【Execution】Order of Folding Flowers

Chapter 22】

The sun was slanting to the west, and the sunset glow was gradually receding in the sky, and the breeze swept over the treetops, casting a dark shadow on the ground.

The intermittent groaning|groaning|groaning|sounds in the room gradually subsided, Zhi Ming stood up, straightened up Murong Li's body hastily, and lightly pecked at the person's ear: "Does it hurt?"

Murong Li held his fingertips, smiled and shook his head, Zhi Ming really tormented him so much, Murong Li was so tired that he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhi Ming moved lightly, hugged him and washed him, changed his clothes, turned around and went out the door.

As the sky was getting darker, there was a person standing in the forest, wearing a black robe with wide sleeves, with silver Xuanwu Teng pattern embroidered on the skirt.Zhi Ming stood with his hands behind his back, heard the sound behind him, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Yes." The spy said, "Several rebels have been found, and I don't know where they got the queen's whereabouts. They are plotting to use the queen to threaten the king."

"The few in the palace are killed, and the others are kept, and the turtles are caught."

Zhi Ming sneered in a low voice, the secret agent's heart tightened because of the evil spirit all over his body, he turned around and left quickly after receiving the order.

"I'd like to see, what kind of abilities do you have, heh..."

The weather is getting cooler at night, although the weather has been getting warmer recently, but the dew is still heavy at night, which wets the soil in the grass under the window and makes the grasshoppers chirp.

When Zhi Ming came back, he pushed the door softly and entered, but he saw that Murong Li had already woken up, and the red clothes and his body couldn't cover the traces of happiness left under him.

Sensing Zhiming's eyes, Murong pulled up his collar indiscriminately: "If your majesty has something important to do, you should return to Tianquan as soon as possible."

"My lord... wait until you settle down before leaving..."

He spoke casually, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing at Murongli, thinking that even if he doesn't want to return to Tianquan now, he can't live with grievances, he has to arrange everything before he can rest assured.

The two cuddled together, even though they were just clinging to each other and refused to let go, Murongli struggled a few times, but when there was no result, he stopped doing unnecessary resistance and let him toss.

"Rong'er...?"

The temperature of the person hugged under him was getting higher and higher. When Zhi Ming noticed something was wrong, he lowered his head and saw that Murong Li's face was pale and ugly, and he had already passed out.

"what happened?"

what happened?What can happen to a person who is already exhausted and tortured like this?

The old doctor who was knocked on the door by the guards in the middle of the night felt angry, and seeing Murongli in such a state, Zhi Ming scolded him bloody.

"People are like this and dare to mess around. I really don't want this life. Feed him a bowl of arsenic as soon as possible. Anyway, it will be a matter of time. It's better to show kindness and save him from torturing him like this."

"what do you mean?"

"What? Haven't you asked the doctor to show him? You are so young, why did you suffer like this..."

"Hey, the cold is poisonous to the bone, and it's getting stagnant and sick. I'm afraid it's hard for a god to save it." The old doctor shook his head, leaving a bottle of golden sore medicine, "Let's prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."

If, what if there is a repeat?

Zhi Ming gritted his teeth and slammed his fist hard on the tree trunk, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Without him calculating from it, perhaps he would not have become what he is today...

it's all my fault!The damn person is me!

Zhi Ming fell to the ground, two tears flowed down uncontrollably, and finally became more intense, and couldn't help but break down and cry.

If you do it all over again.

What you want to do, where you want to go, is up to you, as long as you are happy to do whatever you want...

As long as you live.

Even if this king trades his life for his life.

When Murong Li opened his eyes, Zhi Ming was sitting beside him, wiping his hands carefully.The ten fingers are like scallion-white jade, the hands that were used to hold the pen to make a mess, and have been stained with a lot of blood, now let Zhi Ming gently pinch and wipe each one carefully.

"Are you still suffering?" Zhi Ming said with a ignorant look on his face, with a smile on his face, "The doctor said that you are short of energy and blood, so you should take a good rest. The king cooked porridge, would Rong'er have some?" ?”

"Your majesty can cook porridge?"

Zhi Ming nodded, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's the first time I cook porridge, it's not very tasty, don't be disgusted with Rong'er."

"Okay." Murong Li smiled, as if he heard some funny joke suddenly.

In the past, he never dared to imagine that Zhi Ming would do these things for him, and he dared not imagine what it would be like to add firewood and cook porridge with the hands of murderers and power.

"actually……"

Holding the porridge, Zhiming suddenly paused, "The doctor also said that you won't live long... I don't believe you, so I sent someone to drive him out..."

"Rong'er, tell me, isn't it funny?" He choked up with red eyes.

"……Kings?"

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Zhi Ming smiled and reached out to squeeze his left hand tightly, holding it in the palm of his hand, and said nonchalantly, "If you go, I will walk with you on Huangquan Road."

"What this king owes you, if you don't pay it off in this life, then you will pay it back in the next life, and the next life after life."

What do you want?

The so-called no demand.

Zhi Ming calculated half of his life for the country, and in the end all the retribution was on Murongli, which is really called retribution.

I just wish I could cut his heart alive, so that I can redeem the slightest sin.

"Stupid or not?" Murongli asked.

stupid?

Zhi Ming hugged him lightly: "Stupid, stupid and stupid, he deserves the retribution and death."