There are always bad guys trying to kill me

The scenes that stay in memory are always unforgettable.In the three years in Nanmiao, even though Nanmiao King Muli allowed Huang Shang to call him by his first name, he still called him His Highness, as if reminding the other party of the gap between them all the time, which was full of power disputes and royal rivalry. Gentlemen meet and coexist peacefully, but they still can't put aside the forces behind them and pour out their thoughts from the bottom of their hearts.Yu Huangshang is the chaotic status quo of the palace and the hard work of the late emperor, while Yu Muli is the last will of the ancestors that the Nanmiao people have always guarded.

Through his bright green pupils, Muli inquired about the Sixth Highness under a completely different appearance. The meeting at this moment made him extremely emotional. The soul body that he could not find was shining brightly in front of him, which was more vivid than what he had imagined. The scene is even more beautiful.He can still clearly recall the Dark Tide when they first met.The wet water prison, the dimly glowing soul immersed in the water, the weak but stubborn royal envoy in the dark wooden cage, silently letting the dirty stagnant water corrode his delicate and luxurious clothes.

"What color is this? This king has never seen it before." He stepped on the shore, and his condescending question echoed in the cell. If it weren't for the pale but faint golden glow, he probably He would stretch out his feet and kick the wooden cage to see if the people inside were dead.

"Are you alive?" Murray said on purpose, raising his voice to order his attendants, "If he is dead, drag this unlucky bastard exiled by the emperor to the dam field, and treat it as a punishment for offending the gods , offering sacrifices to heaven and earth to appease the wrath of the gods."

"It's not exile." Although the prince from the dynasty was imprisoned for half a day, his voice was still quiet and he couldn't hear the panic.

Even if it was a lie, Mu Li felt at ease when he heard it, because the soul of the person in front of him was clean only when he had never been stained with murderous aura, unlike the other officials sent by the high and far court that day, which were full of filth. After seeing him once, he was kicked out.

Murli is very satisfied with his energetic state. The envoy sent by the dynasty will only give people a handle if he dies on his territory. He also encountered the strange fire from the sky that happened once in a hundred years in Nanmiao. meaning.

"The mouth is quite stubborn. Pull it out, it's easy to serve." After Murray ordered casually, he turned around and left, not caring about the prey that had already fallen into his hands.But when he said serving, of course, he didn't mean to serve well, it just changed the place of detention from a water prison to a remote courtyard of the Nanmiao Palace.

later……

Murray looked at the shining golden soul of the person in front of him. Compared with the pale and thin in his memory, he looked radiant. From his appearance, he could see that he was living a good life, with no heavy thoughts accumulated in his heart, and no day. The melancholy that Sun looked at the crescent moon, compared to the arrogance in the body he saw when he broke into the palace, this is the original Sixth Highness, calm and peaceful, like the rock on the top of Ge La Mountain, thousands of years old. Years never wavered.

"Your Highness." The man with an unfamiliar outline in front of him said familiar words to Huang Shang, "What I said back then was not a single lie, but you didn't believe it, how?"

"Your words are true, I believe you. But I have to go." The memory of tossing and turning in the dream came back to my heart, but the original bitterness turned into a sweetness worthy of aftertaste in time, maybe hiding in Nanmiao, He will not be recalled to the imperial court for the rest of his life, but without the hardships of step by step after returning to the imperial capital, he will not appear here in this life, and reunite with the later Muli.

"I want to ask you." The question that Huang Shang suppressed in his heart from the beginning and wanted to get an answer finally came out, "I will appear here, did you do it?"

"No." Muli decisively denied his question, stretched out his hand to signal Huang Shang to sit down, and then chose the seat in front of him to sit down, "It's only a legend of our family that it can help people jump out of reincarnation and live forever. You can't enter my carved stone in Tenglin to protect the reincarnation. I wanted to keep your soul and body, and bring it back in the jade jade to keep it beautiful, but when I went, the jade had already been broken, and I thought you were dead. The soul returned to heaven and earth, and became a ray of luck in the golden light of the palace."

Speaking of this, his weird smile is like the expression he would show every time he teases others and applauds them: "Your royal aura is too weak to be an emperor, but it is more than enough to be a sacrifice to the world. Your Highness , You were sacrificed to Haotian God by the mighty of the royal family, and in exchange for an extraordinary ghost and evil god."

He once said this, just like in a dream, Huang Shang was originally willing to sacrifice to lay the foundation and protect the prosperity of the Great Wei for a hundred years.But the words of ghosts and evil gods made Huang Shang frowned slightly, and a premonition emerged in his heart, as if he was a sequelae of watching too many time-travel dramas, and he couldn't help thinking of a possibility.

"What kind of evil god?"

"I've seen it," Murray said, with a sneer in his smile, his tone still implied.He praised, "Cowardly and bold, relying on the edict issued by the imperial order, it is weird every time. Even if I didn't realize it at the time, after so many years, I have seen the original appearance of those whimsical ideas with my own eyes, so , that evil new emperor should be the original owner of your body."

Consistent with what Huang Shang thought, since he was able to come here safely, then the original landlord must have gone to the place he wanted in his heart.

He trembled slightly in his heart, and asked aloud: "... how is the master of the country?"

"You didn't ask me, you didn't ask Jiangshan, you just asked that pious hypocrite." Mu Li put his hands on his lap and looked at Huang Shang leisurely, his expression was not angry, "Why should I tell you?"

"The national teacher is well, and the country will be happy and peaceful." Huang Shang knew this person's temper, and he always liked to choke on everything. This familiar attitude made him miss it very much. Although it seemed that thousands of years had passed, for him, It was just a brief separation in a few years, "I was wrong, I guess it should be good for you to establish yourself as king here."

What he said was right, even if there was any sadness in Mu Li, after the long river of time washed away, it all faded into a trace in his heart, recalling it with a little melancholy, and then turned around and was replaced by brand new things.

"Your Highness, the national teacher is very good, and your country is very good. Even the person in the body can live a happy and smooth life as he pleases." Muli slightly let go of the fading feelings in his heart, like a calm bystander who witnessed the whole process, " I have watched the country for you for ten years, and the weather is smooth and there are no more disasters. The rest can be called a sentence..."

"The world is peaceful, the prosperous age Mingjun." Muli replied lightly to Huang Shang's doubts, and did not want to mention those things in the past. After decades of watching, he had already become indifferent in his heart. Only a while ago he really felt it. The heart started beating again, and blood still circulated in the body.

"Since we meet again, we shouldn't talk about these disappointing things anymore." Murray shook the champagne in his hand and looked at him thoughtfully, "I heard that you have the habit of not being able to sleep without drinking champagne?"

When he said this, he had a hint of a smile, as if he had insight into all Huang Shang's thoughts: "I don't know if my waiter has served you well."

"Muri." Huang Shang put aside all curiosity to inquire, and said directly, "I want to take him away."

Murray raised his eyebrows, not surprised that he said this: "What kind of close relative or friend is this?"

Huang Shang said simply and bluntly: "That is my partner's eldest brother, and naturally my elder brother. It is not appropriate for him to be trapped here."

Murray refused very straightforwardly: "No. He is not trapped, he is invited here."

"The way you invite people to be guests is probably not in line with the status of a master." Huang Shang expected such an answer. After all, Murray has always had such a character. He will never let go of what he controls easily.

"There is a little misunderstanding here." Murray looked out of the window and said leisurely as if recalling something, "I sincerely invite him, but he would rather be a servant than my guest. Since you object , then I will not let him continue to do these chores."

"I will send him home, but not now." Murray made a promise, and asked back: "In Nanmiao, how I treat you is naturally how I treat him."

Except for the unhappiness of meeting for the first time, they got along well, only when they parted ways, they had disputes, but Huang Shang still said mercilessly: "You are the best friend in my heart, but you like to think of surprising ways to make people frightened, I often curse you secretly, just because you are too wild and unruly."

Huang Shang is well aware of Muli's personality preferences. He has seen too many weird tricks. Muli has always been keen to use these little-known things to make people suspicious and entertain him. Playing a role sent by the dynasty to please Nan Miao Wang, but there is nothing he can do.

"I'm not free in a different place. I'm homesick. You make fun of me from time to time. I still feel that it hurts the friendship when I think about it. Since you are inviting your elder brother to be a guest, you should think twice and don't be too willful."

Huang Shang recalled the huge stone engraved with the family emblem in the center of the Tenglin map. He was once trapped by Muri in the sacrificial center of that tribe in the middle of the night. His congealed and blackened blood was just the blood shed by the priest from the livestock, and it was another mockery, which made him restless in his dreams.

"Elder brother is an elder brother after all, and the treatment he received is really extraordinary. I can get a reprimand from you." Mu Li smiled and understood the meaning of Huang Shang's words. A person who had endured without saying a word, actually put these words in front of others for the sake of others. On the bright side, he said, "I am no longer the original King of Nanmiao. I am just a shrimp and crab trapped in a corner. You don't have to worry about him. I can't just let him go with you so easily, but I won't either. Really embarrass him."

Huang Shang looked at his smile, frank and straightforward, even with his assurance, the worry in his heart was still not reduced by half.

"why?"

Murray stared at Huang Shang for a long time before slowly saying, "Because I'm used to drinking a glass of champagne before going to bed, and I can't do without him."

The author has something to say:

Huang Shang: ... What you said is so reasonable that I am speechless.

Jin Jian: Take your champagne and roll it round for me.