hard~~~

The doctor withdrew.

Zhiming said to Arjun, "Go and rest too, and come pick up the widow after the fifth watch."

After finishing speaking, Zhi Ming tucked Murongli's quilt up again, leaned over and leaned against the pillow.

After the fifth watch, the bang and drums were handed over, and the gate of the palace began to open until the sixth watch.

According to his words, Arjun brought a group of palace servants wearing crowns to meet Zhiming.

As soon as Fu pushed open the door, Aqiong saw Zhi Ming sleeping beside Murong Li's pillow.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Arjun gently pushed Zhiming's shoulder.

Zhi Ming stroked his forehead and was about to sit up, when suddenly a sharp pain came from his waist, Zhi Ming gritted his teeth and endured it, but his expression was still ugly.

Aqiong was startled, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?" Seeing Zhiming stretching out his hand to support his waist, he remembered what he saw just now when he came in, hurriedly went up to rub Zhiming's waist, and said clearly, "Your Majesty must have been lying here last night." , bent over for too long."

"The widow knows." Zhi Ming said gloomily, just sleeping would hurt his back.

The main hall of Xuanwu Terrace.

Zhiming sits on the golden throne of the Nine Dragons Tengyun, and behind him is the totem of Tianquan, Xuanwu.

"All the gentlemen are flat."

Zhi Ming raised his hand and looked down at the people in the hall, the gentleness in his eyes had been removed, and there was the determination and killing unique to the emperor.

"A few days ago, the Lord of the Tianshu was announced by the ministers..." Zhi Ming said leisurely, looking up at the impatient looks of the aristocrats of His Royal Highness who had to pretend not to care, he sneered in his heart, "Today, why not?" Above the court, each expresses his own opinion."

After speaking, there was a low voice in the hall.

Those few nobles looked at each other, the suspicion and defense in their eyes were clear at a glance. As Zhi Ming said, no one is a fool, and everyone wants to share the pie, but when the situation is unclear and the king's heart is uncertain, No one is willing to make the first move.

They were all whispering to the courtiers they had made friends with, and their eyes glanced at the emperor from time to time, hoping to find a clue from his enigmatic smile.

However, it was all hopeless, the current king seemed to be a different person, I don't know when he changed, but when they realized it, they couldn't figure out what was on his face.

Zhiming was very patient today, so he let the ministers "discuss" in the hall, looking at them with a half-smile.

Mo Lan glanced at the group of officials, and paused slightly when his eyes touched Luo Min, who was also looking at him.

Mo Lan smiled, then turned her head to look at Zhi Ming.

Zhi Mingchao Mo Lan smiled slightly, Mo Lan felt blessed to his heart, then scratched his head, respectfully restrained his face, raised his hand in salute, and sighed, "I have a word."

"Please tell me, Mo Qing." Zhi Ming said with a smile.

Mo Lan straightened her back, glanced at the whispering ministers from the corner of her eyes, and said respectfully, "I am not talented, and I am willing to share your majesty's worries. Please go to Tianshu."

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