Don't look at your phone when crossing the street

After another half a month, the weather gradually cooled down, and I had to start worrying about the situation in the colder north.The operating rules of this world are sometimes accurate and sometimes vague, like the common sense that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, not to mention, all the people and things I can relate to are all rehearsed in an orderly manner, but the changes in seasons and climates are quite random, some Events will also appear inexplicably, which is in line with the law of human memory-in a stereotyped framework, it is generally vague, but when it comes to a certain plot, even a fleeting glimpse can be vivid.

There is no bad news for the documents from the north. The enemy country has not enough food and grass in the winter, and has no energy to carry out large-scale military assaults.The spies said that the third prince traveled every day, and he was not too close to any military officer, so he did not seem to be suspected of being an accomplice.

I ordered people to add more cold-proof supplies to the front line, and sent a few cloaks newly made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs mixed with some gadgets bought outside the palace.

During the period, Xuanyuan Muche came here once, and he was obviously very anxious. I am a cheap emperor with no power to restrain a chicken, and I don't have an escort around me, so I don't dare to pick on him again. He comforted him and said: "To be honest, Young Xia Xuanyuan, I have also sent people to collect information in the past two months. I only learned a few days ago that there was indeed a shark bead in the palace. Where did you go? I also asked the old people in the palace carefully, but I didn't get any definite information. In this way, Mr. Murong will return to the court in ten days. It was in a secret room or something, and he still needs to agree to bring it to us.”

Xuanyuan really had nothing to do at this time, so he could only ask: "When will he return to court? What if he refuses to reveal the whereabouts of the shark beads when he returns?"

I sighed in my heart, Xuanyuan Muche and I had no grievances, but I had to make things difficult for him, and spread my hands: "The affairs in the north are almost done, and they will definitely return in half a month. As for Mr. Murong I can't be sure about my will, but the auspicious girl Luoli has her own aura, so she will definitely survive this calamity safe and sound."

I shook my lips and talked for a long time, but Xuanyuan Muche retreated angrily.As soon as he walked away, I couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, spit out the whole skirt of my clothes, lowered my head and wiped my sleeves, and my head was a little dizzy, as if someone said to me in a vague way: "Liu Rong, Daling Jiangshan, It belongs to my Murong family, if you can't bear it, I will naturally shoulder it with you."

But, I'm not Liu Rong, and I don't want to be Liu Rong.

It started to snow.

As the days became shorter and shorter, my spirit gradually withered away. Except for going to court, I spent the whole day huddled in my fur coat and surrounded by the stove.In the past few days, I was able to glibly talk to the ladies and gentlemen who gradually became acquainted with each other, but now I am very sleepy, and it is difficult to bring up the energy to write a letter.

I couldn't tell if it was the bouts of my worsening depression or the backlash from the uncertainty my procrastination efforts had brought into the world.The biggest difference between a novel and real life is not whether it is true or not, but whether its logical self-consistent system is complete.Although the commonly used logical systems in real life seem to have reached the point of perfection, in general, they are often unjustifiable or not fully explored by human activities.But conscious works, no matter how bad the author is, must create a logical system throughout, just like in Conan, no matter how ridiculous the suspect’s motives are, the scene of the suspect’s statement of reason must appear at the end of the film .

In the current situation, Xuanyuan Muche is obviously trapped in the logic of "Only getting the Shark Bead from the Daling royal family can save Luoli". Without the author's new interference, he has no other way to get treatment The method, and the conclusion is that he will get the shark beads and heal Luoli. Seeing that the end of the heroine is approaching, I am still hindering the process of occluding the conclusion and the premise, so I can't help but suffer.

After a few days, the mission to the north finally retired.

The court, which had been silent for a long time, finally ushered in an event worthy of celebration, and everyone showed some joy, making arrangements in full swing, setting up guards of honor, and preparing for the sacrifice.I counted the days, and there are still ten days left in the March period.

The next day they will receive the most lively baptism of Daling. The palace people are still sweeping the court under the snow. I sit on the steps outside the palace and look around. The details of the heaven, earth and palace have been blurred by snowflakes. The big red carpet is like a dry blood, extending to an invisible end.

After a burst of hurried footsteps, I covered my body with a sable cloak. When I looked up, a small stone with an anxious face stuffed a hand stove into my hand again.

I smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold."

"Don't talk nonsense, the ground is so cold, and you only wear close-fitting clothes, and these blind servants only care about their own work, and don't come to add clothes to you, what should you do if you catch a cold ?”

I looked up at the densely falling snow spots, and it seemed that a snowflake had fallen into my eyes. When my eyes were cold, tears came down: "So I didn't feel it. When you say that, I really feel a little cold."

Xiao Shizi stared blankly at me and turned his head to smile at him with tears in his eyes: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Little Shizi, let me ask you, do I, Liu Rong, like Murong Yue very much?"

Xiao Shizi hesitated for a while, then bowed his head and said: "Since the young master broke up with the third prince, I have hardly heard you mention him. But after you became the emperor, you became obsessed with Mr. Murong. I don't want any more young men, and I don't add anyone to the harem. Except for political affairs, I just go around him. Except for the time when you fell into the water, you were almost wiped on the neck by Mr. Murong who hadn't subsided. But you, it seems that you never blamed him. pass him."

"A few days after Ah Yue left, I always lost my temper for no reason, right?"

Xiao Shizi nodded: "Yes. You are always sulking."

"Yeah, I'm very angry. I clearly shouldn't be like this, but I can't control my own thoughts." I tried to smile: "You can see that I have changed a lot since I fell into the water. I thought I am no longer obsessed with Murong Yue, I want to get along well with him, maybe we can become friends. I am me, how can I be the same as Liu Rong before?"

I took out a piece of paper and said: "A few days ago, I received a secret report from the frontline spies, saying that Murong Yue had entered the capital of the enemy country, and there had been no news for three days. That night, I dreamed Seeing that something happened to him, the pillow was wet when he woke up. Xiao Shizi, tell me, I have only been with him for half a year. Usually they just bicker and argue, how can such a deep friendship come from?"

The voice of him reading scriptures in the imperial study room, subconsciously feel his disgusted eyes that no longer exist when eating together, and the gradually cooling temperature of the pillow, jumping out of control into my life, who is this nostalgia for? I couldn't tell the difference, so I finally had to calm down and accept it all.

Xiao Shizi supported my hand and said: "Master, it's cold here, can you go back to the house first?"

I pulled out my arm: "No need. It's too hot inside, it's so hot that my brain is muddy, and I can't think about things."

"Master," Xiao Shizi's voice also dimmed, "I know that you have missed the Third Prince very much in the past two months. If that's the case, why didn't you tell him?"

The coolness that fell in my eyes penetrated into my heart, I was supported by a small stone, and walked towards the palace with a bloody mouth. When I stepped into the threshold, I finally couldn't help it: "Xiaoshizi, if one day I disappear, you Don't try to find out my whereabouts. Remember, bring enough silver, escape as far as possible, hide your name as a commoner, you have helped me a lot, but I have nothing to repay you, I only hope you can Live well."

Xiaoshizi's eyes suddenly turned red, and he choked up, "Master, why do you say such things again? When we started an incident, you didn't even leave a way out for yourself. Instead, you found a substitute for the slave. Didn't you end up safe and sound? "

I couldn't help but patted the head of this sixteen-seven-year-old child, and said: "I always find it unbearable to think of a kind of force majeure in the dark that dictates who I should love and what I should do. But I don't know why, Occasionally, I am also very grateful, as if I have never been forgotten by the world, I have inexplicable and uncontrollable feelings, and it is a matter of course to meet someone who can change me. If I go on like this, I feel as relieved as if there are lights to guide me on the road ahead."

I took out two manuscripts of the letter that had been deleted and changed several times, and asked him to discard the old manuscript, wrap the new manuscript in an envelope, and let him put the letter in my dormitory.

In any case, I have tried my best to type the words SOS, and all I can do now, except wait, is to be prepared.

Finally, on the day when the snow fell the heaviest, Murong Yue and his party came back.

Hearing the call from the gate of the hall, my heartbeat was suddenly disturbed by the indistinct but regular sound of footsteps.I stood up, ignoring Xiao Shizi's approaching sideways questioning, and strode out towards the door.I just learned from the memorial that he was talking and laughing and feasting, and from the spies that he felt a little cold, but I didn't know how the biting new wind severely and deeply scratched his face.I ran out in such a reckless manner, bewildered as if sending a love letter to a girl for the first time.

After running down a few steps to the towering Danchi, his eyes were covered by the oncoming goose feather snow, and the bright yellow robes surrounded the sound of hunting.I stretched out my hand to wipe it, and the scene in front of me was a Chinese painting blurred by water. He was wearing a reflective war robe, with a black army and dull red banners behind him.

It was clear that the face in front of me was still unclear, but my heart was about to jump out, so I stood still, raised my right hand, and shouted at him: "A Yue, come here quickly, I have something to tell you."

What do you say?Said, Chen Kaicheng likes Murong Yue.Murong Yue, can you be my boyfriend?Murong Yue, I like you.

The figure in front seemed to pause for a moment, then sped up a few steps and rushed towards me. At the same time as he appeared in front of me, I seemed to see a beam of silver light coming straight.

I heard the sound of blood spurting from my chest like cloth being torn apart, and I met his unhesitating eyes, which were as sharp and direct as this knife.

He let go of the hand holding the dagger, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

I opened the corner of my mouth and smiled: "It's okay."