【Execution】Order of Folding Flowers

Chapter 1】

April in Wangcheng is a good season, and the willows on the shore of Yingzhou are full of the bud color of a tree, adding the first touch of fresh green of Tianquan.

"Zhi Ming!"

In the distance, Murong Li waved to the people on the shore, then jumped off the boat nimbly, landed on the shore, holding a Xiao in his hand, and happily approached him.

"There are no rules." Zhi Ming poked him on the head with his fingertips, took him into his arms, and asked, "Why did you think of asking me to come here today?"

What he was talking about was Yuzhao Mountain, which went down along the moat, all the way to the south, and the barrier of the king's capital was erected high outside.With Yu Zhao here, Tianquan sits and enjoys peace and contentment, becoming the most powerful country among the four countries.

"Zhiming, let's go spring hunting!"

Murong Li was obviously very happy, and pulled Zhi Ming to board the boat, muttering as he walked, "You promised to raise a deer for me last year..."

deer?What deer?

Zhi Ming was stunned, and looked at Murong Li in a daze: "A Li... isn't that deer dead?"

"died?"

Murong Li stopped and looked back at him, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you die?"

Yeah, dead isn't it?

The deer had a bad temper and rushed out of the deer park where it was raised, and injured his brother.The old general was annoyed for a while, so he gave Murong Li a scolding, beat the deer to death and threw it to the back mountain.

Murong Li... Thinking of this person, Zhi Ming frowned slightly.

But Ali who saw him suddenly raised his face, and asked with tears all over his face: "Zhi Ming, why don't you want me anymore?"

How could I not want you?

Silly Ali.

Zhi Ming reached out his hand to wipe away those tears for him, but he couldn't seem to touch the person in front of him no matter what.

"Ari?"

He didn't catch anyone, but he stepped on the ground and fell into the river——

"Ari!"

When I woke up from the nightmare, it was almost ugly.The room was so dark that there was not even a glimmer of light.

Zhi Ming held his forehead, his headache was splitting, his mind was full of his A Li's face full of despair.

"Your Highness?"

A faint inquiry sounded from beside him, and then there was a slight movement.

Murong Li didn't dare to touch Zhi Ming, so he sat up along the edge of the bed, gently pulled up the bed beside him, and saw Zhi Ming's unparalleled handsome profile through the few rays of moonlight coming in from the window.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

"...Go away!"

After realizing who the person beside him was, Zhi Ming felt a surge of anger in his heart, and raised his hand to slap him.

Murongli is weak, he can't compare to Zhiming who practiced martial arts since childhood.

This sudden slap was so powerful that Murong Li lost his focus and fell off the bed, his right cheek was instantly scorched hot.

Murong Li covered his face, lowered his head and hid himself in the darkness for a long time without making a sound.That slap was really hard, it made his ears a little deaf, and his eyes were blurred for a moment.

For a long time, Zhi Ming concealed the murderous look in his eyes, and got off the bed with bare feet, regardless of whether the cold air would invade his body at night.

"Ants attached to the nest should learn to behave well."

Zhi Ming looked at Murongli, as if he was looking at a dead object.

The brocade sash that tied his hair fell to nowhere because of his talents, and his long hair spread out like a waterfall, as if it merged with his whole body into the night.

Murong Li pursed his lips tightly, and then forced himself to say: "...it's...my minister, I understand..."