The Return of the Assassin Biography

Now, Lord Murong and Princess Mo are back! "The guard came in to report.

"Really, where are you now?" Zhi Yan sat up straight.

"They have returned to their respective palaces."

"Is anyone alright?"

"I didn't see it either, but the guard who came back said that he twisted his foot and spent the night in the mountains."

The banquet manager stood up and ran out of the room, the guards shouted from behind: "Your Majesty, you haven't..."

The guard didn't finish his sentence, and he was nowhere to be seen.

Xiang Xutai

"A Li, A Li!" He looked outside the house and ran into the room without seeing anyone.

Murong Li leaned against the bed rail, and sat up straight when he heard the voice: "Why is Your Majesty here?"

"Ah Li, my foot is hurt, I'm here to have a look." While talking, he wanted to lift his quilt, but was stopped by Murong Li.

"Your Majesty, I'm fine, Princess Mo has a sprained foot."

Zhiyan raised his hand in embarrassment, at this time the waiter came over with a bowl of porridge, Zhiyan carried it over and wanted to feed Murongli.

"Your Majesty, I will do it myself."

"You don't move, I'll come." Zhiyan scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth, Murongli took a few mouthfuls and stopped eating!He also felt very hungry during the banquet, so he swallowed the remaining half bowl whole.

"Your Majesty, there is still porridge in the kitchen, would you like another bowl?" The servant looked at him in surprise.

"Ah? No need!" He also looked at the servant in surprise.

Murongli looked at the face similar to Zhiming, and was in a daze for a moment, so before he knew it, this longing had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow and invaded the viscera.

"Your Majesty, come back with your hair in a bun." Murong Li looked at him and said, "Why don't you even wear your belt!"

Zhi Yan looked at himself, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment: "This king is going back first! You have a good rest."

☆、Chapter 14 Get what you want

The boat floated on the water like a leaf, and the oars cut through the calm lake, leaving fine lines.

Leaning over and touching the lake with your fingers, the cool water glides over your fingertips.

The blue sky and white clouds fluttered under the feet, and the wind suddenly picked up, wrinkling a pool of spring water.

Such a quiet lake, I don't know how many stunning photos are left behind.

The island in the center of the lake is not far away, less than one mile, and it can be seen from Nanzhou Pass, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

When the boat docked, Lin Yao led the group of them into the tree-lined path in Quyou, and a small courtyard appeared in front of them.

Push open the gate made of fence, and there are two wooden houses.

"I just came here to make arrangements this morning. I was a little hasty, and I don't know what the Lord Gu likes. If the Lord needs anything in the future, just let me know, and the officials will send it over." Lin Yao said.

"General Lao!"

"Also! The lord can enter and leave Nanzhou Pass. The foot restraint is just a communication to the outside world. My king has to specifically inform the lord that the lord will send the lord back if he wants to leave the Liuli Kingdom that day."

"Thank you, General!"

"The lower officials are going back first! The boat is parked by the lake, and I hope the Lord will come to Nanzhou Pass in his spare time."

……

Dong'er went straight to the wooden house directly opposite. There were bedrooms on both sides of the main hall. He looked to the left and then ran to the one on the right. He laid down his burden and lay down on the bed: "It's so comfortable. This will be my bed from now on."

"Don't mess around, Dong'er." Xiaopang walked in.

"This room has two beds, of course it's for you and me!"

"And Master Zhuo!"

"Aren't there two other rooms in the courtyard? I've seen them all, and that's the one that suits them."

"Everyone take a break first, and you will have to do everything yourself," Zhi Ming said.

"Your Majesty, I'm interested just thinking about it!" Dong'er ran out.

In the early morning of Li Ri, all the birds sing together.

Dong'er squinted his eyes and got up, wandered into the courtyard, looked around, saw the clouds and mist, it was cold and lonely, and hurried into the house to put on a coat.

The others are not awake yet.

Drinking in the courtyard yesterday, I don't know when they fell asleep, even Xiaopang was not spared, and was dragged to drink.

Dong'er walked out of the house again, went to the kitchen on the side of the courtyard, rummaged around for a while, and pushed open the gate of the fence to see the surrounding environment, since he will live here from now on.

The island is not very big, it can be circled around the whole island in an hour, with a radius of about ten miles, surrounded by water, it is said that the island is more like a shoal.

When Dong'er returned to the courtyard, seeing that they hadn't woken up yet, he became angry. He raised his voice and shouted: "Get up... get up for me..."

Everyone came out lazily.

"What's the matter?" Zhi Ming leaned against the door frame and stretched.

"Look at what time it is now, I'm so embarrassed to sleep, especially you two." Dong'er pointed at Zhuo Yanzhuofan.

"What's the matter with us?" They were confused.

"In the future, the five of us will form a family! Everyone is equal here! Let's see how you can be a family with your virtue. I will be the family in the future. If you agree, please raise your hand."

Only Xiaopang had a sullen face, and the other three watched him dance and talk big while holding back their smiles, and they treated it as a child without taboo.

"It seems that no one agrees, so I'll go out for a stroll first, and come back to eat later." He said with his hands behind his back and left.

Soon they have a problem!

Zhi Ming ran out of the kitchen grabbing a handful of straws, choking on tears, and angrily threw the straws at Xiaopang.

"You are going to be so stupid, you can't even light a fire." He coughed while talking.

"Your Majesty, you have to wait for the smoke to dissipate before going in." Zhuo Yan wiped the ashes on his face with a handkerchief.

"Your Majesty, wipe your face." Zhuo Fan handed him a handkerchief.

"We can only drink the northwest wind after the smoke clears."

Four people sat around the stone table in the courtyard, their heads were ashamed...

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing, which made people more lazy.

Xiaopang entered the yard carrying two baskets.

"Is the meal ready? I'm hungry." He put down the basket and ran into the kitchen.

"What are these!" Zhi Ming came over to look over his basket, thinking it was something to eat.

"Where's the meal?" Dong'er came out of the kitchen.

"Hurry up and cook, the king is hungry." Xiaopang said with some reproach.

"No." Dong'er came over and sat down with them.

"How did you become the head of the family and let us starve?" Zhuo Yan said.

Dong'er jumped up from the stone bench: "Are you agreeing?"

"We all agreed! You left before you had time to raise your hand." Zhuo Yan said.

Dong'er cleared his throat and said, "Then let's divide the tasks for the future. Brother Wang, Zhuo Yan, and Zhuo Fan are working outside, and my brother is doing chores at home. Do you have any opinions?"

They got it wrong again!Nobody calls them that yet.

"All right, no problem." He said what he said, and they were so hungry that their chests were stuck to their backs!

"Then you go and move the things on the boat over."

"Yes Yes!"

Zhuo Yan Zhuo Fan came back from the boat with a few hoes on his shoulders. He thought Dong'er was joking just now, but they were not too surprised. The days are so long, and they have to find something to do. It is also a leisurely enjoyment to return to the garden .

Dong'er cooked the food and brought it to the stone table in the courtyard, and several people gathered around to devour it, as if they were eating some delicacies from mountains and seas.

"We have to grow all the side dishes in the future, and I brought all the seeds." Dong'er pointed at the two blueberries he just brought with his chopsticks: "In the future, we don't need to ask others for the things we can produce. If you can't produce it yourself, you can go to the market to buy it."

"Well said!" Zhi praised him while picking up his meal, a child thought so far-sighted and thoughtful.

"We have to plant a climbing vine tree here, and we can enjoy the shade by sitting under the stone table."

"I took a walk in the morning. There is an open space by the lake behind the house. We will reclaim it in the morning and plant fruits and vegetables."

"Okay, okay!" Zhuo Yan Zhuofan should also co-author.

"Also, there is a hot spring behind the house, and there are a lot of stones next to it. It seems that they want to build a pool, but they haven't come in time to start the construction. We have to build it ourselves. Be serious, are you listening to me? ?" Dong'er tapped the bowl with his chopsticks.

"Yes, yes..."

……

All beginnings are hard.

Cultivating a piece of land stumped them. The haystacks and branches were removed in one morning, and warriors like Zhuo Yanzhuofan complained again and again.

Zhiming's palms were blistered, so he had no choice but to give up today!

It was not until the sun went down that a decent piece of land was sorted out.

The three of them sat on the ridge of the field, looking at the fledgling vegetable garden, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction spontaneously.

After several days of hard work, the garden has been completed, and several kinds of vegetable seeds have been planted, just waiting for the seedlings to break out of the ground.

One afternoon.

Dong'er held a big rooster in his arms in one hand, and a bamboo basket in the other. The basket was full of chicks, and the crowd stretched out their heads and chirped. He staggered open the fence door and walked in.

Zhi Ming was sitting in the courtyard, looking at his funny appearance, he was a little amused: "What are you doing? Where did you get these?"

"Didn't you see that this is a chicken! The big one is used to crow, and the small one is used to raise it. General Lin took me to the market to buy it." He seemed to be proud of his feat.

"Why do you want to cry? If it doesn't cry, the sky will be bright anyway." Zhi Ming replied disdainfully.

Dong'er put down the rooster and took out the chicks from the basket: "We need to get a chicken coop for them! Your Majesty, I will leave this matter to you."

"Me?" Zhi Ming questioned and pointed at himself.

"That's right! Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, don't you even know how to build a chicken coop?"

"Of course I will! You were not born when I was sneaking around!" He raised his head proudly, of course he would not admit defeat in front of a child.

It's easy to say, but it's a little difficult to do it!Zhiming fumbled for an afternoon, and finally built the chicken coop. The walls were built with stones, the roof was paved with reeds and grass, and a small yard was surrounded by bamboo knots. It looked decent.

In the days that followed, Zhi Ming would stand in front of the chicken coop with a plate and spread the food. The love in his heart and the disdain when he first saw the chicken were actually two different realms.

"Little Fatty, do you know that when A Li used to stand by the waterside and sprinkle fish food, I always couldn't understand it, and now I realize that it's such a state of mind."

"Does your majesty miss Lord Murong?" Xiaopang stopped what he was doing.

"Miss Tianquan!"

……

The days passed so unhurriedly.

The chicks had grown out of the coop and out of the yard, and Dong'er added a new batch of chicks.

They gradually become familiar with the things and people around them.

It was midsummer in July, the sun was scorching, and farming could only be done in the morning.

Zhuo Yan Zhuo Fan often went to Nanzhou to play with Lin Yao in the afternoon, and they often discussed swordsmanship together. They were born to hold swords!How can you be willing to hold the hoe tightly.

Xiaopang and Dong'er also often go to Nanzhouguan to learn painting and pottery making.

Only Zhiming hasn't left the island in the middle of the lake. He likes to sit quietly by himself under the big tree by the lake, put a fishing rod, and wait for the fish to take the bait.

The sun shines through the leaves and branches, and the ground and water are covered with sparkling spots. The wind blows from the lake, carrying the taste of sunshine.

Zhi Ming leaned on the thick tree trunk, looking at the lush green vegetables on the small slope, feeling at ease.

He had been looking for such a place.

In the morning, you will be woken up by the birds, and you can see the flowers outside the window when you open your eyes. In the afternoon, you will enjoy the sunshine and fish under the trees by the lake.Putting aside the hustle and bustle, give your soul to the quiet landscape and countryside, sit in the courtyard at night, smell the fragrance of flowers and plants, and watch the moon and stars with one glance.

Today Xiaopang was fishing by his side. When he was out of his mind, Xiaopang held up the fish on the fishing rod and shouted to him.

"Your Majesty, a fish has taken the bait!" Such a bright smile can be seen anytime now.

Zhi Ming also laughed: "Little Fatty, do you know that I have always wanted to live this kind of life, and now in this foreign country, I can get my wish and live as I wish every day..."

His smile stopped suddenly, and he felt that what he just said seemed familiar.

It turns out that the things that I have been avoiding are everywhere and hidden deep in my heart.

☆、Chapter 15

"Is Ah Li bored, let's go out and play!"

"That's good!"

Mo Lan examined Murong Li back and forth: "A Li's clothes are too fairy and too dazzling, it's inconvenient to drag them all over the place, does A Li have other dresses?"

"Yes, yes, I haven't worn it for a long time."

"Where is it? It's rare to see Ah Li wearing a plain dress!" Mo Lan got up to open Murongli's locker, her eyes fixed on Dige.

"Ah Li still has Tsing Yi, but I haven't seen A Li wearing it yet!"

"I'm not willing to throw away the previous clothes. Fang Ye sent them a few days ago."

Mo Lan snatched the book from his hand: "A Li, don't read the book when I'm here, look at me, come on, A Li, put this on."

"Why change,"

"Hurry up! I'll be waiting for you outside."

Ever since Murongli got lost on the mountain last time, Zhiyan had secretly planted guards at the gate of Xiangxu Terrace, and Murongli followed him as soon as he went out.

The streets are still lively and bustling.

It was the first time for Murongli to go out on the street. There was a dazzling array of goods, so he had to follow closely behind Mo Lan, followed by two of Mo Lan's attendants. Mo Lan did not allow them to get too close.

Mo Landong fumbled here and there, then turned around and asked him, "What does Ah Li like, I'll buy it for you."

"No need, just take a look."

"Does Ah Li like this?" Mo Lan picked up a jade bracelet, grabbed his hand, and slipped it into his hand.

"Mo Lan, Mo Lan..." Murong Li failed to break free.

Mo Lan dragged Murong Li to the front, the stall owner stretched his neck and shouted eagerly from behind, the attendant rushed up to give the money, and the stall owner was relieved: This big family is really real.

"Tianxianglou" Mo Lan looked up at the wine shop on the street, turned her head and said to her: "A Li, I'm hungry, I can't walk anymore." If you take him in directly to eat, you will definitely be rejected.

"Let's go!" Allow him to play tricks again.

"Let's go!" Mo Lan tugged at his sleeve.

The shop waiter took them to sit in the Yage upstairs. Mo Lan ordered a few dishes, and they waited upstairs. Someone was playing the piano on the hall downstairs, and the melodious sound of the piano floated out through the veil.

Suddenly there was some noise downstairs, Mo Lan lifted a corner of the gauze curtain and looked downstairs, at this moment Xiao Er Duan came in with tea.

"What's going on downstairs?" Mo Lan asked the waiter.

"A child often comes to the store to beg for food." The waiter said to them while pouring tea.

"Give him some, how much can a child eat?"

"That's a poor man. We'll give it to him when he comes, but these days we've started to ask for money from the guest officials. I'm afraid that the guests will be annoyed if I do this too often. I'm just a coolie. , can’t speak.”

Mo Lan watched the child being dragged out, but still grabbed the waiter's sleeve and begged pitifully.

Seeing the waiter in the shop moving the child's finger, Mo Lan hurriedly stood up and ran out: "How can you treat a child like this, I'll go and see."

The waiter shook his head and sighed: "It's not that we are numb in our hearts. There are so many poor people like this in the back alleys that Gu can't take care of them. Now that the monster is in power, it has harmed my people of heaven and earth. .”

"how do I say this?"

"The clothes of the officials are either rich or expensive, and the officials don't go out often! The flames of war in this world must not have much influence on your big families, but it has hurt us ordinary people. Conscripts have been recruited for many years. Now the world is dominated by the country. My Majesty Tianquan took it for him, and to make him smile, even my Tianquan was surrendered, my people of Tianquan are so pitiful and pathetic!"

The shop waiter wiped the table, carried the tea tray and backed out, Murongli sat upright, picked up the tea and took a sip, still expressionless.

The waiter came in with the dishes and spread them out.

Mo Lan led the child in and let him sit at the table. The child was wearing coarse sackcloth, his hair was pulled back with a strip of cloth, his fair and chubby face, and his dark eyes looked at Murong timidly. Leave.

"Don't be afraid, let's eat!" Mo Lan handed him a steamed bun, and the child quickly took it, holding it in his hand and refusing to eat it.

"Eat quickly, there are still more to eat."

"I want to take this back." The child said timidly, and glanced at Murongli from the corner of his eye.

"Eat this first, and take this back later." Mo Lan coaxed him by pointing at the steamed buns.

After eating the steamed buns, the child still trembled and said, "May I lend me a few copper coins?" It was really like what the shop waiter told me, asking for money after eating.

The child looked at Mo Lan expectantly, and kept silent, which made his heart ache.

Mo Lan touched his body and looked at Murongli: "Does Ah Li have any silver taels?"

"No." He didn't need any money in Xiangxutai, so he didn't bring any money with him over time!

"Can this work?" Murongli stretched out his hand.

"This is something for Ah Li, don't give it to others."

The child finally met a kind-hearted person, but now that he has no money, his vision suddenly dimmed.

"Don't worry, the money is downstairs, go..."

Mo Lan handed him a silver nugget, and the child took it, bowed and thanked him, and ran into the opposite pharmacy.

It turned out that he wanted to buy medicine, and there were patients in his family?

After a while, he came out with a pack of herbs, and seeing Murongli and the others still standing at the door, he bowed again to thank him.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy followed him out, and Mo Lan went up to ask the shopkeeper what kind of medicine he bought.

"What else can I eat! I gave him some gentle tonics, but it can't kill his filial piety! It's so pitiful, at such a young age, less than four years old, he will experience joys and sorrows, life and death." The shopkeeper shook Shake your head.

"How do you say that?" This was the second time Murongli asked such stupid words today.

"This child is the grandson of old man Li in the back alley. I have visited his house a few days ago. The old man Li has already run out of fuel. No matter how good the medicine is, it won't help. He won't last for a few days. It's gone." The shopkeeper shook his head and turned back into the room, then suddenly turned his head: "The official looks like a rich family, so take his grandson away and give him a bite to eat!"

"Does he have no other family members?" Mo Lan asked.

"It's gone, the two sons died in battle, and everyone else followed, leaving the old and the young alone. How did my good heavenly power come to this point? It's really a disaster for the country and the people!"

"What harm to the country and the people." Mo Lan's head was foggy.

"Let's go!" Murong Li said, turned and walked away.

"Ah Li, wait for me, where is Ah Li going?"

"Go and have a look! If you don't leave, you will be lost!"

"A Li is really a good person."

The alley is very deep, and the more you go, the colder and more lonely it seems that no one has ever entered or left. The withered and yellow leaves were blown by the wind to the corners of the low walls and piled up. The loess walls of the courtyards on the roadside collapsed in many places.

Finally, in the depths of the alley, a voice was heard.

Murong Li searched for the sound and walked into the courtyard.

"Is there anyone at home?" Mo Lan whispered softly, afraid of shocking the people inside.

The child ran out and was overjoyed when he saw Murongli and the others. He yelled and ran into the house: "Grandpa, it's the adults who came, and the steamed buns and medicine are given by the adults! Grandpa, eat some steamed buns! Grandpa, I'll give them to you." You make medicine."

Mo Lan stepped into the room and immediately came out with no nose.

At this time, the child came out and was trying to light a fire in the half-collapsed kitchen in the courtyard. Mo Lan stood by and watched helplessly.

When Murongli stepped into the room, a strange smell came to his nostrils, it was the smell of death.

The four walls of the house are unobstructed, and there is a bed in a dark corner, and there is a person lying on the bed, covered with an old and thin quilt, with darkened eye sockets, sunken, skinny...

Seeing someone coming in, the person on the bed tried his best to sit up, struggled a few times, and still lay down on the bed. He raised one hand and scratched in the air, trying to grab Murongli, grab hope.

Murong Li walked to the side of the bed and stood there with his ears bent.

"Your Excellency is a good man, please do me a favor... Please take my grandson..." He choked on his cigarette with difficulty, trying his best to say these two complete sentences.

"Okay! I'll take it away."

Stretched out that hand and landed on the side of the bed, a line of clear tears flowed from the eye sockets, across the sallow forehead, and there was a steamed bun beside it...

When Murongli came out of the room, he saw the child was still lighting the fire, the black medicine jar seemed to have been useless for a long time, and the lid was covered with ashes.

The collapsed wall connected the courtyard next door. An old man in his eighties came from the courtyard on crutches, swaying here and there, stumbling around.

"Who is visiting?" the old man asked in a trembling voice.

"We were just passing by."

"No one has passed by here for several years. Let me come to see if old man Li has passed away?"

"Just went west."

"It's good to be gone, it's good to be gone, you'll suffer even if you're alive, you'd better go one step ahead of me!" The old man suddenly burst into tears, and the tears flowed freely.

"Now that you're gone, what hope do I have? My son doesn't know whether he's dead or alive. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back in his lifetime. My son's good life is lighter than an ant. I hate that Yaoguang legacy! Bewitched My lord, trample on our people..." The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, sobbing and wiping away his tears with his sleeve.

If he knew that the person in front of him was the Yao Guang legacy he was talking about, would he die immediately?

"Please be sorry. The old man entrusted the child to us when he was dying. I wonder if he can go with us?"

"Grandson, come here, come to grandpa." Wiping away his tears, the old man stretched out his hand to call for his grandson!

The old man sat down at the stone table, stretched out his hand and took the child who ran over into his arms: "Grandson, let's go with the adults! Grandpa is old and can't take care of grandson, and grandson will not come back. In a few days, grandpa I went to the sky, if my grandson misses grandpa, he should look up at the stars in the sky, the two brightest ones are grandpa."

"Grandpa." The grandpa and grandson hugged each other and wept.

"Let's go!" The old man pushed the child to Murongli's side.

"Let's go! Don't worry your grandpa." Mo Lan pulled the child.

Murong Li took off the jade bracelet: "This is for you."

"I don't need it anymore, all I need now is a handful of loess, please treat my grandson well!"

Murong Li put the jade bracelet on the table, got up and left, but Mo Lan didn't stop when he saw it.

"In the future, I will find the best jade bracelets in the world and give them to A Li."

Murongli looked back at the courtyard, there was a tree that had lost its leaves, a few bare trunks stretched out, a leaf was hanging on a spider's web, spinning with the wind, it was extremely desolate.

………………

"Your Majesty, Lord Murong has returned."

"Where did you go today?"

"I went shopping in the market with Princess Mo, and brought back a child, who stayed at the County Lord's mansion."

"What boy is it?"

"Just an orphan."

"Princess Mo's preferences are really eccentric. He always picks up people from the streets! What kind of big man he is this time, I will wait and see."

In July, the fire is flowing, and the night is getting cooler.

As soon as Murongli came back, he put on his red makeup. At first he thought it was just his outfit for wandering around the rivers and lakes, but today he realized that it was already a deep-seated love. It turns out that people's preferences are so easy to change.

Xiang Xutai was still in the scene yesterday, Yu Qionghua was swaying alone, as lonely as snow.

Missing wine and sorrow.

The depression and anxiety deep in my heart can only be poured out by myself, and now I often dream of the beautiful memories of you and me together, and the warmth you gave me is slowly passing by in time.

"A Li." Zhiyan called softly.

"Why is Your Majesty here!" Murong Li came back to his senses.

"Do you have to ask me this every time I come? It's as if I shouldn't be here." Zhiyan took a seat opposite him.

"No, I just don't know if His Majesty will come here now."

"Too much alcohol will hurt your health, it's better to drink less." He talked with Murong Li while having a drink.

After a few drinks, Murong Li already felt a little sleepy, he took an empty glass from under the table and hid it under his cuff, picked up the wine glass handed to him by Zhiyan, got up and came to the edge of the pavilion, with his back turned to Zhiyan, Stretching out her hand to caress the flowers and leaves of Yuqiong, she took advantage of the opportunity to hide the glass of wine under the branches and leaves in the flowerpot, turned around and returned to the table, and put the empty glass on the table.

Sit down, fill up the empty cup, and drink one cup after another until you lean against the table.

The banquet went to sit beside him, took his head into his arms, and expected that he would burst into tears, his eyes dim: "Can I only see you in my dreams? Where are you now?"

The banquet was held quietly, hugging his shoulders, staring at the vicissitudes of life reflected in his eyes.

"People in the world say that I am a disaster for the country and the people, so how do you know that I cherish you like my life?" Murong Li stretched out his hand to caress the face holding the banquet: "What use is this world to me, I might as well sit in the garden with you and watch the flowers fall."

Seeing Murongli sleeping peacefully in his arms, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, his heart was as cold as night, and he carried Murongli into the house.

"The clothes are the same as before, the person is thin alone, pouring wine and drinking alone, wanting to talk, the spring flowers and autumn moon have no intention of admiring, the fragrance disappears and the jade dies alone locked in the deep courtyard, only looking forward to the return of the old man."

☆、Chapter 16 Obsessed with the heart

The banquet put Murongli on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and brushed off the hair sticking to his face. When he was asleep, he still couldn't erase the worries gathered between his brows and the melancholy clouds around his eyelashes. Against the backdrop of Qingcheng Fanghua, there is no place to provoke pity.

Zhi Yan sat by the bed for a long time, quietly watching the person in front of him.

Desolate and cold, quietly sad and deep.

…………

"My lord, I just intercepted a letter from Feige." Mu Yan handed the letter to the banquet executive.

"I can't hold it any longer!" Zhi Yan rubbed the note in his hand: "Whose house is it from?"

"Luo Min"

"Heavenly Powerful General!" The person who can create a rift between Zhi Ming and Murong Li must be someone around them who can talk.

"Your Majesty, please see the servant in Xutai." The servant announced at the door.

"please come in."

"Your Majesty, Lord Murong invites Mr. Mu to come over." The servant stood at the door.

"A Li woke up? What's the matter?" It turned out that he came to invite Mu Yan.

"I played a game of chess and got into a dead end. I struggled with it for a long time. I want to ask Mr. Mu to see if I can solve it."

Mu Yan Xinning: It's already morning, why don't you just get up, call yourself over, there must be something wrong.

"Your Majesty." Mu Yan looked at him, waiting for his permission.

"Go!" Clever as holding a banquet, this is of course not as simple as solving a game of chess, he just wants to follow his mind.

The banquet was standing by the window of the pavilion, looking at the opposite Xiang Xu Terrace, watching the two of them sitting at the table playing chess, as if they were strangers, bowing to each other.

Realizing that his behavior was ridiculous when he thought about it, he had no choice but to go back to the case to review the memorial.

Murongli poured a cup of tea, put it in front of him, and pushed the cup of wine over to Mu Yan.

"Can you see what is added to this wine?" Murong Li dropped a white chess piece.

Mu Yan picked it up and smelled it, put it to his mouth and took a sip, thought about it a little, and drank the whole cup.

"With wild hop juice."

"What for?"

"Slightly bitter and non-toxic, it is a Chinese herbal medicine that soothes the mind and helps sleep."

"It may have a hallucinogenic effect."

"No, only sleep aid benefits."

"It turns out that my own greed is at work."

"Luo Min has been writing to Zhong Kunyi to inform Tianquan about everything. They are waiting for an opportunity. Although it is not suitable to attack Tianquan at the moment, I am afraid that they will covet Yaoguang and other countries. What is your plan?"

"The cancer will never get rid of the future troubles. The soldiers and horses taken away by Zhong Kunyi must have been killed or injured in several battles. It must be less than [-]. If you hide for a long time, you will not have enough food and grass. I don't know where he is hiding. Now the only one who knows his hiding place is Princess Kaiyang."

"Your Majesty wants to strike first?"

"In the past, I always wanted to spare King Kaiyang's life, and find out who was behind the scenes for Ziyu, so as to clear my innocence. Now there is no need for that. I have nothing to lose. King Kaiyang is also a restless person, not easy to cling to. I am Yaoguang, keeping it is also a disaster."

"Your Majesty has been training soldiers since he was in power, and he probably has plans to go to war." Mu Yan played a black chess game.

"I want to give him a peaceful world!"

Murongli looked at the chessboard full of pieces...

"A Li, A Li, I'm coming!" I couldn't see him, but I heard his voice.

Murongli raised his head and saw Mo Lan running in from the door. He saw Mu Yan running straight to him: "Mu Yan, you are here, you don't go to me when you have time to play chess here." Mo Lan sat down and went to sleep. People rely on Mu Yan.

"I just came here too, I don't have much free time, I have business with the king in the afternoon!"

"Let's come over to have dinner with Ah Li, come here..." Mo Lan turned sideways and called out to the child who came in with him.

"Sit over there, don't be afraid, this will be your home from now on."

The child came over and knelt down beside Murongli. He had washed and dressed up a bit, with his hair tied in a small bun and dressed in black, giving him a hint of obsessiveness.

"A Li! You can see it! When I was young, Zhiming also looked like this. After doing this to him, I remembered many trivial things growing up with Zhiming. How about we invite the king to come over for dinner? We all gradually It's getting far away."

"Go and call!"

"Have you heard that? Hurry up and ask the king to come over." Mo Lan shouted at the servant.

After removing the chessboard, the waiter brought out the food.

Sitting beside Murongli at the banquet, he seemed a bit reserved, he stared at the child over there, this was the orphan they brought back.

"This is the current king. You have to call him the king in the future. This is Mu Yan. You can call him Mr. Mu and call him A Li." Mo Lan introduced the child bluntly.

"My lord, my lord, hello!" The child stood up and bowed.

"What's your name?" Mu Yan asked the child.

"He doesn't have a name, I'll bring him over and let Ah Li pick one up!"

"Let's eat first!" Murongli handed the child a fast food.

"Your Majesty, eat more." Murong Li added food for the banquet.

How many years has it been since we gathered together to have a good meal like this?This is what ordinary people call "family banquet".

Years later, Zhiyan would often recall that dinner, which warmed him for the rest of his lonely life.

As the night deepened, Murongli was still sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, not reading a book, his mind was in a trance.

"Has your lord been silent like this all this time? Do you miss your loved ones?" The child leaned on his chin and blinked his dark eyes at him.

"I have no relatives!"

"Then I will be a relative of adults in the future."

"I guess there is one in the world, his name is Yu Xiao, but we will never see each other again in this lifetime."

"Grandpa said, look at the stars in the sky when you miss them, they are all looking at me in the sky! Does your lord know where they go after people die?"

"Where did you go?"

"Go to the hearts of those who love them. Grandpa lives in my heart. The person you love lives in your heart. Does your lord say so? When you miss him in the future, look at the stars in the sky!"

love in my heart

Yes, the one you love is always in your heart, so why bother to feel sad and unhappy.

A four-year-old child understands why he keeps holding on to something.

Looking up at the night sky, for a moment, those strewn pains are as bright as shooting stars passing through the cold night.

"Why don't you have a name?"

"I'm waiting for daddy to come back to pick it up. Dad hasn't come back yet, so grandpa keeps calling me grandson."

"Then you can call it obsession in the future. If you miss it, think about it, think about it."

"Is it called Nian'er? I have a name." The child happily threw himself into Murongli's arms. This kind of hugging children is normal, but when it comes to Murongli's place, there are very few and rare ones. He raised his hands at a loss , I don't know where to fall!

"Master Mo Lan said, leave me here to accompany him, he will not come to pick me up today."

"I'm a boring person, it's boring to be with me!"

"Then how about my lord teaching me to read, write, and practice martial arts in the future?"

"Is this what Master Mo Lan taught you?"

"No, it's what I want to learn."

"Okay! Get up and sit down first."

Zhuan Nian stood up and bowed to him: "Nian'er pays homage to the master, and Nian'er thanks the master for giving him the name."

"master?"

"That's right! Didn't your lord say that you want to teach me to read, write, and practice martial arts? How about Nian'er asking you to be my teacher?"

"You get up first!"

"My lord doesn't agree?"

"Will you leave me in the future?"

"Is it the kind of departure that becomes a star in the sky? How about Nian'er staying with Master before becoming a star?"

"Okay! Then Nianer presents a cup of tea to the master!"

Murongli looked at the small hands clumsily pouring tea, and carefully raised it in front of him.

The little person in front of him was the person he could rely on and accompany him in the past.

The stars are vast, choose only one