[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

As the night deepened and the wind became wilder, the motorcade traveling on the desert suddenly stopped.

Sun Yan glanced at the boundary marker beside him and sighed, "Brother Chen, the army can't go any further."

Geng Chen stared at the faintly visible fire in the distance, and asked, "Is that Liuli's barracks?"

People in the distance probably also noticed the sudden arrival of the army on the border, and there was a commotion. A man dressed as a general came with a group of soldiers on horseback.

Sun Yan's expression became serious in an instant, he rode his horse to the front of the team, stood in front of Geng Chen and the carriage, and bowed his hands to the people who came, "Under Heaven, Sun Yan, dare to ask your lord Gao's surname?"

The man who looked like a general rode on the horse, bowed slightly, and shouted, "I am Liuli General Heyu, here to escort Murong Li to my king's camp!"

"Presumptuous!" Geng Chen was just about to explode, but Sun Yan was one step ahead of him, and said angrily, "The Lord Murong is our honored guest, how can you allow me to humiliate you, Tianquan Liuli has been a friendly country since ancient times, today Liuli Chen Bing disturbed the side First of all, if you deceive my honored guest and deliberately provoke, isn’t it intentional to be an enemy and regard the safety of all people as nothing?”

Although Sun Yan is a military commander, he has a set of diplomatic rhetoric. Where is He Yu his opponent? King Liuli once warned Murongli not to start a war easily as long as the power of heaven is handed over. Although he was really puzzled that he had already fought at the door of someone's house, why didn't he start a war? Think about King Liuli's smirk Heyu had no choice but to hold back, and suddenly remembered something, and taunted, "Honored guest? You Zhongyuan people are really interesting. The etiquette for treating honored guests is to send people into the enemy camp in a carriage? But this carriage is indeed beautiful. Looks good, haha!"

He Yu laughed wildly, and the soldiers behind him also laughed wildly.

Geng Chen held the sword tightly, and kept the hilt and scabbard apart quietly.

Seeing this, Sun Yan frowned, and couldn't help clenching the sword around his waist. Although he was gentle, he was not weak. If Geng Chen really wanted to make a move, he would not let his own people suffer.

"I've heard that Liuli loves the culture of Zhongyuan. Has the general ever heard the phrase 'disaster comes from the mouth'?"

A clear voice sounded coldly, the carriage door was pushed open, Murong Li was wrapped in a down jacket, and stepped out of the carriage slowly, his eyes no longer had the tired look before, and he just looked directly at Heyu indifferently.

He Yu was stunned for a moment, not to mention his high position and authority in Liuli, he was also a general after all, and he had never seen such a beautiful woman, but the person in front of him really shocked him.

He has seen beautiful things, but he has never seen such beautiful things. He Yu has fought for half his life. What bloody and brutal scenes have he never seen?When the two armies were fighting, he could not even blink his eyes when he wielded a knife. At this moment, he felt that he dared not look directly at the person in front of him. How to put it, there was always a feeling that he was bullying the little girl.

He Yuxin said, everyone said that Zhongyuan's man was handsome, he never thought he was much prettier than their Liuli man before, but today he has really learned a lot.

"The lord of the Liuli Kingdom has been in the army for a long time, but he has not sent troops. Presumably, he does not want to see the disaster of swordsmen. He has never sent a letter of war to Tianquan, and even the words of the national letter are quite respectful. It can be seen that the lord of your country has no intention of breaking the law. A covenant of friendship between the two countries."

At this point, Murong Li paused, stared indifferently at the confused He Yu, and said sharply, "The general's words, could it be that he is sending a letter of war to Tianquan for King Liuli?"

"The letter of war? What letter of war?" He Yu was taken aback. He really didn't understand the twists and turns in Murongli's words, but he clearly remembered Zidui's words that he should not go to war lightly, and he was speechless. , "Okay, you are a middle-aged man, don't trick me, come and hold me down!"

"Who dares!" Sun Yan shouted, and the soldiers under him also drew their swords one after another, and the Liuli army was not to be outdone, and the two sides were at war for a while.

Murongli calmly walked in front of Sun Yan's horse, Sun Yan immediately dismounted and bowed to Murongli.

Murongli also returned the salute, and said slowly, "Master Sun, I'm going to trouble you all the way."

"Why did the lord say that? Sun Yan really respects the lord." Sun Yan said sincerely.

Murongli smiled slightly, turned his head and looked into the distance, the night was dark, he could not see the royal city, the border was right under his feet, after so many years, the road ahead was still unknown how dangerous it was, that person was on the throne, and he did not know how many turbulent waves he would have to go through .

Murongli raised his hands to his forehead, Zhuang Su bowed, and bowed deeply to Zhongyuan's homeland, "Li, farewell to my homeland, I hope my homeland will prosper and my old man will be safe!"

The Tianquan soldiers present were all moved, and Sun Yan bowed to Murongli with deep shock.

Although He Yu didn't understand what this group of Zhongyuan people were doing, he could tell that Murong Li was not as weak as he looked. Military generals usually respect brave and fearless people, so he was impatient, but he didn't interrupt him.

Murongli straightened up slowly, cleaned up his appearance a bit, and walked in front of Sun Yan, "Leave it alone."

"My lord, take care." Sun Yan sighed.

Murongli nodded slightly, looked straight into Sun Yan's eyes, and said earnestly, "A man of great talent can guard a country with martial arts, hand over literature to all directions, guard the power of heaven with ten thousand hopes, and assist the king with all his might."

Sun Yan was taken aback for a moment, and instead of being courteous and modest, he responded solemnly, "My lord, don't worry, Sun Xian is regarded as your majesty's minister, and he will die as a heroic soul of the power of heaven, and he will die for the power of heaven without fear!"

Looking at this young but steady and resolute man, Murongli couldn't help but smile, "The last sentence is what I entrusted to you personally."

"My lord, please speak, and Sun Yan will keep his promise."

"Please protect Zhiming well."

The wind in the wilderness was very strong, and it hurt people's faces, but Sun Yan didn't move a single step. He stared blankly at the back of the man going away, and suddenly felt that although everyone in the world said that Murong Li was amazing and talented, he was comparable to Jiu Tian. The Banished Immortal, but in his eyes, it couldn't be more ordinary.He is leaving, and what he can't let go of the most is the person in his heart. He is not some exile, how can an exile be so affectionate... so bitter...

Sun Yan thought to himself, Lord, don't worry.

In the Liuli barracks.

In the king's tent, the young Liuli King stood in front of the map with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes and waiting quietly.

"Your Majesty, General He Yu is back."

The pupils under the eyelids moved slightly, and then slowly opened, Zidui looked at the word Yaoguang on the eye chart lightly, the cold pupils seemed to be able to freeze everything.

"Bring it in."

Hurried footsteps sounded in the king's tent, and He Yu shouted loudly, "Your Majesty, I will finally catch you back!"

"go out!"

"what?"

"Get out for me!" Zidui said calmly, there was no joy or anger in his voice, but his indifferent tone made people shudder.

Although He Yu was a rough man, he seemed to be very afraid of Zi Dui, and failed to claim credit, so he glanced at Murong Li again, and led a group of guards back out embarrassingly.

Gengchen looked at Murongli worriedly, but Murongli just shook his head lightly, Gengchen couldn't help but glared at Liuli King fiercely, Fang said to Murongli in a low voice, "I'm just outside the account, Your Majesty Call me if you need anything."

Murongli nodded slightly, signaling Geng Chen not to worry, Geng Chen tried to take a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and then left the king's tent.

The tent became quiet for a moment, Zidui turned around slowly, and finally saw the person he had been waiting for for a long time.

After a short pause, Zidui said calmly, "This king has been waiting for Lord Murong for a long time."

Murong Li looked at the opposite person indifferently, and did not answer.

Zidui was not annoyed, and walked slowly to Murongli, staring intently at the person in front of him, this person has been like this since he came in, the pupils that looked directly at him were always distant and alienated, but there was a thrilling look beautiful.

"It's really stunning, no wonder it can make Zhiming fascinated." Zi Dui mocked, "But he sent you here in the end, didn't he?"

Murong Li's eyes moved slightly, and finally there was a slight reaction, and he said flatly, "It has nothing to do with him."

Zidui raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Are you nervous about him?"

Murong Li sighed softly, "You are not a belligerent person, the Tianquan Liuli Hundred Years Alliance should not be easily broken, so I am here."

Zidui nodded, looked at Murongli, and said with a leisurely smile, "Master Murong really understands righteousness!"

Murongli looked at the face in front of him, which was almost similar to Ziyu's, but more stern, frowned, and said calmly, "Ziyu's death is my fault, I'm sorry."

His throat was suddenly choked with force, and Murong Li's breathing suddenly became stagnant. He looked at the person in front of him who was holding his life in his hands with difficulty. hate.

"Lord Murong is very smart. This king has no intention of being an enemy of Tianquan, nor does he have any intention of killing Zhiming, but it is true that this king wants your life!"

As soon as the words fell, the strength on his neck became heavier, sweat oozed from Murongli's forehead, he frowned slightly, he raised his hand to close Zidui's pulse gate, until the force in his hand loosened slightly, and he became dumb Said in a low voice, "I don't intend to die."

Zidui was startled, but he didn't realize it for a long time. He stared at Murongli for a while, and suddenly he raised his head and laughed, then stared coldly at Murongli and said, "This is the first time this king has seen someone begging for mercy, and you are so insincere." See."

Murong Li was a sick man, his strength was vain, his throat was strangled and his eyes were flickering, but he still said calmly, "The lord killed me...Ziyu will never come back..."

The hand holding his throat trembled suddenly, Zidui stared at Murongli firmly, the hatred in his eyes was like a fire, "Then you go and bury him with him!"

Killing intent flashed in Zi Dui's eyes, and he clenched his hands in an instant. Murongli looked at him quietly, his pupils were as clear as a spring, and there was never a trace of panic.

However, the feeling of being strangled was not good. Murongli's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his hand holding Zidui's wrist gradually lost strength. When the Jian saber moved, the cold light dazzled the eyes, and the sound of the sharp blade unsheathing pierced the eardrums, Zi Dui's secret path was not good, so he raised his hand and slashed, turning around to avoid it, Murong Li staggered back a few steps from the palm, covering his eyes He coughed violently in his heart.

Zidui held down the sword that was almost taken out of its sheath at his waist, and said with a sneer, "Sure enough, don't be careless."

With a squeak, the white blade came out of its sheath, Zi Dui drew the sword, the tip of the sword touched Murongli's throat, with a slight push, a trace of scarlet snaked down from the snow-colored skin.

Murongli's lips were pale, but his cheeks had an abnormal crimson color, and under the flickering candlelight, he was so coquettishly and shockingly beautiful.He slowly raised his hand and clamped the thin blade with his fingers, trying to move it away.

"If the lord's hand is not obedient, I'm afraid this slender finger will be ruined." Zidui said, "What a pity..."

Murongli raised his head, looked at Zidui indifferently, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "The king cares about his younger brother, so he doesn't care about the world?"

"What did you say?" Zidui frowned.

Murongli said calmly, "The King and Ziyu have a deep brotherly relationship, why don't you understand what is in his heart?"

"Because this king knows, this king wants you to die."

Murongli nodded, "It seems that the lord of the country only knows one thing but not the other."

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? The king knows that Ziyu died on the battlefield. He will fight for the right of heaven because of the war!"

"He did it to save you!" Zidui said bitterly, "Don't think that the king doesn't know when he is in Liuli. You are in trouble. Zhiming asked him to save you, so he went. Come to save him? Murong Li! My king's younger brother was still talking and laughing when he went, but when he came back, there was only ten miles left, he... will never wake up and call me brother king again."

Murongli was stunned for a moment, he saw the pain of losing a loved one on Zidui's face, he also saw the same look on Zhiming's face, it was the same when the Taifu passed away, and it was the same when Ziyu passed away.

"So... the king killed me, wouldn't it be too cheap for me."

Zidui sneered and stared at Murongli, his eyes were as gloomy as a falcon hunting on the Gobi, "What's your opinion, Lord Murong?"

Murongli lowered his head slightly, and took out a booklet from his pocket, "This is what Ziyu left in Tianquan."

Zidui's eyes lit up, and he became vigilant again in an instant, "Don't play tricks with me, Ziyu's relics have been sent back by Zhiming, so how can there be any brochures?"

"What Zhiming sent back were all personal belongings. I think this book was not worn close to my body, so I missed it."

Zidui stared at Murongli closely, and after a while he finally put away his sword and took the booklet, the familiar handwriting appeared in front of his eyes again, he couldn't help sighing, "The handwriting is much better than before."

It's just that people can't come back again, Zi Dui felt sorry for him, flipping through the pages one by one, his eyes froze for a moment, the more he looked, the more incredible he felt, and he said in a daze, "This is written by... Zi Yu?"

Murongli nodded, but Zidui couldn't believe it, "How could Ziyu know this, he is the most playful..."

"People grow up." Murong Li didn't know whether he was speaking to the person in front of him or to himself.

"Ziyu, he..."

"Zhiming doesn't like government affairs, but there is a grand master in heaven, and there are civil servants and military generals who are loyal ministers. Ziyu is smart and studies hard. I guess Zhiming's negligence of government affairs may have touched him a lot, so he secretly wrote it down. On the way of governing the country and keeping the people safe, the first part contains the words of the Grand Tutor, and some other people's words, and the latter part gradually contains some of his own ideas. He probably is not confident, so this booklet has not been taken seriously, but... there are many good strategies in it. "

Zidui clutched the booklet tightly, unable to say a word for a long time, his eyes moved slightly, he never imagined that the naughty and naughty brother in his eyes, far away from his homeland, could actually care about his family and country in a far away place world.

"The kingdoms of Zhongyuan have undergone tremendous changes, and the only way to keep pace with them is to follow the trend. You must not stand still and stick to the rules. However, what is the method of advancing? I haven't thought of it... huh... I haven't thought of it..." Although there is still childishness in the words, but The concept has already made Zi Dui gratified, gratified and distressed, "My brother, if he is alive, will become a great weapon in time." He looked up at Murongli and asked, "If you show this to me, you won't be afraid of me. The king killed you?"

Murong Li shook his head, "Your majesty still doesn't understand? Ziyu will never come back. The majesty doesn't want to let him go, so he can only build a Liuli kingdom in his heart for him. It will be strong and prosperous, and the people will be happy. The Liuli Kingdom without war and famine."

Without waiting for Zidui to speak, Murongli straightened his slightly messy clothes, and said seriously, "Murongli is willing to go to Liuli for three years to fulfill the wish for the little prince. If he fails to do so in three years, he will be killed or cut to pieces."

"What if it takes three years?"

"I want to go back to Zhongyuan."

Zidui smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, Lord Murong is really good at it." Fu thought for a moment, and then said, "I can promise you, but the main thing of Murong is not just to return to Zhongyuan. Right? Since you are reluctant to part with Zhongyuan, you don’t want to come. Murong Guozhu is extremely intelligent, famous in battle, and has the power of heaven to back him up. Are you afraid that you won’t be able to beat Liuli?"

"When the two armies are fighting, a small number of troops may not necessarily mean victory. Doesn't the country's lord only dare to force his troops when he is sure of this?" Murongli said indifferently.

Zidui clasped his palms together and said with a smile, "What do you want?"

"Your sword."

sword?Zidui stroked the sword at his waist suspiciously, and said strangely, "This king's sword is indeed a magical weapon. This is my glazed treasure, but..." Zidui suddenly approached Murongli's ear and said coldly, "In addition to killing people Not stained with blood, I haven't seen anything special about it yet.

"This sword originally belonged to me in Zhongyuan. As the lord said, it is just an extra good sword in your hands, but Yu Zhongyuan is different."

Zidui looked at Murongli, and then at the sword, "Since that's the case, when Lord Murong can take this sword from this king, this sword will belong to Lord Murong. It's just... ...This king thinks that Lord Murong will not have such an opportunity."

Murong Li frowned, "If the king has something to say, you might as well speak it out."

Zidui smiled coldly, and patted Murongli on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will let Lord Murong know."

The four eyes clashed, one was cold, the other was decisive, refusing to give up.

Zidui chuckled and clapped his hands, "Come here! Send Lord Murong down."

Murongli cupped his hands slightly, turned around and followed the soldiers out of the king's tent, he couldn't help shivering when the cold wind blew, his whole body was hot and cold, the confrontation with Zidui was exhausting, he shook his head, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning in front of him.

"Kings!"

He heard Geng Chen's voice, but there was darkness in front of him, and then even the last bit of consciousness was immersed in the darkness.

"Ali!"

"Zhiming, why don't you take good care of yourself."

"I don't want you to go."

"You take care of yourself so that I can feel at ease."

"A Li..."

"I'm fine in Liuli. You have to take good care of yourself and wait for me."

"A Li...A Li..." Zhi Ming slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the black-colored king's tent above his head, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes to confirm that he was dreaming.

"A Li..." Zhi Ming called out again, even though he knew there would be no response.

He sat up slowly, and saw a person lying beside the bed, that person seemed to be extremely tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhi Ming rubbed his dizzy and sore forehead, covered the man with a thin quilt on the brocade couch, covered himself with a sable fur, and went out quietly.

I don't know when it is now, anyway, the stars and the moon are flying in the sky, Zhiming looked up at the moon, and sighed quietly, "The bright moon shines all the tears of separation, how can we ever reunite a couple."

He laughed at himself, and slowly walked up to the Xunyou Terrace, Murong Li left, and there were no palace attendants on duty outside the hall.

But the lamps were lit in the empty hall, and there were faint figures shaking, "Ah Li!" Zhi Ming missed a beat, and immediately quickened his pace, and when he pushed the door in, he saw Ah Yu holding a candlestick.

Both of them were startled, Zhiming smiled lonely, "What are you doing here?"

Only then did Ayu come to his senses, and walked up to Zhiming holding the candlestick, not even paying attention to saluting, and looked at him carefully, "Your Majesty is awake, Your Majesty, you have been in a coma for several days, Ayu is so worried."

Zhi Ming patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "I'm fine. What are you doing?"

Ayu wiped away his tears, "I'm here to clean the house for the lord, the chubby lord said the lord will come back."

Zhi Ming changed his expression and nodded, "Don't move his things, if he can't find them when he comes back, he should be angry."

Ayu nodded obediently, "What is Your Majesty doing here?"

"Widow..." That's right...that person is gone, what is he doing here...

"You go out first."

Knowing that Zhiming was in a bad mood, Ayu obediently left.

Zhiming looked at the empty room, and saw that the bedding on the bed in front of him had been changed and was neatly stacked.He walked forward, gently stroked the cold brocade quilt, and pressed it to his cheek, as if he could still find the warm breath of that person that night.

His shyness, his firmness, his emotion, everything is like a gentle knife, the knife is carved into his heart and melts into his blood, this is what the world calls "unforgettable" feeling...

Good, good, good... Resentment and hate, love and parting... If it takes a thousand sails to be able to grow old with you, I am willing to taste all the bitterness in the world.

Zhi Ming slowly opened the cushion of the bed, opened the hidden compartment, and took out two stacks of letters from it. The unsigned one on top was opened by Zhi Ming. The letter was very long, with more than ten pages. Zhiming looked at him indifferently, without a trace of expression. The only thing he could think of was that his A Li must have stayed up secretly all night and night because of him. No wonder he woke up in the middle of the night a few times and always saw him outside. Lighting the candle lamp, I thought he was tinkering with those mysterious blueprints again.

Zhi Ming shook his head, put away the letter, and picked up another letter, on the envelope was written in beautiful but very strong characters, the familiar note of the man, only four words, but enough to make Zhi Ming's heart tremble.

"My husband kisses me."

Thinking that the heartache was so extreme that he would no longer feel it, but now he had to do his best to restrain the trembling of his hands, Zhi Ming took out the letter, only a thin page, and wrote:

My husband insists on clarity, seeing words as faces.

Li Bansheng was wandering all his life, never expecting to be favored by the king, protecting each other in every possible way, waiting for him with all his heart, even if he died ten thousand times, he would have no regrets.However, good fortune tricks people, this time Liuli conquers the power of heaven, it is not the king's inability to do it, but it is a dead end.Only the place where it is put to death can be reborn.Li went to the mountains and the rivers are long, I hope you will work hard to eat, take care of yourself, and don't regret and blame yourself, otherwise Li will feel the same trouble in the heart of the world.Farewell is imminent, but it is hard to say, thousands of words, but I hope you are safe.Tonight, the only thing I can say is from my heart:

With red makeup and double delicate face in the mirror.

But envy Cangshan Mountain covered with frost and snow.

Gongzi Mingyue is often fifteen.

There is no cloud and no lack.

Murong Li

February [-]th, the second year of Mingzheng

"A Li... A Li..." With hot streams in his eyes, Zhi Ming carefully pressed the letter close to his heart, as if holding the person who wrote the letter in his heart.

"Red makeup and beautiful face in the mirror. But I envy Cangshan Mountain covered with frost and snow. The son and the moon are always fifteen. There is no cloud and no lack." This is the marriage vow that has been handed down on the land of Zhongyuan. If you want to get married, you have to go to the suzerain country to ask for marriage.If the suzerain country agrees, it will issue an edict to announce it to the world.The document that was issued was the marriage certificate that bestowed marriage.A copy of the marriage certificate will be copied and kept in the records of the suzerain country, and the original copy will be brought back by the marriage envoy of the country where the marriage is proposed, stamped with the seal of the country and a concentric seal, and then the country of the marriage will bring the marriage certificate to greet the relatives.After the married country receives the marriage certificate, the two newlyweds belong to each other's names and affix the country's seal of the married country, and the two can perform the marriage ceremony and form a marriage.

I don't know which co-lord of Juntian's previous dynasty wrote such a passage on the marriage letter to Fengguo, and later generations continued this passage. No matter how the dynasty changes, this passage has not changed. However, by the Jun □□ period, it had been regarded as the marriage oath of both parties.

"A Li..." Zhi Ming whispered softly, as if it was attached to that person's ear, "A Li, what a fool..."

Zhi Ming walked slowly to the desk, caressing the words "Murong Li" inscribed on the letter, in his heart, they were already married that night...

Yes, they are married, and they are of the same heart, so what if it is the end of the world, let us travel thousands of miles, you and I will eventually return to the same soul.

With a gentle smile, Zhi Ming picked up a pen and wrote two characters next to the word "Murongli", "Zhi Ming".

The author has something to say:

Marriage letter!Marriage letter!In Li Li's heart, they are already married! ! !

I conveniently made up a year name for Mengmeng~~~Ming is the name of Zhiming, and it also means light. The adults who think about unifying the power of heaven should look forward to a bright future. Righteousness means awe-inspiring righteousness Well... Anyway, they all have good meanings~~~

Talk about the meaning of marriage:

The red candle reflected the bronze mirror, illuminating the two beautiful young faces inside.

However, the two who are in their best years envy Cangshan Mountain covered with white snow (Cangshan Mountain: blue silk, frost-covered snow: white head), and look forward to growing old together.

(Hope) Every day with you is a reunion.

There are no clouds in life, no regrets of parting.