virtuous king

I remember who told me before that in life, there seem to be two things that are difficult to let go of. One is that the person you like doesn't like you, and the other is that the person who has always liked you doesn't want to like you anymore.I only listened to it as a joke at the time, but now I really understand it.

Most people are selfish.

Liu Yanqing seldom talked to me these two days, and she no longer wore the purple cloak that looked extremely flamboyant, and her cheeks that didn't have much flesh became even clearer.

Several times, I wanted to tell him not to leave, but when I stopped him, I couldn't say anything.

The disaster situation in Suzhou has been initially controlled, the reconstruction work has started, and everything is developing in a good direction.

That day, I was bored in the hotel, so I just slipped into the street alone, far away, and saw people holding porcelain bowls in front of me and waiting for the boss to give me porridge. There is mud in the team that has corrupted my two steamed buns in the first two days.

Mu Mu still had the same dirty look that hadn't been washed for a few days, holding a bowl in one hand and leaning on a wooden stick in the other. Judging by the way he walked, his legs and feet seemed to be somewhat inconvenient-not the kind of lameness with broken bones, but Is born lame.

I looked at his lame foot, and remembered what he told me about saving me from Prince Qi’s mansion. I couldn’t help laughing and crying. I walked two steps quickly and shouted to him: “Niba, don’t wait for the porridge, I invite you to go. Eat something good."

Niba turned his head and saw me, put his finger on the porcelain bowl and spun around a few times, and said with a smile: "Is there any meat today?"

I said, "Yes, you can eat as much as you want."

Niba cheered, squeezed out of the crowd leaning on a wooden stick, rushed to me in a few steps, and said, "What's the point of that, let's go, let's go."

I froze for a moment, and looked at Niba's lame legs suspiciously. Niba was really lame, but he walked faster than ordinary people, which was a bit unreasonable, but if he asked directly, it seemed too disrespectful to people.

Forget it, left and right have nothing to do with me, just what he does.

I said to Mu Mu: "Let's go, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Niba and I walked back and forth to the resort. Niba was very curious and pestered me all the way to ask questions. I mostly answered patiently until he closed his mouth with his hands and leaned close to my ear, feeling nervous. Xi asked: "Du Wen, tell me the truth, is the Rabbit Prince okay?"

I staggered and turned my head to stare at him.

Niba said again: "In the first two days, I saw him look like he was depleted of energy and blood, tsk tsk, that bone."

I stopped and ground my teeth, and stared, "Don't talk nonsense, he's not a rabbit!"

Niba was taken aback by my sudden attack, and whispered: "I just said casually, why are you still angry, don't you, don't you really like him..."

I was so annoyed by this lame little beggar, I tapped him on the back of the head with my hand, and said with a straight face: "You don't understand, I can't fall in love with anyone in my life."

Mud finally shut up.

Back at the hotel, I bumped into Dou Zi who was walking with his head down while holding a water basin. When Dou Zi saw me and Ni Mo, he just called out the word Dian, but I gouged out his eyes.

Douzi ran to the door of Liu Yanqing's room in small steps, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Your Highness, please take care of it, Mr. Du has brought someone home again!"

After a while of silence, Liu Yanqing raised his voice in the room, "What are you doing, my lord?"

Hearing this, Dou Zi stomped his feet on the spot, as if he hated Liu Yanqing's broken attitude.

I didn't enter the house, but led the mud and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, ordered someone to prepare some good wine and food, and said to him: "You are lucky today, eat, if you don't have enough, there is more."

Niba tilted his head to look into Liu Yanqing's room, chewed the steamed bun and asked vaguely, "Is there any food for tomorrow?"

I laughed and scolded: "You rascal, you have a good idea. Tomorrow we are leaving for the next place. The pie in the sky is enough to fall once. You think about getting something for nothing all day long, and you will be punished sooner or later."

The mud said: "Go through the east gate?"

I nodded and saw that he had almost eaten, so I sent someone to bring some new clothes, and said earnestly: "Look at your young age, go back and tidy up, don't beg for food anymore."

Niba cheerfully took the clothes, wiped his oily mouth with the back of his hand, squinted his eyes and muttered: "Actually, I have only been begging for food for two days."

After sending the mud away, I walked to the door of Liu Yanqing's room with my hands behind my back, stood there for a while, sighed, turned around and ran away very cowardly.

Early the next morning, Tian Zifeng took us out of the city. Liu Yanqing was wearing a plain cloak and walked ahead with a gloomy expression. His appearance scared Tian Zifeng enough. The latter peeked at Liu Yanqing out of the corner of his eye, tilted his head and whispered to me : "Young Master Du, I thought about it, and I didn't think of what I did wrong these two days to offend His Highness. You have been with His Highness for so long, and you should be able to guess His Highness's intentions. Please... please. Mr. Du, would you like me to say a few words?"

I sighed, "You're right, it's my fault."

Tian Zifeng let out a groan, and glanced between my legs with trembling eyebrows, obviously a little bit off in understanding.

After leaving the city and walking another mile or two, when the wind picked up, Liu Yanqing turned to Tian Zifeng and said, "Master Tian, ​​go back." Tian Zifeng responded, turned around and walked back.

I was busy rubbing into Shasha's eyes, feeling in a trance that someone grabbed my arm and pulled it off the spot, and then I heard Douzi exclaiming, the horse's cry mixed with the human's cry, it was so messy that I couldn't really hear it.

I managed to open my eyes and saw that I was protected by a young man. The young man grabbed my arm with one hand and leaned on a wooden stick with the other. Looking from the side, his eyes and eyebrows were vaguely familiar.

After a pause, I stuttered and said in shock, "Mud?"

"Hush—be quiet." Niba turned his head and smiled at me. It was clean from head to toe. While speaking, Niba's hand holding the wooden stick trembled, and suddenly he pulled out a long sword.

My dear, this beggar is actually a master of martial arts.

Before I could recover, Niba clenched the sword in his hand and flew straight towards Liu Yanqing. I couldn't stop Niba, I felt like my heart was about to pop out of my throat. In the blink of an eye, my hands and feet flew over. With a single step of the brain, he threw himself on the ground and hugged Mud's leg with a plop, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Hero! Hero! You killed the wrong person! Hero, stop! He, he, he is not the king of Qi!"

Niba was frightened by my earth-shattering shout, his hands trembled, he didn't perform well at his usual level, the tip of his sword was a few inches off, and he missed Liu Yanqing's heart.

"...What did you say?" Niba turned to look at me with a face full of astonishment, then glanced at Liu Yanqing who was stabbed by him and fell limply on the ground, and said dryly: "He is not, don't you?"

I crawled over with my arms and legs together, picked up Liu Yanqing who was seriously injured and unconscious, nodded in great pain and said: "It's the king."

I squatted on the spot, holding Liu Yanqing in my arms, and the blood from his chest was mixed between my fingernails.

I looked at Liu Yanqing's appearance of breathing in more air and releasing less air, and I knew that Niba's sword hadn't hit the vital point, but I still felt a palpitation. The moment Liu Yanqing fell to the ground just now, I thought that he might die, that he would get his wish Walking on the road of reincarnation, thinking that he will drink Mengpo soup, thinking that he will never remember me again, thinking that there is no one named Liu Yanqing in this world, I thought a lot, and thinking of it felt like a knife was twisting my heart.

When I was feeling sad, the fingertips of the person in my arms moved slightly, and he desperately spoke a sentence intermittently, immediately choking back the tears that were brewing in my eyes, Liu Yanqing said: "I... can't die... ...but you...seem to have pressed...to my wound...are you...stupid..."

I:"……"

Liu Yanqing was accidentally injured, helpless, and the group returned to the hotel in a mighty way. Along the way, I held Liu Yanqing in my arms and sighed. Glancing at Liu Yanqing in my arms, Tian Zifeng hung far behind us, looking as if he had eaten a few big plates of flies.

Arriving at the hotel, I handed Liu Yanqing over to the several doctors who came up, waved away the crowd, and said sadly to the air in front of me: "Meng Zhang, thank you just now."

If it weren't for Meng Zhang's flick of a finger, Liu Yanqing would be disabled if he didn't die.

As soon as I finished speaking, Meng Zhang really appeared in shape, and said coldly: "Thanks to my timely action, Duer, Duer, can you save me a little bit, and don't cause trouble all day long!"

I looked at Meng Zhang's blackened face, and said sincerely, "Meng Zhang, you are really my brother, no, no, no, you are closer than my brother."

Meng Zhang sneered and said, "Heh, regardless of your seniority in the mortal world, I can be your great-grandfather."

I was terrified by Meng Zhang's sharp knife-like gaze, and the restlessness of being caught by my parents for doing bad things suddenly rushed up from the bottom of my feet. I couldn't hide, so I had to smile at Meng Zhang: "Meng Zhang, the god of Meng Zhang!" , Your lord has a lot, so don't worry about it with me, a criminal."

Meng Zhang finally stopped staring at me, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said to me: "Forget it, I'm here to talk about business this time, the previous two entrusted dreams failed, so I can only come down to find you in person."

I said dumbly: "What is the big deal that you need to go down to earth to find me in person?"

Meng Zhangdao: "It's not a big deal, I just came to meet with you, and your soul has returned to its place."

Without saying a word, I slapped myself hard with a backhand.

"... Aww - what a fucking pain! Am I dreaming? What's going on? When did it happen? Di, Dijun is willing to give me back Qingpo?"

Meng Zhang looked at me in a daze with cold eyes, and said for a while, "Don't worry about what's going on, I'll give it back to you anyway."

The author has something to say:

The past two days have been so busy that I have been a little sentimental for a while. I know that I have many deficiencies in both writing and plot, but I am fortunate to have so many people who have been patiently following me until now. Thank you╭(╯ε╰) ╮In addition, Chapter 5 was selected for review by netizens, and I can’t open it temporarily. I don’t know when I can see it. I’m also very depressed, alas