As long as everyone gives a little love

King Jing was murdered and died. It was verified that the wound was caused by Kuhai's unique dome dagger. The emperor was furious and sent soldiers to Kuhai.

On the ninth day of September, Lu Shenxing took command, followed the obtained topographic map all the way across the mountains and ridges, avoiding many traps, and under Xin Liang's command, he was invincible.

On the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month of the same year, Ku Hai was finally defeated and bowed his head as a minister.

The emperor was so happy that he betrothed his little princess Ning Jun to Lu Shenxing in front of civil and military officials.

Lu Shenxing declined on the grounds that he already wanted to belong.

Although the emperor was unhappy, it was not easy to force this kind of thing. It would damage the reputation of the royal family. He took a sip of tea, "Which family is Aiqing's favorite woman?"

Xin Liang, who had just served as the chief envoy of the Sizheng Yamen, stood behind. Hearing this, he folded his hands in his sleeves.

Lu Shenxing wrote lightly, "Back to the emperor, the person I like is not a woman."

The hall was dead silent.

Xin Liang's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly raised his head, suddenly surprised.

The people on the dragon chair got up and left, and the ministers cast strange glances at Lu Shenxing one after another, and secretly looked at Xin Liang with a bright mind.

Xin Liang frowned and said, "You don't have to do that."

"Sooner or later, paper can't cover fire." Lu Shenxing said in a low voice, "If it drags on, we will be very passive by then."

Xin Liang pursed his lips and remained silent. He couldn't describe his mood at the moment, thinking that he was the only one walking in front, and it turned out that this person was always by his side.

"Master Chang, please stay."

Lu Shenxing followed the little eunuch to the imperial study, and the emperor didn't go around and said something directly.

"Is it Xin Aiqing?"

Lu Shenxing touched his nose, "The emperor is wise."

The emperor snorted, "How can my Lord Ning be inferior to him?"

"Back to the emperor, the princess is as beautiful as a flower, loved by the emperor and queen, and also admired by many young princes." Lu Shenxing said with a smile, "Xin Liang only has humble ministers."

The emperor's face was displeased, and he couldn't find anything to refute.

It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. He can't understand the so-called oneness, it's just pitiful.

The two monarchs and ministers stand and sit one by one, and the three views are obviously different.

The Yellow Emperor sighed, waved his hands and said, "That's all, you can take care of yourself."

When Lu Shenxing walked out of the palace gate, he saw Xin Liang standing upright in the snow, his whole body covered in snow and his head turned white.

"I want to eat dumplings tonight."

"it is good."

Lu Shenxing took a deep breath, the snow on Xin Liang's face slowly melted, he held the bamboo stick, "What did the emperor say?"

Glancing around, Lu Shenxing wiped off the layer of snow around the black cloth on Xin Liang's eyes, and teased, "He said we can get to whiteheads."

Xin Liang froze for a moment, the corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably.

Lu Shenxing held his cold hand, "Go back."

On a piece of white ground, two strings of footprints cling together, deep and shallow.

On New Year's Eve, thousands of houses in the city are brightly lit.

Xin Liang sat on the warm kang embroidering, with a serious expression on his face, Lu Shenxing stretched his neck to take a look, after so long, the lump is still the same.

"Do you know how you embroider?"

"It's still visible."

You are quite confident, Lu Shenxing grabbed Xin Liang's ankle, rubbed his thumb back and forth, and raised his lips, "Do you like me touching you like this?"

The big red silk thread suddenly went astray, the needle rubbed a mark on the cloth, and Xin Liang's steady breath was slightly messed up, "I don't like it."

Lu Shenxing's strength in his hands was neither light nor heavy, with a casual provocation.

"What a liar, I'll give you another chance, do you like it or not?"

Xin Liang turned her head, "I like it."

Lu Shenxing found that the curve of his ankle was beautiful, "Your body is much more honest than your mouth."

Xin Liang made a very soft sound from his nose, which seemed to be comfortable, but at the same time restrained.

"Doctor Liu gave me something at that time." Lu Shenxing stretched out his hand to wrap Xin Liang in his arms, and scratched the tip of his nose lightly with his index finger, "Let's see if it works."

Lu Shenxing lay down casually on the kang, letting Xin Liang sit on top of him.

"Military division, you are in command, and this general is in charge of the final attack."

Xin Liang stayed there with his limbs stiff for a while, stroking Lu Shenxing's face inch by inch with his hands, his cool fingertips slid from the center of his brows to the straight bridge of his nose, moving slowly, focusing on drawing his outline.

Squinting his eyes, Lu Shenxing's voice was different from before, "Did you touch the bamboo stick?"

Xin Liang swallowed her saliva, "...I touched it."

"Then pick it up and hold it in your hand." Lu Shenxing half closed his eyelids, breathing low and heavily, "Yes, that's it."

After a while, Xin Liang put down the bamboo stick, "Tired."

Lu Shenxing kicked him, his voice hoarse, "Military division, you can't do things halfway."

The corners of Xin Liang's lips twitched slightly, and he picked up the bamboo stick again.

The kang moved, and Lu Shenxing exhaled, and he pulled the great hero Xin Liang into his arms.

"I'll take you to the temple fair tomorrow morning."

Lu Shenxing kissed Xin Liang's reddened ear, moved it to his lips, rubbed it lightly and slowly, and simply pressed the back of his head to savor it carefully.

"That..." Xin Liang's intermittent voice escaped from between his lips and teeth, "Well... I'll..."

Lu Shenxing pinched Xin Liang's waist and kissed him deeply, his tone of command was full of desire and dissatisfaction, "Don't talk."

"Be careful...um...behind..."

As soon as Xin Liang's words fell, Lu Shenxing frowned and hissed, and pulled out the needle on his back, "Why didn't you tell me there was a needle on it?"

"I've always wanted to remind you." Xin Liang took a breath and said innocently, "You didn't let me say it."

"..." Lu Shenxing stretched out his arms, lying on the corpse, and the next moment he straightened up, holding down Xin Liang's hands and feet.

After playing with Xin Liang for a while, Lu Shenxing finally saw a bush of flowers. He groped forward with a bamboo stick to explore the way, but got stuck at the entrance.

The diameter was too small, so small that it didn't fit the normal proportions at all, Lu Shenxing gasped, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

No matter how beautiful the scenery inside was, he didn't have that life.

Xin Liang waited and waited, but before Lu Shenxing came to look for him, he asked what was the matter in a daze.

"Wait a minute, I just found the way." Lu Shenxing cursed violently in his heart, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his eyes were reddened, he couldn't get in.

"It's better to change another day."

Xin Liang hummed, but there was an aura of "I really want you to come in" from her hair to her toes.

The breath was so strong that Lu Shenxing couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. He rubbed his face hard, tried to stretch the bamboo stick in, and with all his strength, the bamboo stick seemed to make a creaking sound, shaking and trembling non-stop. , can be broken at any time.

I can't get in, I really can't get in.

then……

Lu Shen walked in.

Then, a scream almost lifted the roof off.

The servants in the mansion all woke up from their sleep, it was terrible, they couldn't hold back their eyelids, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Lu Shenxing huddled under the blanket, and Xin Liang huddled in his arms. Both of them were seriously injured, and they fully experienced what pain and happiness are.

Xin Liang touched Lu Shenxing soothingly, "I really didn't know that I would be different from others."

The person who should be immobilized is very energetic, but the person who should be alive and well looks weak instead.

Lu Shenxing glanced at the marks on Xin Liang's neck, his eyes darkened a little, he pulled up the quilt, and blocked Xin Liang's words behind the quilt.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is doomed to be cruel.

Since then, the entrance is still so small that it makes people despair, and the process is still so painful that every time I think about it, I feel endless aftertaste.

Xin Liang's fate changed because of Lu Shenxing, and the life trajectories of those around him were deviated.

In the 16th year of Changyuan, the emperor died, and the prince succeeded to the throne, changing the name of the country to Chengtian.

Eighty-year-old Xin Hongyuan was infatuated with a singer, and died one day in Wenrou Township.

Xin Weichen is the head of the family. After the death of King Jing, he followed a rich businessman and was taken in and out of the gambling house. Over time, he became addicted to gambling, and the entire Xin family was ruined by him.

The Xin family never came to look for Xin Liang, maybe they all know a simple truth.

In the past, you treated people indifferently, but today the other party is bound to treat you indifferently.

In Chengtian's 42 years, Lu Shenxing's body is still strong and strong, but Xinliang is much worse, his temples are white, he often gets sick for half a month, and the whole room is filled with the smell of medicine.

The day Xin Liang left was a sunny day. He said that he always dreamed about things from his childhood and wanted to visit his mother. Lu Shenxing agreed to accompany him to the grave.

On the way there, Xin Liang fell into a drowsy sleep, and sometimes it took a long time to wake up. When he woke up, he touched Lu Shenxing's face. His thin fingers stayed on his nose, eyes, and mouth over and over again. He vaguely knew something.

Weeds grow wildly on the grave, dancing with the wind.

Xin Liang touched the weeds and pulled them out one by one, but Lu Shenxing didn't help him.

"I kowtow to my mother."

Xin Liang's forehead touched the rough soil, and his nose was full of fragrance. He lowered his head lower, with a peaceful expression on his face.

Lu Shenxing on the side wondered why he still couldn't get up from his knees, his expression suddenly changed, his back slowly bent down, he picked him up, and went home.

Many people came in the hall, the old generals were all old, they were discussing Xin Liang's funeral there, all of them had sadness in their eyes.

Lu Shenxing's body was a little numb, he changed his posture and closed his eyes.

"General, why did you prepare two coffins?"

The old man on the chair closed his eyes and looked peaceful. Tong Yi took a step back in shock and fell to the ground.