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The tea leaves were scattered all over the floor, with a light aroma of roasting, Zhou Lanmu lowered his head and thought, this tea was baked by Feng Lu himself, what a pity.

Feng Shuo sat on the spot looking up at him, smiled calmly and said, "Don't forget, there is another person beside you in my hands."

Zhou Lanmu glanced at Chu Shao lightly, then frowned suddenly: "Where did you take Furong?"

Feng Shuo said, "I don't know what the letter in your hand is."

Zhou Lanmu sneered: "Really, didn't you send someone to send me this letter? The tea leaves are poisonous first, and then the letter was sent to deceive me into the palace. What crime do you want to accuse me of seeking to usurp the throne?"

He continued to walk forward: "Do you think that I have done less to seek to usurp the throne?"

Feng Shuo winked at the parrot guard at the side, and that parrot guard made a strange sound, and then another parrot guard came towards them with a little girl in his hand.

Zhou Lanmu didn't even lift his eyelids: "A man is born to live in this world, to set up his heart for the world, to set up his life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past, and to bring peace to all generations. As a monarch, ask yourself, how many things have you achieved?"

Feng Shuo shouted at him loudly: "Presumptuous! I am the emperor! Is it your turn to discipline me?"

Zhou Lanmu looked at him, seemed very disappointed, he sighed, and suddenly let go of the letter in his hand: "The person who told you to release Fu Rong, I entered the palace alone today, where do you want to chat with me, Chao Ming Temple, or Dianxing Temple? Take it as you please.”

Feng Shuo finally climbed up from the ground holding the dragon chair, glanced to the side, and as soon as the parrot Wei let go, Su Furong ran towards Zhou Lanmu.

She and Nie Taiqing were originally orphans, and they have been in Lange since they were taken in by Fang He when they were young. Almost everyone in Lange regarded her as their daughter.

"My lord!" Su Furong threw herself into her arms with tears in her eyes, "Don't stay in the palace, you will be in danger."

Zhou Lanmu supported her shoulder with one hand, and said softly, "Be obedient, you leave the palace first."

Su Furong hugged his arm and refused to let go, Zhou Lanmu had no choice but to walk out while holding her, whispering: "After you go out, go to your brother first..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his right shoulder.

With his back turned to him, Chu Shao didn't know what happened, but Zhou Lanmu straightened up slowly, stretched out his hand to brush his shoulder, and a small blood-stained short knife fell on the ground.

It is a short knife that everyone in Lange has.

The girl didn't know how to use a dagger when she first met him. At that time, he hadn't found Fenglu, and he regarded her as his own sister wholeheartedly, and taught her every move and style with his own hands.

It's just that he didn't expect that this knife would be used against him one day.

He took a step back and laughed softly. Chu Shao finally saw his wound clearly, his face turned pale with fright, he ran forward without thinking about anything, and reached out to catch him who was about to collapse on the ground into his arms.

He hugged Zhou Lanmu, feeling his body shaking uncontrollably.

Zhou Lanmu didn't look at him, and didn't resist, his eyes stared blankly at the girl across from him, and a hazy watery light gradually surfaced: "Why?"

He was weak, with new wounds overlapping old ones on his right shoulder, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

Su Furong looked at him sadly, and said with red eyes, "You know that Wei Shuqing is my father, why did you send me to kill him?"

She sat on the ground with a plop as if her bones had been taken out: "You know... what I want the most in all these years is to see my biological parents once, just once! Wei Shuqing has done a lot of evil, he deserves to die, you have to kill him!" It's not good who he sends, why is it me?"

She laughed at herself: "Or did you know that he would let his guard down on me, so you sent me there on purpose?"

Zhou Lanmu shivered inaudibly, as if he was extremely cold.

Seeing that his face was pale, Chu Shao couldn't help hugging him tighter, and hurriedly tore off the cloth strips from his body to stop his bleeding. Fortunately, he usually had a lot of minor bumps, so he brought an elixir for the wound with him: "Small wounds , a small injury, it won’t hurt soon, bear with it.”

Zhou Lanmu didn't answer.

Just when Su Furong thought that Zhou Lanmu would not speak again, he suddenly spoke with a hoarse voice: "I don't know..."

Su Furong was startled, but then said: "Impossible! How could you not know...that bunch of hibiscus bells, he has been looking for them for so many years..."

Zhou Lanmu closed his eyes as if he was bored, shook his head, and buried his head in Chu Shao's arms.

Feng Shuo's voice sounded from behind Chu Shao: "Little General Chu, I know that you have been with him day and night, and your relationship has deepened, but you don't have to protect him like this—you know, I found him in his house. What is it?"

As if Chu Shao didn't hear his words, he carefully wrapped Zhou Lanmuzai's wound, and then asked, "Okay, does it hurt?"

Zhou Lanmu raised his eyes to look at him, the water in his eyes didn't overflow after all, and he focused on Shuangxue: "I'm not afraid of pain, thank you."

But Chu Shao gave a low laugh, stretched out his hand to hold him tighter, and said angrily: "Liar." He raised his head, but there was an extra glass of wine in front of him.

The pot is a white jade pot, the cup is a white jade cup, and the tray is made of gold, which is incomparably luxurious. There is a piece of snow wave note on one side. He knows Zhou Lanmu's hairpin lower script: "After the matter is completed, I will give Chu Shao poisoned wine to kill himself."

Zhou Lanmu felt that Chu Shao's hands holding him trembled.

He laughed silently, and heard Feng Shuo's voice: "The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking, I am, brother Chu, and you are the same-this man is full of lies, and he never thought of saving your life from the very beginning."

Feng Shuo put the cup of wine on the ground, stood up, and looked at the two of them from above: "He wants to kill me, he wants to kill you, he... he, sister Huang, hasn't entered the palace for so many days, it's okay if he kills you." Maybe there is also your confidant named Fang Ziyu, who has never seen anyone alive or dead, not sure where he died... He is full of evil, you can kill him for me! Just use this pot of poison prepared by him Jiu, brother Chu, if he doesn't die, you will be the one to die in the future!"

Chu Shao seemed to have never heard of it, and still looked at the person in his arms sadly with that gentle and tender tone: "Really, or is it fake?"

After a long time, Zhou Lanmu replied indifferently, with a hoarse voice: "You ask me what to do, do you believe me if I tell you?"

Chu Shao emphasized his tone: "You answer me."

Zhou Lanmu said lightly, "It's fake."

Feng Shuo jumped up first, and the pearls and jade collided into chaos: "It's a bunch of nonsense! How can he tell the truth about such things, brother Chu, don't believe him!"

Zhou Lanmu looked up at Chu Shao, he wasn't sure what the other party already knew and what he was thinking at the moment, so he reached out and poured a glass of wine, put it in front of him, and asked with a smile: "This is what you want to give Mine?"

Zhou Lanmu stared at the pitch-black wine in the white jade cup, and said, "The rest... are fake, but this glass of wine is for you, it's true."

He said in a hoarse voice, "You don't have to believe me, just as he said, bring the wine and let me die."

Chu Shao shook the wine glass in his hand, suddenly threw his hand, and poured the wine all over the floor.

"A piece of icy heart is in the jade pot... I have it."

Before Zhou Lanmu could react, he was hugged by Chu Shao. He leaned on the other person's arms in a daze, looked at him and said, "Your Majesty, I will take him away, and I will leave."

Feng Shuo jumped down from the dragon chair: "I've talked to you so much, can't you hear me?"

Chu Shao didn't look back, and walked slowly towards the outside of the hall: "He said it, it's a lie."

Feng Shuo asked urgently: "Do you believe him?"

Chu Shao said: "Naturally, there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, as long as he says it is a smooth path, I will die."

He laughed and looked down: "Okay, let's go home."

Zhou Lanmu couldn't believe what he said, his eyes turned red in a daze, and his voice was very nasal: "What if I lie to you?"

Feng Shuo roared: "General, do you dare to resist the emperor's order?"

Chu Shao turned his head and gave him a cold look, his gaze piercing: "If you resist, then resist, what can you do to me?"

Zhou Lanmu tugged at his sleeve, and finally laughed softly. He coughed twice, but said: "One must keep one's word, and I promised His Majesty to have a chat with him in Chaoming Palace or Dianxing Temple. The promise must be fulfilled. It’s just that it’s inconvenient at the moment—His Majesty forgive me for a day, and I’ll come to the appointment again tomorrow morning, how about it?”

Feng Shuo glanced at Chu Shao, as if hesitating, but Chu Shao said: "After tomorrow morning, I will hand over the Zhanlu military order and leave it to His Majesty to dispose of, but if anyone stops me today - I will wash the Jinting imperial city with blood, No one wants to leave."

Feng Shuo managed to calm down, and said with a pale face, "I will ask people to follow you, and I will definitely surround the general's mansion with water. I hope you two keep your word, otherwise... don't blame me for being cruel."

Chu Shao didn't answer, but Zhou Lanmu responded with a smile. Chu Shao carried him and walked out, but halfway through he heard Zhou Lanmu call out: "Excuse me..."

Feng Shuo touched the cold faucet in his hand, and listened to him blankly: "Did Qi Lang really not tell you anything? You are so smart, but I don't believe this kind of talk."

He lowered his head, and it took him a long while to hear the half-sentence that the other party had drifted away: "...Father has never called himself Zhen in front of you."

Su Furong knelt on the ground in a daze, her hands were still stained with fresh blood, Chu Shao passed in front of her, couldn't help it, but stopped and said coldly: "He told you, you believed it?"

Zhou Lanmu grabbed Chu Shao's skirt, did not bow his head, but said softly: "Since I have been with you day and night for so many years, I naturally sent someone to look for your parents. Where did the string of hibiscus bells come from? Why don't you ask?" ask me?"

Su Furong looked up at him, tremblingly said: "Where did it come from?"

"It was given to you by the third son who picked you up." Zhou Lanmu still didn't look at her, and said with a faint smile, "I didn't know what the bunch of hibiscus bells were used for. He mentioned it to me before he died, and didn't say anything. Quan, today I understand why Mr. Gan insists that I send you to be an undercover agent."

He tilted his head and signaled Chu Shao to continue walking: "...Unfortunately, even Mr. Gan didn't expect that you could really attack me with just a few words from others."

Su Furong knelt on the ground, her eyes widened, and behind the two of them she cried and shouted: "My lord!"

Zhou Lanmu refused to look back.

After receiving Feng Shuo's order, naturally no one in Jinting Imperial City dared to stop the two of them. Chu Shao carried Zhou Lanmu and walked through the long red wall, and suddenly heard him say: "When I was young, a child grabbed Zhou Lanmu and hugged him. My arm, I'm happy, I want to protect him for the rest of my life..."

Chu Shao didn't speak.

Zhou Lanmu then continued on his own: "But my memory is so bad that I forgot. I left him to suffer for many years, and then he came back to look for me..."

He was confused, and suddenly changed the subject. The red turquoise bracelet was gorgeous and eye-catching in Chu Shao's hand: "I don't like to laugh, I don't like intrigue, I don't want to be hypocritical, I have no weakness, and I don't cry for others. I have never done anything that is ashamed of myself and the world. My father taught me...the body is to cultivate the heart, and the use is to cultivate the people. I have memorized it for many years, and I have done every word. You say, What did I do wrong?"

He felt something cold dripping on his cheeks, but it didn't belong to him. The thing slid down his neck wetly, leaving a trail of water.

He thought for a long time before realizing that these were the other party's tears.

Just like when he was young, when Chu Shao got into trouble and was wronged, he pursed his lips indifferently, and after coaxing him for a long time, he shrunk his mouth, threw himself into his arms and cried with snot and tears, he would always help each other Wipe your tears and laugh at the crybaby again.

His vision was a little blurry, and he didn't know if it was due to the attack of Gu poison. Zhou Lanmu raised his hand with difficulty, and the red turquoise bracelet rolled down his slender wrist.

When he started, he didn't know if he touched Chu Shao's face, a tear fell on his finger, he felt it, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Crybaby."

The author has something to say: Note:

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Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth, set the destiny for the livelihood and the people, for the sacred and inherited knowledge, and for the peace of the world.

——Zhang Zai·Hengqu Four Sentences (I really like these four sentences!!)

2.

The body is to nourish the mind, and the use is to bring together the people and things.

—— Zeng Guofan's "Ting Jing"