Travel thousands of miles in my life

It had been a while since the envoy had left, but the hall was still surrounded by silence.

"Jiuxian," the man leaned against the soft satin cushion, called out with a sleepy expression, and then asked, "What do you think?"

"Master, Liu Li's words should be credible." The man who had been silent behind him took a step forward, stretched out his hands to hold his shoulders, his eyes were gentle, and his face said indifferently: "If it's just like this, it belongs to I wish to relieve His Highness' worries."

"Oh?" The man had nothing to do, stretched out his hand to grab the palm on his shoulder, and squeezed it carefully to play with. After hearing this, he didn't have much opinion: "You mean to let you monitor the prince?"

"Yes." Jiuxian looked at the big hand covering his palm, slightly lost in thought.

"Reason?" Wei Congrong was in a good mood at the moment, he had just learned a piece of news that was very beneficial to him - His Majesty the Emperor was about to pass away.

Looking back and counting, it has been 20 years, and the feelings of being a son or a minister have long been exhausted by the years of depression. Wei Congrong has had enough of this endless waiting.

"I have fought against some of the prince's personal guards before, and I am familiar with their martial arts routines." Jiuxian's expression became calmer, he looked at his pale palm, and said softly: "I have also been in contact with the prince before, if you investigate and monitor, I'm still sure."

Wei calmly pondered for a moment, "Before monitoring the prince, you have to do one more thing."

"I would like to follow your instructions." Jiuxian took out his palm, walked up to the man, knelt down respectfully, and rubbed the man's legs affectionately: "Everything is."

Wei kicked him impatiently, motioning the man to stay away from him: "I will write a letter and bring it to those people, and they will understand."

Jiu Xian raised his head, with obvious fanaticism in his eyes, "Yes."

Prince Gong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his indifferent eyes stayed in his subordinate's eyes for a moment. With the help of the dim light, he noticed the fine lines on the face of the man in front of him.Perhaps it was because of Jiu Xian's frequent frowning that the fine wrinkles between the brows and the corners of the eyes became more and more obvious.

In a blink of an eye, this person is already in his thirties.

Wei watched calmly, but didn't say anything. He had never been a character who loves to hurt his youth, and at the same time, he couldn't find words to describe his palpitations at this moment.After his subordinates left, he completely relaxed and picked up the white jade cup on the table, which was already empty.

Jiu Xian has been with him for a long time, so long that he can't remember the first time they met.Prince Gong condescendingly filled a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, with a storm brewing in his eyes.

It wasn't all that peaceful on the other side.

"Are you ready?"

"I cut it."

"It's really done."

"Close your eyes."

The tall man was chattering and gesticulating on the ruddy palm in front of his eyes. Whether he was standing horizontally or vertically, he was a little hesitant.Just about to make a move, he suddenly stopped: "You won't cry in pain, will you?"

"Is it over?" The young man sighed helplessly, grabbed the knife and cut it neatly into the palm of his hand, the blood immediately flowed out, and dripped down the fingertips into the small bowl in front of him .After filling half of the bowl, he picked up the wound medicine on the side and sprinkled a little on his palm: "It really hurts if you rub it like you do."

There was a half-grown boy standing beside them. He looked at the man, then at the young man, and suddenly found that the young man's eyes were not bright, so he asked strangely, "Brother Wen, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"There is a small problem for the time being, it's okay." The young man smiled and handed over the small bowl: "Drink this, don't feel sick, it can cure diseases."

Gu Ping looked at the dark liquid in the stone bowl, his Adam's apple rolled, and muttered, "I don't feel sick..."

It's really weird to drink human blood rashly...

"Close your eyes, like drinking medicine." The young man coaxed, "Only a little."

"Why are there so many things?" Seeing that the young man was still hesitating, Yan Wuwu rolled his eyes, stepped forward to grab the young man's chin, and forced him down, "You are not a three-year-old child, you are still so old. I want adults to coax me to take medicine!"

"Yan Wuwu!" Wen Shuqiu heard the boy's uncontrollable coughing and retching, and suddenly got a little angry: "What are you doing to feed him!"

"Didn't I want him to hurry up?" The man immediately lowered himself down and said with a smile, "Boy, you don't need to be so delicate."

"That's not what you said," Wen Shuqiu frowned, and said disapprovingly: "I took Xiao Gu's pulse just now, and found that his pulse is not very good. Compared with his peers, he is much weaker, and he can't stand your pulse." Toss."

"That's right," Yan Wuwu rubbed against him, and said while helping him pack his things, "You're right."

The voices of the two gradually faded away, and the boy's mind went blank.

He coughed for a long time before he calmed down, and the sweet smell of blood still remained in his mouth. The few drops of liquid flowed down the throat, rushed to the cold stomach, and quickly warmed the whole body.

With a bang, he heard the sound of the embankment breaking in his heart.The heart lake releases the flood, breaks through everything and flows out.The boy's heart suddenly relaxed a lot. He stared blankly at the two people who were still arguing quietly in front of him, not knowing what to say.

The young man looked at his hands in confusion, so he escaped a catastrophe and survived?He was grateful and complicated in his heart, he had already remembered what this half bowl of blood represented.

From then on, he would no longer hurt himself in the middle of the night, would no longer roll around begging for someone's mercy, and would no longer be ripped apart and bleeding.All these pains were easily ended by a few drops of blood.

This kind of thing should make people laugh out loud, but Gu Ping wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.He pushed back the tattered hem of his clothes, plopped straight at the two of them and knelt down.

Yan Wuwu, who was still talking in a low voice, suddenly stopped. When he turned around, he only saw the top of the boy's hair.

"What are you doing?" Wen Shuqiu froze for a moment, then turned his face in the direction of the boy, "Little Gu, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Ping raised his head slowly, tears gradually dripping down the pointed chin into the sand.Yan Wuwu stared at him calmly. The young man's eyes were not clear, as if he had accumulated too much unbearable pain, causing these eyes, which should have been ignorant and simple, to become vigilant early.

The death will that could be seen in the boy's dark eyes a few months ago has now turned into an iron-like determination.Looking at it, Yan Wuyi suddenly smiled, he was finally able to relax and say congratulations to Lu Chen.

Congratulations to him for finally getting what he wanted, the boy came out.As for whether he could make strides forward as Lu Chen wished, it was no longer something that Yan Wuyi could interfere with.

The young man couldn't get an answer, so he pulled Layan Wuxin's sleeve anxiously, "What's wrong with him? Talk."

"It's okay, he's just too happy." The man clasped the young man's hand behind his back, and repeated: "He's just too happy."

Let the boy's kneeling today... be the secret of the two of them who also escaped from the nightmare of the past.

Gu Pingduan kowtowed three times, stood up and stopped talking.

The young man looked at the two of them quietly, but his dull eyes had a gentle gaze like moonlight.He felt the man's warm and rough palm pull himself tightly, and felt a little amused for no reason.

"Xiao Gu, what are you going to do next?" Wen Shuqiu asked softly, "If you have nothing to do, would you like to leave with us?"

"Where are you going?" Gu Ping raised his head and asked in a daze.

His question immediately stopped the young man, Wen Shuqiu thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly: "Xiaozhou?"

"I can't go beyond the mountains." Yan Wuwu suddenly interrupted, "I can't go beyond the mountains."

Gu Ping's eyes flicked back and forth between the two, the tacit understanding between the two was unparalleled, if they couldn't see their relationship like this, then there was something wrong with the boy's eyes.He sighed in his heart, but couldn't arouse the slightest interest in envy.The two of them love each other, and what does it have to do with him.

In fact, Yan and Wen didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but even this couldn't conceal the shy expression of the young man and the tender eyes of the man who suppressed joy.

That's great, Gu Ping laughed, "I won't go with you guys, I have something else to do."

Children in their teens should be old enough to stand up for the whole family in a poor family. Gu Ping held that little round bead in his hand and thought about it.There are only two people in his small family, so there are few things to do. He has to go back and rebuild the burnt house.

Wen Shuqiu felt a little bit reluctant to part after meeting, so he took out a bank note from his small pocket: "This is for you."

The boy didn't refuse and took it directly. Although he had never seen the number on the bank note, he didn't feel that such a large sum of money was hot.Although he received it lightly, he received it close to the body very solemnly, next to the little bead.

"From now on..." Yan Wuwu hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice helplessly, "Don't do anything stupid anymore, and if you have anything to do, just go to Zhibushan, and there will be someone who will hand it over to us."

After finishing speaking, he glanced back at the young man, and then quickly mouthed: "Live well."

"I will." Gu Ping packed up his few things and walked to the official road. The end of this road is the town where he was born and raised.The boy carried a hatchet and a small package on his back, and waved vigorously at the two: "See you another day!"

The man snorted, waved his hands and said, "Go, go!"

The gentle young man beside him laughed and waved his hand: "See you sometime."

The next time we meet again, it will be another scene.

The author has something to say:

I caught a bad cold a few days ago, and everything I saw was doubled, so I took a break for a while.sorry qaq!