Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Where did Qi Mingyuan go, he just hid in his cabin.

I have to say that such an approach is a bit cowardly, and it doesn't even look like what he should be at all.

But he admitted from the bottom of his heart that he couldn't go back.

If going back would mean compromise again and again, Qi Mingyuan felt that he was still a little chilled.

The person he fell in love with was the most arrogant person in the world, and his position as the Ninety-Five Supreme made him never give in, and he didn't know how to give in.

Qi Mingyuan didn't know how far he had to go before he could see even a little bit of sincerity from that person.

He felt tired, but there was nothing he could do.

I am reluctant to let go, and there is no way out if I hold on to it.

After a while, the door of the cabin was quietly pushed open, and standing outside was Xiao Guzi.

The sister-in-law watched Qi Mingyuan cautiously for a while, then slowly moved in.

Qi Mingyuan laughed, "What's the matter?"

"I want to apologize to the Taoist priest!" Xiao Guzi hesitated for a long time, and finally said loudly.

Qi Mingyuan felt his brain ache from this man's sudden courage, and couldn't help but sighed and rubbed his temples: "What is so serious?"

"Taoist..." Xiao Guzi plucked up his courage and said, "That jade pendant was taken away by the emperor, so it is still with the emperor now."

As he spoke, he carefully observed his words, trying to see the expression on Qi Mingyuan's face.

However, he failed, because Qi Mingyuan was serious and didn't show any expression, he just sat quietly like that, his fingers lightly pressed and pressed on the table.

"Taoist?" Xiaoguzi became more and more uneasy, and his voice trembled a little.

"How did you find me?" Qi Mingyuan asked suddenly.

This time, Xiao Guzi said without any hesitation: "The emperor asked the hidden guards to keep an eye on the Taoist priest's whereabouts..."

He said he said it, but he was still a little worried about Qi Mingyuan's reaction, after all, no one likes to be stared at by others, even for such a long time.

But the expected anger did not arrive, Qi Mingyuan was startled, and then smiled slightly.

This smile almost made Xiao Guzi crazy, because that smile was clean and beautiful, with a sense of calmness.

Xiaoguzi assures that he has never seen anyone more like a fairy than Qi Mingyuan.

However, Qi Mingyuan felt that he had held his breath in his heart for so long and then quietly dissipated. After all, he stood up and said with a slight smile, "Go."

Xiaoguzi didn't know what he noticed, or he didn't notice anything, but he still smiled naively, and took out a pot from behind: "Master Dao, you have lost weight these days. I brought it to you." I smelled the smell of meat just now, and I don't know if the Taoist priest will not get used to it.

Qi Mingyuan was slightly taken aback, he brought the pot in front of his eyes and lifted the lid to take a look, he saw a strange smell, obviously it was filled with the same seasoning from the Western Regions.

It wasn't until Xiao Guzi left that Qi Mingyuan came to his senses and slowly leaned back.

He never thought that one day he would be put into the current situation by the emperor.

Dilemma...

However, for someone like Zhu Yijun, maybe this is the furthest distance he can travel.

Qi Mingyuan knew it well, but he didn't dare to bet.He is not a gambler, and Qi Mingyuan understands that the emperor is not either. They carefully maintain the precarious relationship, even afraid of taking a wrong step. This kind of relationship is weak and fragile, and it is not like someone like Qi Mingyuan would favorite things.

It's just that right now he feels like he's addicted.

Standing up slowly, and then lightly adjusted his clothes, Qi Mingyuan walked out the door silently.

At this time, Zhu Yijun was talking to Xiaoguzi: "If you have achieved the kung fu of that jade pendant, I will return it to the Taoist priest for me."

Xiaoguzi was stunned in place, he could see that when he said that the jade pendant was with the emperor, the Taoist priest was suddenly happy, he couldn't figure out how the emperor changed his mind in such a short few hours.

Zhu Yijun obviously realized that Xiao Guzi was wandering off into the sky, but he didn't feel angry, he just asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty..." Qi Mingyuan, who had strode in just now, silently looked at the thoughtful person in front of him, and sighed softly: "Xiaoguzi, get out."

Zhu Yijun wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it silently.

He watched Xiao Guzi run out in small steps, very obedient, listening to Qi Mingyuan's words.

The remaining two people in the room looked at each other.

Qi Mingyuan looked at Zhu Yijun for a while, then slightly raised his lips and smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Perhaps the Daoist..." Zhu Yijun took a deep breath, as if he wanted to refute something, but he still stroked the jade pendant lightly after all, and the warm touch made him keep silent.

So Qi Mingyuan's lips curved upwards: "Thank you."

"No need," Zhu Yijun said, trying to calm his emotions: "If it's just to apologize, please go back, Taoist priest. I've been very busy these days, so..."

Qi Mingyuan stared at the man's opening and closing mouth for a while, and suddenly felt a little confused in his heart.

If they want to follow Zhu Yijun's speed, when will the two of them develop?

If it was true that everything followed Zhu Yijun's mind, maybe they would have parted ways long ago?

Or, if such a person who has been longing for so much is right in front of his eyes, all the etiquette and worldly affairs are nothing more than a handful of loess.

Qi Mingyuan took a step forward uncontrollably, and when Zhu Yijun was stunned, he reached out and hugged him quickly and accurately.

Qi Mingyuan's body exudes a faint fragrance of green grass, which makes people feel inexplicably gentle despite the coldness.

This kind of temperament is actually not very similar to the current Qi Mingyuan. If the previous Qi Mingyuan looked like a well-wrapped sword, then the current sword has been unsheathed, and it is even cold.

It's just that Zhu Yijun had never seen Qi Mingyuan get serious before, so he was suddenly taken aback.

In the next second, he was hugged into an embrace.

Qi Mingyuan hugged him very lightly at first, but when he saw that Zhu Yijun didn't react, he slowly approached, and then deepened the hug.

Sometimes hugging is the simplest and most complete way of expressing emotions. It means that I love you, and I will integrate you into my flesh and blood.

Appropriate and gentle.

Zhu Yijun felt that he was going to be drowned in such a hug, and there was nowhere to escape.

This feeling was a combination of solidity and uneasiness, which almost drove him crazy.

Fortunately, Qi Mingyuan didn't continue, he just let go of the person in his arms, and then smiled wryly: "Yijun, I..."

"Daoist," Zhu Yijun's expression was very cool, and it looked very strange with the slightly red ear tips. His face was a little cold and unhappy: "If it is not from the transmission of Zhentong, please don't enter the palace again." gone."

Qi Mingyuan just watched this person rejecting people thousands of miles away, and his heart grew colder and colder.

He understands that once many things are done, there is no possibility of repentance.

But Qi Mingyuan didn't intend to go back on his word.

He believed in his own choice, and also understood Zhu Yijun's suffering.

Qi Mingyuan is still a lonely family, and the world is meaningless.However, Zhu Yijun is different. He is the king of a country, and he has the most basic considerations for everything. What if the emperor has a habit of cutting off his sleeves?

Qi Mingyuan didn't dare to imagine, let alone Zhu Yijun.So he didn't dare to break himself out of those rules and regulations, the rules and regulations of thousands of years.

Qi Mingyuan felt distressed, not only for himself, but also for the Zhu Yijun in front of him who had a broken tooth and swallowed in his stomach.

"I want to fight side by side with you," Qi Mingyuan smiled, his smile was very gentle, with a kind of tenderness that made people tired, he stretched out his hand to gently hold Zhu Yijun's trembling fingers in the palm of his hand, and then slowly covered himself on his face, "So Your Majesty, please wait for me."

Wait for me to return to my hometown and return in triumph.

I will be your best arm, and then stand with you in this world.

Zhu Yijun didn't move, and he wasn't even willing to move at all.

He could only silently look at Qi Mingyuan who suddenly calmed down in front of him, then controlled his tone and smiled slightly: "I'm waiting for you."

In exchange for it was Qi Mingyuan's approaching kiss, which was gentle and appropriate, with a kind of intoxicating warmth.

Zhu Yijun thought in a trance, maybe he will have to rely on this little spiritual comfort to live hard for so many years in the future, to live hard for the imperial city and the people.

He believed that Qi Mingyuan had the ability to turn the world upside down, but he didn't believe that he would return to his side at that time.

"You have to have confidence in me." Qi Mingyuan said, then reached out and gently touched Zhu Yijun's waist.

At this time, a pendant was attached to the empty place, which looked pretty tight.

Looking at it, Qi Mingyuan felt a little more warmth in his heart, and whispered: "When I come back, I will also return the gift."

Zhu Yijun snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Qi Mingyuan smiled even more happily, that smile came from the bottom of his heart, especially warm.

He walked out step by step, without looking back once.

Qi Mingyuan understands that if he looks back, he may not be willing to leave, but he has a lot of things to do, and there are too many people who have let him down to repay and thank.

And after all that is done, he will become the best Qi Mingyuan, a Qi Mingyuan who is worthy of Zhu Yijun.

That was his last dream.

On the other side of the island, Gong Jiu and Chu Cichao welcomed a special guest.

"Maybe Prince Zhenxi shouldn't be here right now?" Gong Jiu's smile was very cold. In fact, his tea was also cold, but he didn't have the slightest intention to ask someone to re-boil the pot.

Prince Zhenxi looked like a very evil man, he seemed to be of some alien blood, the tall man sat there with a frenzy: "Master Ninth's words are interesting, I'm not here, but what should I do?" where?"

"The emperor is looking for his son." Chu Cichao said calmly.

"But someone was seriously injured, and the Qingyan Residence in the capital was not opened, so I had to follow the clues to try my luck here," the man's eyes showed a smile, and he stretched out his hand gently, as if intending to figure it out. Ci Chao's chin: "Looks like... I'm lucky?"

Gong Jiu's expression turned cold in an instant, no one saw how he made the move, but in the next second, Prince Zhenxi's fingernails all fell off, Gong Jiu sneered: "If there is any For once, all I need is your arm."

"Heh..." Prince Zhenxi smiled, and there was a bit of resentment and coldness in that smile: "It's better to be famous than to meet, the Ninth Young Master is indeed very cruel, and this one, is it possible that this one is the rumored Nine Young Master's favorite?"

Chu Ci frowned slightly, and the usually gentle person could hardly hold back the anger in his heart.