Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

In this regard, Song Qingyuan, who has been loved by animals of all sizes since childhood, expressed dissatisfaction.

"It's that valley." Lian Ti was setting up a tent, and when he heard the other party's tone obviously different from before, he responded with a smile.

Not only that, the other party was still setting up the tent, explaining to Song Qingyuan the reason why he repeatedly hit a wall in front of Hai Dongqing.

"One day, Ubud was resting in the garden, and Daju suddenly pounced on him for no reason. According to the servant in charge of feeding him, Ubud was so frightened that day that his feathers exploded. Daju smelled like His Highness. , That beast has a strong grudge, so it's normal to ignore His Highness."

Ubud is the name of that sea dongqing.

Song Qingyuan didn't expect that he and Ubud still had these connections, so he recalled it dumbfoundingly, only to find that Ubud's attitude towards him seemed to have changed suddenly in a certain day.

Unexpectedly, it was Daju who stirred up it.

Song Qingyuan gritted his teeth angrily, and unilaterally decided to break off friendship with Daju for a week.

After figuring out the reason, he set the fire together with Lian Ti with a strange sense of relief.

After all, when I used to drive to the grasslands of Kenya to watch wild animals migrate, I would be chased by passing leopards.

Now that he suddenly meets Ubu who is cold to him, it is inevitable that he will feel a little bit disappointed.

After the fire was lit, Song Qingyuan got into the tent.

Tomorrow he will go to the valley, maybe he can have a wonderful relationship with another young and handsome sea dongqing.He had to recharge his batteries today.

For a long time before falling asleep, whether eating or talking, he had obvious pleasure on his face.

Such an expression was hard to see on Song Qingyuan's face, who had always been calm and introverted.But Lian Ti wasn't even half surprised, and instead followed his words and talked a lot about the scenery in the snow-capped mountains.

When Song Qingyuan stood in front of the valley of his dreams the next day, he couldn't hold on to the joy he had yesterday.

The valley is indeed as Lian Ti said, even in winter it is as lush and beautiful as midsummer.

But it would have been nice if he hadn't been looking down from a distant perch.

The place where they stood was separated from the valley by hills one after another, and each hill was covered by dense forests and many layers of shrubs and vines without exception.

Song Qingyuan looked at the person behind him with the last bit of hope, and asked in a low tone: "Your Majesty, is there a way to go down here?"

Lian Ti didn't speak, but the look in his eyes said everything——

Can't go down, there is no way.

Song Qing looked down disbelievingly, and after a while, he finally admitted that Lian Ti was right——

Really can't go down, there is no way.

"How did the king's sea dongqing come about?" He was now full of this question.

Lian Ti pursed his lips, and said somewhat unnaturally: "Ubu... He flew up by himself."

Listen to this is human words?

Song Qingyuan waved his hand, his fragile heart could no longer bear any damage.

"Then why didn't your majesty tell me yesterday?"

It was obviously a complaining tone, but because of the slightly imperceptible ending, it showed a softness that didn't match his whole temperament.

If you had to use one word to describe it, the person who heard it would probably choose the word "Jiaochen".

At a place Song Qingyuan didn't notice, Lian Ti's hand on the saber was clenched and then loosened, and this was repeated several times.

Finally, he raised his hand to cover his lips, and smiled softly, "Isn't this king afraid that His Highness will be angry, so he didn't say anything."

Song Qingyuan turned his head and glanced at him.

Do you think you won't be angry if you say it now?

Seeing that the beautiful fate that he fantasized about yesterday has all disappeared, so even the most beautiful scenery has lost its appeal to Song Qingyuan.

He glanced down one last time, then turned without hesitation, and left the sad place.

Going further up, the temperature gradually dropped, and a vast expanse of white color appeared in front of my eyes.

Years of snow is not as fluffy and fluffy as ordinary snow. Instead, it has a hard but elastic touch when stepped on.

Song Qingyuan stepped on the snow with some curiosity, feeling this wonderful feeling.

The top of the mountain is a flat and open place, Song Qingyuan handed the rein to Lian Ti very naturally, and walked directly into the distance.

The afternoon sun shone on the snow, and every grain of snow shone with tiny rays of light.

When he stepped on it, it was like stepping into shining crumbs of stars.

"Why is there a tombstone here?"

At first, Song Qingyuan thought it was a snow hill.It wasn't until he went around to the back that he realized that there was actually a tomb standing in the vast snow field.

The writing on the tombstone was covered by broken snow, Song Qingyuan feared that he would be disrespectful to the dead in the tomb, so he didn't brush off the snow, but took a few steps back.

"Your Highness, be careful."

Lian Ti didn't know when he got behind Song Qingyuan, so he quickly reached out to give him a hand.

Just now Song Qingyuan accidentally stepped on a few pieces of gravel and slipped.

If he didn't give him a hand when he even mentioned it, he might really fall over.

His own wrist was still clenched in Lian Ti's hand, and the other's palm was wide and well-defined, and his cool fingertips rubbed against Song Qingyuan's skin, which made him think of the broken ice hanging on the pines and cypresses for some reason.

Song Qingyuan didn't know where these inexplicable thoughts in his head came from, curled his fingers unnaturally, and said softly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, I'm fine."

"Your Highness, were you scared by the tomb just now?" Lian Ti helped him up, looked at the tombstone in front of him, and asked.

Song Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and shook his head.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid." Lian Ti thought he was unwilling to admit it, so he took a few steps forward, brushed off the snow on the tombstone, and turned around, "This is the tomb of Queen Suo Zhu."

"Queen Suozhu?" This was really beyond his expectation, and Song Qingyuan couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

His impression of Queen Suozhu was still in the two conversations he had with Liandi and Amur when he was in the Muhe tribe. He did not expect to see Queen Suozhu's tomb here.

"Exactly." Lian Ti nodded, "I happened to be here today, so I wanted to pay my respects."

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan knew that it was not suitable to stay here any longer, so he found an excuse of "going to have a look elsewhere" and hurriedly left the tomb of Queen Suozhu.

"I'm cautious, I don't want to be contaminated with anything." Lianti glanced at his leaving back with a half-smile, and sighed in a low, inaudible voice.

Said it was worship, but in fact he didn't prepare anything special.After pouring a jug of sake around the tomb of Queen Soju, the worship ended.

Queen Suozhu liked to be quiet when she was alive, and doing so was the most in line with her wishes.

"When the Gesang flowers bloom, I will pick them for the queen." With a smile on his face, Lian Ti turned and left the tomb.

"Didn't Your Highness be quite curious about the queen's affairs before? Why is it that you keep a respectful distance now?"

Lian Ti saw Song Qingyuan who was admiring the scenery with his hands in his hands not far away, stepped forward and teased.

Song Qingyuan, who was poked in his mind for a while, pursed his lips in a little helplessness.

He did have some doubts about this matter before.Because no matter it was the cause of Queen Suozhu's death, the actions of the former King Mobei, or the attitude of Amur, they were all unreasonable in his eyes.

But he didn't want to get too entangled in Mobei, so he chose to avoid it.

Everything he did in Mobei followed his own set of principles.

When I first came to Mobei, I went out to investigate everyone, just to confirm their position.

After that, he devoted himself to the development of Mobei, but did not interfere with other affairs of Mobei.

Seeing that Song Qingyuan was silent, Lian Ti smiled casually, "I told Your Highness before that the reason for Queen Suo Zhu's death is a secret buried forever underground. Now Your Highness can choose whether to know this secret or not. "

Song Qingyuan looked at Lian Ti silently, his eyes were as clear as ever.

He who knows the most often dies the earliest.

He obviously had countless reasons to refuse.For example, the death of Queen Suozhu involved many secrets of the royal family at first glance, and I knew it might not be a good thing.

Another example is that I and Lian Ti are just a cooperative relationship, so there is no need to involve too much.

But Song Qingyuan, who knew this well, finally nodded in a strange way.

Maybe it was because the sun was so bright today that it made him abandon his rationality that he was proud of, or maybe he almost fell down just now, which made him a little flustered.

What's more, Lian mentioned that since he came to Mobei, he has been moved by his undefended trust in himself...

In short, Song Qingyuan just sat quietly on the Wolf God Snow Mountain, and Ting Lianti revealed the dusty past for him.

"The day Queen Suozhu passed away was just like now, a rare sunny day in winter."

"Actually, the queen was already seriously ill at that time. So I don't think the death of the queen has anything to do with the harem battle, as many people speculated."

"But Queen Suozhu didn't die of illness, but committed suicide."

When he said this, Lian Ti tilted his head and glanced at Song Qingyuan, and the other party showed an unexpected look as expected.

Lian Ti smiled and said, "Shocked, isn't it?"

"It's really shocking." Song Qingyuan nodded.

"The Muhe tribe at that time was not like what it is now. They lived in a place where there was not enough water and grass, and they were close to the Southern Zhou Dynasty."

The author says:

Queen Suozhu: That's why you came to worship me, but only took a sip of wine?

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I know it's a bit immoral to get stuck here, but today I accidentally got an iron nail on my hand, and the wound was about a centimeter deep, and it hurts.

It took a lot of effort to do this with one hand, and it hurt so badly that I couldn't do it anymore...

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!