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Sitting in Da Yue's carriage were Cui Ke and Li Xie.

"Leave the well-behaved prince to accompany you instead of doing it, and instead go to the king of Yue with me as a hostage. Li Xie, don't you count too much money and your brain is not working?" Cui Kemi squinted and looked at the man beside him. There are countless emotions in the eyes.

Li Xie said with a smile: "I heard that Yue people are unrestrained and unrestrained, and they spend money in an informal way. Only by coming here can we make a fortune better."

He smiled, and found that Cui Ke was not moved at all, and looked at him meaningfully. He laughed quickly: "What's the matter? Isn't the young master so moved that he wants to cry?"

"You're presumptuous." Cui Ke said in a hoarse voice, with a little smile, and punched him. When he was about to get close to Li Xie, his fist turned into a palm, and he wrapped his arms around Li Xie's neck, pulling him into his arms.Resting her head on Li Xie's hair crown, rubbing gently, "Li Xie."

Li Xie couldn't see his expression, but he didn't know that Cui Ke's mood at this time was sent as a gift by his biological father as a proton. No matter how strong his heart was, he would not be able to bear it.

What's more, he knows better than anyone else how afraid this man, who looks like a fox, is afraid of being abandoned.

"Li Xie." Cui Ke's voice came from above his head again, low and almost hoarse.

"What are your orders, Master?" Li Xie obediently asked with lowered eyes.

"I miss my mother." The warmth of the person in his arms warmed his heart, and the fragility he had never shown in front of others burst out. He no longer wanted to force a smile, but just wanted to express all the loneliness and helplessness in his heart. Tell him without saying a word.

"Young Master will live well in the future, Madam will be very pleased." Comforting others is really not Li Xie's strong point.

"I want the wine from Jiankang City."

"As long as you save enough money, what can't be done? It won't be too difficult to buy a Jiankang tavern."

"I want to go back." Cui Ke couldn't help trembling all over his body, two turbid tears spewed out, he tightly pursed his lips to prevent himself from crying out loud.

"Yes, there will be such a day, as long as we save enough money and pay the ransom, we will definitely be able to go back." Li Xie panicked, he...was crying?

"Okay." Cui Ke took a breath and hugged him tighter. He was very satisfied with the obedience of the person in his arms.

Li Xie touched the few pennies in his sleeve, extremely desperate, when will he save enough ransom?

In the past, greed for money was for eating, drinking and having fun, but now... for redeeming him. Thinking of this, Li Xie couldn't help laughing. If he really redeemed him, he would never want him to go back to Chen country to suffer. He would abduct him to go all over the world , Happy life, let him not carry too many things.

This is a distant ideal.

The army is working day and night, and there are still three days before they reach Yue.

*

When Meng Yan came back from the Ruyi Pavilion, it was already dark, the moonlight was falling, and the ground was full of blue light. He was meditating, when he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of two rows of people kneeling outside Yongle Palace.

"What are you doing?" Meng Yan asked.

The palace man didn't dare to speak, and looked at him for help.

"Who can tell me what happened?" Meng Yanwen asked.

"Mister is back." Zhou Ji pushed open the door and returned to him as he wished.

Meng Yan felt his scalp explode all of a sudden, his face was sullen, he pointed at the palace people and said, "Why are you so crazy today?"

Zhou Ji clapped his hands and applauded, "Okay, okay, after hanging out with Tao Lingzhang for a few days, you will be able to curse people, not bad, not bad, there is no need for me to spoil you again."

"Get them up!" Meng Yan said displeased.He also didn't understand why the people in front of him could always easily make him lose his calm and become restless.

"Whether they can get up or not depends on what the master does. It's not enough to just talk. No matter how you say it, you have to take some practical actions." Zhou Ji smiled like a spring breeze. Exciting him has become his never-ending hobby.

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you?" Meng Yan looked at him without avoiding it.

"What? You want to kill me? That's right, it's a good idea, but—" Zhou Ji glanced at his sword, with a sneer that couldn't be concealed, "A person who dares not draw a sword, you Think you can kill me?"

Meng Yan said: "I never thought of killing you."

Zhou Ji was stunned, and immediately asked: "Even if I am unforgivable and condemned by thousands of people, you will not kill me? Will you..."

Meng Yan didn't finish his sentence, and the second half of the sentence was: "You will die if you do many unrighteous actions. Sooner or later, you will suffer the consequences."

"Okay, okay!" Wei Wei withdrew his good intentions, Zhou Ji showed a ferocious face, walked up, held his chin, and said impatiently: "Really? But before I die, I will definitely destroy you! I To see blood on your hands, to see you begging for mercy in front of me without dignity, I want you to be my puppet for the rest of my life!"

Meng Yan was shocked by his horrific thoughts. He didn't understand until the end of his life why his apprentices were worse than one, and more evil than the other. It's a big joke to have a disciple who is as good as he wants, but to be tossed about by the disciple every time and lose half his life.

What evil has he done in his life.

Meng Yan clasped his wrist, and firmly clamped the hand supporting his chin. With a huge and monstrous force, he said word by word: "Is it true that you can only get better if I die?"

Without even thinking about it, Zhou Ji said: "Yes! But, it's about desire, immortality, desire, and death! By the way, such a high-minded person, sir, must not know these obscene words, so I will give it to you." Sir, please explain, but the words may not be clear, I want to pass it on from person to person..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yan had already clamped him with his arms, and walked straight to Yongle Palace with irresistible strength.

The palace people who knelt on the ground were stunned. The Tai Tuo, who had been pressured by the prince for a long time, could only compromise, would he dare to resist?It seems that this night will not be peaceful.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Ji, who was thrown on the bed by Meng Yan, shrank his pupils and frowned into the word Sichuan.

"Isn't this what you've been looking forward to?" Meng Yan said expressionlessly. He untied the curtain hanging from the hook of the bed, and pressed it down chaotically. hand.

He actually...

But there was deep disgust in his eyes, as if doing so had insulted his pure and noble personality. Did he actually hate himself so much?

"Sir, are you sacrificing your life for righteousness?" He said.

Meng Yan ignored him, like a hard-working plow ox, concentrating on tearing at his clothes. He didn't know what he was going to do, but just painted the scoop as he did before the Zhou Festival. Unfortunately, he had to look like , did not learn the essence.

"Enough! Do you think that if you sleep with me once, I can abandon evil and do good? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" He suddenly pushed Meng Yan away.

Meng Yan didn't expect his move, and was pushed against the wall. His bones were almost falling apart, and the joints made a sound of dislocation. He raised his eyes and saw that Zhou Jizheng was propping up the bed with his palms, glaring at him .

Meng Yan himself didn't know why, his face seemed to be smeared with pepper water, he said: "...Why do you reject me?"

"Do you know that your high and spotless appearance is annoying?! Who do you think you are? Why do you think that because of your existence, you can make others change? Look at the world, how dirty it is Unbearable, you want to be alone, you want to extend righteousness to the world, you want to be your eternal sage, what do you do? What do you do?"

The words were like continuous beads, sprinkled on the ground, and the crisp echoes pierced the sky for thousands of miles.

Zhou Ji stumbled and ran out, and disappeared without a trace, leaving Meng Yan alone, stretching out his hand to caress the lingering warmth left by him in the blanket, feeling lost, and he didn't understand what it was like in his heart.

So it was a night without sleep.

On the second day, when he was about to walk out of the palace, a mob of people knelt down in front of him, "My lord, please do me a favor! His Royal Highness has already given orders, if you take a step here, none of us slaves will be killed." Way to live! My lord, you have always pitied our servants the most, please be considerate and considerate of us this time."

"He actually gave such an order?" Meng Yan frowned.

The palace people nodded frequently, like chickens pecking at rice.

Meng Yan's heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone, and he couldn't put it down for a long time. He was about to turn back when he heard Zhou Ji's voice.

"Why did the prince say these words?"

Meng Yan raised his eyebrows to look at him, only to see that the person in front of him was still a handsome young man, with no hostility or viciousness, a gentle and humble attitude, and a smile in his eyes.It's a far cry from the person who went crazy yesterday.

"Why are you here?" Meng Yan wondered, feeling terrified.

"Have you forgotten, Mister? You promised to teach Ji sword practice. Now that you have not completed your swordsmanship and practiced for a long time, Ji has never complained. Could it be that Mister is going to be lazy?" Zhou Ji said with a smile.

A group of people were shocked into dumb geese.

"...You are willing to repent." Meng Yan did not doubt his sincerity. In his opinion, even if he is a madman who has killed countless people, as long as he is willing to turn around, no matter what the reason is, it is good.

It's just that after a while, he will find out how stupid his judgment is, Zhou Ji, he can't be treated by ordinary people's standards at all.

"Thank you for your generosity, sir." Zhou Ji raised his hands and said respectfully, his eyelashes were always drooping, and he looked really guilty and couldn't help himself.

With this appearance, he is only 15 years old now, Meng Yan is already a few years older than him, and he is very old, so he regards Zhou Ji as a junior and loves him even more.Seeing that he found his way back, he was even more happy, and hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, as long as you are willing to mend your ways, everything is possible in time."

Zhou Ji looked at him gratefully, took a breath of cool air, wrinkled his nose aggrieved, he looked like a naughty and cute boy next door, harmless to humans and animals, how could he see the half arrogance and domineering of the previous few days?

Meng Yan raised Ruyu's hand, put the back of his hand against his forehead, and said gently: "Don't practice swords today, Xuan Taiyi ordered you to come and see, and cultivate for a day, okay?"

"Imperial doctor's order?" Zhou Ji rolled his eyes upwards, and said helplessly, "They will prescribe some strange medicines, and I am most impatient to drink those things. Sir, don't go to the imperial doctor's order, can you take a look for me, sir? He is the most powerful, so he will definitely be able to do such trivial things as pulse diagnosis and doctor treatment, right?"

"Confused," Meng Yan smiled, and scolded him in a gentle voice, "Where should I go to see a doctor? I'm so old, are you still afraid of taking medicine?"

"Then give me a drink, sir."

"it is good."

"Sir, it's too cold for me to sleep alone at night, can you sleep with me?" Zhou Ji said weakly with a begging tone.

Although the change was so unreal that Meng Yan hadn't realized it yet, isn't this the best way to go?He put aside his uneasy thoughts, and a light chestnut fell on Zhou Ji's forehead, "You have said that, how can I not agree?"

This subtle movement made Zhou Ji feel very at ease, because he knew better than anyone else that Meng Yan would only make this kind of intimate movement towards a junior whom he truly loved and valued.However, Zhou Ji had to admit that Meng Yan was really blind and didn't know people, and he kept pushing himself into the den of wolves and tigers again and again.

In the evening, Zhou Ji really came to Yongle Palace, and fell asleep with Meng Yan.

In view of Zhou Ji's behavior in the previous few times, Meng Yan had to be wary of him, with a tight face, although in the eyes of outsiders, no matter what expression he made on his face, it was equivalent to no expression.He lay down calmly, with a solemn and solemn expression of facing an enemy, not even daring to turn over.

Zhou Ji knew it well, and found it funny, but he was surprisingly quiet that night, he didn't move at all, he just lay quietly and talked to Meng Yan, "Sir, you haven't returned to Daishan for so long, is it true Aren't you afraid that the clan will become a mess?"

This is a serious question, and there is no suspicion of flirting. After Meng Yan's appraisal, he decided to answer, "The Meng family is under the care of Changqing. He is more considerate than me, so nothing will go wrong."

"Changqing?"

"He is my senior brother." Meng Yan said.

"How many fellow students do you have?"

"...Why do you ask that?" Meng Yan didn't seem to want to answer this question, his eyes dimmed, and he asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Even in the dark, Zhou Ji could sensitively detect Meng Yan's emotional changes, so he quickly stopped his mouth and smiled.

After a short silence, he said, "Sir, I feel bad."

Meng Yan stood up quickly, and said with concern: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"Here, here, and here..." Zhou Ji said indiscriminately.

He didn't know where Zhou Ji was pointing. He was about to stand up and hold the lamp, but Zhou Ji said again: "Sir, can you give me a hug?"

With such a coquettish tone, Meng Yan could almost imagine how he wrinkled his pretty face together at this time, and said these words, he was indeed a painful child.

Before he could react, Zhou Ji had already crawled over from under the blanket, rubbed against him restlessly, pressed his legs against his thin waist, and said doubtfully, "Sir, why are you so hot? Why are you hotter than me?" Is this person infected with the wind and cold still hot?"

Meng Yan didn't know either, and shook his head.

Zhou Ji didn't ask any more questions.

Contrary to Meng Yan's imagination, Zhou Ji turned his head to look at him at this time, his eyes were a little darker than this night, terrifyingly terrifying, not at all childish.

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The result of rushing to the list is that I don't know what I wrote, forget it, and revise it later.I hope everyone will be more tolerant. .