Sheriff, give me a smile~

On the tenth day of the eighth month, Zhaixing Tower was sealed off for the crime of assassinating the King of Han and attempting to conspire against him. More than 120 people from the upper floor to the lower floor to the disciples were arrested.

On the twelfth day of the eighth month, the Empress ordered to interrogate the members of the Zhaixing Tower, who were convicted of treason and sentenced to beheaded the next day.

On August 120th, more than [-] people from Zhaixinglou were taken to the Meridian Gate and killed.The public was in an uproar.

On August [-]th, the ban on Chang'an City was lifted, and the Empress ordered the demolition of the Zhaixing Building.

On August [-]th, the Chu-Han War was victorious, and Li Jing passed on the letter and returned to the court in a few days.

On August [-]th, the empress sent troops to escort Zhang Liang back to Han, and wrote a letter to the King of Han, to the effect that the military divisions cooperated with the Tang Dynasty to deal with the Zhaixing Building, but was attacked by the Zhaixing Building on the way, causing all memory loss. The Tang Dynasty was deeply moved. Sorry, I would like to give up all the cities in the land of Chu and Han to show my apology.

On August 25th, Li Jing's class teacher returned to the court, and the empress came out of the city to greet her personally.

On August 26, Xiang Yu slayed himself in Wujiang, and Yu Ji died in love afterwards.

On August 27, Zhang Liang returned to Han.

Han Palace, Midnight.

Liu Bang put on his clothes and came to Zhang Liang's room. The lights in Zhang Liang's room were still on, and there was a vague figure sitting at the desk reading a book.

He wanted to push the door, but after thinking about it, he put down his hand again.

Today's Zhang Liang is no longer the original Zhang Liang. Every time he looks at himself, he will be puzzled, and he can only feel sad.

He originally thought that when Zhang Liang came back, he would tell him all the battle situation and his own thoughts, but seeing Zhang Liang in front of him who had lost all his memory, he felt tired and painful.

Tired as never before, even more tiring than the decisive battle between Chu and Han.

"Zifang, I am your lord..."

He sighed, turned and left.

Forget it, it took you so long to turn a slippery ruffian into a king of Chu and Han, so now, let Gu Ye repay you once, and spend the rest of his life turning you into a Chu and Han military adviser.

Zhang Liang, don't even think about leaving Gu in your life.

"Your Majesty thinks Zifang's amnesia is really just an accident?" At noon the next day, Han Xin found Liu Bang in the Han Palace.

Liu Bang looked at him meaningfully: "Of course, not."

Chang'an, Jingzhao Yin's government office.

"Master Di, is the Zhaixing Tower really going to be demolished?" Yuan Fang stood by Di Renjie's desk and helped him sort out the files.

"When will His Majesty's order be false?"

"understood……"

"How is your injury?" Di Renjie looked up at him.

"It's almost gone," Yuan Fang paused and said, "Master Di, can I ask you for leave today?"

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to visit someone's home." Yuan Fang said in a low tone.

Di Renjie paused the hand holding the pen, and sighed softly: "Go."

Yuan Fang came to the gate of Marco Polo's house in Chang'an.

Knowing that there was no one in the house, he took out the pocket watch that Marco Polo had given him and opened it.

The second hand walked peacefully under the crystal clear glass, and he suddenly felt sad and blamed himself.

If it wasn't for him, Pineapple wouldn't have gone to the Zhaixing Tower to find him later, and he wouldn't have died there.

He remembered the first time he met that person, the sun was so bright, but it was not as beautiful as his smile.

Such a good-looking person died like this, and I didn't even save enough money to buy him a good jade pendant.

Yuan Fang's eyes were sore, he sniffed and decided to leave, but just as he turned around, the gate of the house behind him suddenly opened.

"The kid in front, don't you plan to come in and sit down?"

Yuan Fang turned his head in disbelief, and the blond, blue-eyed Westerner leaned against the door and smiled at him, his slightly curved eyes seemed to be filled with stars and the sea.

"Cheat, cheat corpse..." Yuan Fang stammered and couldn't speak a word.

Marco Polo laughed "poof". He stepped forward and pinched Yuan Fang's big ears: "I'm not a fake corpse, I'm really alive."

"Why, why?" Yuan Fang's tongue was still tied.

Marco Polo tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I don't know, maybe it's God's blessing?"

"Who is God?"

"Our gods in the West."

"What does he look like?"

"What does it look like..."

Marco Polo didn't know what God looked like, but only remembered seeing a blue shirt in a trance.

Di Renjie found Li Bai by the moat.

The moonlight is shining, and the swordsman in white sits on a stone and drinks wine.

Since Li Bai woke up, he hasn't said a word to Di Renjie, and it's also difficult for Di Renjie to find him.

Di Renjie knew that he was running away.

The memory of hundreds of years ago was like a disaster, which made him not know how to face himself.

Di Renjie also has complicated feelings, but he is not Li Bai after all, he is calmer than Li Bai, he knows that whether he wants to or not, he has to face what needs to be faced.

He slaughtered Li Bai Qingqiu Manchu, and Li Bai also swung his sword to kill his Kanzong. He suffered for Li Bai, and Li Bai also suffered for him. From this point of view, the two are actually equal.

Di Renjie pressed his hand on his heart, his warm heart was beating again and again, each time becoming firmer and more steady.

He knew that he loved this person, this person named Li Bai.As soon as such a belief was born, he felt that everything suddenly became clear, he threw away all worries, and was no longer afraid of anything.

Li Bai, if you have a knot in your heart, let me open it; if you don't know how to get out of this step, then let me pull you.

Di Renjie walked slowly behind Li Bai, he reached out and patted Li Bai's shoulder lightly: "Taibai."

Li Bai paused, put down the jug, looked up into the distance, and didn't speak.

"do you hate me?"

Li Bai: "..."

The wind came, blowing through the leaves, rustling.

"I... don't hate."

"Then you..." Di Renjie's heartbeat gradually became faster. He had never said such a thing in his two lifetimes. He clenched a hand: "Will you...to be with me?"

Li Bai froze for a moment.

Is this what Di Renjie said...

Will he talk like that too?

Li Bai thought of how devoutly he loved him in his previous life, and tried his best to beg for love from him, but was rejected by him time and time again, so he couldn't help feeling dazed.

However, he didn't continue to be in a trance, because Di Renjie had already bent over slightly and hugged him from behind.

The familiar breath and warm body temperature stuck to Li Bai's body through his clothes, and he felt a little strange. However, after the brief strangeness, there was a long-lost nostalgia and sense of security, as if it had been a lifetime.

Li Bai opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Di Huaiying..."

"I'm here."

"Don't lie to me again."

Li Bai was hurt enough by him, because he hurt enough, he was a little afraid to approach this person easily.

Guilt and sadness suddenly struck, forcing Di Renjie to feel a dull pain in his heart: "No more, never again."

"..."

"Taibai, give me some time, I will make you believe me."

Li Bai didn't answer him, just said: "I want to go home."

Di Renjie was startled: "Go home?"

"I want to go back to the Western Regions."

"When?"

"Two days later."

Di Renjie was a little at a loss: "You want to leave?"

"Ah."

"Then will you come back?"

"do not know."

"..."

"Then..." Di Renjie pursed his lips and made a bold decision: "Will you let me go back with you?"

Li Bai's heart trembled slightly: "Aren't you guarding Chang'an?"

"Without Di Huaiying in Chang'an, there will be other people guarding him, but Li Bai..."

Without Di Huaiying, Li Bai would no longer have anyone around him.

On the second day, Wu Zetian received Di Renjie's resignation letter. She read the resignation letter several times before raising her head: "Di Qing, your actions are really beyond my expectations."

Di Renjie bowed to Wu Zetian: "Thanks to Your Majesty's love."

Wu Zetian sighed: "Forget it, your heart is no longer in Chang'an, and it is useless to force you to stay with me. You can go now."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"How long will it take you to come back from this trip?"

"I don't know, maybe a year or two, or maybe three or five years..."

"Maybe you won't even come back for the rest of your life?"

Di Renjie: "..."

Wu Zetian threw his resignation on the table: "If you leave for one day, the position of Jing Zhaoyin in Chang'an City will be vacant for one day; if you leave for ten days, it will be vacant for ten days; if you leave for ten years, I will vacate him for ten years."

Di Renjie was stunned: "Your Majesty, there are many talented people in the court who can take up this position."

"But you are the only magistrate in my heart, and I will let Shaoyin take your place temporarily."

Di Renjie wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Wu Zetian: "Okay, I've made up my mind, you don't need to say more."

Knowing that there was no room for change in this matter, Di Renjie took three steps back, prostrated himself on the ground, and gave Wu Zetian the last and most solemn court ceremony respectfully.

Wu Zetian knew that she couldn't keep this person at all.

"My emperor, long live long live."

"Qing... Pingshen."

Chang'an suburbs.

Li Bai rode on the horse, opened the jug and took a sip, the Qinglian sword hung beside him, shining silver in the sunlight.

He has traveled to countless places in his life, set off on countless journeys, and each time he was alone, leaving as soon as he said, but this time, he stopped and waited for someone.

His expression didn't change, but he knew that there was a faint expectation in his heart.

The horse snorted restlessly and rubbed its front hooves on the ground a few times, as if complaining that its master hadn't moved yet.

There was the sound of horseshoes trotting behind him, Li Bai retracted the wine pot, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.

Di Renjie drove forward, and the moment he saw Li Bai, he pulled the rein, slowly slowed down the horse, and stopped when he was a foot away from Li Bai. Seeing that Li Bai didn't look impatient, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Li Bai suddenly smiled.

The past is fleeting, one scene after another, and one scene after another dissipates. Those past joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, anger, sorrow, and regret suddenly seem to be unimportant and unreal.

The person in front of me does exist, has warmth, soul, feelings, and beautiful eyes. He can cry, laugh, and change because of himself. What else can I ask for? Woolen cloth?

"Huaiying." He called out to him.

Di Renjie was stunned, this was the first time Li Bai called him Huaiying in so many days.

Huaiying, for such a simple word, he felt that he had waited for a long time, so long that he almost thought that time had stagnated.

"I am here……"

"Let's go."

"it is good."

Di Renjie rode forward and walked with him.

No need for any words, just that smile, he knew that the swordsman in white still loved him.

And the swordsman in white also knew that he was the only one in this person's heart.

At that time, autumn was approaching, and the suburbs were lush and beautiful. On the flat road, the two riders accompanied each other, driving side by side, going further and further away.

It seems to go through thousands of mountains and rivers, to the ends of the earth.

The lady in red and the friend in white, drinking together in the morning and evening.

The world says that I love Chang'an, but I only love Chang'an.

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