final conspiracy

Suburbs of Qingcheng, Daqingshan

Lin Mufeng looked at the horses and waited for Junjiang to fetch water for lunch together.He stood in the shade and watched the sunlight leave marks on the ground through the layers of leaves, feeling a little puzzled.

Jun Jiangjiu had been away for a while, even three trips would be enough, but he still didn't come back.

"What the hell is this guy doing?" Lin Mufeng sighed and leaned against the tree trunk.

The afternoon in Daqingshan is not hot, but very warm.After a while, Lin Mufeng felt a little drowsy.When he was almost falling asleep, Jun Jiangjiu finally came back.

He has a very strong floral fragrance on his body, as if rolling a few times in a sea of ​​flowers, with his hands wrapped around him, some fruits in his arms, and a water bag in one hand.

Lin Mufeng took the fruit and water and put them aside, seemingly unintentionally asked, "Where did you go?"

"I'm picking fruit." Jun Jiang said with wine, he found a shady place to sit down, picked up a fruit and took a bite.

Lin Mufeng took a sip of water and said "Oh".

If he remembered correctly, Jun Jiang Liquor actually didn't like strong aromas.And in summer, the scent of flowers on his body smelled like gardenia.Gardenia...it blooms in spring, right?

So what did Junjiang Wine do?

"Mufeng, you ignore me!" Jun Jiangjiu accused Lin Mufeng of being distracted.

Lin Mufeng came back to his senses, glanced at Jun Jiangjiu: "Yes."

Jun Jiangjiu: "..." He tilted his head to look at Lin Mufeng: "What's wrong?"

Lin Mufeng sighed, his eyes somewhat helpless: "What the hell did you do?" Seeing that Jun Jiangjiu was about to speak, he said in front of him, "Don't lie to me."

Jun Jiangjiu closed his mouth.

Lin Mufeng snorted lightly and raised his eyebrows. "Up to now, there are only two places where gardenias can still bloom in this season." He held up two fingers, "Jiufeng in the south of the mainland of Kyushu; the imperial garden in the capital of Weiguo."

Jun Jiangjiu: "..." He moved his lips, looking very aggrieved, and whispered: "Mu Feng..."

"So, where have you been?" Lin Mufeng smiled slightly.

"It's such a long way... I can't get there in such a short time..." Jun Jiangjiu defended in a low voice.

"Yeah." Lin Mufeng nodded, "I don't doubt your ability. And...you are guilty."

Jun Jiangjiu didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head and didn't look at Lin Mufeng.

"I don't need to know what you did," Lin Mufeng said with a serious face, "I can also not be curious about your identity. But I don't want you to keep everything from me. I won't deliberately interfere with your life, Or force you to do something." He said sternly: "But, Jun Jiangjiu, you are very important to me, if possible, I hope I can help you, instead of bothering you all the time, making you unilateral Giving... I am very happy in the days with you, and I don't want to be forced to end because of something." After a pause, he walked around in front of Jun Jiangjiu, squatted down, and looked at him. "I'm sorry if my previous attitude misunderstood you."

Jun Jiangjiu looked at him quietly, and after a while, he smiled: "It's okay... I don't mind." He sat upright, trying to make himself look normal, and said, "Can I ask you a few questions? Is it?"

"Ah."

"Do you like me?" Jun Jiang asked with wine.

"Like it?" Lin Mufeng was a little puzzled.

"Well. It doesn't necessarily mean that kind of liking."

"I like it, you are fine." Lin Mufeng replied without hesitation.

Jun Jiangjiu curled his lips slightly, stared down at the grass beside him, and continued to ask, "Do you like Nangong Cong?"

Although he didn't understand the relationship between the two, Lin Mufeng honestly said what he thought: "It's okay. I'm very grateful for what he did for the Lin family."

"Oh," Jun Jiangjiu nodded, "Then... are you really not curious about my identity?"

"I will work hard. Actually... I have some guesses about your identity." Lin Mufeng paused, "If you are worried that I will alienate you because of your identity or something... I will not do that .I'm not a person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, and you never hurt me." He seemed to be a little distressed about how to express what he was thinking. "I……"

Jun Jiangjiu smiled softly, and stretched out his index finger to lightly touch his lips: "I understand." So, remember what you said today.He reached out and took a fruit and handed it to Lin Mufeng: "Eat it quickly, I won't be able to catch up with the car in a while."

"Hmm." Seeing that Jun Jiangjiu's behavior was much more normal, Lin Mufeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and took the fruit.His guess about Jun Jiangjiu's identity became more certain in his heart, and when he thought of that possibility, he always felt a little heavy uncontrollably.

He took a bite of the fruit and sighed slightly.Forget it, no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that Junjiang Wine helped him.

"What are you sighing for?" Jun Jiangjiu looked at him strangely.

"Sour." Lin Mufeng didn't change his face, and shattered the fruit in his hand with his internal force, as if he was destroying a corpse.

Junjiang Wine: "..."

Difficulty eating lunch.After the remaining traces were destroyed, the two mounted their horses and set off again.

ahead, carriage

Nangong Cong was taking a nap, but was awakened by the shaking of the carriage.

"What's going on?" he called out.

"There is a bumpy road, young master." It was his shadow guard who answered him.The voice came from outside the carriage, but people didn't know where it was.

"Oh, I see, pay attention to me on the road, do you hear me!"

"Yes, master." The servants answered from outside.

Nangong Cong slumped back on the carriage seat again, touched his bosom, and only after confirming that the letter was still there did he feel relieved.

I went to Beijing for more than 20 days, and I have to be so worried every day. If I am not exhausted, I will be scared to death!Nangong Cong buried himself on the pillow, looked up to the sky and sighed.Its voice was so miserable and depressing that it was hard to describe.

Lin Mufeng: "...??" He followed from a distance, and heard Nangong Cong's screams like killing a pig, which was extremely shrill.

How to describe it?Lin Mufeng thought about it, he remembered that there was a time when Nangong Cong was forced to be dragged home by his father from Wenrouxiang, that's what he called it.He was nearby at the time and thought someone had been killed when he heard the scream.The soldiers patrolling around all ran over with their weapons.

After that cry, Nangong Cong became famous in the capital.

Now he heard such a voice again!

Lin Mufeng murmured subconsciously: "It's just asking him to send a letter... Is it the same level as pulling him out of Ruanxiang???"

Jun Jiangjiu, who was laughing silently at the side and couldn't straighten his waist, burst into laughter after hearing this, which shocked the horse.

Lin Mufeng: "..."

This day passed like this, and the next few days passed like this, and there were so many strange things to talk about.

This way, Lin Mufeng is getting darker and darker.

how to say?

For example, Nangong Cong's screams from time to time made Lin Mufeng deeply doubt whether he had actually been killed, and then called out regularly to indicate that he was still alive.

For example, Jun Jiangjiu couldn't help laughing when he heard Nangong Cong's voice.He can laugh as long as he laughs, and he can't stop laughing.Whenever Lin Mufeng asked him why, he would always say a few words intermittently, and then laughed harder.

For another example, the magpie in front of him who didn't know how many times he put a worm on his horse's head and then tilted his head to meet his big eyes.

Lin Mufeng: "..." My heart is so tired.

Along the way, Nangong Cong's mood has been testing on the verge of collapse.

Whenever he thinks of the task on him, he can't help but sigh to the sky to express his respect (collapse) for this task.

As for Junjiang wine... Every time he heard Nangong Cong's cry, he couldn't help but think of a scene of a child killing a pig he had seen when he was a child, and then he couldn't help laughing, so that he couldn't understand it.At first he tried his best to endure it, but in the end he gave up struggling completely.

What the hell is going on in this world!Lin Mufeng also wanted to let out a long sigh.

Chasing away the persevering magpies, he squinted at the serious Jun Jiangjiu, holding the stones he picked up on the road in his hands.He took the time to shoot the stone to the leg of a horse in Nangong Cong's convoy, and successfully stopped the coming Nangong Cong's long sigh.

Jun Jiangjiu said with a smile: "This journey is really hard, Mu Feng."

Lin Mufeng adjusted his horse and rode aside expressionlessly, he didn't stop the convoy's sense of commotion at all, and hid it on his own.

Jun Jiangjiu followed him, slightly bent his lips: "Mu Feng—" he dragged out his voice. "You're ignoring me again."

"Oh." Lin Mufeng responded, and it was right to ignore him.

"Mu Feng, you can't blame me." Jun Jiangjiu said aggrievedly, "I didn't mean it. But it's really funny."

Lin Mufeng glanced at him, hehe said: "Yeah, it's so funny."

Junjiang Wine: "..."

"Okay, okay, I just don't laugh anymore." He said hastily, and then added in a low voice: "Do, try your best..."

"Talk about Mufeng," Jun Jiangjiu moved in front of Lin Mufeng, "How long do we have to go?"

"It's early." Lin Mufeng said, "I just walked less than half of the way."

"Looks like it's still a long time." Jun Jiangjiu shrugged and said, "Well...how about we go to the convoy? It's almost there?"

"Well, probably." Lin Mufeng was quite indifferent, "It's fine if you don't get robbed." He said so, but he still walked back.

Sure enough, the convoy had packed up and started on the road step by step.

The distance between the two of them increased a little, and Nangong Cong's voice could still be heard.

"What's going on here? It's evil. I just sighed a few times, but who else could I offend? I specially pick on my young master to throw stones when I want to sigh! Grass, venting and venting is not enough."

Lin Mufeng: "..."

Jun Jiangjiu noticed that Lin Mufeng's hand was clasped on the soft sword disguised as a belt around his waist.He quickly pulled Lin Mufeng away.Otherwise, Lin Mufeng might not be able to wait for the killer, and Lin Mufeng would probably kill Nangong Cong himself.

Fortunately, Lin Mufeng didn't need to hold back for too long, because some people already couldn't bear the loneliness.

Murderous

Lin Mufeng raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his lips.He said to Jun Jiangjiu: "Let me solve it."

Junjiang wine answered, and simply stayed in the dark, secretly lighting a piece of wax for several killers in his heart.

Although they do not come from the same place, they are colleagues at least. I wish you all the best, and don't offend the angry Mu Feng again in your next life.

What he did was not pointless.

At least those killers had just released their murderous aura, and before they had time to make a move, they faintly saw a sword light passing by, and then...

There's no after that.

Lin Mufeng put away the sword, and felt that he was in a much brighter mood.

The only bad thing is that it was discovered by Nangong Cong.

When seeing Nangong Cong, Lin Mufeng found that his eyes were blank, staring at himself, and muttering something incomprehensible.

"What's wrong with him?" Lin Mufeng asked Jun Jiangjiu strangely.

The latter smiled harmlessly to humans and animals: "Being hit by life is utterly bruised."

"Why?" Lin Mufeng was even more puzzled.

"Why!" Nangong Cong shouted, "Brother Lin, you have been worrying about it for several days and found that these are unnecessary attempts! Do you know how anxious, fearful, and helpless I am inside? !!"

"I know." Lin Mufeng said without hesitation, expressionless.

Jun Jiangjiu let out a "puchi" laugh, and explained for Lin Mufeng: "The howls and sighs every afternoon are telling us your dedication and nervousness." Jun Jiangjiu originally wanted to say howling, but considering Nangong Cong's The shadow guard and servants were still around here, so he put it in a more euphemistic way.

Nangong Cong coughed twice and covered his face with a fan.

"No matter how beautifully you say it, it won't change the fact that you guys just despise me!"

The author has something to say:

Let me tell you, Ben Orange Juice tried to draw Mu Feng's character =w=

Although the drawing is a sketch, and it's ugly

But as the first boy drawn in this life,

I am so happy with this orange juice! (×—▽—×)

By the way, no one really intends to complain?

comments go so quiet

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