Yonglan

If Gao Changgong could turn the tide by himself, why would Gao Changgong be willing to watch his family and country decline? After all, he is an individual, and it is beyond his ability to move mountains and seas to change the world.

It is much more sober to face the unbearable reality than to pursue the sad illusion.

Now it seems that Yu Wenyong is exactly what he thought. No wonder there has been no movement all this time. Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Fairy Miaoyin doesn't think that Lishang Sword is a hot potato."

Yu Wenyong smiled and said, "That's why a fairy is worthy of being a fairy, and her courage is commendable."

Even though someone had something to say, Gao Changgong didn't want to say any more. He glanced at the sky, got up and said, "Okay, I'm going back to the Prince's Mansion, you can stay in my room tonight."

"In your room?" Yu Wenyong repeated with a flirtatious smile.

"I'm in Lianyue Xiaozhu's house." Gao Changgong glanced at him angrily.

When Lu Qian designed Lianyue Xiaozhu, the three of them each occupied a bedroom, so they didn't intend to receive outsiders.Gao Changgong once approached Lu Qian in private, telling him not to keep his room, but Lu Qian said, "If I don't keep you, how can I explain to Xiao Lian?"

He still doesn't want to recall how he felt at that time, that someone would hurt his brother for the sake of a woman so righteously, if Lu Qian hadn't added the sentence "It's okay to stay, in case of emergency", he would definitely cut off his robe and judge justice.

However, in response to Lu Qian's sentence "in case of emergencies", he took Xiao Lian away, which was convenient for someone.

Although Yu Wenyong had been to Lianyue Xiaozhu, Gao Changgong had no choice but to take him to his room in order to avoid suspicion that he had never stayed overnight.Yu Wenyong looked around. Although the furnishings in the room were simple, the layout was very simple and elegant, which was very suitable for Gao Changgong.

The room was clean and spotless, but the lingering deserted atmosphere showed that his owner didn't live there often.

"I'm leaving first, come tomorrow morning." When the man arrived, Gao Changgong didn't stay any longer, but when he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist. He looked at the hand covering his wrist, and raised his eyes, " how?"

"Stay here." Yu Wenyong couldn't see any emotion in his deep eyes, and his tone was as flat as water without waves.

Gao Changgong couldn't look into his eyes, but saw the expectation in his heart in a trance, but he didn't want to let this insidious and cunning Da Sikong get his wish easily, so he asked with a smile, "What are you doing here?"

"The color imparts the soul, and the heart is happy." Yu Wenyong looked at him with a rippling smile, "Don't Chang Gong like it?"

Gao Changgong looked at him for a long time, with an elegant smile, but his words were difficult to understand, "I read Han Fu well."

For Sima Xiangru, a well-known Fu writer in the Western Han Dynasty, he still has some understanding, and has read some of his works, so he naturally knows what it means to give the soul and the heart to the side, but Yu Wenyong dares to say anything ah.

Gao Changgong smiled calmly, and didn't say whether to stay or not. Even so, Yu Wenyong was still turbulent, and went directly to hug him and took him to the couch. Suddenly, there was the sound of rain outside the window, pattering, falling There was a crisp sound on the ground, he glanced out of the window, and smiled, "It seems that God is also doing his best, so you won't be able to go back tonight."

With half push and half push, Gao Changgong just let him go, but when he heard this, he twitched his eyebrows, glanced at the umbrella in the corner, and stopped talking.

Maybe he couldn't bear it either.

Otherwise, even if he doesn't go back to the county palace, he can still live in Ah Qian's house.

It's just that the battle of Mangshan had just subsided, and Yu Wenyong came to find him, which made Gao Changgong feel a little uneasy.In the rare days, they rarely talked about topics with different positions, but today, he wanted to ask.

"Why did you come here today?"

"...I want to see you, so I'm here."

Gao Changgong didn't speak, just looked at him like this, he knew that what Yu Wenyong said was true, and he was sure that he hesitated for a moment, there must be something else he didn't say.

Yu Wenyong was looked at uncomfortably, stood up and turned his back, "Of course I have to congratulate you, you became famous all over the world." Turning his head again, he called out jokingly, "My Royal Highness Lanling."

"Aren't you going to settle accounts with me?" Gao Changgong tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.

"Of course we have to settle the bill." Yu Wenyong suddenly leaned over to bully him, brushed his forehead hair gently, kissed the picturesque eyebrows, and coaxed, "What's the deal?"

Caught off guard and thrown onto the bed, Gao Changgong quickly regained his senses, turned over and pressed against him, clutching his collar tightly, his brows and eyes as bright as before, "You first offended me Daqi for your unrighteousness. Your skills are not as good as others and you return in defeat, you still dare to settle accounts with me, huh?"

Yu Wenyong was dumbfounded, "Didn't you ask me?"

"I lied to you." Gao Changgong let go of him, got up from him, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Who knew you went down."

"..." Yu Wenyong sat up, frowned and accused, "Chang Gong, you have learned badly."

When I met Gao Changgong for the first time, he was an elegant and noble person like a banished fairy. He was in the world but not stained with dust, his heart was in the world of mortals but he was not touched by love...

Of course it's the same now, but he can't hold back anymore.

Gao Changgong saw that he seemed to be reflecting on the past, sighed lightly, and was returning to the topic, "This time Zhou Guo led the army is Yu Wenhu, you can just take this opportunity to weaken his strength."

Yu Wenyong collected his thoughts, and said solemnly, "That's right, if there is a gain, there will be a loss, and if there is a loss, there will be a gain. This is exactly what the emperor and I planned."

"If we can get rid of Yu Wenhu, I believe that Emperor Zhou Guo will be a wise king." At that time, how should Da Qi face this cruel situation...

Looking at Gao Changgong's worry, Yu Wenyong settled down, stared at those clear but worried eyes, and slowly said the purpose of his trip, "Chang Gong, I hope you leave with me."

Gao Changgong was taken aback, "What?"

"Leave with me, and we'll get out of here."

Gao Changgong turned his head away and was speechless for a long time. The room was terribly quiet. Yu Wenyong pressed his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "You said before that we will leave when the dust settles. Now is the best chance to get out."

"I said so, but is this the dust settled?" Gao Changgong looked at him, his eyes full of pain, "You Zhou Guo married the Turks, Daqi was the first to bear the brunt. Yes, we won the battle of Mangshan , but I can't see the significance of this victory at all, and there will be countless battles in the future, this is nothing settled, how do you tell me to go!"

There seemed to be tears flashing in the flushed eyes, Yu Wenyong's heart felt sour, and he rushed over to hug him tightly.Feeling the temperature on Gao Changgong's neck, he said, "If I tell you that I have arranged our future life, wouldn't you want to leave?"

"...I can't go." Gao Changgong choked up, he was still unwilling to close his eyes and let the tears fall, but he didn't know that the clothes on Yu Wenyong's shoulders had already been wet.

Feeling the heat and humidity clearly on his shoulders, Yu Wenyong asked, "The State of Qi never gave you half of the joy, but you are so determined, what are you yearning for?"

"Zhou Guo has your elder brother, so you don't have to worry, but Da Qi's situation is declining, and the royal family can't rely on it, so I will abandon the country again..." Gao Changgong said slowly, and he closed his eyes, "My people in Da Qi have done it again. What's wrong, how can I have the right to abandon them."

"You clearly know that following such an emperor, no matter how much you do, it won't make any sense." Yu Wenyong said in a hoarse voice, suppressing his unwillingness, "Unless you turn him into the emperor, there may be a sliver of salvation for Qi. But Gao Changgong, tell me, will you rebel! Can you rebel!"

He won't and can't.

He is his blood relative on the throne, and he will not turn against him; the people regard him as the hope of Daqi, and he cannot turn against him.

"After tonight, let's go back."

It's always been natural, and it should be today.

"Okay." Yu Wenyong responded, raised his eyes and said, "But I know that the King of Lanling has a promise to be fulfilled. If you say the dust has settled, then I will wait for your dust to settle."

The sound of night rain outside the window, I don't know whose heart it is ringing in...

The author has something to say: I think it's almost ready to end, do you think so...