[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

The night returned to calm in the darkness, and with a bang, the lights exploded.

The lights are bursting, and the happy event is here.

Murong Li leaned over Zhi Ming's heart, staring at the flickering candles outside the tent, and suddenly chuckled.He rested his left ear on his heart, listening to the uniform and powerful ups and downs...

"A Li..." A mumbled murmur made Murong Li's eyes flicker, and he felt the hand that was clasped with him tighten a bit.

Murongli raised his head, resting his chin on Zhiming's heaving chest, staring at the sleeping person in front of him without blinking.He stretched out his hand to peel off the broken hair stuck to his forehead, and gently wiped the thin sweat on his forehead. It was still cold, and although the stove was lit in the room, he was still afraid that he would catch cold.

Just looking at him quietly like this, it's good to look at him like this for a lifetime, Murong Li thought, there was nostalgia in his eyes that even he himself hadn't noticed.

Caressing the handsome and heroic facial features with his fingertips, Murongli traced the familiar eyebrows, the tip of the nose and the lips that always teased him, "Zhiming..." Murongli murmured, "It's not that good... no Lie it to me?"

The hand is still held in the palm of the sleeping person, and the sleeping person does not know that his own shadow is embraced affectionately.

As if he had a tacit understanding, Zhi Ming also felt deeply uneasy in the dream, his brows were slightly frowned, but he couldn't wake up, he held Murong Li's hand and murmured in his sleep, "A Li...I...I I will definitely not hand you over..."

"A Li...I...will protect you..."

"A Li...don't be afraid...A Li, don't be afraid..."

"Fool, which one of us is more stupid?" Murong Li stroked Zhi Ming's slightly moving lips, stopping those sleepy words, "Zhi Ming, I won't let you gamble with yourself and Tianquan, I can't bear to... ..."

"A Li, don't be afraid, I will protect you for the rest of my life."

"Can't I protect you?"

"The widow will not give you such a chance."

"This is not fair!"

"The widow doesn't like 'fairness', the widow only likes you."

Murongli propped himself up slightly and looked down at Zhiming, the already scattered blue hair hanging on Zhiming's face, "That's enough, it's enough for Murong Li to have you in this life."

This movement touched the part of the lower body that had just paid for it, and he couldn't help sweating, his proud back couldn't bear it, and he couldn't help trembling.

It hurts!This kind of thing is actually so painful, and I am willing to do it.

Murong Li smiled to himself, shook his head, the pain was very painful, but his heart was happy.

Outside the house, the sound of horse whimpering came faintly.

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, his thin figure froze, and the hands that held Zhi Ming tightened and tightened.

He forced himself to restrain his trembling hands, and tucked up the quilt again for Zhiming.

Such a person who blends with him physically and mentally, the first night of the two of them, but he can't wait for him to wake up, the deep affection in his heart, after all, can't be lingering in his ears in the dawn of tomorrow .

I can't bear it!

Murongli suddenly lowered his head, the tip of his nose touched Zhiming's, and stared at him deeply. He wanted to engrave this face in his heart, live forever, and bring it into the underworld even when he died...

"Zhiming, wait for me!"

For the first time, a generation of kings who turned their hands into clouds, turned their hands into rain, and managed the world coldly, choked up for the first time.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door pierced the tranquility of the night heavily, and Murongli walked very slowly step by step. When he finally got to the Xunyou stage, he saw Geng Chen who was waiting for a long time with his horse and his hands and feet bound. Fatty who gagged.

Xiaopang's face was full of tears, and he stared at Geng Chen resentfully, Geng Chen didn't dare to look at him, but said awkwardly to Murongli: "Your Majesty, Lord Xiaopang came suddenly, so..."

Murongli nodded to express his understanding, and asked again, "Ah Qiong..."

"He's in Ayu's room. They both ate gold cakes. They are falling asleep at the moment and will wake up tomorrow."

Little Fatty was shocked when he heard the words, and stared at Murongli dumbfounded. He originally hoped that someone would find out all this and stop Murongli, but now the last hope in his heart was also shattered.

How could Murongli not know his anxiety, he endured the pain in his lower body, walked up to Xiaopang with difficulty, bowed to him, and when he raised his body again, his smooth forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and his face was as white as Cang Xue.

Xiaopang whimpered, his eyes were full of anxiety, he wanted to hold Murongli, even though his wrist was bloodstained, but he couldn't break free from the rope no matter what.

Murong Li stroked the corners of his eyes and wiped away the tears for him, "Silly boy, men don't flick their tears..."

Xiaopang cried even more fiercely, and couldn't stop the tears. Murong Li also choked up for a moment, then paused and said, "Take good care of him for me... Please..."

You can't stay any longer, otherwise you won't be able to let go...

Murong Li glanced at Xiaopang's wrist, raised his hand and slashed at the back of his neck, his shoulders instantly sank.He ordered Geng Chen to carry Xiaopang to the corridor beside him, untied the rope, took off his cloak and covered it with him, then turned around resolutely, not daring to look back.

When Geng Chen saw that Murong Li was unable to move, his heart was shocked.Although he had already guessed seven or eight points, seeing him like this with his own eyes, he couldn't help but hurried forward and carefully supported him, "Your Majesty, I'm going to find a carriage..."

"No need."

"But……"

"There's no time, you can give me a ride."

Geng Chen carried Murongli onto the horse and let him ride sideways on the horse. He had never seen Murongli so weak. His king, the king of Yaoguang who was above ten thousand people, was leaning against his arms, and his eyes were full of deep feelings. Deep tiredness.

Ye Lu felt cold, Geng Chen wrapped Murongli in his cloak.Seeing him biting his lip, I knew he must be in severe pain, so I slowed down...

"Hurry up, we have to get out of customs before Zhiming."

"Kings!"

"I'm ok."

Where are you looking like you're okay?Geng Chen's heart was roaring.He didn't know if it was because the wind was so strong today that his eyes were blinded, he just felt that there was a hot stream in his eye sockets from time to time, and he couldn't stop it.All along, in his eyes, Murong Li has always been an existence above all living beings. He is quick-witted and intelligent, has nine apertures in his heart, and is calm and unafraid in situations. Such a person, leaning in his arms today, is like a person who is blown by the wind. Broken paper man.

"Geng Chen, don't be like this, I'm fine." Murong Li sighed softly.

"I...I promised my son to protect you well, and I promised His Majesty...but I can't do anything!" Geng Chen held the rein with one hand, and wiped his tears fiercely with the other.

"The world is impermanent, how can manpower change it?" Murong Li sighed quietly.

Geng Chen suppressed his tears and said anxiously, "Is there really nothing to do? Isn't Your Majesty already going to send troops? Why do you..."

"It's useless." Murong Li closed his eyes wearily and shook his head, "Whether Tianquan sends troops or not, we lose."

"how come……"

"Zhi Ming already felt that he owed Ziyu. Although he didn't say anything, I know that he has always felt guilty and blamed himself. If he wins this time, Zhi Ming will not be happy, and he will live his life against the enemy. In the guilt of the old friend, I will not be really happy. Besides, if the troops are dispatched from other counties this time, the distance will be long and the people will waste money, and the local troops will decrease. There may be changes, and then there will be chaos. Enemy? If you send troops from the capital, only General Meng and Luo Min can send them now. Luo Min, although I don't believe him because he is a member of Zhong Kunyi, but right now he doesn't dare to act rashly. It's safe for the forbidden army to be led by him , but if he goes on the expedition, the duty of commander of the imperial guards will be vacant."

"Your Majesty is saying that General Meng's people will sneak in?" Geng Chen asked.

Murongli nodded, "I don't believe in Luo Min, so I kept Mo Lan on guard and didn't give him too many chances. He is also very smart and has never formed a party in the court, so Zhiming trusts him... But, things are like knives." , both good and bad, exactly like this, once Luo Min leaves, no one will take over the position of commander of the Imperial Army for him."

Geng Chen also realized the embarrassment, "But His Majesty can't send General Meng there..."

"Indeed," Murong Li sighed, "if he wins, Zhiming will once again face the powerful generals. Now that the foundation of Tianquan is not stable, he will not be able to protect Ding Yuan, let alone the humble people who are loyal to Tianquan Son, if Tianquan loses...heh..." Murongli laughed at himself, "Zhiming has to pay more than just Murongli."

Geng Chen was speechless.

Murong Li smiled, "This is a dead end."

"Your Majesty..." Geng Chen felt a chill down his spine.

The tiredness in Murong Li's eyes was suddenly stained with a hint of fierceness, "People who play chess will try every means to lure the opponent into a dead end. You know, there is another trick in this world called 'put to death and live later', Zhi Ming , Tianquan, this king will never let anyone touch them!"

Xu Shi's mood was turbulent, Murongli couldn't help coughing slightly, Geng Chen quickly stopped him, "Your Majesty, stop talking, Geng Chen understands, Geng Chen swears to follow His Majesty to the death."

Murong Li smiled faintly, "Thank you."

Geng Chen was startled, felt embarrassed, scratched his head childishly, "Your Majesty, Zhesha's subordinates, rest your Majesty, and I'll call you again when the door closes."

At dawn, when the palace bell rang, Xiaopang woke up in a daze, his hands hurt and his neck hurt, and he was only confused for a moment. Suddenly he was startled, grabbed his clothes and rushed to the Xunyou platform. However, apart from the water-red cloak in his hand, he couldn't find the two of them from last night. His heart skipped a beat, Xiaopang felt like the sky was about to collapse...

"Your Majesty!" Xiaopang almost scrambled up the Xunyou Terrace and rushed into Murongli's bedroom.

"Your Majesty! Wake up! Your Majesty!" No matter how Ren Xiaopang shouted, Zhi Ming just frowned, but he couldn't wake up.

In fact, Zhiming was half asleep and half awake, he vaguely heard the movement around him, and his heart became more and more uneasy, and he always felt that there was something most important to leave him...

The most important thing... the most important... who else is his most important besides Murongli...

Murong Li!

Zhi Ming struggled to open his eyes, the sky was spinning in front of him, he shook his head, subconsciously went to find the person next to the pillow, "A Li..."

"Your Majesty!" Xiaopang hurriedly supported him, crying, "Your Majesty, the king is gone!"

"Going away?" Zhi Ming repeated blankly, reaching out to touch the pillow, but did not find the warm body, only a piece of ice cold, even the remaining temperature was cold...

The head was still dizzy, but the heart fell into the ice abyss in an instant...

"Murongli!"

A heart-piercing cry of pain shook the entire dormitory.

Zhi Ming pushed Xiaopang aside as soon as he got up, and was about to chase after him. His feet were weak, his steps were shaky, his eyes flickered, and he lost his balance and fell heavily on the floor, making a muffled rumbling sound.

Xiaopang ran to Zhiming and helped him up, "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you, Your Majesty?"

"Heh...hehe..." Zhi Ming let out a weird laugh, and at the end of the laugh he seemed to be dazed, what's wrong with him?God knows what about him?He wanted to chase him back, but he couldn't wake up!Can't wake up!

How long has he been gone?Why?Why did the person who was still in his arms last night treat him like this!

Zhiming gasped for breath, letting Xiaopang hold him like a wounded little animal.

Those bright eyes were full of blood red, which made Xiaopang horrified. He had no doubt that if Zhiming had a knife in his hand at this moment, he would kill without hesitation!

Sure enough... Zhi Ming was silent for a moment, then threw Xiaopang to the ground, and rushed to the outside in a staggering manner.Little Fatty didn't dare to let him run around alone, he got up and chased after him, and when he went outside, he saw the tables and chairs that had been knocked to the ground, and Zhi Ming, with his back to him, stared at him quietly with his bare feet. On the wall, there are decorative swords hanging on the wall.

brush!The cold light of the white blade shook Xiaopang's heart suddenly, Zhi Ming turned around slowly, holding the sword in his hand, the cold madness in his eyes made Xiaopang strange.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Xiaopang knelt down trembling, shocked in his heart.

Zhi Ming smiled coldly, raised his sword and slashed fiercely at his arm!

The blood meandered down in an instant, as if it wasn't enough, Zhi Ming swung his sword again, a puddle of blood pooled at his feet in a blink of an eye, and the smell of blood filled the entire palace.

Xiaopang finally came to his senses, knelt down and grabbed Zhiming's hand, crying loudly, "Your Majesty, what is your Majesty doing! Your Majesty is sad, so come to Xiaopang, Xiaopang is useless, It's Xiaopang who didn't keep the king...Your Majesty...please, don't do this..."

Zhiming lowered his head, looked at Xiaopang blankly, and said hoarsely, "I scared you..."

He didn't intend to scare Xiaopang, the injury on his arm was so deep that the bones could be seen, only this kind of pain could wake him up.He didn't understand, he just wanted to find his A Li, why did he scare Xiaopang...

Xiaopang was completely stupid.

Zhi Ming said in a daze, "You don't want to part with him, do you?"

Fatty nodded vigorously.

Zhi Ming nodded slightly, and said softly, "Get ready for the horse, let's... go and get Ah Li back."

Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, got up immediately, looked left and right, finally tore off a piece of fabric from his lower garment, wrapped it up for Zhiming's wound, ran into the bedroom in a hurry, and took out Zhiming's clothes , "Your Majesty, put on your clothes quickly, Xiaopang will prepare the horse now."

Xiaopang put the clothes on Zhi Ming, turned around and rushed out of the hall, and bumped into a person as soon as he stepped out of the hall door.

"Master Hou?" Xiaopang said in surprise, "Master Hou has a horse?"

Mo Lan looked at Xiaopang suspiciously, looked up and saw Zhiming standing in the hall with disheveled hair, his face was pale, blood was pooled at his feet, he was horrified, and hurried forward, "Your Majesty!"

Zhi Ming suddenly raised his sword and pointed it at Mo Lan.

Mo Lan paused and stopped a few feet away.

Xiaopang was shocked. He looked at Zhi Ming and then at Mo Lan. He didn't understand what was going on. How could His Majesty, who had been warm to him just now, treat Lord Hou...

Mo Lan looked at Zhi Ming, her eyebrows furrowed deeply, and her expression was complicated, because he couldn't ignore the pair of eyes on the opposite side, which were full of sadness and disappointment that he had never seen before.

"Do you know, he is the person I love the most in this life?" Zhi Ming choked up.

"I know." Mo Lan's Adam's apple twitched, and said with difficulty.

"Heh..." Zhi Ming sneered, "Do you think that if you give him the king's seal, he will be able to leave?"

Mo Lan looked at Zhi Ming in horror.

With a bang, the sword fell to the ground, and Zhi Ming wobbled around Mo Lan and walked out of the bedroom.