[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

Stick to this one heart and never leave · Qingming chapter · Still remember the heart of the guest

Dwarf paper lays in a sloping row for grass, and fine windows divide the tea into tea.

Murong Li slowly opened his eyes, there was a vague figure standing in front of his eyes, before he could see clearly, a pair of warm hands had already cupped his face, and his lips were gently enfolded by another pair of lips.

"A Li..."

Murong Li had just woken up, and was kissed into darkness again. He lay in that familiar embrace, smirked for a while, and then came back to hug the person in front of him, "You're finally back."

A simple sentence, gentle and reassuring.

Zhi Ming couldn't tell if he had rushed back ahead of the sacrificial ceremony, because as soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he heard A Yu say that Murong Li fainted during his outing.Although Yi Cheng assured him again and again that Murong Li was fine, probably because he was tired and fell asleep, but Zhi Ming was still worried and looked at the person in his arms carefully.Murong Li was embarrassed by his look, so he leaned over and pinched his face, propped himself up on the way, and helped him take off his dusty robe.

Zhi Ming was reluctant to let him do such a thing, but he couldn't bear to let him see the clues. Murongli had ordered earlier that he was not allowed to tell Zhi Ming about his fainting.

"When you were in Tianquan, I went out." Murongli put the clean robe on Zhi Ming's body, and fastened the jade buttons on him.

Zhi Ming held those moving hands, and gently patted Murongli's head, "I heard what Ayu said, but it's a pity that I couldn't accompany you to see Yu Qionghua."

Murong Li raised his head in surprise, he could see that he was in a good mood, "The flowers haven't faded yet, you take a rest, we'll go again some other day."

Zhi Ming nodded, and dragged Murong Li to the desk to sit down.

"See what I brought you?"

As soon as Murong Lifu sat down, he saw a brocade box placed on the ebony carved wooden table.Looking at the width and narrowness, it looks like a flute or a sword, but the length seems to be a bit longer.

"What is it?" Murongli was curious.

Zhi Ming grinned, "If you don't guess A Li, if you can't guess, you will be punished."

Murong Li was originally a very intelligent person, but this time he refused to move his mind at all, he leaned over shyly and kissed the corner of Zhi Ming's lips, watching him smile.

Zhi Ming was stunned for a while, and then pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, this person, he really lost to him.

Murongli happily opened the box, and a scent of fragrance rushed to his face.

"This is..." Murong Li lightly touched the fragrant thin paper roll with his fingertips, carefully took it out and spread it on the table, the aroma became even more tantalizing.

"Huaxuan." Murongli smiled, and stroked the petals on the thin Xuan, "Is this apricot flower?"

"In Tianquan, I saw the flower seller's flowers blooming very well, so I wanted to bring them back to you, but the journey was far away. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to wait until I came back, so I simply asked people to make Xinghuaxuan." Zhi Ming embraced Murong. Li, resting his chin on his neck, lazily said, "If this thing can still catch Ah Li's eyes, I'll reward you for a while."

Murong Li's face flushed, he was ashamed of his affection just now, and he nodded slowly.Zhiming felt distressed again, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.After that narrow escape, Murongli was different, as if he was always afraid that he would not know how much he liked him, no matter how shy he was, he no longer concealed his feelings.

"What's the matter with you?" Mu Rongli asked after noticing Zhi Ming's subtle silence.

Zhi Ming smiled and changed the subject, "What would Ah Li want to draw on such a good paper?"

Murong Li nodded and smiled, with an inscrutable expression on his face.

"Maybe you already have a plan?"

Murongli looked up at Diaoliang Huadong, "The secret must not be revealed."

After traveling for several days, Zhiming was tired, so he fell asleep on Murongli's knee.Murong Li fiddled with his hair, gently stroking his eyebrows, "Take me with you next time."

"Wherever you go, take me with you."

Three days later, the fragrance of horseshoes came back from stepping on the flowers.

In a temporary arbor in the suburbs, Zhi Ming poured a cup of tea for Murong Li and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's really hot this year."

"No!" Murong Li smiled and handed Zhi Ming another sip of tea, "It's only been a few days, and the flowers are starting to wilt."

"It's okay," Zhi Ming took the tea and drank it down, "it's still very fragrant." After saying that, he moved closer to Murong Li and sniffed lightly on his neck.

The ambiguous breath was there, making Murongli shrink his neck from the itchiness, "You really..."

Murong Li glared at Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming looked up at the sky, so innocent.

The tea set was moved aside and replaced by the Four Treasures of the Study.Murongli spread apricot blossoms on the table, the only fragrance in the fragrance of Yu Qiong.

Zhi Ming leaned against the corner of the wooden table, looking at Murong Li with one hand supported.

When this man was serious, he really wanted to push him down and love him fiercely.

Of course, Xiao Jiujiu can only go through it in his heart, and Zhiming will never disturb him.

I saw that banished immortal-like person writing ink and writing, his movements were elegant and elegant, but his eyebrows were always gentle.

Zhi Ming was so obsessed with watching it, and he didn't know how long he looked at it. The man's brows loosened a little, and he turned around and smiled at him, "It's done."

Looking at the stupid person in front of him, Murongli patted his head angrily, "Fool!"

Zhi Ming covered his head and curled his lips, his eyes froze when he landed on the paper, the pen and ink on the paper, his eyebrows were picturesque, he was very familiar, he was the famous co-lord of the world.

"A Li..." Zhi Ming swallowed in a daze.

Murong Li put the pen back on the pen stand, nestled into Zhi Ming's arms, and sighed, "It's so beautiful!"

It was rare that the Lord of the World, whose skin was always thicker than the corner of the city wall, actually blushed.

Zhi Ming suddenly felt some heat in his eye sockets, and Murong Li didn't know what was going on, and he always made him feel distressed in different ways.

He lightly bit the slightly red ear tip of the person in his arms, "Use such a good paper to draw me? A Li doesn't feel bad?"

"The best paper, the best person to draw." Murong Li smiled faintly.

Zhiming's eyes softened, and he murmured, "The best is obviously already in the arms of the widow."

Murong Li smiled lightly, the two cuddled each other, it was already a beautiful day.

Su Yi couldn't help but sigh, and she could arrive home as if she was Qingming.

Four days have passed since the Qingming Festival, and there are still people outside the city who come back late to worship. Zhongyuan pays attention to worship before the festival, which should be done sooner rather than later. However, Yaoguang was destroyed in the early years, and the people were displaced. It's good to be able to worship, there are not so many rules.

I didn't want to disturb the people, so I just pretended to be an ordinary family. Because of the Qingming Festival, both of them wore tea-white plain gauze, and they walked gracefully among the flower clusters, making people look back and stop frequently.

Zhi Ming squinted at the sneak peeking tourist from the corner of his eyes, and raised his hand to embrace Murong Li into his arms.

Murong Li was watching a bee collecting honey by the side of the road and thought it was amusing, when he felt his shoulders tense, he looked back at Zhi Ming blankly, "What's wrong?"

Zhi Ming gave a dry cough, and looked at the sky, "Going downhill, be careful of the slippery road."

It has been four days and the sky is clear, so the road is probably slippery!

Murongli nodded, let Zhiming hold him, and continued to look for the little honey bee.

Zhi Ming looked at the person in front of him tenderly, until a hand turned over to grab him, before he could react, he listened to Murong Li, "Be careful too."

A road, no matter whether it is bumpy or not, it is you who pull me, and I also pull you, to walk three thousand miles in the world of mortals together.

Where the breeze passes by, it blows the leaves and sweeps the flowers, and also shakes the hem of the plain gauze clothes, flying and swaying.Murongli turned his head, took Zhiming's hand and walked back, looking at him and smiling.

Zhiming's eyes trembled, and he always felt that the person in front of him seemed to be swept away by the breeze, and Axu's words that day flashed in his mind again, "Ah Li!"

Almost instantly, Zhi Ming pulled Murong Li into his arms and hugged him tightly, "A Li, don't leave me!"

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, then hugged Zhi Ming at a loss, "What's wrong?"

"You promise me, don't leave me."

These are the words that Zhi Ming has kept in his heart for a year. Since Murong Li woke up a year ago, he has been calm and steady, not letting Murong Li consume any more energy. It is obvious that he is driving himself crazy in his heart. He was very afraid that Murongli might make a mistake.

When he returned to the palace that day, upon hearing the news that he had fainted, he rushed to the bedroom almost immediately. Seeing him breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully, he tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart and did nothing. Outrageous thing.

Murong Li lowered his eyes and pressed his forehead against Zhi Ming's. The fear in the man's eyes hurt his heart.

"Zhi Ming..." Murong Li choked up.

In the eyes of the countries outside Zhongyuan, the king who is omnipotent and powerful in the world will also be afraid, and there will be fear and helplessness in his eyes.

He is not an invincible emperor, but his weakness is him.

"You, you must have owed me a lot of money in your previous life." Murongli smiled lightly, and the tears-filled cheeks were also filled with unadulterated happiness.

Zhiming met those clear eyes, "Yes, I owe a lot, this life is not enough, you have to chase after me for debt, next life, next life..."

"Why so much money?" Murong Li couldn't help laughing, thinking that even if he owned a gold mine in this life, he wouldn't be able to borrow money that Zhi Ming would pay back in several lifetimes, right?

"The widow is serious."

The rare man didn't laugh, but said absurd words to him with a serious face.

Murong Li pursed his lips and smiled, "Could it be that we can't be together after we're done?"

Zhi Ming was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that he was so stupid, thinking of being together, he could be together no matter what, how could there be so many twists and turns.

The co-lord is usually dignified, but he can't stand it anytime he gets excited and commits a crime, hugging Murongli by the waist and spinning around in circles.

Murong Li was dizzy from being shaken by him, but secretly laughed that he was dizzy because of this person's liking.

In the bushes of flowers in the distance, the black veil flying figure stood alone, and the slight sadness in his slightly restrained eyes made the gentle smile on the corner of his lips look more bitter.

"Is he good to you?"

"very good."

"A Li..." The "person" opened his mouth and called out silently, "It really is very good..."

He lowered his head and smiled, and looked at his slightly transparent hands, "It's really greedy, you have been the first to reach me in several lifetimes."

Last night he was in Murongli's dream.

"You take this."

"what is this?"

"hair."

"I know it's hair, but why does the pretty Axu give me hair?"

"You just take it well."

Murongli took a closer look at the hair and exclaimed, "Is this... from Zhiming?"

Axu glared at the void angrily, but murmured softly to Murongli as usual, "You even know your hair, you really are..."

"what?"

"Forget it...it's nothing." Axu remembered the business and said seriously, "Take it well, if he dares to bully you again, he will be frozen and roasted, and he will definitely suffer!"

As soon as A Xuyu finished speaking, he looked up and saw Murongli looking at him in disbelief, so he stopped talking immediately, a little embarrassed.

Murongli looked at the hair, and carefully hid it in the skirt of his clothes.

Axu frowned, "What are you doing?"

The feeling of hair rubbing against flesh is not pleasant.

Murong Li lowered his head and sighed, "It would be terrible if such a thing fell into the hands of outsiders, but just now I heard you said that it can't be destroyed, really..."

Axu was speechless, "I gave you this to protect you!"

God knows if he will lose his nerve again one day?Of course, Axu didn't say the last sentence.

Murong Li smiled helplessly, "He won't."

A Xu obviously doesn't believe it, and it's true, it's a shocking legend for a man to believe in his rival in love.

"I believe in him."

Murongli smiled slightly, which stunned Axu for a moment.

The Murongli in front of him is exactly the same as the Murongli when he was young.

"Well, I really lost to you." A Xu patted Murongli's head, "I... probably won't be able to see you again in the future."

Murongli raised his head suddenly, feeling sad too.

Axu couldn't say anything to ask him to take good care of himself, he loved him and wanted to protect him in his arms, instead of letting him take care of himself.

He is the one who should take care of him!

Now, he can only entrust it to others, he is not reconciled.

But he can no longer make things difficult for him.

"Don't be sad," Axu smiled more gently, "He wants to see you feel sad for me, the whole beauty will be drowned in jealousy."

Knowing that he was telling a joke to amuse him, Murongli could only forcefully pull out a smile.

"Axu..." Murong Li stopped him, "Let's go to die..."

Axu was stunned... His eyes were filled with panic for an instant, and in the last scene, he almost ran away.

The silver bell-like laughter in the distance was carried up to the sky by the breeze.

Axu stared at him obsessively. Suddenly, his envious eyes turned cold. He turned his head slightly, and the sound of iron chains came from the distant mountain forest. The coldness in the sound alone was already creepy.

He doesn't want to die, those memories with his existence are things that he doesn't want to give up until he dies.

Just like his love, unswerving until death.

Axu rubbed his forehead wearily, turned and left...

Zhi Ming refused to put Murongli down again no matter what he said, he stubbornly carried him on his back and walked back.

"Let me go, Zhi Ming..." It was rare for Murongli to act coquettishly with someone in such a low voice, his face turned red up to the neck.

"If you don't let it go, if you continue to make trouble, the widow will carry you back. A Li chooses whether to carry it or not." Zhi Ming thinks that he still gives people the opportunity to choose democratically.

Back and carry...

Huh... Forget it, let's carry it on your back, at least it looks normal.

Feeling that the person on his back had given up struggling, Zhiming was in a good mood, he was obviously a man, but Murongli was much lighter than him, but he was so heavy in his heart.

"I still remember the Lantern Festival that year, when I hugged you like this, from the restaurant in front of the city gate to Yaoguang's bedroom."

"Zhi Ming..." There was a muffled sound from his neck and shoulders.

Zhi Ming smiled and rubbed his hand around his neck with his chin, Murong Li chuckled, hugged Zhi Ming tightly and murmured, "Let's go home."

"Okay, go home."

Dwarf paper lays in a sloping row for grass, and fine windows divide the tea into tea.

Murong Li slowly opened his eyes, there was a vague figure standing in front of his eyes, before he could see clearly, a pair of warm hands had already cupped his face, and his lips were gently enfolded by another pair of lips.

"A Li..."

Murong Li had just woken up, and was kissed into darkness again. He lay in that familiar embrace, smirked for a while, and then came back to hug the person in front of him, "You're finally back."

A simple sentence, gentle and reassuring.

Zhi Ming couldn't tell if he had rushed back ahead of the sacrificial ceremony, because as soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he heard A Yu say that Murong Li fainted during his outing.Although Yi Cheng assured him again and again that Murong Li was fine, probably because he was tired and fell asleep, but Zhi Ming was still worried and looked at the person in his arms carefully.Murong Li was embarrassed by his look, so he leaned over and pinched his face, propped himself up on the way, and helped him take off his dusty robe.

Zhi Ming was reluctant to let him do such a thing, but he couldn't bear to let him see the clues. Murongli had ordered earlier that he was not allowed to tell Zhi Ming about his fainting.

"When you were in Tianquan, I went out." Murongli put the clean robe on Zhi Ming's body, and fastened the jade buttons on him.

Zhi Ming held those moving hands, and gently patted Murongli's head, "I heard what Ayu said, but it's a pity that I couldn't accompany you to see Yu Qionghua."

Murong Li raised his head in surprise, he could see that he was in a good mood, "The flowers haven't faded yet, you take a rest, we'll go again some other day."

Zhi Ming nodded, and dragged Murong Li to the desk to sit down.

"See what I brought you?"

As soon as Murong Lifu sat down, he saw a brocade box placed on the ebony carved wooden table.Looking at the width and narrowness, it looks like a flute or a sword, but the length seems to be a bit longer.

"What is it?" Murongli was curious.

Zhi Ming grinned, "If you don't guess A Li, if you can't guess, you will be punished."

Murong Li was originally a very intelligent person, but this time he refused to move his mind at all, he leaned over shyly and kissed the corner of Zhi Ming's lips, watching him smile.

Zhi Ming was stunned for a while, and then pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, this person, he really lost to him.

Murongli happily opened the box, and a scent of fragrance rushed to his face.

"This is..." Murong Li lightly touched the fragrant thin paper roll with his fingertips, carefully took it out and spread it on the table, the aroma became even more tantalizing.

"Huaxuan." Murongli smiled, and stroked the petals on the thin Xuan, "Is this apricot flower?"

"In Tianquan, I saw the flower seller's flowers blooming very well, so I wanted to bring them back to you, but the journey was far away. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to wait until I came back, so I simply asked people to make Xinghuaxuan." Zhi Ming embraced Murong. Li, resting his chin on his neck, lazily said, "If this thing can still catch Ah Li's eyes, I'll reward you for a while."

Murong Li's face flushed, he was ashamed of his affection just now, and he nodded slowly.Zhiming felt distressed again, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.After that narrow escape, Murongli was different, as if he was always afraid that he would not know how much he liked him, no matter how shy he was, he no longer concealed his feelings.

"What's the matter with you?" Mu Rongli asked after noticing Zhi Ming's subtle silence.

Zhi Ming smiled and changed the subject, "What would Ah Li want to draw on such a good paper?"

Murong Li nodded and smiled, with an inscrutable expression on his face.

"Maybe you already have a plan?"

Murongli looked up at Diaoliang Huadong, "The secret must not be revealed."

After traveling for several days, Zhiming was tired, so he fell asleep on Murongli's knee.Murong Li fiddled with his hair, gently stroking his eyebrows, "Take me with you next time."

"Wherever you go, take me with you."

Three days later, the fragrance of horseshoes came back from stepping on the flowers.

In a temporary arbor in the suburbs, Zhi Ming poured a cup of tea for Murong Li and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's really hot this year."

"No!" Murong Li smiled and handed Zhi Ming another sip of tea, "It's only been a few days, and the flowers are starting to wilt."

"It's okay," Zhi Ming took the tea and drank it down, "it's still very fragrant." After saying that, he moved closer to Murong Li and sniffed lightly on his neck.

The ambiguous breath was there, making Murongli shrink his neck from the itchiness, "You really..."

Murong Li glared at Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming looked up at the sky, so innocent.

The tea set was moved aside and replaced by the Four Treasures of the Study.Murongli spread apricot blossoms on the table, the only fragrance in the fragrance of Yu Qiong.

Zhi Ming leaned against the corner of the wooden table, looking at Murong Li with one hand supported.

When this man was serious, he really wanted to push him down and love him fiercely.

Of course, Xiao Jiujiu can only go through it in his heart, and Zhiming will never disturb him.

I saw that banished immortal-like person writing ink and writing, his movements were elegant and elegant, but his eyebrows were always gentle.

Zhi Ming was so obsessed with watching it, and he didn't know how long he looked at it. The man's brows loosened a little, and he turned around and smiled at him, "It's done."

Looking at the stupid person in front of him, Murongli patted his head angrily, "Fool!"

Zhi Ming covered his head and curled his lips, his eyes froze when he landed on the paper, the pen and ink on the paper, his eyebrows were picturesque, he was very familiar, he was the famous co-lord of the world.

"A Li..." Zhi Ming swallowed in a daze.

Murong Li put the pen back on the pen stand, nestled into Zhi Ming's arms, and sighed, "It's so beautiful!"

It was rare that the Lord of the World, whose skin was always thicker than the corner of the city wall, actually blushed.

Zhi Ming suddenly felt some heat in his eye sockets, and Murong Li didn't know what was going on, and he always made him feel distressed in different ways.

He lightly bit the slightly red ear tip of the person in his arms, "Use such a good paper to draw me? A Li doesn't feel bad?"

"The best paper, the best person to draw." Murong Li smiled faintly.

Zhiming's eyes softened, and he murmured, "The best is obviously already in the arms of the widow."

Murong Li smiled lightly, the two cuddled each other, it was already a beautiful day.

Su Yi couldn't help but sigh, and she could arrive home as if she was Qingming.

Four days have passed since the Qingming Festival, and there are still people outside the city who come back late to worship. Zhongyuan pays attention to worship before the festival, which should be done sooner rather than later. However, Yaoguang was destroyed in the early years, and the people were displaced. It's good to be able to worship, there are not so many rules.

I didn't want to disturb the people, so I just pretended to be an ordinary family. Because of the Qingming Festival, both of them wore tea-white plain gauze, and they walked gracefully among the flower clusters, making people look back and stop frequently.

Zhi Ming squinted at the sneak peeking tourist from the corner of his eyes, and raised his hand to embrace Murong Li into his arms.

Murong Li was watching a bee collecting honey by the side of the road and thought it was amusing, when he felt his shoulders tense, he looked back at Zhi Ming blankly, "What's wrong?"

Zhi Ming gave a dry cough, and looked at the sky, "Going downhill, be careful of the slippery road."

It has been four days and the sky is clear, so the road is probably slippery!

Murongli nodded, let Zhiming hold him, and continued to look for the little honey bee.

Zhi Ming looked at the person in front of him tenderly, until a hand turned over to grab him, before he could react, he listened to Murong Li, "Be careful too."

A road, no matter whether it is bumpy or not, it is you who pull me, and I also pull you, to walk three thousand miles in the world of mortals together.

Where the breeze passes by, it blows the leaves and sweeps the flowers, and also shakes the hem of the plain gauze clothes, flying and swaying.Murongli turned his head, took Zhiming's hand and walked back, looking at him and smiling.

Zhiming's eyes trembled, and he always felt that the person in front of him seemed to be swept away by the breeze, and Axu's words that day flashed in his mind again, "Ah Li!"

Almost instantly, Zhi Ming pulled Murong Li into his arms and hugged him tightly, "A Li, don't leave me!"

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, then hugged Zhi Ming at a loss, "What's wrong?"

"You promise me, don't leave me."

These are the words that Zhi Ming has kept in his heart for a year. Since Murong Li woke up a year ago, he has been calm and steady, not letting Murong Li consume any more energy. It is obvious that he is driving himself crazy in his heart. He was very afraid that Murongli might make a mistake.

When he returned to the palace that day, upon hearing the news that he had fainted, he rushed to the bedroom almost immediately. Seeing him breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully, he tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart and did nothing. Outrageous thing.

Murong Li lowered his eyes and pressed his forehead against Zhi Ming's. The fear in the man's eyes hurt his heart.

"Zhi Ming..." Murong Li choked up.

In the eyes of the countries outside Zhongyuan, the king who is omnipotent and powerful in the world will also be afraid, and there will be fear and helplessness in his eyes.

He is not an invincible emperor, but his weakness is him.

"You, you must have owed me a lot of money in your previous life." Murongli smiled lightly, and the tears-filled cheeks were also filled with unadulterated happiness.

Zhiming met those clear eyes, "Yes, I owe a lot, this life is not enough, you have to chase after me for debt, next life, next life..."

"Why so much money?" Murong Li couldn't help laughing, thinking that even if he owned a gold mine in this life, he wouldn't be able to borrow money that Zhi Ming would pay back in several lifetimes, right?

"The widow is serious."

The rare man didn't laugh, but said absurd words to him with a serious face.

Murong Li pursed his lips and smiled, "Could it be that we can't be together after we're done?"

Zhi Ming was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that he was so stupid, thinking of being together, he could be together no matter what, how could there be so many twists and turns.

The co-lord is usually dignified, but he can't stand it anytime he gets excited and commits a crime, hugging Murongli by the waist and spinning around in circles.

Murong Li was dizzy from being shaken by him, but secretly laughed that he was dizzy because of this person's liking.

In the bushes of flowers in the distance, the black veil flying figure stood alone, and the slight sadness in his slightly restrained eyes made the gentle smile on the corner of his lips look more bitter.

"Is he good to you?"

"very good."

"A Li..." The "person" opened his mouth and called out silently, "It really is very good..."

He lowered his head and smiled, and looked at his slightly transparent hands, "It's really greedy, you have been the first to reach me in several lifetimes."

Last night he was in Murongli's dream.

"You take this."

"what is this?"

"hair."

"I know it's hair, but why does the pretty Axu give me hair?"

"You just take it well."

Murongli took a closer look at the hair and exclaimed, "Is this... from Zhiming?"

Axu glared at the void angrily, but murmured softly to Murongli as usual, "You even know your hair, you really are..."

"what?"

"Forget it...it's nothing." Axu remembered the business and said seriously, "Take it well, if he dares to bully you again, he will be frozen and roasted, and he will definitely suffer!"

As soon as A Xuyu finished speaking, he looked up and saw Murongli looking at him in disbelief, so he stopped talking immediately, a little embarrassed.

Murongli looked at the hair, and carefully hid it in the skirt of his clothes.

Axu frowned, "What are you doing?"

The feeling of hair rubbing against flesh is not pleasant.

Murong Li lowered his head and sighed, "It would be terrible if such a thing fell into the hands of outsiders, but just now I heard you said that it can't be destroyed, really..."

Axu was speechless, "I gave you this to protect you!"

God knows if he will lose his nerve again one day?Of course, Axu didn't say the last sentence.

Murong Li smiled helplessly, "He won't."

A Xu obviously doesn't believe it, and it's true, it's a shocking legend for a man to believe in his rival in love.

"I believe in him."

Murongli smiled slightly, which stunned Axu for a moment.

The Murongli in front of him is exactly the same as the Murongli when he was young.

"Well, I really lost to you." A Xu patted Murongli's head, "I... probably won't be able to see you again in the future."

Murongli raised his head suddenly, feeling sad too.

Axu couldn't say anything to ask him to take good care of himself, he loved him and wanted to protect him in his arms, instead of letting him take care of himself.

He is the one who should take care of him!

Now, he can only entrust it to others, he is not reconciled.

But he can no longer make things difficult for him.

"Don't be sad," Axu smiled more gently, "He wants to see you feel sad for me, the whole beauty will be drowned in jealousy."

Knowing that he was telling a joke to amuse him, Murongli could only forcefully pull out a smile.

"Axu..." Murong Li stopped him, "Let's go to die..."

Axu was stunned... His eyes were filled with panic for an instant, and in the last scene, he almost ran away.

The silver bell-like laughter in the distance was carried up to the sky by the breeze.

Axu stared at him obsessively. Suddenly, his envious eyes turned cold. He turned his head slightly, and the sound of iron chains came from the distant mountain forest. The coldness in the sound alone was already creepy.

He doesn't want to die, those memories with his existence are things that he doesn't want to give up until he dies.

Just like his love, unswerving until death.

Axu rubbed his forehead wearily, turned and left...

Zhi Ming refused to put Murongli down again no matter what he said, he stubbornly carried him on his back and walked back.

"Let me go, Zhi Ming..." It was rare for Murongli to act coquettishly with someone in such a low voice, his face turned red up to the neck.

"If you don't let it go, if you continue to make trouble, the widow will carry you back. A Li chooses whether to carry it or not." Zhi Ming thinks that he still gives people the opportunity to choose democratically.

Back and carry...

Huh... Forget it, let's carry it on your back, at least it looks normal.

Feeling that the person on his back had given up struggling, Zhiming was in a good mood, he was obviously a man, but Murongli was much lighter than him, but he was so heavy in his heart.

"I still remember the Lantern Festival that year, when I hugged you like this, from the restaurant in front of the city gate to Yaoguang's bedroom."

"Zhi Ming..." There was a muffled sound from his neck and shoulders.

Zhi Ming smiled and rubbed his hand around his neck with his chin, Murong Li chuckled, hugged Zhi Ming tightly and murmured, "Let's go home."

"Okay, go home."

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