[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The next day, when Zhi Ming got up, Murong Li was still fastening his waist buttons when he heard Arjun calling him outside the door.

Zhiming opened the door and saw Luo Heng following behind him, he was slightly taken aback, "What's the matter?"

"But the military situation has changed?" Murong Li followed, if it wasn't for this, Luo Heng would never have disturbed him so early in the morning.

Luo Heng clasped his fists slightly, "Your Majesty, Lord, when Deputy General Chen inspected the city tower this morning, he found that there seemed to be mourning banners hanging in Yuheng's camp."

"Mourning banner?" Both Zhili and Zhili said in surprise, "Who is dead?"

Luo Heng stared blankly at the two, Murongli and Zhiming looked at each other, their ears turned slightly red, avoiding his gaze and asked Luo Heng, "Do you know who is the loser?"

"It's not clear yet, I have sent scouts to investigate."

"It's best if Zhong Kunyi dies suddenly, and the world will be peaceful." Zhi Ming said bitterly.

Murongli looked at him and sighed, "It couldn't be him, otherwise the Yuheng army would have been in chaos long ago, but it seems that the mourners' status in the army would not be low, otherwise the entire army wouldn't have been wiped out."

"Ah! It can't be that ghost-faced general!" In the main hall, Yuyuan was shocked after hearing Luo Heng's description.

"How did you see that?" General Qu was excited, he is a general under Xiao Ran, he hates Ghost Face General, "According to the auspicious words of the prince, that is really gratifying!"

Yuyuan said calmly, "I'm also guessing, the ghost-faced general was stabbed yesterday, and his arm was broken. Could it be because of this that he passed away?"

Zhi Ming was surprised, "Broken arm?"

Luo Heng was also quite surprised, "Why didn't you say it earlier, this is good news, what's going on? You...whose credit is it?"

Yuyuan opened her mouth to speak, but stopped suddenly, glanced at Murongli, and begged.

Murong Li was startled for a moment, and then said, "Generals, the situation in Yuheng's army is unknown, please go to the city gate first, and be careful."

"The ministers must be ready!"

After the generals left, Zhi Ming said, "Why did Ah Li send them away?"

Murong Li sighed, and turned to Yu Yuan, "What do you want to say?"

Yuyuan paused and said, "I just can't figure it out, that ghost face will be cut off by one of my own people."

Zhi Ming frowned, feeling suddenly uneasy.

Geng Chen wondered, "What's going on? The Yuheng army is in conflict?"

Yuyuan didn't answer Gengchen, but looked at Murongli and Zhiming with complicated expressions, "If I'm not mistaken, that knife was aimed at Brother Little Fatty."

"Could it be... Could it be that the ghost face will be..." Zhi Ming stared at Murongli in a daze, feeling a little unacceptable for a while.

"Your Majesty." Arjun called Zhiming in a low voice, and glanced to the side.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw two people standing at the gate of the back hall, Mo Lan and Xiaopang.

Mo Lan looked back and forth between the people in the hall and Xiaopang, a little at a loss, while Xiaopang froze on the spot with a pale face.

"Little fat?" Mo Lan tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Xiaopang suddenly lowered his head, and a crystal clear teardrop fell down.

Zhi Ming and Murong Li frowned at the same time, while Yu Yuan stood aside in a dazed but unreasonable flustered state.

"I can't be sure it's him, it's just a broken arm. He is also a general, it won't be that easy..."

Before Murongli finished speaking, Xiaopang suddenly rushed over and knelt down in front of him.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

Murong Li paused and hurriedly went to pull him.But Xiaopang avoided his hand and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Lord."

Murong Li, "..."

Xiaopang knelt down with his head bowed, and the ground in front of him was mottled with tears in an instant, "I know he has evil intentions, I shouldn't..."

Seeing Xiaopang crying so hard that he couldn't speak enough, Mo Lan also knelt down beside him. Murongli saw that the one on the ground knelt down before another one got up, and immediately became anxious, "What are you doing!"

Mo Lan glanced at Xiaopang, then looked at Murongli with sadness in his eyes, "Master, it's my fault that I didn't like him."

Mo Lan has always accompanied Zhiming to make jokes, he is gentle and funny, Murongli has never seen him so guilty, only Zhiming knows that Mo Lan's eyes at this moment are exactly the same as when he helped Murongli escape from Liuli and asked him to take the blame .

Murongli took a deep breath, slightly lowered his clothes and squatted in front of Xiaopang, and patted his shoulder lightly, "The scout hasn't come back yet, so it may not be him."

Xiaopang tried his best to endure it, his hands clenched tightly on the hem of his clothes, he wanted to plead guilty to Murongli, but Murongli was still comforting him...

"Damn me..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Murong Li stopped, "It's not your fault," he said softly, stroking Xiaopang's head, "Back then... Zhi Ming led troops to attack Yao Guang, even though he was my enemy, But I still like him..."

Zhi Ming was stunned, the heart that was worried about Xiaopang was suddenly lifted into the air by Murongli's words, and everyone also looked at Murongli blankly.

Murongli didn't seem to realize it, looked at Xiaopang, and said seriously, "Sometimes even if we have different positions, but... the depth of love can't be controlled. Even though I knew that Zhiming would hurt Yaoguang back then, I still like him. I can't even draw my sword against him."

Xiaopang couldn't help crying more and more, "But he caused you to be divorced from His Majesty, and he also hurt General Xiao... I know he deserves to die, but I..."

"Don't say that about him," Murongli wiped his tears with his sleeves on his sleeves, "You are a good boy, although I don't know why you like him, but since you like him, he is not that bad, at least in the In his eyes, your life is more important than his own."

Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly tears filled his eyes again, "But I... stabbed him with a sword."

Murong Li, "..."

"It was stabbed in the heart." Xiaopang said in a daze, "I stabbed him with a sword, but he pushed me away..."

Yuyuan finally regained her composure, probably guessed the ins and outs, hesitated and said, "The ghost-faced general is wearing a mask, it may not be him, don't worry."

"It's him..." Xiaopang choked, "I recognize his eyes."

Zhiming's heart tightened, and he shook his head, obviously the enemy's main general was dead, but he wasn't excited at all.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Luo Heng came in a hurry, not even paying attention to the salute, and shouted, "Your Majesty, do you know who died in the Yuheng army! It's God's help..." His words stuck in his throat. Zhi Ming and Mu Rongli had a very strange atmosphere, so quiet that they could hear a pin drop.Zhi Ming stared at him, slightly raised his head.Luo Heng was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why.

Zhi Ming frowned, then raised his chin again, Luo Heng carefully glanced at Murongli who was still in deep thought, his heart turned, he knew it wasn't time to speak, but the military report was coming, he couldn't figure out what else to do now Heng Jun died and the general was even bigger.

Even so, Luo Heng had been fighting for many years and had a calm mind, so he bowed his hands to Zhi Ming and retreated.

Murong Li glanced at the back hall, sighed heavily, and rubbed the space between his brows.

Zhi Ming stepped forward and pulled his hand into his palm, "A Li."

Murongli looked up at him, "What should I do?"

Zhiming was stunned, the person in front of him always controlled the overall situation, calm and calm, even if Liuli pushed them to such a point, he could choose to die and survive.

Now, he asked him, what should he do?

Yes, what should I do? I have involved others for no reason.

Zhi Ming squatted down in front of Murongli, looked up at him, his favorite eyes were full of sadness and guilt, which made his heart ache, "A Li," Zhi Ming caressed Murongli's face, "Don't be afraid, the widow will end it all."

Murong Li was startled, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhiming smiled lightly, "As long as this battle is over, everything will be fine, you trust me."

Murongli stood up abruptly, "Don't act recklessly, I won't agree!"

Zhi Ming also stood up and put him in his arms, "Don't worry, I won't act impulsively. Let's take a long-term plan. I trust you, and you trust me. Together, we won't lose."

Murongli slightly pulled away from Zhiming's arms, "I'm not afraid of losing, but even if I beat Yuheng, some things can never be made up for. Xiaopang... what will he do?"

Zhiming's eyes moved slightly, and he sighed, "It's the widow's negligence. In the past three years, the widow has taken care of you, and Mo Lan has taken care of the widow. I don't know when they will..." The more Zhiming thought about it, the more puzzled he became, "They how could be……"

Murongli was also silent, he and Zhiming were just separated from life to heart, how hopeless is death?

"Zhi Ming... Will we one day also..." Murong Li looked at the person in front of him bewilderedly.

At the beginning of Zhiming, he was at a loss, but when he understood what he was referring to, he became impatient, "Don't talk nonsense, there won't be such a day, the widow said that no one or anything can separate us, not even the destiny."

Murongli was stunned by the person in front of him, Zhiming was angry, and he didn't say what he said, but this kind of him made him feel relieved and distressed, he thought to himself that he shouldn't be thinking wildly, "I'm making you anxious again, I don't know what to do recently Now, it seems...it's becoming less and less like me."

Murong Li lowered his head and sighed, rubbed the center of his brows, looking very tired, Zhi Ming asked nervously, "Ah Li?"

"It doesn't matter," Murong Li leaned into his arms, "It seems that you have taken care of me too well, I can't bear anything, and it's even more useless."

Seeing that he was still joking, Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, and cherished every bit of tenderness he had with him, "Why did you never tell the widow what Ah Li said to Xiaopang just now?"

Murong Li was stunned, and smiled, "I believe in you, I believe you will know one day. Even if I don't tell you, you will know, because our hearts are the same."

Zhiming closed his eyes, sighed, and laughed at himself, "How lucky you are to be like this."

Fang Ye stayed by Xiao Ran's side all the time, leaning against the bed rail for a while when he was sleepy.

"Hey, Mr. Fang, although you are only traumatized, you have bled a lot after all, so you should be taken care of." The imperial physician ordered Fang Ye to pass the medicine, and said with concern.

Fang Ye nodded slightly, "Your Majesty, I want to accompany him. Your Excellency has to take care of the little prince and the king, so let's go back first."

The imperial doctor Ling smiled helplessly. He was so impressed by this pair after another. He didn't say anything, but only gave Fang Ye a few words, and then left.

Fang Ye brought the bowl to his mouth, tried it, and the temperature was just right, "You, when are you willing to get up and take your own medicine? Are you playing tricks on me?"

After the words fell, Fang Ye raised his head and took a sip of the medicine, leaned over and pressed Xiao Ran's lips...

Although he knew that a sleeping person would not feel anything, his face was still slightly red.He remembered the scene when he was fed medicine for the first time. The soup dripped down the corner of his mouth. After feeding him a few times, he refused to swallow it like he was against him. He had nothing to do before he dismissed the imperial doctor's order, thinking about it This way.

The first time he kissed a person was when that person was unconscious, but he still couldn't be wronged, why would he be hurt?Fang Ye felt that he had no demands on Xiao Ran, he just wanted to wake up soon.

Thinking of this, the tip of her tongue gently opened his lips, put the medicine into his mouth, raised her hand to slightly support his jaw, so that he could swallow the medicine.

Xiao Ran only felt that he had been in a state of confusion for a long time, and he could occasionally hear Fang Ye's voice, but he couldn't see where he was, and wanted to find him, but his body seemed to be imprisoned in a small dark box, unable to move.He struggled like this for a long time, his body suddenly gained a bit of strength, and his eyes lit up, but there was a warm breath and a strange soft touch just a short distance away, which made him feel at a loss.

The gentle feeling became clearer and clearer. Xiao Ran opened his eyes suddenly, almost thinking that he was dreaming. When he saw the pair of lightly closed eyes in front of him, his gaze instantly became gentle. There was still a bitter taste of medicine in his mouth. With all his strength, he hugged the person in front of him and responded to him deeply.

Fang Ye was taken aback for a moment, and the medicine bowl in his hand slipped to the ground. The medicine probably splashed all over the floor, and the bowl should be broken, but who cares about that.He hugged Xiao Ran tightly, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, hit Xiao Ran's face, and condensed into one with his tears.

"Is Xiaopang still bored in the room?" Murongli asked.

"Mo Lan is with him, that's fine, I don't want him to hold on at this moment." Zhi Ming sighed quietly, "He always felt that he shouldn't like Luo Min, and shouldn't cry for him."

Murong Li wanted to say something, but felt that he had nothing to say.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty, the Lord of the Kingdom."

The person who came was General Song, Murongli hurriedly said, "Please get up quickly, General, but there is something strange about Yu Heng."

General Song said, "Suddenly the Yuheng Army is overwhelmed, and the commander will personally lead the troops!"

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