Donglin [Quick Travel]

"Ying Eleven, you don't need to follow, go out for a stroll." The man glanced at the young man who was following him behind him, and brought Xue Yi into the Accord.

"Yes."

Tonight is the Thousand Lantern Festival, which is the Lantern Festival in Donglin's original world. The streets are bustling with people, and the bright lanterns illuminate half of the sky. When you raise your hand, you will find exquisite palace lanterns, which are connected in strings and hung above your head.When the dark guard is too lonely, he feels a little uncomfortable going back to the bustling place occasionally. Even if he changes his usual night clothes, he still feels like an outlier among the crowd.

The Thousand Lanterns Festival is also a good day for men and women to express their hearts to each other. All kinds of lights softly reflect on the women's faces, adding beauty to them, and the men will show off their skills in the ensuing quiz.

"Hey, come and take a look. The latest lantern riddles, the handwriting of the number one scholar, if you guess correctly, you will get a prize, and if you guess wrong, you will get a gift."

"Oh, I'll come, I'll come."

A girl in a pink gauze dress ran up excitedly, with a delicate and graceful appearance.

"Oh, sorry."

The girl turned her head and smiled apologetically at the scholar who had stepped on her foot, and the scholar who changed immediately forgot the pain and just looked at her stupidly.

The densely packed lanterns are so bright that they cover the stars in the sky. "This lantern riddle is too difficult. How can anyone guess it?" Not long after, the girl complained.

The young scholar also had a serious face, frowning and thinking about something, and finally shook his head helplessly, the girl looked unhappy.

"This lantern riddle should look like this."

Just when everyone was at a loss, a gentle and clear voice came. The visitor was not wearing a gorgeous white dress, and the cloud pattern on the sleeves and neckline was dark, but his expression was warm, as if he was lingering with the bleak autumn wind. But he is proud, never broken by the east wind, never overwhelmed by Beixue, he walks slowly under the lantern, and Donglin suddenly has a feeling of "life in the world, suddenly like a traveler from afar".

After some advice from the young man, everyone suddenly realized that the boss was admiring and wanted to hand over the prize to him, but he smiled and shook his head, pointing to the girl and said: "I have already realized the greatest fun of guessing riddles. As for the prize, it is just Give it to the girl, everyone, and farewell."

The man turned and left, everything behind him had nothing to do with him, the girl looked at his back adoringly, and couldn't help admiring: "So handsome!"

Dong Lin couldn't help but chuckled, and followed the man.The young man didn't notice, he walked through the bustling crowd, gradually reached the land of no one, and finally stopped at the head of a bridge.

First time.This is the name Mu Tai/Zu chose for this bridge. It is said that Mu Tai/Zu met the woman he loved most in his life here. Married to death without leaving any heirs.

Sitting under the tree was the boy in white, with a faint smile on his mouth. It was strange, even if he was smiling, people who saw him would not think that he was really happy. In the eyes of the people of Mu Kingdom , Ninth Prince, at that time a figure like fine snow, gentle, but with the coolness of the first snow, the slightest touch would melt in the palm of his hand, he lowered his head at this moment, the pagoda tree flowers on top of his head rustled under the blow of the wind It fell and landed on top of his head, the hem of his clothes shaking.

"master."

"Oh, Ying Eleven, it's you." After the initial astonishment, he felt a little moved as if meeting an old friend, and he was indeed an old friend. At least in Mu Zixing's heart, he never put this self The young man brought out from the dark guard camp was really regarded as his servant, even when he sent Ying Shiyi to protect Mu Zigao for saving his life, he was entrusted with it.

"Don't call me master, call me Ah Xing." The two walked slowly along the river bank, Dong Lin was still half a step behind him.

"Ying Eleven doesn't dare," hesitating for a moment, "If the master doesn't like it, then the subordinates can call the young master."

"Why are you here, son?" As far as he knew, days like the Thousand Lantern Festival should be spent in the palace with the concubine Yuan.

"You." Mu Zixing obviously didn't want to answer this question, so he paused for a moment before asking.

"Master doesn't want me to be by your side."

Mu Zixing paused and said for a long time, "Does he still refuse to believe you?"

Dong Lin didn't reply, Mu Zixing continued to walk forward.

"Actually, it's not you that he doesn't believe, but me. When I was seven years old, my elder brother just came back from outside. At that time, he was not favored, and there was no sincere person to protect him in the palace. He was always bullied. I, as the only son of Concubine Yuan, my father's favorite prince, was also envied by countless people, if it wasn't for that time when my elder brother accidentally passed by and saved me who was pushed into the pond, I might not be here anymore." Donglin knew about this. When Mu Zixing was seven years old, Mu Zigao was nine years old. It was this innocent age, but he had the sinister idea of ​​pushing his younger brother into the pond, maybe in order to get Mu Zixing Maybe it's because he really couldn't bear it at such a young age, Mu Zixing didn't die after all.

Mu Zi walked under a tree and looked at Dong Lin: "Ying Shixi, I really regard him as my elder brother." As a prince, one should never have such superfluous feelings, but at this moment, Mu Zi Xing's eye sockets were slightly red, and the corners of his eyes were slightly shining.

Dong Lin wanted to wipe away the little bit of sadness for him, Mu Zixing, he should be a wild crane in the clouds, uncontested with the world, and after Mu Zigao proclaimed himself emperor, he just threw the iron coupon of the Dan book on the ground and flung it away.However, he couldn't do anything, just lowered his head, "The subordinates know."

Except for Mu Zigao, Mu Zixing would never call another person his elder brother, and although his personality is not soft, he has no intention of being the throne, but the world can't go as he expected, his mother is Mu Huang's favorite concubine Yuan , wanting to help his son to the throne, Mu Zixing was inserted between his most respected elder brother and the most filial mother, and it was even more difficult.

Accord is the largest restaurant in the Imperial City. It is usually overcrowded. During the festive season, the business is even hotter. You can't enter unless you are very rich. As for those who can have a seat, they have incomparable power.

Looking down, Mu Zigao caught a glimpse of two figures walking side by side, one of them was talking, the other was listening quietly, inadvertently, he clenched the wooden frame with his fingers.

Mu Zigao narrowed his eyes slightly. He remembered that his mother, who was crazy about love, said when talking about the father who deceived her, betrayed her and abandoned her, if you are determined to get something, you must Completely destroy him when he has no power to resist.

Destruction... The man squinted his eyes, and unconsciously exerted force.

In the past, I lived with my mother, and my mother was a strong woman. Because I didn't have a father, my mother doted on him since I was a child. As long as he wanted something, my mother would bring it back for him, whether it was by robbery or other means. , so although he only has a mother, the children in the village are afraid of him and refuse to fight for the throne with him, just because he wants it, not because he likes it very much.

He doesn't care about the life and death of Ying Eleven, or even anyone's life or death. Others only know that the seventh prince, Muzi, has a strategy and strategizes.In Donglin's heart, Mu Zigao is like a wild dog, biting other people in order to compete for food and the right to mate/mating, looking for things that can be eaten on the pile of corpses and garbage, and returning late at night Seeing if he could steal some bones, he was reluctant to bite the enemy's throat even with the last bit of strength.

"What are you looking at?"

A pair of arms wrapped around the man's waist, Xue Yi rested his head on Mu Zigao's shoulder, and the two looked very intimate.

Outside the window is the dense night, the willows are blown by the breeze, and the stars are jumping on the lake of Molan. Xueyi looks outside without blinking, and the stars are imprinted in his eyes, and the beauty is hard to grasp.

Mu Zigao relaxed his hand holding the wooden frame, and said with a sigh, "You said this country is so beautiful!"

Xue Yi didn't answer, he put his arms around the man's waist, as if leaning his whole body on him.

"One day, he will be my world."

Mu Zigao took Xue Yi's hand and drank the glass of wine he brought, Xue Yi whispered in his ear, "Then when will you avenge me?"

Mu Zigao pulled Xue Yi's hand away with a chuckle, and looked at Xue Yi who was a little confused, "Stay by my side, just for revenge?" Xue Yi was stunned, Mu Zigao smiled lightly, but he felt Danger, this gave him an intuition, as long as he said a wrong sentence... However, a fire suddenly ignited in his heart, dotted with inconspicuous ones, and the spreading wildfire swept and lowed, until the whole world Not a single creature remains.

"Hehe, otherwise, in the world, how can there be a person willing to stay with someone without asking for anything?"

"Is that so?" Without the expected anger, Mu Zigao turned around, and the two people outside the window had disappeared, even you?

"It's late at night, you go, I'm afraid my brother will be worried."

Dong Lin, who is not worried about Mu Zigao, doesn't know, and never cares. He is the hero, and there are people around him, but Mu Zixing...

After walking a few steps, Dong Lin turned back, the young man was still standing there, as if saying goodbye, his thin figure looked even more lonely under the moonlight.Mu Zigao was taken aback when he saw Dong Lin turning his head, and waved to him, motioning him to leave quickly.

Unexpectedly, Dong Lin quickly walked to Mu Zixing's side, knelt down on one knee under his astonished eyes, and took his hand, "Master."

"Shadow Eleven, you are..."

"Ying Eleven will never forget, you will always be Ying Eleven's master, no matter what happens in the future, no matter who is by Ying Eleven's side, the master will always be the master, and Ying Eleven will never forget."

The author has something to say:

In fact, I really like this Ninth Prince, but I still want to die. Also, is the little angel scared away by my series of locks? block me