[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

"Who does Lord Murong think?"

The unfamiliar tone made Murongli sober up a lot. He glanced at Zhiming and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty is here, Murongli is rude."

Zhi Ming snorted coldly, and sat down next to Murong Li, "Master Murong is very elegant, so I light up the lamp to paint..."

Murong Li seemed to be able to react after hearing the words, and hurriedly rolled up the paintings on the table, "Vulgar works should not be eye-catching."

Zhiming's face darkened slightly, "Master Murong is highly intelligent, why bother to talk falsely and belittle oneself."

After finishing speaking, Zhi Ming stopped talking to Mu Rongli, seemed to be tired, and closed his eyes with his hands on his forehead.

Murong Li saw that he looked sleepy, afraid that he would catch a cold, and wanted to get up to get the thin quilt, but found that Zhiming's cloak was on his body at some time.

Murong Li sighed inwardly, sat down, looked at Zhi Ming, under the dim light, his brows were deeply furrowed, the ridge line of his jaw was clearly defined, he was more heroic than when he first met.only……

"Your Majesty has lost weight."

Zhiming's heart trembled slightly.

Opening his eyes seemingly indifferently, Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li without saying a word.

Murong parted farewell, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something bothering you?"

"En." Zhi Ming replied, as if he suddenly thought of something, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "It's still a state matter, Lord Murong wants to know?"

This is a difficult problem, what Zhiming has in mind for him, now Murongli dare not make a decision easily, if he says he doesn't want to, he may not believe it, if he says he wants to, he may not feel that he has other plans.

It was the first time that Zhi Ming saw Murong Li not knowing how to deal with it, and suddenly smiled, "I seem to be embarrassing for Lord Murong."

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Forget it, Lord Murong doesn't need to say any more."

Murong Li lowered his brows and eyes, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Zhi Ming turned his head away, unwilling to see the expression on Murong Li's face, instead he pulled the candlestick on the table to play with.

The two were silent for a while, before Murongli asked, "Why didn't Yao Guang be established as a county?"

Zhiming heard the words, picked up the lantern, and said lazily, "Because I like it."

Murongli nodded, his heart was indeed what Zhi Ming would say, "In that case, Murongli still has one more question."

"Say."

"Why attack Yaoguang?"

Why can we face him with swords and swords, and meet each other on the battlefield?

He has sent envoys to plead guilty, and the people he sent were carefully selected by him, who are rare and prudent, and if they take ten thousand steps back, even if the explanation fails, it will definitely not lead to military disasters, so there must be something wrong.

With a tremor of the hand carrying the lantern, the light went out, and the bedroom became a little darker.

Zhi Ming let go of the candlestick, turned his head to look closely at Murong Li's eyes: "Then why did Ah Li send someone to assassinate me?"

assassinate?

Murong Xin was startled, and pulled Zhi Ming's arm, "Where is your injury?"

Zhi Ming was taken aback for a moment, Murong Li's anxious and worried eyes really couldn't see the slightest fake.Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li holding his hand, and finally looked away, "I am not injured, Luo Min was injured."

"Luo Min..." Murongli muttered this name, he had seen Luo Min before, he was the one who followed Zhi Ming.

Murong Li was still thinking about it, Zhi Ming said again, "Master Murong is regretting that this person is not doing well, otherwise it is still unknown who will own the world."

Murongli raised his head, looked at Zhiming, his expression changed from disbelief to a calm smile, "This is the second time His Majesty said such words to me."

Zhi Ming chuckled, "Does Lord Murong really not want to fight for the world?"

"I do not know!"

Compete in the world, he thought, because he is also a king, with a natural bloodline and the heart of a king, who would not want to rule the world, create a prosperous world, and have all nations come to court.But he won't, it has nothing to do with the current situation or national power, if the opponent is Zhiming, he won't.

He bowed suddenly, and performed the courtesies of a monarch and minister to Zhiming, Zhiming frowned slightly, "What is the meaning of this, Lord Murong?"

"Murong Li knows that he has betrayed His Majesty's trust and caused harm to Tianquan and the country. Although it was not my intention, it is my fault after all. I once said to make up for Your Majesty, but His Majesty refused..."

Murongli looked straight at Zhiming, and didn't dodge it.

Zhi Ming stared at Murong Li, then suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the sword from his waist...

Murongli also looked directly at Jianfeng, without any trace of fear...

The sword was suddenly tilted a few inches away, and with a snap, the bedroom was suddenly plunged into darkness.

It was the sword that knocked down the palace lantern.

The night is full of room, and it is even more lonely.Every second is infinitely extended.

After a long time, Murongli said, "What will you have to do before you will trust me again?"

Zhi Ming said, "The widow once gave Murong a chance."

Murong Li fell silent.

Not only because he missed Zhiming, but also because he never thought that Zhiming would test him.

The sword fell to the ground, alarming the guards outside the house.

Hearing the sound, Zhi Ming angrily reprimanded, "Retire all for this king!"

The imperial guard was ordered to leave in a hurry.

The room became silent again for a while, what was not quiet was the breathing of the person close to the ear and Murong Li's own chaotic heartbeat.

"On such a quiet night, the few people can hear Ah Li's heart." Zhi Ming leaned close to Murong's neck, rubbed it lightly, and the warm breath was sultry.

At that moment just now, Zhi Ming threw away his sword and hugged Murong Li.

"It's been more than half a month, Ah Li's injury must have healed."

Before the familiar voice fell, a warm, wet and greasy feeling wrapped around Murongli's neck like a spirit snake.

Murongli's hand unconsciously grasped the corner of the hem of the clothes, his nails dug into the palm of his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't push away the presumptuous man on his body, he just closed his eyes lightly.

The warm and provocative lips moved from the neck to the collarbone. In the dark night, Zhi Ming could clearly hear Murong Li's short breathing. He knew that he was restraining, and restraining it with all his might.

However, although this slight breathing sound seems to be absent, it is the most aphrodisiac liquor for Zhiming at this moment. In fact, Murongli was like a cup of poisonous wine to him. regret.

It's the same tonight, knowing that the person in his arms calculated his life in the applause.

Holding him, but still do not want to let go.

With a rustling sound, the belt around his waist was torn off by Zhi Ming, Murongli only felt that his outer garment had slipped off as soon as his waist was loosened.Those presumptuous hands took the opportunity to get in, attaching a smooth back.

Zhiming lightly gnawed at Murongli's collarbone as if punishing him, and licked the snow-white softness with the tip of his tongue. There was a special fragrance on Murongli's body, clean and clear, as innocent as a child.

Such a person has nine openings in his heart, and no one can get into his heart.

Zhi Ming was suffocated, nibbling lightly turned into sucking and biting, the hand attached to Murong Li's back moved up and down, the smooth back could be vaguely touched with distinct joints, Zhi Ming's heart moved slightly, Ah Li was always so thin.

Murongli suddenly felt very sad, there were slightly rough sword marks on Zhiming's hands, which he had never seen when he first entered Tianquan.

He was the one who got him involved in the flames of war. In those bright spring days, he only had the hatred of the country and the family in his heart. Looking back at this moment, he realized that the spring red had passed away and the autumn moon was flying in the sky. Loved one.

Murong Li let go of the hem of his clothes that he had been holding on to, raised his hand and lightly put it around Zhi Ming's waist, and rested his head on Zhi Ming's shoulder smoothly, his chest was against his, and his heartbeat was even faster than his.

The sudden tenderness made Zhiming startled, he stopped his reckless movements, he attached himself to Murongli and asked softly, "Ali... aren't you afraid?"

Murong Li opened his eyes, looked at the hanging beams on the roof, the white gauze fluttered lightly, "I'm afraid, will His Majesty stop?"

Zhi Ming did not answer for a long time.

Murong Li paused, "Then...Murong Li is His Majesty's from now on..."

"?"

"Forbidden."

Zhi Ming felt a pain in his heart when he heard the words, if Murong Li could see the face lying beside his ear, he would definitely find the astonishment and sadness in those eyes.

"I've never thought of it that way." Zhi Ming said with a stick in his throat.

"Among the Huatai of the palace garden, within the red tent and brocade quilt, Israel is the king's business. It's not a taboo, what is it?"

Hearing the words, Zhi Ming opened Murongli lightly, and looked at those eyes in the dark night, the light flickered, he still remembered the first time Murongli came to Tianquan Palace, the Tai Tuo said that he was a coquettish person who harmed the country because of his seductiveness.

Now he wants to give him such a name with his own hands?

but……

"That's what you owe the widow."

Murong Li chuckled, "Then, would His Majesty want a confinement or a counselor?"