The Return of the Assassin Biography

Once he has a chance, he will live up to this life. In the fleeting time, he will hold hands and spend the rest of his life together.

Lin Yao led Zhiming to the court. The three-year mourning period had passed. Zhiming came to bid farewell. Unexpectedly, the majestic ruler of a country would submit to mourning in another country for three years. The attitude of the ministers towards him also changed. , the admiration is beyond words.

"Ten days later, Dui'er will hold the succession ceremony. It's not too late for the lord to stay and celebrate together!" King Liuli sat in the court hall, still kindly and kindly, as if he was a little older than before.

"I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I miss it so much. Zhiming wants to go back as soon as possible. Zhiming is here to congratulate King Dui on his inauguration, and wish Liuli Kingdom prosperity and prosperity." Zhiming saluted Zidui who was in the audience.

"Zidui thanked the Lord Zhiming for his kind words."

"The invitation has been sent to Tianquan earlier. I hope that the two countries will continue to maintain friendly relations and the ceramic trade can continue."

"I will, Zhiming will leave now."

Zhi Ming said goodbye to his ministers, the carriage was ready, and King Liuli sent a group of soldiers to escort him.

Just as he was about to get into the carriage, he was captured by one of his men!

"Do you remember me?" This was already a handsome young man, dressed in a gorgeous red dress.

"And me."

"Zi Li, Zi Ling, why don't you remember, the two little ghosts have grown up, and if you meet them elsewhere, you won't recognize them."

"Why call me by my king's name directly?"

"Hey, it's okay to call you Zili. Don't think that you can wear red just because you are called Zili. Why do you look like a groom?"

"This king likes to wear clothes, can you control it?"

"You want to love each other, you know, go back quickly! I will come to see you again when I have a chance."

"Goodbye, Lord Zhiming!" The two of them watched Zhiming get into the car.

The carriage drove out of Wangcheng Cable Bridge, out of Fengyan Valley, and across the boundless prairie. The scenery is still the original scenery, but the heart of returning home is extremely strong.

He arrived in Shacheng within two days and nights, and did not stop in Shacheng, and directly boarded the boat that came to pick him up from Moying Pass.

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After the banquet, I walked into Mingyue Tower. I have been here for three years, and I am less unfamiliar and more cordial.

He sat in the pavilion, and it was March again, when the Yuqiong flowers were flourishing and began to grow buds.

"Is Master Mo there?" He asked the servant beside him.

"Yes, are you going to call it out?"

"Go and prepare lunch first, the king will eat here today."

"Yes."

"Master, the king is here." Zhuan Nian came out and saw the banquet.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, my swordsmanship is very good now, do you want to compete with me!" Zhuan Nian walked over, and now he is a seven-year-old child. He also has both ability and political integrity, and is unrestrained and unrestrained.

"That's right! It would be great to be my general when I grow up."

"Really! I have to ask the master."

Zhiban got up: "Come on, let me learn something."

Murong Li and Mo Lan went out to the pavilion and sat down, sipping tea and watching the two people exercising martial arts.

As soon as Zhuan Nian turned around, before he had time to draw out his sword, the sword of the banquet had already rested on his shoulder and neck.

"The speed is not fast enough, and the strength is not enough." Zhi Yan put away his sword.

"I will be able to catch up with the king if I study for a few more years."

They went back to the booth and sat down.

"I came here because I have something to say to Mo Lan. The Liuli Kingdom is going to hold a succession ceremony, and Mo Lan will go with the prime minister's son as an envoy of heaven."

The author has something to say: who else is there?

☆、Chapter 26

"Your Majesty, I don't want to go." Mo Lan refused without thinking.

"The lord of a county, it's fine if he doesn't go to court, and you want me, the king, to come here to inform you, you don't appreciate it!"

"I have so many princes and grandchildren in the sky, why do I have to go." He looked unhappy.

"Aren't you a king and grandson? Are you not a nobleman? This matter was decided by the ministers this morning, and it cannot be changed. The journey to Liuli will take more than ten days. The princess will start tomorrow!" Zhiyan glared at him, also No concessions.

"Kings……"

"Mo Lan go back to the mansion and get ready!" Murong Li also persuaded.

Mo Lan's eyes lit up: "Your Majesty wants me to go, can I take Ah Li with me?"

"Do you think this is a child's play?"

"Your Majesty..." Mo Lan stood up and sat beside him, shaking his hand, "I heard that Liuli Country has ten thousand hectares of grassland, and A Li has never left this Mingyue Tower. I want to take him out for a walk, Your Majesty... ..."

"It's just a succession ceremony, and I'm bothering my Lord Zhongyuan to go, so it's not flattering him."

"If we don't talk about it, no one will know that Ah Li is the co-owner, Your Majesty, just agree!"

"What's up with Ah Li!" The banquet executive asked him.

"Let's forget it!" Mo Lan was in a hurry, but he spoke lightly and calmly.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat." The servant came to report.

"Let's eat first!" Zhiyan got up and went back to the house.

Mo Lan followed unhappily, muttering in a low voice: See if I get Ah Li away.

In the afternoon, Mu Yan was ordered to come to Mingyue Tower to warn Mo Lan to go back to the house to pack his bags, but Mo Lan refused to come out of the room, so Mu Yan had to sit in the pavilion and wait for Murong Li to play chess.

"It was the king who proposed to let Mo Lan go to Liuli."

"I don't know what he's thinking."

They played chess silently, without speaking for a long time.

"It is estimated that Zhiming is coming back. You sent a few teams to the fortresses in Moying Pass to secretly respond to him. Recently, he has been restless. He always feels that something unexpected will happen to him on his way back to the court." He frowned. Looking at Mu Yan, his pale and thin face was unexpectedly handsome.

"Yes, the minister will make arrangements, will the king go with Mo Lan?"

Murongli did not reply to his words for a long time, but still silently dropped the chess pieces.

"The king has no way out." Mu Yan dropped a son.

"That's it!" Murong Li put the son in his hand into the trap set by Mu Yan.

"Mu Yan, let's go!" Mo Lan came over and called him angrily.

"I'm leaving." Mu Yan got up and walked out of the gazebo.

In the early morning of the next day, the chariots and horses were ready, and everything was ready, but Mo Lan could not be found in the County Marquis Mansion.

"Go to Mingyue Tower to have a look." General Lu also knew that Marquis Mo Jun often lived there for a while.

"A Li" Mo Lan ran in: "A Li, change this clothes quickly." Mo Lan handed him a stack of robes, and before Murong Li could react, he reached out to help him take off his clothes.

"What are you doing!" Murong Li grabbed the skirt of his shirt tightly.

"The car will come here to pick us up later, Ah Li is about to change his clothes." Mo Lan still clung to his clothes.

"I'll come by myself, you go out first."

"Hurry up!" Mo Lan said while backing out.

Murongli walked out the door, dressed in entourage clothes, slim and fair, Mo Lan stared blankly without blinking.

"What's wrong?" Murong Li opened his arms and looked at himself.

"No, no." Mo Lan recalled the scene when she first met Murongli, and she was so amazed at that time.

"You are making trouble."

"What am I afraid of? Ah Li is the biggest person in the world. If I get punished, Ah Li will protect me."

"Marquis Mo Jun, the carriage is already at the door." The servant came in and looked at Murongli in a daze.

"What are you looking at, be careful I'll dig out your eyeballs." Mo Lan pulled Murong Li out.

"Wait a minute." Murong Li went back to the room and picked up his Xiao.

Mo Lan saw General Lu coming from the back of the convoy, hurriedly pushed Murongli into the car, got in too, stretched out his head and said to the boy outside: "Keep your mouth shut."

General Lu came over on horseback: "Marquis Mo Jun can get in the car."

"It's already in the car." The boy replied.

"There is General Laulu!" Mo Lan opened the curtain to meet him.

"Marquis Mo, don't forget the business when you go to another country. Go early and return early."

"Understood, General Lu, don't worry!" Mo Lan put down the curtain.

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moyingguan

Zhiming's boat sailed into the port, and they saw another boat sailing out of the river mouth. He disembarked, and a train of well-trained soldiers stood all the way.

"The king is finally back. We look forward to the king's return every day, lest we be wronged in other countries."

"With us, how can the king be wronged." Zhuo Yan returned to the commander.

"I saw a boat coming out of the river just now." Zhuo Fan asked.

"It's Marquis Mo and the prime minister's son who are envoys to the Liuli Kingdom."

"Brother Wang is really good at making arrangements." Mo Lan didn't know much about it and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, not to mention that during the three years he was away, those problems have all changed.

Zhi Ming was surrounded by crowds all the way to Moyingguan's mansion.

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Liuli

After traveling through mountains and rivers, I finally arrived at the Liuli Palace. When I went to the palace with Mo Lan the next day, I was told that Zhiming had returned to Zhongyuan four days ago.

Before he came, he was ready to face each other calmly, and he was going to tell Zhi Ming that he would not let go in this life, that he would not let the years go on like this, that he never wanted to taste the taste of being alone again, which required a lot of effort. courage.

But at this time, in this strange land, fear and desolation occupied his heart, and he was afraid that he would disappear and never be found again.

He had no intention of admiring the picturesque country and customs, and spent most of his time staying with Mo Lan in the posthouse. He didn't even want to go to the succession ceremony, but Mo Lan kept dragging him.

When Zidui stood on the stage and said some words, Murongli stood in the audience and thought to himself: So at the peak moment of your life, those people who are insignificant to you are the only ones he has left to watch the show now. Mood.

He couldn't help thinking of the scene when he stood on the stage when he returned to the country. Now that he thought about it, no matter how vast the territory and how many people there were, it would be better to have a few relatives and friends by his side.

What made him come to where he is today, but if he had to choose again, he would still choose this path. This is his destiny and cannot be changed.

If he had to say what he gained from coming to Liuli Country this time, it would be that he saw the sword that he no longer attached to.

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moyingguan

Rested overnight at Mo Ying Pass, and drove away early in the morning, only a few people were left to guard Mo Ying Pass, and nearly two hundred elites rode back and forth to protect the carriage in the middle.

After walking for a whole morning, there were spacious and clean woods everywhere, so a group of people got off their horses and rested for a while. After sitting down, they suddenly felt that the surroundings were strangely quiet. A green leaf was falling in front of Zhiming. The man in black grabbed his sword and leaped up. The shadow of the sword was blurred for a moment, and the scene was chaotic. Only the sound of swords colliding could be heard.

There were as many black-clothed men as there were, and these people were comparable to the elite royal family. After a while, many black-clothed men lay down on the ground. The last wounded man wanted to escape, but Zhuo Yan flew out with a sword. After piercing the man's back, everyone ran over, only to see black blood dripping from the man's mouth.

"Did you take poison! Dead man." Zhuo Yan squatted down and searched his body, and found a token: "This is my right."

"I never imagined that there would be someone in Tianquan wanting my king's life, who is so poor in skill and yet come to be a dead soldier." Zhi Ming kicked him.

"Your Majesty, your face is scratched." Xiao Pang looked at him with distressed expression.

Zhi Ming touched his cheek with his hand, there was blood on his finger, he turned around and asked Zhuo Yan: "Is it annoying?"

"It's not deep, it will heal in a few days, and there will be no scars."

"Your Majesty, take a rest here first, and I will go to the front to check."

Zhuo Fan took a few people on horseback and left, and returned after a while: "Your Majesty, there are hidden piles on both sides of the comprehensive pass. It is estimated that there are only a hundred people. I don't know if there is any delay."

Zhi Ming looked at the blood on his finger: "Let's go back to Moying Pass first!"

After they all left, a person in the pool of blood opened his eyes: "Father, my son has waited three years to avenge you." The person closed his eyes, and the token of Mo Yingguan slipped from the bloody hand.

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Mo Lan was watching the servants pack up their things, they were all treasures he found here, and they were leaving for the country tomorrow morning.

"Ah Li is always depressed these days, but he is tired!" Mo Lan dared not joke with him these days.

"It's just that I'm not used to it in other countries, it's better for heaven." Murongli got up and left the room.

"It's getting dark, where is Ah Li going?"

"Walk around and be back in a while."

"Okay! Ah Li, be careful."

Murongli stopped by a remote garden lake, and another figure also stood up.

"What's the matter?" Zidui asked bluntly.

"Congratulations to King Liuli first."

"Thanks"

"If King Zhiming returns to Tianquan safely, the promise he made to King Liuli back then will still count."

"You didn't just talk about that, did you?"

"In addition, I want to ask for something from the Liuli King. Can the Liuli King give me your saber as a gift?"

"If the king doesn't!"

"In the past few years, I have given King Liuli a lot of benefits in the name of ceramics business. You and I know the reason. If King Zhiming really leaves, King Liuli will cut off this wealth-making way in the future. Dao, but I believe that the Liuli King has grown up in the past few years, and the support of my Tianquan is also dispensable."

"It's good to understand. I don't like others to control me. If I want to continue to maintain this kind of interest relationship, I will not refuse. If I want to blackmail me, then this will be the last meeting." Zi Dui said and walked away.

"Wait a minute." Murong Li stopped him: "I will present a song for Liuli King."

Zidui stopped and stood with his back to him.

Murongli let out a small sound, and Zidui was startled when he heard the melodious sound, he turned around and was about to speak when he felt something weird about his body, and then his skin was in unbearable pain like ten thousand ants gnawing on it .

Murongli put Xiao down and walked to his side: "King Liuli, can you give me the sword?"

"What did you do to this king?" Zidui rolled up his sleeves and looked at his hands.

"This Gu was planted in the king's epidermis three years ago. If King Zhiming is safe, the king will be fine. It's just that I saw King Liuli's sword a few days ago and liked it very much. I had no choice but to move this Gu insect."

"shameless."

"I don't know how the Liuli King obtained this sword, and how much the Liuli King knows about it. This is a spiritual sword that recognizes its owner, but it has never recognized you as the master. It is no different from an ordinary weapon. The Liuli King holds it in his hand. Apart from being more beautiful, there is no other benefit, there are many beautiful swords in the Liuli Palace, why not give this one as a gift!"

"Looking for death." Zidui rushed over with his sword drawn.

Murongli stood there calmly, the Xiaosheng sounded again, and the sword fell to the ground when he was one foot away from him.

I saw Zidui knelt in front of him on one knee with his sword scabbard, his hands touching his chest in excruciating pain.

"As long as I blow it down, the Gu worms will invade the king's internal organs, and there will be no way to recover at that time. If I don't blow it, it will eat it until it eats up the king's internal organs. The king can't go forward any more. One step away, this sword is originally my Nakagaki's property, I just want to return it."

Zidui dropped the scabbard and stood up: "The antidote."

"As long as I don't brag about it, it will be like a fake and won't have any effect. I guarantee that I will never meet King Liuli."

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moyingguan

"Commander, I intercepted a letter a few days ago, and I forgot it when I put it in the room when I was changing clothes. I just remembered it when I saw it today." The guard handed over a scroll.

Zhi Ming stepped out, "It's He Chuanshu."

"It's just a letter from home! I've occasionally received a few letters here these years, and they're all about being safe and not saying simple words." As he opened the note, his face immediately changed.

"Your Majesty has arrived at Moying Pass, and will go to Tianquan tomorrow." The commander stood up and someone asked, "Where did you intercept this?"

"Shooted while hunting in the woods."

"Your Majesty, the note I intercepted before was this note, and it was also this kind of paper. I didn't pay attention to it at the time. I just thought it was the ordinary people in Moyingguan who passed on family letters. Now it seems that we have hidden stakes here, and we have been paying attention to the king. movement."

"It's so far away from the palace, so it's still under the control of others." Zhi Ming poured a cup of tea and sipped lightly.

Zhuo Yan Zhuofan entered the hall and sat down on one side: "We guessed right, there are ambushes at the three gates, less than a hundred people, more like my private soldiers of the right of heaven."

"It's not too much, not too little, and the skill is still poor. What is this for?" Zhuo Fan poured tea and drank it.

"Your Majesty, the envoy from Liuli Kingdom has returned." A guard came in to report.

"Go to the reception! We'll be gone first!" Zhi Ming winked at the commander, got up and walked to the backyard, and Zhuo Yan Zhuofan also walked in.

Mo Lan strode into the hall, sat down in a comfortable posture, and looked at the servants beside him: "Pour some tea, I'm dying of thirst, and I'm finally back, it's better for our country."

"What are the arrangements for the Marquis?" the commander asked.

"Does the young master need to rest?" Mo Lan looked at the prime minister's son.

"Follow the county!" He looked at Murongli who was standing behind Mo Lan.

"Let's go back after lunch!" Murong Li said quietly.

"Okay, I'm hungry for dinner first."

"This way please Marquis Mo." The commander led them to the banquet hall.

……

"Your Majesty, the envoy has returned to Heaven, and the pass is unimpeded."

"This hidden pile was set up for this king, Zhuo Yan, have you seen my face?"

"All right!"

"Are there any marks left?"

Zhuo Yan looked at him carefully, shook his head and said: "No."

"Let's start, let's not take the off road, but take a detour through the mountains and forests. I want to see who wants to kill this king." Zhi Ming clenched his fists and strode out of the hall with a flick of his sleeves.

☆、Chapter 27

"Your Majesty asked the minister to bring some bamboo slips over to see what is needed." Mu Yan rolled the bamboo onto the bookshelf.

"I don't know what to say on these kings."

"Let's say you went out to play, and the minister didn't care!"

"Are our people still in Moyingguan?" Murongli sat at the table, staring secretly at the golden cup in his hand.

"It's still there. Our people are ambushing at the pass that must be passed through the customs. Your Majesty can rest assured." Mu Yan helped him organize the bamboo slips on the shelf.

"That's good! I don't know where Zhiming is." Waiting for a person who doesn't know where he is and when he will come back is the most tormenting.

"As long as King Zhiming returns from Moying Pass, there will be news from there."

"Have you heard from Qing Yu?"

"Perhaps it's inconvenient. I haven't sent a letter recently, but it's really disturbing to be found out. I'll wait for my servant to pass a letter to him." Mu Yan put away the scattered bamboo slips on the case table. Put it on the shelf.

"Have all the wooden houses over there been built?"

"It's all been built. Your majesty can go there anytime." Mu Yan went back to the table and sat down, pouring wine for Murongli.

"Then let our soldiers go back to Yaoguang tomorrow! You don't need to come back and return to your life! After three years of being out, you have suffered with me. In another country, why should you be at home? No matter how good this heavenly power is, it can't compare with my hometown of Yaoguang .”

"Yes, the minister will go to arrange. Has the king eaten yet? I'd better drink less wine."

"How do your Majesty and other ministers treat you?" He was only Mu Yan in Tianquan, and he was afraid that he would be oppressed and wronged by the ministers along with him without saying a word.

"It's all very good, Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it."

"In this world, self-preservation is the most important thing, and don't always look after me." Murong Li picked up his cup and drank it down.

"Stop drinking the king's wine, rest early, and the minister will go back first!"

Hearing a slight noise from the window, he saw a black shadow standing behind the window.

"Who, come out." Murong Li saw him sneaking around, as if he was listening to their conversation just now, so he was sure that he was not from his house, he grabbed the swallow stick on the table and shot it out instantly...

Zhi Ming was immersed in his heartbroken world, he was in a trance for a moment, and saw the familiar Yu Xiao on his shoulder.

When Mu Yan ran out, he saw Yu Xiao lying on the ground covered in blood, and the whole Yan Zhi sword was covered in blood, it seemed that the injury was not serious.

Mu Yan turned around and handed Yu Xiao over to Murongli, who was driven out behind him. At this moment, the blood on Yan Zhi and Yu Xiao suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been stained with blood, Xiao's body was still white and smooth, and Yan Zhi was shining cold light.

Murongli and Mu Yan looked at each other, they both froze in place.

Murongli caressed the scratches on the window frame, and murmured in a low voice: "It's Zhiming who is here, he's actually in the sky, I hurt him."

"Your Majesty, I'm going to take a look." Mu Yan looked at the blood on the ground.

"Come back, no need to go, you go back first!"

"Yes."

Zhiming stumbled all the way back to the Taifu's mansion in a daze, staggered and fell to the door, the gatekeeper ran out to help him up, and helped him into the courtyard, Xiaopang ran over and saw that he was covered in blood , panicked.

"Chuan Yicheng, quickly call Yicheng..." He trotted all the way while calling.

He went there with hope in his heart, and then he was riddled with holes by Murongli's words, his blood was instantly frozen, and his body and mind became cold.

He almost forgot, Ah Li is now the co-lord of the world, so how could he be willing to stay in his small right of heaven, Ah Li's heart has not changed, what he wants has always been this world, and will not change because of him What, now he is back to threaten his co-owner, he wants to get rid of him, he wants his life...

He also vaguely felt it when he was in Moyingguan, but he didn't want to admit this naked cruel humanity!Until I heard those words come out of Murongli's mouth with my own ears.

Looking back on the past, love and hate are like clouds, love can breed hatred, he hates Mu Rongli, he hates himself for bearing without dignity.

He admits how he ruined his sincerity, but even his brother Wang and the entire power of heaven are in the hands of Murongli.

This is his heavenly right, and he can cover the sky with one hand.

"Little Fatty, send an unfamiliar servant to Brother Wang's place, saying that General Lu has something to ask."

"Stop talking, Your Majesty, bandage the wound first." Xiaopang supported him.

"Go quickly." He gritted his teeth and stared at Xiaopang, which made Xiaopang creepy.

"Your Majesty's injury is serious, the doctor is here, hurry up..." Xiaopang had a pained expression on his face, as if he was the one who was injured.

"Didn't you hear what I said, tell you to go quickly..." Zhi Ming roared, blood poured out from the wound, frightening the people present, Xiaopang didn't dare to neglect and quickly retreated.

Zhuo Yan Zhuo Fan also came into the room: "What's wrong, Your Majesty."

"I was hit by a sword and hurt my shoulder. Fortunately, the sword body is not wide. If it goes any lower, it will hurt the main artery of the heart."

"Why are you talking so much..." Zhi Ming lay down on the table in unbearable pain.

"Your Majesty, please move to the bed! Lie down and apply the medicine." Zhi Ming lay down, and the Yicheng couldn't do anything, only cleaned the surrounding wounds.

"Zhuo Yan, Zhuo Fan."

"exist"

"Go get the Tiger Talisman from the dark pavilion in my bedroom, then go to the royal school to call in five hundred elites, take the fire bow and go to Xiangxu Terrace, immediately..." Zhi Ming clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, he wanted to let Xiangxu Taiwan's right to heaven completely disappeared under him.

"Yes" Zhuo Yan Zhuofan was also frightened by his expression.

"Your Majesty" the imperial physician carefully tried to help him up.

"Get out." Zhi Ming roared and pushed him away, the imperial doctor fell to the ground, got up and backed out with the medical box.

"If I kill you, just wave my hand, haha..." Zhi Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, with a mournful expression and tears running down his face.

How could the injury on the shoulder be compared with the various colic pains in Yifen's heart.

Five hundred elite soldiers jumped through the lanes and surrounded the Mingyue Tower in less than a stick of incense. The speed was so fast that he didn't give himself any room to soften his heart.

Zhi Ming pushed aside the crowd and stood in front of him, with hatred in his eyes, he waved his hand: "Let go"

In an instant, flames burst out and shot at Mingyue Tower in unison.

Hundreds of arrows soaked in lamp oil quickly burned the veiled tables and chairs in the building.

Here, Mu Yan returned to the banquet, and the servant said that the banquet had gone to General Lu. He sat down and waited while looking at the bamboo slips. A large group of soldiers rushed to Mingyue Tower.

Mu Yan came in through the hidden door at the back, picked up the scrolls in the study, picked up the Yu Xiao on the table, and ran downstairs. He could already smell the strong smell of oil, and knew that this fire was inevitable. It was all Murongli's sustenance in the past few years. When he came back from the third trip, Murongli was still sitting quietly by the case.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Yan called eagerly, but he was still indifferent.

"What are you doing with those, stop busy..."

As soon as Murongli finished speaking, the room was full of flames. Mu Yan pulled Murong to go out through the secret door. He never thought that Murongli would shake off his hand and walk to the front of the balcony. bright.

"I have thought about many scenes of meeting, but I never thought it would be like this. He still hasn't changed at all, he still looks the same as before, and he still likes to wear black robes."

"Your Majesty..." Mu Yan was standing not far behind him, and it was not easy to show his face at this moment.

"Originally, this chasm was already too deep to be crossed, but now that it's added, I'm afraid that even the yin and yang barriers can't be resolved!"

"I'm just the thorn stuck in Zhiming's throat. I can't swallow it and can't pull it out. Life is still so long. I don't want to see him tortured like this. Let me help him pull it out!"

"Your Majesty, this building is about to collapse! Your Majesty..." Mu Yan frowned deeply, and kept admonishing him.

"I've been waiting for three years, and I can only look at him from a distance. I really don't want to. Why are there so many uncertainties between us? If I hurt him, I will be happy for his revenge. Seeing him safe and sound is enough."

Murong Li picked up Xiao and lightly touched his lips, the familiar Xiao sound came melodiously, it was different from the past, mixed with sadness and nostalgia, blended with the leaping sparks, surrounded the entire Mingyue Tower, and floated over the Tianquan King City.

Zhi Ming looked at Murongli who appeared on the balcony by the light of the fire, he was still so quiet, but lost a lot of weight, the hair around his face and forehead drifted away with the heat, his red clothes merged with the flames...then he Seeing the plaque engraved with "Mingyue Tower", it was Murongli's handwriting, and an unknown emotion deeply hurt his heart...

The banquet executive was walking along the palace road in a carriage, and the driver of the carriage suddenly tightened the reins.

"What happened?" Zhi Yan frowned and stretched out his head to ask.

"Your Majesty, the Mingyue Tower seems to be on fire."

Looking back at the banquet, the flames had dyed the entire night sky red, he jumped out of the car, ran towards the Mingyue Tower, and disappeared into the long and narrow palace road in an instant, fortunately he only walked out of a few palace roads.

Xiao Sheng suddenly disconnected, the sound stopped...

Zhiming was already in grief, when he suddenly heard the sound cut off, blood surged up in his chest, and he spit out with a 'poof', raising a cloud of blood mist!It was as if the soul was suddenly withdrawn from the body and fell straight down.

Zhuo Yan picked up Zhi Ming and ran out of Mingyue Tower, bumping into Zhi Yan who ran in at the door.

Zhi Yan looked at Zhi Ming in Zhuo Yan's arms, and everything became clear.

"Your Majesty, don't go in." Zhuo Yan hugged Zhi Ming and couldn't stop him.

"Call Yi Cheng quickly." Zhi Yan dropped his words and rushed in regardless of Zhi Ming who was covered in blood.

A few guards grabbed Zhi Yan who was rushing into the sea of ​​flames, but he couldn't hold back, his strength was like a trapped beast crashing into the sea of ​​flames.

Mu Yan jumped in from the door, facing Zhi Yan with fists and kicks, every time he grabbed and was thrown away by him, at this time Mo Lan also came in from the door and rushed straight in.

"Look at the magistrate." Mu Yan looked at Mo Lan while dragging the banquet, and the guards on one side couldn't stop Mo Lan. I don't know where he got the strength, and he broke away and ran into the water pavilion...

Mu Yan didn't have time to think about it, so he stretched out his hand and hit Xie Yan on the back of the neck, hugged the fallen Xie Yan and handed it to the guards beside him: "Send the king back to the bedroom, and send the doctor to come quickly."

Fortunately, Mo Lan picked up the flower pot in the pavilion and came out. He sat on the ground slumped holding the flower pot, tears streaming down his face in a daze.

Mu Yan stood in the front, and the firelight behind him illuminated his white clothes, which looked like a king. He raised his voice, and issued an order to everyone: "Everyone listen to me, what happened tonight must not be spread outside the word. Those who chew their tongues and whisper their ears will be killed without mercy..."

Mu Yan carried Mo Lan back to the County Marquis Mansion!

This fire cannot be extinguished, and one can only let it burn, and the flying sparks fall on every corner of Tianquan Palace.

General Lu, who came later, led the imperial guards to patrol all night, lest the falling sparks would damage other buildings.

Tonight's Tianquan Palace is a sleepless night

☆、Chapter 28

When Shuguang came to Tianquan King City in person, the palace was silent, and the location of Mingyue Tower was so empty that one could see through it at a glance, only a few sticks of charcoal and piles of ashes lying on the ground.

As the wind passed, the ashes were blown up and scattered all over the sky, revealing the remains of the black wooden pile.

Standing on the balcony, Zhi Yan looked at the ruins in front of him, feeling extremely desolate, from now on he would never see the garden full of Yuqiong flowers again.

Now that Zhiming is back, he has no intention of sitting in this position.

"Come here, send an order to prohibit anyone from stepping into the Mingyue Tower until the king returns here to make a decision."

"Your Majesty?" The servant, who had never seen the two of them together before, looked at him in confusion.

"Did you hear clearly?" His tone was a little tougher.

"Yes"

It's not yet time to go to court, and the ministers have already gathered in the court hall, waiting anxiously for the banquet to be hosted, but unexpectedly, there is only a verbal order prohibiting stepping into the Mingyue Tower.

Mu Yan didn't come either, and the old officials were so anxious that they didn't know what to do, but this matter couldn't be delayed.

Seeing the ministers whispering to each other, General Lu could only stand up and speak.

"Everyone be quiet. Your Majesty was seriously injured yesterday. Before your Majesty recovers, all government affairs will be decided after consultation with the Prime Minister. I also have to go back and strengthen my precautions. During this period of time, the whole city is on guard. How long will this matter last?" As long as it drags on, this matter must stop at the court, don't take it back to the mansion and spread it by word of mouth."

After whispering for a while, everyone also withdrew from the court.

When the prime minister arrived at the palace, he was told that the banquet had entered the ancestral hall. When the prime minister rushed to the ancestral hall again, the gate of the ancestral hall was locked tightly. , his face was frighteningly pale, but fortunately there was no danger of his life.

Zhi Yan stood at the side of the study, looking at his portrait on the wall, this was the only time Murong Li copied him instead of Zhi Ming, he often wondered what Murong Li was thinking when he painted this picture.

From the day he stepped out of the ancestral hall, his fate has been doomed, whether he will work hard or be lonely all his life, and he will never be nothing but a prosperous life.

The wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon go with the wind, heaven and earth.

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During the two days when Zhiming was in a coma, he still ate food habitually, but after he regained consciousness, he refused to swallow food or tea, and Ren Xiaopang scratched the skin of his mouth, and he was dumbfounded.

On this day, Xiaopang came over with a meal and saw that the bed was empty, so he dispatched everyone in the palace to search everywhere.

"Prime Minister, I found it!" A servant came jogging over.

"Where is it, lead the way quickly." The prime minister has strode forward.

"In the waterside courtyard." The servant ran after him.

The prime minister stepped into the waterside courtyard, the room was filled with the smell of alcohol, making people intoxicated, Zhi Ming slumped on the ground with the wine jar in his arms.

"Your Majesty's injury is still not healed, how can you drink like this." The prime minister stepped forward and snatched the wine jar from his hand.

"Bring it." He reached out to grab the wine jar, leaned forward and fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty." Xiaopang hurried over and helped him to sit on the chair.

"Everyone get out, get out."

"Your Majesty, let's go back to the dormitory!" The prime minister paused for a moment and coaxed him again: "How about we go back to the Taifu's mansion!" As long as we go back to the dormitory, we will see a messy Mingyue Tower.

"Get out." Zhi Ming grabbed the sword on the table, drew it out and put it on his neck: "Go out."

Seeing his grief-stricken look, it seemed that he could do such a stupid thing, so the prime minister had no choice but to retreat first.

With one palm stroking his face, he opened his eyes and saw Murong Li smiling at him.

"A Li!" He opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

"A Li!" Zhi Ming stretched out his hand to brush Mu Rongli's face, really warming it.

"Ah Li, don't leave me!" He shed tears and looked at him beggingly.

"I've been here all the time." Murong Li brushed the hair off his face with his hands.

"A Li" Zhi Ming hugged him tightly with both hands, and lay down on his warm chest.

Zhiming opened his eyes, the cold wind blowing in from the window, it was still a cold night!The veil is fluttering, as if it has been a lifetime.

He got up and sat down before the case table, and poured himself a drink.

"Your Majesty, stop drinking." Murong Li snatched the glass from his hand.

"Ah Li! Did you come to accompany me! Our seven-day agreement hasn't come yet." He grabbed Murongli's hand.

"Didn't I come here? Your Majesty, heal your injury first. How do you cook and chop firewood like this!"

"Then Ah Li is not allowed to leave me in the future."

"it is good,