Travel through the long dream millennium

"Beisho borders on the territory of our great Chu country. They regard each other as enemies. They grind their teeth and suck their blood. They only want a battle. However, the former emperor died a few days ago and the country was in turmoil. It was a time of crisis, but the Beishuo army did not Sneaking in while taking advantage, do you know the reason why?"

Under Gu Changli's strong resistance, in order not to hurt him, Li Chengtong finally let go of the shackles with a face full of reluctance to let him get away. , just asked slowly.

"Since you asked that..."

Gu Changli sat far away as if disgusted, and deliberately kept a distance from the other party. The question raised by the emperor stunned him for a while, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Then the eighth reason is not to respect the opponent, the gentleman's demeanor--so First of all, it must be that Beishuo's domestic affairs have also happened, and when you are too busy to take care of yourself, how can you even think about interfering in other countries' internal affairs."

Li Chengtong clapped his hands in great joy when he heard the words, and praised, "Changqi was born with an exquisite heart and outstanding vision. The problem of Beishuo Kingdom is really more serious than that of Dachu's brother Yanqiang. At least the scope of the latter's turmoil is only [-]%. Restricted to a corner of the capital, the time is not long, and those who lose their heads are just a group of idiots who are in the wrong team or have no eyesight, but Beishuo—"

The young emperor sneered, with an unruly and sinister expression, "If it weren't for the fact that the aftermath of the Great Chu has not yet settled, and Xize is located far away, the Three Kingdoms may have restarted the war at this moment, killing bones like mountains and blood flowing like rivers."

"What happened to Beishuo?"

Contacting Li Chengtong's first question about Gu Yasheng's whereabouts, while Gu Changli frowned, he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

Li Chengtong's eyes fell directly on his face, and his eyes were filled with joy, sympathy, love and affection... The distorted emotions made the latter shiver.

"Rebellion."

His lips and teeth opened and closed, and he tossed down the two words of stone breaking and shocking lightly.

"Just like what you said in a joke, "Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring wind blows and regenerates." The emperor of Beishuo, Murong Ji, I thought he was just a stupid bastard, but I still overestimated him. It’s fine to steal the family and exterminate the family with high merit, but the method is not clean, leaving a living.”

Li Chengtong took out a piece of neatly folded rice paper from his bright yellow cuff, unfolded it gently, and pushed it in front of Gu Changli.

"The leader of the rebel army, the secret agent who was ambushing in Beishuo occasionally asked him to take a look, but he didn't want to be an acquaintance."

Gu Changli has always been respectful and insensitive to the portraits of ancient people. In the freehand brushstrokes, it is very good to be able to draw the outline of the facial features. He really thinks that it is not reliable to rely on this to identify people.

However, the craftsmanship of the creator of this portrait is really good, with a faint sense of western sketching and realism, the expression and temperament of the subject to be depicted are vividly outlined, and just one glance is enough for people to identify the identity of the other party.

——"Wait for me in January"

Recalling the four big characters written on the freshly written white paper, and the man who had promised to follow him until death, with a simple smile on his face, after a sigh, Gu Changli stretched out his hand and dragged the portrait Come on, tear it to shreds.

"What I'm looking for is that idiot named Yasheng who saved me out of the valley and shared weal and woe along the way—who is the leader of the rebel army in this painting? I don't know him at all."

As the scraps of white paper fluttered down like snow, the smile on the corner of Li Chengtong's lips grew brighter.

"It's good if you don't know each other. You're a traitor, you've dirty Chang's eyes for nothing."

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Ever since Li Chengtong learned of Yasheng's whereabouts that day, Gu Changli was very depressed for a while.

It's not because of such a ridiculous reason for betrayal-the two of them owe each other a debt, or that Yasheng, who ran all the way through the thorns and thorns to lead him to escape, was kind to him-it was because they approached with the intention of taking advantage of each other, and now the other party To recover his memory, he wanted to seek revenge, and by the way, fight for a future. As an outsider, he had the right to make peace.

The reason for his depression is actually quite simple—it’s like a scumbag who doesn’t know how to do any questions, fidgeting and scratching his head, hoping that the top student with a good relationship at the front desk will throw a ball of paper to help him cheat, but suddenly finds that Xueba has been in a bad state recently, and now he has become a scumbag like him. Originally, he expected that Yasheng, who was stupid but good at martial arts, would come to help his brother again, but the will of the universe was full of him. His face was blurred with maliciousness.

However, in the middle of the night one day, he inexplicably felt that he was being watched by something, and Gu Changli, who couldn't sleep well, turned over impatiently, and the person standing by the bed successfully startled him.

"you……"

Gu Changli stuttered and shook his hands rarely, and before he could finish his words dryly, he was hugged by an emotional person.

Different from the warm and broad chest with the temperature of the sun when we first met, the visitor lost a lot of weight in just a few months, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting from his body, and the aura of killing seemed deep and cramped.

"I found you, Changhe."

Gently resting his chin on the heart of the person in his arms, feeling the long-lost familiar body temperature, Yasheng's body trembled slightly, and he could hardly restrain his urge to cry.

"...what should I call you now?"

After a moment of silence, Gu Changli suddenly asked softly.

"Yasheng."

The man with a scar on his face that spread from the corner of his eye to the side of his lip showed a bit of coldness. When he smiled, he was as silly and sunny as ever.

"I am Yasheng, Gu Yasheng."

A heavy hammer fell on his forehead suddenly just after he finished speaking, and the man who had experienced many battles couldn't help being dizzy for a while.

"What about the promised month? You liar."

He was so angry that he rolled up the quilt and left the back for the other party. Gu Changli nestled in the brocade quilt and tried his best not to laugh out loud.

Mountain darkly, vista.

——Just when the scumbag was already in despair, the out-of-state Xueba seemed to understand the other party's predicament through telepathy (...), and suddenly he was enlightened, returned to the peak of knowledge in an instant, and sent a copy Kind of like a cheat sheet for reference answers.

Gu Changli's reaction immediately made Yasheng panic.

He stood up abruptly, spun around in circles in a daze, finally stopped, and forcefully landed a palm on his chest.

With a heavy bang, Yasheng's face turned red at first, and a streak of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and then quickly turned pale.

"What are you doing?!"

——It was even more difficult to escape from the palace, why are you still trying to die? !

When Gu Changli heard that weird sound, he knew that he had played a trick, and quickly jumped up from the bed to support the other party's limp body, with eyebrows and eyes raised, wishing he could just throw him on the ground.

"……Apologize……"

"I broke my promise."

"........."

Gu Changli maintained a "_" expression, let go of his hand without hesitation and told the other party to fall directly to the ground, and then stepped on his head.

[Kneel down, you idiot (beep——)]

Gu Changli, who carried out the war trampling with a queenly (...) demeanor, did not last long with this majesty. The princess hugged her and fell into the arms of the person who was vomiting blood and had a pale face before, and after a few pretentious jumps, she came outside the Luodan Palace.

"Yasheng, look-"

Gu Yasheng was elated and smiled happily.

Gu Changli, who hadn't had time to get angry, suddenly felt a chill on the tip of his nose, and wiped it away with his hand, but it turned out to be a drop of cold snowflakes that had already melted.

He raised his head quietly, and saw snow falling from the sky.

In the dark night, like light dust.

This is the first snow since winter.

Gu Yasheng looked at Changhe's ecstatic and tranquil face, and watched the hair of the two of them fluttering in the wind gradually soaked in the color of snow velvet. The falling snow disappears like smoke, and finally the clouds bloom and the moon shines.

An inaudible whisper rolled between his lips and teeth, but it resounded like thunder in his heart.

"Frost and snow are falling on my head..."

——Frost and snow fall on the head, which can be regarded as white head. (1)