[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

Dining Room of Yaoguang Palace.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

"Your Majesty, please give the pot to the younger one, and the younger one will hold it for you."

"Corn noodles."

Ruyu spread her white hands, and the eunuch who was waiting at the side sighed helplessly, and handed over a piece of millet noodles.

The palace cooks in the room stared at Murongli as if they were looking at a strange scene or a rare beast, and watched with bated breath as their aloof king was kneading the dough in an ordinary way, but a detached person is a detached person after all. In the burning kitchen, the demeanor of the exiled celestial being all over his body was highlighted more and more.

Murongli was oblivious to the eyes that were focusing on him at this moment, he lowered his head and rubbed his face earnestly, two strands of black hair followed his swaying figure and moved past his eyes, obstructing his vision, he brushed them away dissatisfiedly, and rubbed them again Rubbing the itchy cheeks, as soon as the hands stained with millet noodles were removed, the surrounding couldn't help laughing a few times.

Murongli raised his head and looked around, the surrounding immediately quieted down, but he was still holding back his smile.Too lazy to bother with these little palace people, Murongli asked the palace cook who had been waiting beside him, "Is this how you sprinkle it on it so it can be steamed?"

"Hey, yes, that's fine... Hey, Your Majesty, give it to the little one, be careful! Your Majesty!" The little palace chef was about to burst into tears. God knows what stimulated their Majesty today.Out of nowhere, he came to the dining room, caught him out of nowhere and asked if he made the cakes a few days ago. He panicked for a long time, thinking that something went wrong, and he was praised by the king. The king of his family asked him to teach...

Then... the innocent and terrified little palace cook was tied by Murongli's side, and watched helplessly as the king of his family tossed and tossed in the dining room filled with fireworks for several hours.

"How long does this take to steam?"

"Ah? Oh... about half an hour." The little palace chef said anxiously.

"What time is it now?"

"This..." The little palace chef glanced at the copper pot, "Go back to the king, it's the second quarter of the unitary hour."

Murongli nodded, and looked past the crowd at the sky outside the dining room, thinking that he should be able to catch up, and I don't know if Zhi Ming has returned... He promised, he will come back before dinner...

Thinking about the parting in front of the city gate, Murongli pursed his lips lightly.

Everyone in the womb gasped, their king smiled... why does their king smile so beautifully!

The main hall of the Chen residence was closed.Zhi Ming screened everyone away, only him and the assassin in the room.

A streak of scarlet snaked down from the bright white blade, which was shocking. The white blade touched the throat, making the assassin sweat profusely.

"Tell me, what do you know?" The emperor with the blade said coldly, with a flat tone that sent chills down the spine.

The assassin subconsciously swallowed his saliva, slightly touched the skin of his neck and rubbed it lightly on the sharp blade, the pain made him break out in cold sweat again, and tremblingly said, "Do you remember that in those days, when Xisu besieged Yaoguang, His Majesty escorted food and grass to Yaoguang... ..."

"What do you want to say?" Zhi Ming Motong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Your Majesty was ambushed by Xi Su on his return trip, right?"

The sharp blade on the neck made another cut, the assassin paused, and then said tremblingly, "Our king intentionally revealed the whereabouts of your majesty to Xie Su, and the purpose is to lure Tian Quan to send troops... ah... uh... "

The white blade was tilted slightly, shaking so that people's eyes were closed, and blood was seen in the throat in an instant... The soldier stared at the copper bell-sized eyes, which were bloodshot, "You...why...why..."

"Hmph? Why?" Zhiming's eyes were cold and cold, and there was no murderous intent in his eyes, "The widow told you why? You deserve death for betraying him, and even more for betraying him!"

He stared coldly at the person in front of him with his eyes open, staring at the air, his chest heaving from rapid at the beginning to weak at the end, until it returned to silence.

A pair of cold black pupils closed in an instant, suppressing all the waves in his heart.

There was a bang, trembling echoing in the empty main hall, it was the sound of a blade falling to the ground.

The main hall door was slowly pushed open.

Chen Yu immediately went up to meet him, and said worriedly, "Your Majesty, you have finally come out."

Zhi Ming glanced at Chen Yu indifferently, "Clean the house."

"Ah? Hey, it's..." Chen Yu said cautiously, "Then the one outside..."

Zhi Ming glanced at the unconscious assassin on the ground, and said coldly, "Kill."

Chen Yu's heart was shocked, and he took a moment to order his subordinates to say, "Hurry up! Clean it up! Be quick!"

The servants and guards in the mansion hurried away when they heard the words. Chen Yu turned around and saw that Zhiming's right arm was still oozing blood, and the wound was covered with clotted dark red blood. His Majesty passed on the doctor."

"stop!"

"Ah?" Chen Yu didn't understand, what would His Majesty do if he didn't heal his wound? If Zhi Ming had something good or bad in his mansion, the old officials in the imperial capital would have to shave his whole body.

Zhiming said calmly, "Go outside and find a reliable doctor, and don't leak any news."

Chen Yu was sweating and finally invited a private doctor who often walked in the mansion.

The doctor had been instructed, and without saying a word, he carefully cleaned up Zhiming's wound, and then began to apply medicine neatly.

The wound on the dead hand was very deep, Zhi Ming frowned, and said, "Doctor please tie it tighter."

The doctor paused, looked up at Zhiming and said disapprovingly, "This old man has practiced medicine for many years, so I have to remind you that the wound is too tight, which may hinder the recovery."

Zhi Ming shook his head lightly, "It's okay, you can tie it thicker to ensure that no blood oozes out."

The doctor has never encountered such a weird patient, but the Chen family is powerful and still respects him, so he can only sigh, "I will do my best."

Zhi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair with a long sigh.

Chen Yu was helpless and at a loss, "Your Majesty..."

Zhi Ming suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him.

Chen Yu immediately stopped, and changed his words, "If you are tired, you can rest in the mansion."

After the doctor bandaged it up and retreated, Zhi Ming said slowly, "The widow has said it, go home for dinner."

"Ah?" Chen Yu hesitated, "But today's matter remains to be..."

"Today's business?" Zhi Ming repeated coldly.

Chen Yu has been an official for many years, at first hearing that Zhiming's tone was different, he couldn't help but keep silent, observing his face carefully.

"What's going on today?" Zhi Ming asked back.

Chen Yu's heart was shocked, and his thoughts turned back and forth in an instant, and he tentatively replied, "No... nothing? Nothing happened today."

Zhi Ming nodded in satisfaction, "It's just that the widow went to Mr. Chen's mansion to chat for a while, and accidentally knocked over the teacup, it's not a big deal."

"Yes yes yes..." Chen Yu nodded in agreement.

"Then I have to trouble Mr. Chen and the people in the house to clarify."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, everyone in the Chen residence has one mouth."

"and also……"

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Master Chen, don't be nervous." Zhi Ming smiled lightly, "The widow's clothes are torn, I just ask Mr. Chen to borrow some clothes."

There was a long hissing of a steed at the gate of the palace, and no one dared to stop the horse galloping past.

The horse galloped through the main roads of the palace, and did not restrain its movement until it approached the king's bedroom, and slowed down.At a place a hundred meters away from Murongli's bedroom, Zhi Ming got off his horse, ignored the court people around him who were saluting, left his horse and walked towards Murongli's bedroom.

The horse seemed to sense it, and da da paced up to Zhi Ming, then rubbed its head against him.

This horse has been with him for a few days, and it is the first time that he is so intimate with him. Zhiming sneered, "What? Want to please the widow for your master?"

The horse snorted and wanted to rub against him again, Zhi Ming was helpless and in no mood to tease it, so he ordered the palace servants to take it away, and then heaved a deep sigh of relief.

Looking at the royal dormitory with its vermilion and blue tiles from a distance, it is clear that his heart is like an arrow, but every step is so heavy, and many details that he has never thought about before become more and more clear...

He thought that even if that person was all over the world, at least he hadn't plotted against him. It turns out...has he ever made a offer for him?

It was a pawn he used to "borrow soldiers" from Tianquan.

The person standing in front of the door paused, took a deep breath, and stepped into the threshold.

Opening the curtain, I saw the man sitting in front of the table, staring at a table of dishes in a daze.

The sound of the swaying bead curtain startled him, and when the man turned his head and saw him, he bent his lips and smiled.

"Zhi Ming!"

I have never seen him so happy before, Zhi Ming smiled lightly, and the man had already walked up to him.

Murongli naturally untied Zhi Ming's sable fur, but suddenly he paused, "Why did you change your clothes?"

The Zhi Ming in front of him is no longer the black robe he wore when he went out in the morning, but a black gray straight train, covered with a duck egg green robe with big sleeves, he is rarely dressed so elegantly, it makes Murongli feel his eyes shine.

Zhi Ming smiled, "Accidentally spilled the tea, so I asked Chen Yu to borrow it."

Murong Li was startled, and hurriedly pulled him over to check carefully, "Is it burning?"

Zhi Ming frowned slightly, took his hand, and smiled, "No, it's just that the clothes are wet and afraid of catching cold, so I changed them."

"That's true," Murongli nodded in satisfaction, "it's hard for you to know that you are afraid of catching a cold, you can teach me!"

Zhiming smiled lightly, and said softly, "Why are you so happy today?"

Murong Li suddenly lowered his head, paused, and then took his hand and sat down at the table, "It's nothing, let's eat."

Just as Zhi Ming was about to raise his hand, he suddenly touched the wound on his right arm, his brows slightly furrowed and then immediately relaxed, and said with a smile, "You can feed the widow."

Hearing this, Murongli suddenly looked up at Zhi Ming, and was stunned. After remembering that it was not the first time that this person had acted like this, he pursed his lips helplessly, held back his smile, and stretched out his hand to hold a chopstick to pick up a piece of pastry. Bring it to Zhiming's lips.

Zhi Ming smiled slightly, and lightly bit a small piece, Murong Li hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"Very good," Zhi Ming chewed, suddenly paused, and asked in doubt, "What's in it?"

"Guess?" Murong Li chuckled lightly, there was some anticipation in his eyes, and he looked particularly energetic.

Zhiming stared at it for a while, then savored it carefully, and then hesitated, "Could it be plum blossoms."

Murong Li pursed his thin lips lightly, nodded and said, "The leftovers from cooking wine last time were soaked in sugar. Don't you like sweets?"

I don't know if it was his delusion or the red candle in the room reflected that face, but Zhi Ming felt a slight blush on Yuxue's fair cheeks...

Because he likes sweets, he marinated plum blossoms with sugar, and he became shy because he told him the reason... Such a person once put his life and death on the chessboard of his restoration of the country...

There was a sudden pain in his heart, and there was still a sea-shattering wind blowing and disturbing. Before his eyes turned red, Zhi Ming leaned over and hugged Murong Li tightly into his arms...

This hug came so abruptly and so tightly, as if he would disappear in the next moment, Murong Li was stunned, and it took him a long time to ask softly, "What's wrong with you?"

The man buried between the neck of the red robe tightened his arms again, and said in a muffled voice, "I just miss you a little bit."

Startled for a moment, Murong Li looked softly and said softly, "I'm not right beside you?"

Murong Li thought, he had promised that Zhi Ming would stay with him, as long as he didn't give up, he would never leave.

What he said, he can do.

Zhiming calmed down, sighed deeply, and said in a low voice, "Yes, it's enough for you to be here."

Despite all kinds of twists and turns and tricks in the world, this person in his arms is enough to be by his side. In his whole life, all he wants is a Mu Rongli.

A red candle, a pair of plain shadows, the two gossiped until the night fell.

Murong Li lost the joy at the beginning, and became worried while talking and laughing, but he never asked a word, until the third watch outside the bedroom, Zhi Ming gently picked him up and walked towards the bedroom, and carefully placed him on the brocade couch Go up, and said softly, "Sleep, the widow will accompany you, and the widow will leave when you fall asleep."

The thin lips were slightly pursed, the thick eyelashes like a feather fan closed for a moment, and then opened again, Murongli smiled helplessly, "No, I can't sleep if you look at me."

The person who is close at hand has red lips slightly curved, and when he smiles, the breath that belongs only to him breathes on his face. Lick, so tender, so cherished, lightly licking the thin lips, and then probing into the opponent's position with ease...

This time, the man let him go, interacting with him tentatively with his tender tongue, and timidly wanted to run away, Zhi Ming would let him go, he missed him, wanted to kiss him, he couldn't ask him, he couldn't If you use the past to hurt him even the slightest bit, this matter...he will forget it forever, in his kiss, in his arms...

Slowly letting go of Murongli, Zhi Ming smiled, gently stroked those watery clear pupils with his fingers, and whispered, "Sleep, I will pick you up tomorrow."

The cold night was quiet, and the man in plain robes and sable fur walked back to Dongyuan alone. He raised his head and saw a lonely moon hanging in the sky. The sky was getting colder and colder. It took him a lot of effort to finally put the person in his arms to sleep. Even if that person sleeps peacefully in his arms, he feels that the whole world is at peace...

It is enough to have him in the world...

Slowly pushing open the door of Dongyuan, the people in Yiyuan were very lively, Geng Chen finally couldn't hold back the enthusiastic Ayu, and was successfully drawn into the Tianquan small group, the majestic Yaoguang dead man became a good hand in daily hunting food .

"Your Majesty! You're back! Gengchen hunted pheasants today. It's very rare. It's snowing." While Ayu and Ahua were fighting for meat, he still didn't forget to say hello to his majesty, which is really rare.

Zhi Ming shook his head and smiled, and approached them, "Eat more if you like, I'm tired, let's rest first."

Everyone was stunned, Zhiming's complexion was not very good, not only his expression was sick, but his whole face was pale, even the color of his lips was pale.

Little Fatty was startled, and hurriedly grabbed Zhi Ming, before he could say any words of concern, he heard Zhi Ming grunt, and then the sleeve robe he was holding in his hand was soaked with blood.

Everyone was shocked, Geng Chen's first reaction was to pass on to the doctor, but Zhi Ming stopped him.

"Don't startle anyone."

"But..." Geng Chen hesitated, "You are injured, how can you not pass on the doctor? Does the lord know?"

Zhi Ming glanced at Geng Chen, then smiled indifferently, "Don't tell him."

"You..." Geng Chen was speechless.

Zhiming closed his eyes to hide his tiredness, "I don't want him to know."

"What exactly happened?" Geng Chen faintly felt that the matter would not be simple.

Everyone could see that the atmosphere was not right, the noisy like A Yu, Xiaopang endured their anxiety and obediently waited aside.

Zhi Ming looked up at Geng Chen, his eyes met, and Geng Chen had no fear.After a while, Zhi Ming smiled comfortingly, "You are very loyal."

Geng Chen was stunned.

"If you are really loyal to him, then don't let him worry you any more," Zhi Ming said with flickering eyes and a deep tone, which is a kind of promise between men, "I swear in the name of the royal family that I will never hurt him again." .”

The author has something to say:

The best Mengmeng and the best Lili~~~

Those who understand you will always understand you...Those who left first were just passers-by at the beginning...

I said that Zhili will not be centrifuged anymore~~~ Tomorrow they will have the Lantern Festival, and they will return to China soon...you know...