Long Song Wanli Dingshan River

Chang Ge paused for a moment, then lightly stroked Zhu Zheng's hand, and said softly, "You and I... have already agreed."

He wanted to pick up the tortoise shells on the ground, but Zhu Zheng suddenly snatched away the small box containing the tortoise shells, and he wanted to throw it clean immediately.

"—You fall now," Chang Ge steadied his breath a little, and tried his best to speak steadily, "You fall now, and the number of broken pieces counts. There are four in the pot, is it an even number."

If the number of cracked tortoise shells is even, the game is won by Chang Ge.

The small fou that was originally held high by Zhu Zheng slowly fell down.

Zhu Zheng's fingers were holding on to the edge of the small fou, and he heard a crisp sound. He unconsciously used too much force, and the fou was actually broken into pieces. Blood from hands.

Chang Ge hid her hand in her sleeve and pinched it several times, but in the end she squatted down slightly.He tore his sleeves, and gently wrapped the fiery red soft sleeves around the back of Zhu Zheng's hands, trying to wrap up the wounds on his hands.

He had just picked up the pieces, and the fiery red soft cloth was wrapped around his wrist, but Zhu Zheng grabbed his wrist tightly.

The fragment pierced deeply, and Zhu Zheng's hands were covered in blood. He grabbed onto his wrist, and his hands and wrists were covered in blood. Chang Ge tried to grab it, but Zhu Zheng grabbed him even tighter: "Don't? Go? Chang Ge."

Zhu Zheng put his cheek on the back of his hand, saying goodbye over and over again, saying no matter what, there will always be a solution, but in the end he couldn't even complete the words, and he still held him tightly hands, refused to let go.

Chang Ge lowered his head, stroked down his wrist, drew out his left hand, and wrapped Zhu Zheng's hand together.

During this process, Chang Ge did not dare to stare at him, let alone respond to his few words.

After wrapping it up, he kept silent and picked up the remaining tortoise shells on the ground one by one into the small box.And Zhu Zheng has been sitting facing him, watching him intently.

After shaking the small fou three times, he flipped it upside down to the ground. He gently opened the small fou, and the nine tortoise shells, which were as big as palms and as small as palms, were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

"one two Three……"

Chang Ge divided the tortoise shells with cracks into one pile, and the ones without cracks into another pile. Every time a cracked one was encountered, he counted it. After counting all of them, Chang Ge checked it again and said: "Six."

In fact, there is no need to count so carefully, there are only three tortoise shells on the side without cracks, which can be swept away at a glance.

"Six is ​​an even number, it seems that it is God's will to separate you and me..." Chang Ge sat upright, he didn't dare to look back at Zhu Zheng, and just lowered his head slightly, "After I leave, sir... Weekdays? Don’t work too much, remember to add clothes when it’s late at night, and don’t criticize melodies by the window. After Chang Ge, there are only three wishes.”

He slightly faced Zhu Zheng, crossed his hands, and bowed deeply: "I wish the rivers and rivers will last forever."

The second prayer: "Two wishes to the world? Tai Ding."

In the last prostration, Chang Ge calmed down and saluted solemnly: "Three wishes to my king... ten thousand years."

When Xiangyang was first established, Chang Ge mentioned these three wishes. To this day, his wish is still the same as that time, and a single word has not changed.

After the ceremony, Chang Ge quickly got up and left Zhu Zheng as if he was running away.Who knows that before he took three steps, a tiny silver thread flashed in front of him, and then the thread quickly gathered and stopped three inches away from him.

Chang Ge lowered his eyes, and there was a cold arc flashing quietly.

This is the thread of breaking love. This thread is too sharp and tough. If Chang Ge takes another step forward, he will definitely be hurt by this thread.

As soon as he took a step, the strings vibrated, and a sentence came from behind: "Chang Ge!"

Chang Ge turned a deaf ear and went straight forward?: "Sir, in this life, I know you, accompany you, know you, Chang Ge... I have no regrets in this life."

He said softly, "It's just? Too many delusional thoughts will only mess up the heartstrings."

Chang Ge wanted to take another step, but the love-breaking thread suddenly tightened and stuck to his clothes, stopping at an extremely dangerous balance.

Any closer, and he might be deeply cut by the broken love thread.

"……gentlemen."

Chang Ge finally turned his head, and the strings of unrequited love that encircled him crisscrossed behind him, extending to Zhu Zheng's jade-like fingertips stroking the strings.

The broken love thread didn't hurt Chang Ge in the slightest, but because of holding on for a long time, Zhu Zheng's finger was full of blood, and the blood fell down in strands along the thread.

If the stalemate goes on like this, Chang Ge can't get out. It's a small matter, and the husband's fingers may be hurt badly.

Chang Ge stopped at the same place, and persuaded with kind words: "Sir, let go, it's the end. Since you already know the reason, at least... let me finish the world and leave without regret."

Zhu Zheng drooped his eyelashes and shook his head very slightly, but the silk thread in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, and blood beads fell down along the thread, as if covered with coral beads.

That appearance made Chang Ge's heart wrenching.But the matter has come to this point, if it should be broken, it should be broken, and the lingering is the big taboo.

Chang Ge lightly drew his sword.

Hearing a clear and clear sound of cracking the sky, the love thread covered with blood drops was suddenly cut off, and the red bean-like blood beads condensed in the air for a moment and scattered all over the ground.

Chang Singer is holding the big Sima sword, and there are still a few curls of silk thread on the edge of his sword.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound from the ground, and the dark black jade swallow fell heavily on the ground, splitting into four and half.

Just when Chang Ge had just cut off the thread of love, he accidentally cut off the ribbon tied with Hengshan Mocui on the robe, and the black jade carving of the black bird fell and shattered completely.

The sound of broken jade completely defeated Zhu Zheng. He took a step back and looked down at the split Hengshan Mocui, his eyes full of sadness.

Zhu Zheng lowered his body slowly, and with his blood-soaked hands, he picked up the jade fragments one by one, not even the tiniest fragment was missed.

After collecting all the debris, Zhu Zheng held the jet-black broken jade in his heart and stepped forward lightly. Unexpectedly, a long sword came across and pointed directly at his throat.

Chang Ge held up the big Sima sword and pointed it at him, preventing him from coming forward.And the tip of the sword hanging in front of him was trembling uncontrollably.

Zhu Zheng gave a very light laugh, and took a step forward. The sword was startled and immediately stepped back a little. Chang Ge deliberately raised his voice: "Don't...don't go forward again!"

Zhu Zheng just turned a deaf ear and took another step forward.

The sword trembled more violently, and Chang Ge said anxiously: "When you gave the sword? How did you say that? If you make half a mistake, I will use this sword to stab you and hold you hostage! You...you are not joking." !"

"I haven't forgotten." Zhu Zheng said in a low voice, "I also said that in all the world, only Qing can wield this sword."

He lowered his eyebrows and continued to move forward. Chang Ge retreated again and again. Seeing that Zhu Zheng was approaching, Chang Ge was about to be unable to stop him. He was anxious and worried, and said forcefully: "You ...Stand back, I...I really can stab."

Zhu Zheng's footsteps stopped lightly, he slowly raised his eyes, and stared straight at Chang Ge: "I...wasn't wrong! Why did you have to retreat!"

After speaking, he slightly raised his lower jaw, facing the edge of the sword, and took a big step forward.

The tip of the sword was about to pierce Zhu Zheng's snow-white neck, but with a bang, the big Sima Jian was thrown far away, rolling a foot away from the two of them.

Chang Ge has been forced to the side of the gauze curtain, and is about to escape into the darkness. The flames dance in his clear eyes, eagerly.

Chang Ge's eye circles were already flushed red, if he went any further, he would be defeated.

He originally wanted to bid farewell to him, and then go to the northern border alone, but he was forced to move forward or retreat, no matter whether he went or stayed, his heart was cut like a knife.

What is Chang Ge after all? Didn't wait? He took another step and completely collapsed.

"...the minister...hate the king!"

His ending sound was broken already, like a defeated soldier? He lifted the curtain and quickly sank into the darkness of the outer hall.

Zhu Zheng sat sadly on the ground, and when Chang Ge left? The gauze curtain that was lifted was still slightly swaying, sending some fragrance from his body, the fire in the hall crackled and burst out some sparks, and the sweet wine was also slightly boiling.

A moment ago, Chang Ge gently gave him an elbow, and smiled and scolded him for being too bad. A moment later, things were different.

The sound of Jin Ge came from the door soon, followed by Chang Ge shouting loudly: "I am the leader of the four kingdoms, big? Zhou Zhaowu Jun Chang Ge, who dares to stop me!"

There was a quick sound of running in the hall. It should be that the guards at the gate came in to ask Zhu Zheng's opinion. Before the footsteps could reach the gauze curtain, Zhu Zheng said, "...let him go?"

"This……"

"Gu Shuo, let him go?!"

When the guard heard it, the tone, at least, was thunderous and furious.He didn't dare to say a word, and hurriedly retreated to the outside of the hall. Before he had retreated a few steps, he heard Zhu Zheng's order again: "...Remove all the people outside the hall, and leave tomorrow."

The guard hurriedly responded.

Outside the gate of the palace, there was a sound of clashing weapons. It should be? The spear blocking the gate of the palace moved out of the way. After a while of silence, the sound of footsteps going away could be heard.

Chang Ge should be? Completely left.

Zhu Zheng sat on the ground, desperately trying to put together the shattered Hengshan Mocui, but his hands trembled violently, and his heart was in a mess. How could a simple four-petal broken jade Can't fight back.

At this moment, there were a few very light knocking sounds from the entrance of the hall, and Zhu Zheng suddenly raised his head: "Chang Ge?"

There was a moment of silence at the door, and then came a slightly calm voice, but it was completely different from Chang Ge: "Sir, is it? Me."

As the visitor spoke, he took a step forward, and the guard at the gate shouted loudly: "You are not allowed to enter without an edict!"

Zhu Zheng was not in the hall and did not say a word.At this moment? At this moment, he is not in the mood to see anyone.

Bai Suzi raised his voice a little outside the hall: "I have a plan to save Chang Ge!"

As soon as the sound came out, the entire Jinxi Hall was eerily silent for a moment.

Zhu Zheng cold? Voice: "Let him in."

When Bai Suzi stepped into the gate of the hall, he felt that the big hall was empty and dark, and there was a cold wind blowing through the hall on both sides, making it even more desolate.

A light golden gauze curtain hangs at the entrance of the inner hall, and the flames inside it are flickering, illuminating Zhu Zheng's figure indistinctly.

Bai Suzi lowered his head and hurried forward? Before the gauze curtain, he stroked his robe and saluted: "Cao Min, I have met the Emperor Zhou."

The gold threads on the gauze curtain shone with golden light, Zhu Zheng seemed to be wearing a black royal attire, his long raven-colored hair was flowing down, and was splashed with a magnificent luster by the flames.

Zhu Zheng's voice was cold and calm: "Pingshen."

Bai Suzi got up, and went straight to the point: "The general's current condition, if you don't pay attention to it, it will be about mid-autumn. According to the best situation, you won't be able to survive this winter."

With the light behind his back, Zhu Zheng looked dark and gloomy. He responded and asked, "The solution?"

"...I am? I have a plan, but the general will definitely not accept this plan, so I can only come to Mr.—"

Bai Suzi lowered his head deeply, and before he finished speaking, the gauze curtain in front of him was lifted, and the overlapping and hanging hem of the clothes was first exposed at the bottom of the gauze curtain. Holding a few petals of dark black jade pieces.

One of the pieces of broken jade was in the shape of a bird's wing, which reminded Bai Suzi that he had seen such a black jade pendant on Chang Ge's waist.

The quality of these pieces of jade is peculiar, without the streamer of ordinary black jade, Bai Suzi's heart moved: "Sir, can you lend me a look at this jade?"

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