The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

The person who sent the message was Ling Xiao, the guard next to King Nan. Hearing this, he really felt a little redundant and ridiculous, so he couldn't help chuckling: "The little prince returned to the capital with the prince and concubine."

"I'm not asking this, I'm asking, what is he doing now?" Gu Shibai threw himself in front of Ling Xiao, raised his head, stared at Ling Xiao closely with those dark brown eyes, stretched out his hand and tugged Ling Xiao sleeve: "Can you help me bring him a sentence?"

"What?" Ling Xiao couldn't help but asked patiently.

"Forget it, I want to talk to him myself, can you take me to see him?" Gu Shibai suddenly changed his focus, pulled Ling Xiao's clothes and begged, Ling Xiao looked at Gu behind with some embarrassment Fulin and Yang Youyun, after all, the child's parents didn't nod, and he couldn't follow his wish, but fortunately, Gu Fulin and his wife, who have always loved their children, turned their heads and looked at each other, and finally acquiesced.

Mu Qianli sat on the sand dunes outside the town, staring at the junction of the desert and the red clouds. After reuniting with his parents, he felt that staying in the inn was very boring, so he sneaked out and sat not far from the town. I was in a daze on a sand dune at the place; I don’t know where Ling Xiao’s supernatural power came from, but he took Gu Shibai to find it here.

"Little prince." Ling Xiao pulled out Gu Shibai who was hiding behind him, and pushed him in front of Mu Qianli: "He has something to tell you."

"Sit down first." Mu Qianli patted the sand beside him, and continued to prop his head up to look at the sunset in the sky.

"What is the little prince thinking?" Gu Shibai asked with his head. He wanted to call Ah Qian, but after thinking about it, he called him the little prince. Mu Qianli turned his head and looked at him in surprise. After a while, he snorted. , don't look away: "It's none of your business."

"Little lord, the lord and concubine can't find you. I must be very anxious. I'll go back and report your news to the lord first. After you play for a while, come back with Young Master Gu." Ling Xiao looked at the lights and lit the lights. small town, turned around and exhorted.

"Okay, you go first, I'll be back in a while." Mu Qianli nodded, and after watching Ling Xiao's figure go away, he turned his gaze back to the sand in the distance.

"What are you thinking?" Gu Shibai asked again, this time he didn't call the little prince, Mu Qianli's fine eyelashes trembled, and after a long silence, he lowered his head: "I was thinking... why did Kuduo die? He obviously has the intention of submitting."

"Maybe the brothers in his gang don't want to." Gu Shibai guessed.

"But isn't he the leader of the gang?" Gu Qianli turned his head to look at Gu Shibai, his dark blue eyes were full of doubts; but Gu Shibai didn't know the reason, so he could only stare at him blankly; Seeing that there was no movement from him, Mu Qianli could only turn his face away and sighed in disappointment, and said to himself: "Maybe there is some difficulty..."

"By the way, don't you have something to tell me?" Mu Qianli turned his thoughts away, thinking of Shen Cong's words before, and asked.

"I..." Gu Shibai suddenly lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, and then raised his head and asked, "You...will you forget me?" , illuminating his dazzling eyes.

"I don't know." Mu Qianli raised the corner of his mouth slightly, propped himself on the sand, leaned his body back, and said lightly, "Maybe, I will forget you once I return to the capital."

"Then... Do I count as your friend?" Gu Shibai continued to ask.

"I don't know." I don't know this sentence. Mu Qianli said it with absolute certainty. After a moment of silence, he turned his head and looked tentatively at Gu Shibai with dark blue eyes: "But I should be your friend, right?" ? You shouldn't forget me, right?"

Gu Shibai slowly clenched his hands on the sandy ground, he also wanted to be like Mu Qianli, who said he didn't know in a calm manner, but he couldn't say it, he could only stare at Mu Qianli quietly, After a long time, he suddenly said, "Do you want to see Moyang Flower?"

"It's already past the flowering period." Mu Qianli supported Xiahan, lowered his head and used his fingers to scribble randomly on the sand. Hearing this, he smiled slightly.

"Go now, maybe it's still too late." Gu Shibai stood up and stretched out his hand to Mu Qianli. The moonlight made his figure reflected on the sand stretched out, and he spoke again in a flat voice unlike him: "It's up to you dare……"

"Why don't you dare?" Mu Qianli smiled disdainfully. After this incident, they seemed to have grown up a lot; the boy who was half a head taller than him and born half a day earlier was stronger and taller than when they first met ;He stood in the cold wind, as if all the wind and frost were resisted behind him, and what was left to him was always an outstretched hand; it seemed that as long as he held it, the owner of that hand would lead him to go. Wander freely around the world, look at the bright moon on the cliffs of the sky, the tides in the four seas, turn over thousands of hills and mountains, and see the desert sun flowers blooming everywhere in the wilderness.

Mu Qianli looked at Gu Shibai's outstretched hand, stared at it for a long time, finally put his own hand in Gu Shibai's hand, let Gu Shibai hold his hand tightly, and ran to the sand dunes further away under the west wind and bright moon .

All the way through wind and dust and sand, I don’t know how many sand dunes have been turned over. A new round of sunrise slowly rises from the clouds, casting a layer of clear light on the distant sand mountains. Gu Shibai pulls Mu Qianli to stop sweating in the sun above the dunes.

"Are you still going?" Mu Qianli let go of Gu Shibai's hand, squatted on the sand, wiped the little sweat on his neck, and looked into the distance at the layers of sand mountains.

"Let's go." Gu Shibai turned his head back, his brows were slightly frowned, and his exquisite facial features became more clear and vigorous under the thin sun; he bent down, and the sunlight cut out his silhouette, shallow Wrapping his whole body, he stretched out his hand to Mu Qianli, panting slightly but said more firmly: "Let's go."

"Let's go." Mu Qianli stretched out his hand to loosen the neckline, held Gu Shibai's hand and stood up again: "Maybe when the sun sets, we will arrive."

The setting sun seems to be just a moment on the paper. They stood under the high sand dunes and raised their heads to look at the quiet and solemn sand dunes. Opening and closing, like quicksand sliding.

Gu Shibai clasped Mu Qianli's hand silently, raised his hand and pointed to the back of the sand dune: "Cross this sand hill, and you should be there."

The west wind passed through the narrow space under the sand mountain, blowing their clothes, making a slight crisp sound, Mu Qianli raised his hand to block the wind and dust in his hand, and followed Gu Shibai to climb up the sand dune.

The setting sun deflects, flowing from the front of the sand dunes to the other side that is hidden deep. As Gu Shibai said, there are endless groups of desert sun flowers, and the westerly wind blows the decaying flowers. Small flowers with yellow stamens fall from the withered branches like dead butterflies.

When the westerly wind subsided, the two children holding hands finally climbed to the top of the sand dunes. Their clothes were soaked with hot sweat, and before they had time to breathe, they looked at the shallow valley under the sand dunes; Gu Shibai was stunned for a while, then suddenly let go of Mu Qianli's hand, and walked slowly towards the shallow valley full of residual flowers.

Mu Qianli followed behind him, the westerly wind blew so hard that the corners of his eyes hurt, he stepped forward, and took Gu Shibai's hand: "Let's go back."

"But you haven't seen it yet..." Gu Shibai's voice was low, and a tear quickly fell from his drooping eyelashes: "We seem to be late."

"I know." Mu Qianli nodded, and looked sideways at Gu Shibai's expression. A drop of tear fell down, as if hitting his heart, causing his chest to ache. He stretched out his hand and patted Gu Shibai's shoulder, and comforted him very generously: "Okay, we're not little girls, why bother crying over these flowers?"

"But you haven't seen it yet." Gu Shibai spoke unwillingly, propped up his chin angrily, and sat in the shade of the ruined flowers, with an expression of grievance everywhere, repeating the sentence just now: "You haven't seen it yet." I see."

"I don't really want to see it." Mu Qianli snorted, he really didn't understand why Gu Shibai was so persistent in showing him these Moyang flowers, and now he was sitting on the sand like a little daughter-in-law, Suppressing tears, he couldn't help but feel pitiful and funny, so he simply sat on the sand with Gu Shibai, reached out and patted his shoulder to persuade him: "Besides, I might come back in the future."

"Will you come back?" Gu Shibai asked, but then he remembered what Mu Qianli said while sitting on the sand dune yesterday, and shook his head while asking himself: "No, you won't come back."

"..." Mu Qianli was silent for a moment, and for a long time, he really couldn't think of other words to comfort Gu Shibai, so he could only watch the bright moon in the sky with him; Shrinking slightly; Gu Shibai couldn't help turning his head to look at him, and suddenly took off his own clothes and put them on for him; but seeing that there was only a single shirt left on Gu Shibai's body, he quickly declined: "No, no need. "

"Don't you think of me as a friend?" Gu Shibai suddenly popped out a sentence without thinking, and the hand covering him stopped in mid-air. After a long time, seeing that he didn't answer, he asked again: "You Do you consider me your friend?"

Gu Shibai's expression was extremely solemn, and Mu Qianli was stunned for a long time before he finally realized that the hands holding his arms slowly tightened; he raised his head and looked at Gu Shibai quietly, the sudden cold wind stopped, and the quiet Only the sound of quicksand at night is left in the valley.