Transcript of Yu Linling

"Catch him quickly, don't let him run away!" A group of men in black held long swords and chased after a man.

"Is this group of people over?" The one who was running away was the current prime minister, Lan Ling, who was hunted down because he offended the queen.

It's a pity that God is not beautiful, he just ran to Qianzhang Cliff.

Seeing the turbulent river below and the man in black chasing after him, Lan Ling decided to take a gamble.

He closed his eyes, jumped and fell into the river.

"Report! Someone fell into the river!" "If you fall from here, you will definitely die. Let's go!"

……

The moment he fell into the river, he lost consciousness...

"Hey, hello...can you hear me?"

Lan Ling's eyes gradually became clear. What he saw was a young man with big eyes, who seemed to be only fifteen years old, and... seemed to be very short.

"Who am I?" He seemed to have lost his memory.

"That's right, you fell off the Qianzhang Cliff, you either died or lost your memory." He kept busy beside him, "Listen well, my name is Zijin, and I'm an ordinary farmer here."

"Seeing how young you are, why don't you go to school?"

"As you can see, my family is very poor." Zijin shrugged, "My parents passed away very early, and I am the only one left."

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Lan Ling looked at the place carefully, and the environment was indeed not optimistic.

"I'm used to it. Having said that," he took out a large sheet of white paper with densely written words on it, "I wasted a lot of time and energy going to the mountains to find some treatment for you in order to save you." Herbs. This is a debt you owe me, and you must pay me back when you recover your memory."

"That's natural. Thank you..." "You don't need to thank me, I just want to be in debt and not thank you."

"Okay, I'm going to go to the mountain to cut firewood. Just help me look after the house." Zijin picked up the basket and left the farmhouse.

Lan Ling couldn't get out of bed because of his injury, so he could only look around.He now feels a blank in his mind, as if the most important piece of memory is missing, but it cannot be repaired.

"But..." He felt a group of black crows flying over his head, "Is he just leaving my patient here..."

Lanling lived here for a while, and because he was recuperating from his injuries, Zijin was embarrassed to let him do farm work, but he was quite leisurely.

Sometimes, Lan Ling would suddenly have an idea: If he could stay here forever...it would be nice?

"By the way, what can you remember recently?"

"Hey...I have a headache right now, and I can't remember anything QAQ."

"Stop pretending, how many times have you used this excuse?!" No matter how many years older the uncle in front of him was, Zijin grabbed his collar, "Let me tell you, in this debt payment Before me, I will always be chasing after you, and my ghost will not linger!"

"Then live like this for the rest of your life, isn't it good?"

"Why, why do I want to be with someone like you!—" His face turned red in an instant.

"Search quickly! We must find Lanling's body, or we won't be able to go back!" Suddenly, a group of people broke into the village, breaking the original tranquility.

"Lanling...?" He was stunned, as if he was familiar with the name.

"What, is it someone you know?"

"...I don't know, but it seems familiar..."

"This is the only room missing, search quickly!" A group of people kicked open the door and broke into their farmhouse.

"Who?!" Lan Ling couldn't help but feel amused, the mere little hairy boy wanted to stand in front of him.

"I didn't expect our prime minister to be reduced to such a place." The leading man sneered, making people shudder.

"You, what are you talking about..." Lan Ling kept searching for the memory of this man in his mind.

"Don't remember? Just right. Someone, take him away!" With a wave of his hand, Lan Ling was instantly tied up with a rope.

"Let go, let me go!" He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

When he turned his head to look at Zijin, he found a ferocious smile across that once ignorant and innocent face.

"Lanling, you are still entangled by love after all." After the group of people left, Zijin laughed loudly, "I want to let you taste the taste of despair!"

Memories begin——

Both Zijin and Ziyu are the personal bodyguards of Prime Minister Lanling. They are also twin brothers. Although they look very similar, their personalities are completely opposite.

Elder brother Zijin is lively by nature, good at swordsmanship, longing for the outside world, and always clamoring to travel around the world when he grows up; while younger brother Ziyu is naturally quiet, read a lot of books, and likes to make friends with literati, so the two brothers often quarrel Can't be handed over.If Lan Ling hadn't held them back, maybe the Lan Mansion would have been overthrown.

However, with the passing of time, Ziyu's eyes on Lanling became more and more ambiguous, which seemed to have surpassed the relationship between master and servant.

As an older brother, Zijin is the person who knows Ziyu best, so he knew it right away.

"Damn it, why is it him..."

But in order not to damage the current relationship between the two brothers and Lanling, Zijin just kept silent.

But soon, the balanced relationship between them was broken by Lan Ling himself.

"You are adults now, and I should find you a good girl who is right for you." Lan Ling said suddenly when she was out hunting.

"Hey... I don't want it, my wife will only increase my burden." Zijin looked disgusted, secretly squinting at Ziyu's reaction.

"I, I already have someone I like..." The more Zi Yu said, the more confident he became, he lowered his head and took a sneak look at Lan Ling, not wanting him to see his blushing.

"Oh? Tell me, let me make the decision for you."

"I..." He hesitated to speak, not knowing how to speak.

"Why don't you say it?" "I'm afraid..."

"Lord Lan, don't make things difficult for my younger brother," Zijin quickly smoothed things over, "If he really likes it, he will deliver it to his door in person soon!"

"Forget it, if you can bring it, that would be great."

"Where is Master Lan?" "Me? I'm not young anymore, there shouldn't be any girls who are willing to marry me."

This conversation ended with Lan Ling's self-mockery.

Life could go on like this, but never expected that Lan Ling's words angered the queen.

"How unreasonable is this? A mere prime minister dares to charge into this palace, and I will arrest him and bring him to this palace!"

When Lan Ling heard about it, the first thing he thought of was Zijin and Ziyu.

"Hurry up and run away at night... If you follow me again, I'm afraid you won't live long."

"Well...if it's possible," Ziyu said bravely, "I want to be with you!"

"Fool, it's dangerous here." Lan Ling's eyes flashed with reluctance, "I don't want you to accompany me to die."

"I..." Ziyu was about to say something when a group of men in black suddenly broke into him.

"Lanling, follow me obediently!" said the man in the lead.

"No!——" Ziyu stood in front of Lanling, "I don't allow you to take him away!"

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

The man drew the knife from his waist and slashed at him.

The bright red blood instantly stained Ziyu's white clothes red, and also shocked Lanling's throbbing heart.

"Ziyu!!" He shed tears for the first time for a person.

"My lord...no, don't feel sorry for me, my life...is worth it..." Ziyu laughed, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, "I hope, I hope...my lord can live well..."

"What nonsense! I can't live well..."

"You're laughing... I'm just a pawn next to the adults, don't care..."

"No! You're not..." Before Lan Ling finished speaking, his hand gradually slipped down, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Don't, don't go..." He hugged Ziyu tightly, "Why did you leave me..."

"Enough of the drama of life and death." The man pointed the tip of the knife at Lan Ling's neck, "It's your turn."

"I won't die so easily! I will promise him to live well..."

After Lan Ling finished speaking, he dodged the man's knife and ran outside.

"Lord Lan, Ziyu, I'm coming—" Zijin happened to go to the market to buy something, and when he opened the door, he saw Ziyu's body.

"Hey, Ziyu!" He shook Ziyu desperately, but it didn't help.

"Who on earth hurt you like this!" Zijin knelt down helplessly, "By the way, it must be Lanling! He was the only one in this room just now!"

There was vengeful resentment in his eyes: "You wait, I will never let you die in vain!"

——The memory is over.

"What, Lanling? Do you remember, you killed Ziyu yourself!"

"I..." Lan Ling sat on the chair, his hands were tied behind his back with a rope, he lowered his head and couldn't find any words to explain.

"Now, hurry up and die!"

Zijin took out his bow and arrow, ready to shoot at him.

However, Lan Ling noticed that his hands were shaking.

"Pfft," he laughed, "don't you too, Zijin?"

"Stop talking! I—" In an instant, he was stabbed by the man behind him.

"It turns out...you were in collusion..." He fell down.

"If you want to blame, blame you two brothers, both of you are trapped by love." Lan Ling waved his hand and asked them to bury Zijin's body.

"Such a person is not worth staying by my side."

If life is only as it was first seen, why is the autumn wind sadly painting a fan?Waiting for leisure to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is easy to change.

The Lishan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will never complain.How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will wish for that day.