[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

I found a small stall at random, and after lunch, I couldn't help but listen to the people's "Thank you" to Murongli again. This seems to have become an indispensable content for the public after dinner. Although his expression was indifferent, the tip of his ears were red, he couldn't help laughing secretly, a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart, such a good person who is supported by all people belongs to him.

When Murongli looked up, he saw a person staring at him, not even eating.He put down the bowl with a smile, flicked the man's forehead with his fingers, "Fool!".After he finished speaking, he smiled and wanted to pick up the bowl, but unexpectedly, he just touched the chopsticks when he was grabbed by the person beside him.

Murongli turned his head to look at him, which means what are you doing?Could it be that you still want to fight back?

Zhi Ming smiled mischievously and leaned closer to Murong Li's ear, saying something quickly.

The redness on the tips of the ears didn't fade away, but instead flushed all over his face in an instant.

Seeing it in Zhi Ming's eyes, he only thought it was very cute, and Murong Li really blushed easily, especially the tips of his ears, which were small and red, more attractive than the fruits on the autumn trees.

Murong Li stared at Zhi Ming, but suddenly felt that it was useless to stare, so he simply ignored him and just cared about his meal.

After all, he was the one who provoked someone, so Zhi Ming had no choice but to serve him tea and water to be careful, with a smile on his face.

Until the man finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, Zhi Ming quietly stared at the person in front of him, thinking that it was good for him to smile like this, and it would be nice if he could smile like this for the rest of his life.

The smile gradually faded from the corner of Junyi's lips, a trace of melancholy flashed away in Zhiming's eyes, when Murongli looked at him, there was only tenderness in his eyes.

The whisper just now, Zhi Ming said, "Ah Li, do you want someone to kiss you here?"

After lunch, the two wandered around the street again, guessing the time, the hairpin should have been carved, and the two went back to the main street.

In the afternoon, there were more people on the street, vendors and tourists crowded together, Zhi Ming carefully protected Murong Li from passers-by, and finally squeezed back to the small stall where hairpins were ordered.

"Hey! The two young masters are here?" The peddler greeted Zhi Ming warmly when he first saw Zhi Ming.

Zhiming smiled and said gently, "Is the hairpin ordered this morning ready?"

"Okay, okay! Just wait for the two of you to come and get it!" The peddler said, taking out a small box wrapped in brocade. The box counts as a small gesture."

"You know how to do business." Zhi Ming took the box with a smile.

The peddler scratched his head shyly and smiled.

Zhi Ming opened the box, his eyes froze for an instant, and the peddler asked anxiously, "Is the young master still satisfied?"

Zhi Ming stared at the box for a moment, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Very satisfied!"

Murongli was also quite curious, stretched his neck to look into the box, paused, then smiled gently.

They were a pair of minimalist hairpins, with slightly wider heads and thinner tails. There was a winding vine carved all over the body, winding to each head of the hairpins with a pistil and feather flower. They were lifelike and charming as real products.

The peddler laughed and said, "Because the young master said it should be simple, the small one was carved more elegantly, but the silver given by the young master is really worthy of better skills, so the small one made his own ideas and added some fun. "

As he spoke, the peddler took out the hairpin from the box, put the two hairpins together, and snapped them together!

It turns out that the vines on the hairpin not only mimic decoration, but also have such a function, "It is divided into hairpins like this, and combined into a vine with two pedicles."

"Bingdi..." Zhi Ming murmured and repeated, he couldn't help looking at Murongli, and smiled softly, "Bingdi..."

Murongli's face turned red suddenly, but he just looked at Zhiming, a little dazed, but he didn't run away.

Zhi Ming smiled and took out the hairpin, raised his hand and inserted Murongli's hair crown, the jade crown Murongli was wearing today was tied with brocade silk, so it did not come with a hairpin.At this time, the light emerald jade crown with yin patterns and the creamy yellow Yuqiong wooden hairpin complement each other perfectly, making the person with the hairpin even more handsome, worthy of a [-]-year-old boy.

If it weren't for the people coming and going on the street, I really wanted to hug him into my arms immediately, Zhi Ming howled secretly in his heart.

The peddler was stunned, and said with his tongue tied, "This... hey... I really don't know that the young master is going to give it to this young master, because the young master said that Yu Qiong... I thought the young master was going to give it to the young master." Give it to your sweetheart." The peddler smiled wryly, regretting that he was being smart, and explained bluntly, "It's no wonder that I misunderstood you, don't really let me say that the two young masters are not from Yaoguang, right? Is Yao Guang's love flower not known?"

Zhi Ming was finally willing to give the peddler some attention, and asked curiously, "You said Yu Qiong is a love flower? Isn't it the national flower?"

The peddler was also surprised, "Who said that the national flower can't be a love flower? This flower blooms everywhere in Yaoguang, and lovers are happy with each other. They all give this flower to each other. Everyone in Yaoguang knows it!"

Mo's eyebrows raised, Zhi Ming looked at Murongli playfully, and repeated in a leisurely tone, "Oh~ everyone in Yaoguang knows it!"

Zhi Ming stared at Murongli, the latter naturally looked away, and looked up to admire the common people passing by, um, very prosperous, very stable, very good...

"I don't know about Yaoguang, does Wang know about it?" Zhi Ming purposely approached the peddler, as if asking for gossip.

The peddler was also amused, and said with a straight smile, "My lord, you are just joking, how could your majesty not know that when the Yaoguang royal family gets married, they will decorate the palace garden with feathers, so if there is no special reason for the royal family's wedding, it will always be in late spring. The peddler said more and more vigorously, "Don't look at the little one as a foreigner, the little one still knows a secret of our king!"

Zhi Ming saw the peddler smiling mysteriously, he couldn't help laughing to himself, what happened recently, why everyone knows Murongli's secret.

The person involved still looked aside and continued to observe his people.

The peddler smiled and said, "Isn't our king born in late spring? It is said that the Yuqiong flower has not bloomed for a long time... the national flower is not blooming! Everyone thinks it is a sign of disaster from heaven, and the people are anxious. ..." The peddler was beaming, and said vividly, "Guess what happened later?"

Zhi Ming held back his laughter, and shook his head cooperatively, expressing his curiosity.

The peddler clapped his hands together in amazement, "On a late spring dawn, our king was born, and at that dawn, the whole Yaoguang's feathers bloomed, covering the mountains and plains! Don't mention how beautiful it is..."

Zhi Ming looked at Murongli in amazement, the latter glanced at him indifferently, then continued to pay attention to the people.

Zhi Ming climbed onto the peddler's shoulder and said with a smile, "You speak so brilliantly, have you seen it before?"

The peddler chuckled, his age is probably a few years younger than Murongli, not to mention that Tianshu moved here.

"Young master, don't believe me, I heard that the former king gave amnesty to the whole country that year!"

Zhiming was taken aback, the Marquis of Yaoguang County gave amnesty to the fiefdom, it seemed that on a certain day in the distant year, the little Zhiming sat in the study and heard the Taifu talk about...

"Let's go..." Murongli said slowly from the side.

Zhi Ming withdrew his hand immediately, and smiled at the peddler, "What other secrets do you know, I'll come and tell you next time..."

The peddler said proudly, "It's okay, my stall is always here, and you can come anytime!" Thinking of the hairpin again, he couldn't help but said with some embarrassment, "Young master's hairpin..."

Zhi Ming laughed loudly, "This hairpin! The carving is just right!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to chase the man in red who had gone far away. The peddler watched in a daze after the young man in black chased after the young man in red, then he held up the hand of the young man in red. The young master tilted his head slightly, shook his head, then took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the forehead of the young master in black...

The peddler was dumbfounded, and raised his hand to wipe his eyes vigorously, trying to take a closer look, but the two of them were already drowned by the crowd and went to nowhere...

"The carving is just right..." the peddler said in a daze, and then he let out a strange smile and said, "The carving is just right!"

In the midst of people coming and going, the two of them clasped hands and walked quietly, Zhi Ming suddenly chuckled.

Murong Li muttered, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhi Ming turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help laughing, "It's true that feathers bloomed all over overnight?"

Murongli looked at the sky speechlessly, "How do I know, but it's true that the father amnesty the whole country, it's recorded in the history of the country."

"Issuing an amnesty order in Fengguo is not a trivial matter," Zhi Ming thought, "Since the founding of Tianquan County, it has only been done three times."

"so what?"

Zhi Ming smiled playfully, quietly wrapped his arms around Murong Li's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms, "I actually got a Fairy Yu Qiong."

Hearing this, Murong Li also smiled heartily, and did not forget to flick the eyebrows of the troublemaker, "Fool!"

During dinner, Zhi Ming dragged Murong away to a restaurant near the city gate.

This restaurant is the first one after entering the city gate, the name is nothing new, it is called "Yingkelou".

"I heard that this place used to be a small stall. Because it is close to the city gate, the taste is good. The shopkeeper is solid. The bigger it gets, the better the taste is."

Murong Li smiled and said, "That's true, it was the year I was born that the shopkeeper built this building."

Zhi Ming nodded, "The year Ah Li was born was really a miraculous year!"

Murong Li gave him a blank look, and entered the restaurant without hesitation, Zhi Ming watched him walk briskly from behind, knowing that Ah Li must be very happy today, it has been a long time since he has seen him like this, gradually he really felt a bit of the old palace The Murongli in people's words, when he was young at that time, he had once been among the tourists and common people like this, counting the dazzling and rare things, he must have been accompanied by that person at that time...

"Zhi Ming!" In the crowd, the man turned his head and called him, waved to him, and smiled at Yan Yan.

Zhi Ming suddenly lowered his head, paused for a moment, then smiled and walked towards the only person waiting for him among the crowd...

Because he wanted to spend the Lantern Festival with someone, Zhiming asked the palace servants to leave the palace in plain clothes early in the morning, and reserved an elegant seat on the second floor. The restaurant has three floors, all of which are connected in the middle. There is a wooden case on the stage.

The upper two floors are all elegant seats, and the seats are separated by straw curtains. Guests sitting in the elegant seats can see the performances on the stage in the hall on the first floor, and they can enjoy the street view outside.

"There is a storyteller in this restaurant. He hasn't been here for a long time. I don't know if he has changed." Murong Li looked downstairs.

Zhi Ming stared blankly at the person seated opposite him, the corner of his lips could be seen on that person's side profile, which suddenly added a bit of innocence, his heart was full of nostalgia, Zhi Ming got up and walked behind him, holding him Li, "Be careful, don't fall."

"It's not very high either." Murongli replied casually.

"I know that Lord Murong has great martial arts skills! I'm willing to bow down!" Zhi Ming teased.

"Then you still don't let go." Murong Li chuckled, then turned to look at Zhi Ming proudly.

Zhiming smiled faintly, but his hands tightened a bit, "If you don't let go, I just want to hug you."

The tips of the little ears turned red again, but this time Murongli didn't look away, and looked at Zhiming with some doubts, until Zhiming felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly asked, "Is there something on your face?" ?”

Murong Li suppressed his smile, and said seriously, "What's wrong with you today?"

"What?" Zhi Ming laughed brightly, the laughter slightly disturbed the diners in the cubicle, he hastily restrained his voice, and stuck out his tongue towards Murong Li.

Murong Li was so teased by him that he had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to smile and sigh, "It's good that you're fine, you..."

"Ok?"

"If you have something on your mind, you must tell me, okay?"

Zhi Ming was stunned, his eyes softened, and he stroked the black hair of the person in his arms, "I'm just thinking, how can I have you..."

Murongli was stunned, he broke off Zhiming's hand and stared at him in a daze.

Zhi Ming paused for a moment, smiled again and touched his forehead, staring at those bright eyes, and said ambiguously, "If you look at the widow again, the widow will kiss you right here."

This is the second time today, but Murongli didn't turn his head away, only took a deep look at Zhiming, and said in a low voice, "Okay!"

The figure in the black robe froze for a moment, then smiled and closed his eyes, slowly covered the long-awaited tenderness, slightly sucked it into his lips, wrapped it softly, then slowly left, and said with a smile, "A Lizhen stupid!"

Murongli looked back at Zhiming, his four eyes met, each of them seemed to be full of starlight, boundless and bottomless.

There was a sudden "Oh" in the hall on the first floor, and the whole hall immediately applauded.

Murong Li took a look, it was still the storyteller, the restaurant also started to serve food, and the Lantern Festival banquet officially started.

Zhi Ming sat down beside Murongli, and after a while, the waiter came in with dishes that Murongli liked to eat. Murongli looked at Zhi Ming and smiled softly. The pot pours out for Murongli.

When the fine wine leaves the pot, the room is full of rich fragrance, even the waiter in the shop couldn't help swallowing, and praised, "Guest officer, this wine is really good!"

Murong Li asked with a smile, "Is it Tian Quan's wine?"

Zhi Ming nodded, "In such a festive season, Yao Guang's wine is a bit light, fortunately I brought this wine with me before leaving."

Murongli nodded in agreement, and when the waiter left, he held the cup and pushed it towards Zhiming, Zhiming smiled and held the cup and touched him lightly, the porcelain cup made a crisp sound, Murongli raised his head and drank it down, Zhi Ming stared blankly at the man drinking, and closed his eyes to finish the wine in the glass.

In front of the delicious meal, Zhi Ming served Murongli carefully with the cups and dishes, with gentle eyes and brows, Murongli tilted his head to look at him, completely unable to listen to what the storyteller said downstairs, he only felt that tonight This man was so gentle that he couldn't bear it.

Why can't bear it, but can't tell.

Just looking at it, I want to put it in my arms, protect it carefully, and feel the pain.

The whole hall is full of noise and cheers.The storyteller has finished speaking, and the restaurant has become a bright candle at some point.The diners in the building all tipped silver taels, clapping their hands and insisting that the old man say another one.The old gentleman cheerfully raised his hand to appease all the guests, and everyone was surprisingly quiet.

"Although this old gentleman is a storyteller, he is quite respected."

Murong Li smiled, with a flash of pride in his expression, "The folk customs of Yaoguang are like this, the old man just convinces people with his skills."

Zhiming smiled, and when he was about to speak, he heard another cry from the audience. Although the old man had gray temples, he spoke with great vigor, "Since everyone thinks highly of the old man, then... good! Let me say another one today! what's good?"

The old gentleman made a fool of himself, and waited for the guests to tell the names of those popular stories, then shook his head, straightened his clothes, and said leisurely, "Tonight, the old man, I will talk about the king of Yaoguang again." superior!."

Amidst the wave of applause from the crowd, the two people in the private seats on the second floor were shocked. Murong Li was drinking and almost choked. God knows what happened to these people after he left Yaoguang?

Zhi Ming was the first to come back to his senses, rubbing his back for him, "Are you feeling better?"

"It doesn't matter." Murong Li smiled wryly, "Zhi Ming..."

"You have been away from the country for too long, and the people just miss you."

Murong Li bowed his head in embarrassment, Zhi Ming pulled him into his arms and whispered in his ear, "I want to hear it very much, how about listening with me?"

Murongli was helpless, but nestled in that person's warm embrace, it was like hiding in a hole, not so embarrassing.

The old man took a sip of his tea, then he slowed down a little, stood in the middle of the stage, and spoke in a dignified tone, what he was talking about was the story of Murongli's several times of wisdom overcoming crises and protecting Yaoguang.

The old storyteller was impassioned, and reprimanded Mr. Zhao and his group of nobles for filling their own pockets, imposing exorbitant taxes, and encroaching on fertile land. It was no different from what he had heard in the daytime. Thanks to Murongli's heroic suppression, the people did not suffer any losses...

The surrounding crowd was passionate, clapping and applauding non-stop.

But Zhi Ming just listened quietly, occasionally calling "A Li" in his ear.

Murong Li said embarrassingly, "I'm not that powerful."

"Is it when the widow wants you to send troops?"

Murong Li paused, then nodded slightly to nothing.

"The widow must have made you very difficult at that time."

Murongli sighed helplessly, and just as he raised his hand to caress the guilt-ridden face in front of him, he was grabbed, and his hand was pulled against the man's heart like this, the palm protruding and protruding, shaking violently.Murong Li pressed against that place lightly, and the other hand took advantage of the situation to pull Zhi Ming's hand around him, and also pressed it to his heart. There was no words between the two sides, but there was a lot of sound.

At the end of the story, the storyteller's voice could hardly be heard. Everyone talked about Murongli, and when he talked about his return to the country, everyone was overjoyed. rely on.

When the crowd was excited, the owner of the restaurant came out to invite the old man, and shouted, "It's almost midnight, and it's time for the annual highlight of the 'Ying Ke Lou', everyone can look under your table, Every table has a sky lantern, just one, everyone, please be careful, think carefully about what you want to ask God? Next year, just point to this lucky head! Let's go together Let’s go to the open space in front of the building! Let’s go!”

As soon as the crowd rushed out, a few guests on the second and third floors got up and went to the corridor facing the street. Some of them were biting their pens. It seemed that they had too many wishes and didn't know what to ask for. Some of them had already begun to write quickly...

It's not just someone who shouted, "Listen everyone, I have a proposal, let's not be too greedy, each write a wish, no matter what we write, we will write a word of blessing to our king at the end ,All right?"

"Good! This is good!"

"I can see it!"

"Oh, I haven't studied and I can't write. I wrote it to the king. Please teach me how to write it. I want to write it too!"

"I eat and drink enough every day, and I don't have any wishes, so I just write a few more auspicious words to our king."

……

A hundred calls.

Murongli stared blankly at everything downstairs, these are his people.

In order to keep them safe, he had failed the person he cherished most in his heart time and time again. It was not that he didn't want to give up when he dreamed back at midnight, but they were the responsibility that Murong Li had to shoulder in this life. He is a man. He has known since he was a child that being born into the royal family does not mean he is above all living beings, but is responsible for the well-being of all living beings in the world.If Yaoguang had never been in trouble, he might be as willful as Zhiming, but he doesn't even own his own life, how can he be selfish?

When that person asked him to stay, how much he wanted to stay. The outside world is precarious. Even if he is resourceful, who really dares to say "foreseeing things like a god"? Of?After wandering for so long, he actually found a "home" in Tianquan. He endured so much pain that he said against his will, "Unfortunately, I don't like it."

He thought that if he let him down, he would stop thinking about him, and he wouldn’t be sad if he didn’t think about him, but he was afraid from the bottom of his heart that he really didn’t like him, and he hoped that he would like him, but also hoped that he wouldn’t like him , so repeatedly, broke a heart.

However, he privately thought that everything he did was justified, no matter how difficult it was, he should face it, and he never thought about getting anything from this group of people who needed his guard...

Zhi Ming was also shocked, he suddenly understood the person in front of him.Yaoguang's monarch and people are so single-minded, which is rare since Juntian was founded.He was also moved, these are the people his loved one guarded with his life... Recalling that day under the city tower, Murong Li would rather die than ask to protect them, it was such a dilemma, the widow and them, you had no choice but to Do you only give up yourself?

It's not that his Ah Li doesn't have him in his heart, his Ah Li has the world, the people, and him in his heart, but he doesn't have himself.

Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li's dazed profile with distress, Ah Li, Ah Li...do you want to be with them?

After a flurry of activity, hundreds of sky lanterns were lifted into the sky, and every one passed by Murongli, he could clearly see the word "My King" written gracefully, roughly, and neatly. It was written crookedly...

All kinds of handwriting, all kinds of blessings, from the literati's "Changle Weiyang" to the ordinary people's "good", one by one, floated away...

"Zhi Ming...I..." Murongli turned his head to look at Zhi Ming, the person who created this prosperous world would be at a loss like a child when faced with the results.The latter stepped forward and hugged him, "Ah Li paid for these with his heart, because you have given your heart to the people, and the people will treat you like this."

Murongli buried his head in Zhiming's heart, full of thoughts, he suddenly shook his head, "This prosperity is not mine..."

No one would give up his best years in exchange for his life, Murong Li had already returned to the loess, how could he come to be King Yaoguang today.

"Axu." Zhi Ming said softly.

Murongli raised his head in astonishment, opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Zhi Ming held his face tenderly, "The widow only heard about it from the old man in the palace by chance."

"He... Axu, he..."

"He grew up with you?"

Murongli bowed his head and nodded, then turned his head slightly, looked at the tower not far away, "That day, it was there..."

Zhi Ming hugged him into his arms, leaned over and kissed him, gently grabbed the sweetness in his mouth, gave him warmth and comforted him in the most intimate way.

Leaving his lips slowly, Zhiming lightly stroked the watery tender red with his fingers, and touched the warm forehead, breathing and blending with each other, it was so peaceful, enough to calm the deepest pain in the heart.

"The widow really appreciates him."

Murongli stared at Zhiming in a daze, not knowing why.

Zhi Ming just smiled lightly, and put the stupid man into his arms, looking at the city tower from afar, although he had never seen that young man, but his words came from the bottom of his heart, Axu, thank you for letting him survive ...

"Shall we put one together too?" Zhi Ming inquired.

Murongli nodded, tonight's people, tonight's Zhiming, tonight's everything is so good, so good that he was in a trance and a little afraid that this was an overly beautiful dream.

Zhi Ming brought pen and ink, and set up a lamp with Murong Li, the two of them held the pen and looked at each other with a smile. Go far away, into a small ball, into a star in the night sky, far away where they can't see... It's right to be accepted by the gods in the sky.