[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

Chapter 33

Murongli just stared at Zhiming in a daze, Zhiming's heart moved when he saw him, he couldn't help but leaned over to hold those two pink lips, and leaned against Diao Qiu's body again, Embracing his shoulders, gently caressingly on the two pieces of tenderness.

Murong Li raised his hand to climb his waist, the sleeves swept across the table, and he pulled down the snow jade white flute. Fortunately, the flute landed on the hem of the clothes that the two of them piled up together, otherwise the flute would have broken if it was a good one. What a pity.

Even so, the owner of the Xiao was still shocked, picked up the Xiao and subconsciously hugged it into his arms, stroked and inspected it carefully.Zhi Ming caressed his lips, reminiscing about this unfinished kiss, and seeing the person in front of him cherish the flute so much, his eyes were instantly filled with tenderness.

"Why not use Yan Zhi?" Zhi Ming asked, he wanted to ask when he just entered the door, he had already returned the sword to him, why he hid it and didn't use it.

Murongli lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I also want to ask you why you returned Yan Zhi to me."

Zhi Ming was stunned for a moment before he realized that Murong Li's words were misunderstood. For some reason, he was misunderstood, which made him a little bit happy. He put his hands on Murong Li's cheeks and made him look up at him. With soft eyes, "I just want you to take him for self-defense. Ah Li," Zhi Ming suddenly said seriously, "I don't want you to make a mistake."

Murongli looked at those black pupils quietly, but the love inside was like a scorching flame, burning into his heart through the two pupils looking at each other, even if it turned into ashes, it would be a doom he could not escape in this life.

Since you can't escape, let him go.

Murong Li leaned over and rested his head on Zhi Ming's shoulder.

The hand placed on the red shirt's shoulder paused immediately, and then exerted all his strength to hug the person in his arms tightly.

After lunch, Arjun brought a bunch of memorials, Zhi Ming frowned, and sat down on the low bench helplessly and began to review them.

Picking up one, he frowned, and scribbled a few strokes, thinking that he was not very satisfied; he picked up another one, without expression, and drew a circle, thinking it was okay.Murong Li held a scroll in his hand and supported his chest with one hand, but he was looking at Zhi Ming leisurely from the side.

The hand holding the pen suddenly paused, then lifted up in an instant, and landed between Murong Li's eyebrows, gently tapping.

Murongli glanced up at his pupils, and dazedly pointed his finger at the cold spot on his forehead, and looked at it before his eyes, his fingertips were also stained a little red.

Is this... interesting?Murongli looked at the man in front of him with a smug smile, he didn't look like an emperor at all, he was just a child.

It has been a long time since this person showed such a naive and naughty expression, and it seemed that his heart was suddenly touched by a subtle emotion. Murong Li picked up the idle pen on the table expressionlessly, dipped it in the ink, and raised his hand to write Those who are proud of themselves raise their eyebrows.

Zhi Ming was smiling, but he didn't expect Murong Li to "fight back", he looked up in surprise, and saw that handsome face, on the skin of Bai Ruoyu and Qiongjiaorui, there was a little red between the brows, and he pursed his lips into a smile, as light as blue.

His eyes became a painting, and he was fascinated by it.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, Murong Li couldn't help flicking his forehead with his fingers, it was really interesting.

Zhi Ming lowered his eyes and sighed in his heart, the person in front of him doesn't know how good he is like this, and how much he wants to have him.

With a touch of helplessness floating in his eyes, Zhi Ming gently embraced Murong Li into his arms, resting his head on his heart, and gently stroking his soft hair.

"What's wrong with you?" Murongli asked softly.

"Let the widow give you a good hug." Zhi Ming murmured.

Xiehui leans against the window strings tenderly, and the two shadows do not sigh for longing.

Throughout the afternoon, in the slanting shadow of the setting sun, the man in the sable fur cage leaned against the man in the simple black robe, and accompanied him to read one book after another.

Near dinner, Zhiming was called to Xuanwu Terrace by Xiaopang, saying that Lord Lu and Luo Min had something to discuss.

Murongli sat alone on the terrace of Xunyou Terrace, pondering over the word "Luo Min" in his heart, his eyes turned cold.

"My lord, the dinner has been served, and it's cold outside, the lord should come out to enjoy the snow after eating."

Murongli was wrapped in sable fur, leaning on the porch, lazily said, "You and Geng Chen go down to eat first. Let the dishes simmer on the stove, I'll eat them later."

Ayu pouted and rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "Is the lord waiting for His Majesty?"

Murongli nodded, looking at the gravel path under Xunyou Terrace.

Ayu couldn't help being happy in his heart, and chuckled lightly.

Murong Li asked and looked back at him suspiciously.

Ayu couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and simply said coquettishly to Murongli, "Ayu feels happy, it's good that the king and His Majesty are like this."

Murongli smiled lightly, and Ayu saw it and said again, "Does the lord know? It's been a long time since Ayu saw His Majesty so happy. Aqiong told me that His Majesty wasn't even angry when the court was so noisy today."

"Chao Tang? What happened to Chao Tang?" Murong Li asked.

Ayu laughed and said, "It's just that General Meng quarreled with Master Gu Liang or Master Dong again. They have always been at odds, and it's not a new thing, but I don't know what happened recently. The relationship between General Meng and Master Gu Liang Especially stiff..."

Suddenly realizing that he had put his beak on the matter of the court, Ayu shut up instantly, and looked at Murongli nervously. The latter thoughtfully, and then smiled and told him to go eat quickly. Ayu heaved a sigh of relief and said to Murongli thanked and resigned.

Those who lean on the railings are left to meditate.

It was three o'clock when Zhiming came out of Xuanwu Terrace, and Arjun asked him if he was going to Xunyou Terrace.

"At this hour, Lord Murong must have gone to bed." Luo Min said.

Zhi Ming shook his head, looked at Luo Min who was leaving together, and said with a smile, "Luo Qing doesn't understand Ah Li, he must not have fallen asleep yet."

For some reason, every time I went to Xunyou Terrace, there was always that person lighting a candle and waiting for him quietly, although he didn't say a word, he always felt that the person was waiting for him.

Luo Min nodded with a smile, "Since that's the case, then this humble minister will leave."

Zhi Ming nodded and said, "You can give Xiaopang a ride, he is leaving the palace to go home tonight."

Fatty immediately exclaimed, "Your Majesty!"

Zhiming laughed, "Ye Hei is snow skiing, do you want to ride back by yourself?"

Xiaopang frowned and muttered, "I can ride a horse."

Luo Min acted as if he had never heard of it, bowed and saluted, and respectfully sent Zhi Ming away.

Looking at the back of the Xunyou Terrace in the distance, and thinking about the letter from Zhong Kunyi during the day, Luo Minyin's eyes under the night, the cold light flashed away.

"Then...Master Luo." Xiaopang called out with some embarrassment.

Luo Min came back to his senses in an instant, turned his head to look at him, and said gently and politely, "It's windy to ride a horse, why don't you ride with me."

Little Fatty rubbed his nose lightly with his index finger, a little embarrassed, because he didn't show good looks to others because of the incident in front of Ziyu's tomb, and now he wants to rub his carriage again, making him want to dig a hole and bury himself, what is His Majesty thinking!If you care about your subordinates, you don't bring such things!

Xiaopang is still struggling, Luo Min has already called him from a distance, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave the palace."

As soon as Zhiming's Yijia arrived under the Xunyou Terrace, he looked up and saw that among the swaying palace lanterns on the corridor, one stood on the railing, which was the brightest.A person was sitting lazily by the lamp, with his chin resting on his folded hands, and when he met his eyes, he smiled gently.

Screening the palace people away, Zhi Ming quickly ran up to the Xunyou Terrace, Murongli still maintained his original posture, but turned to look at him, Zhi Ming slowed down and walked to his side, hugging him into his sable fur, "So Dafeng, what are you doing sitting here?"

"Waiting for you." Murong Li said.

Zhiming's heart felt like a feather was blowing, and his forehead pressed against his, "You did it on purpose."

Murong Li smiled without saying a word, rubbed Zhi Ming's cold hands in the sable fur, "Dining together?"

Zhi Ming was slightly taken aback, his eyes rolled, "Okay."

At this time, it is said that it is dinner, which is no different from supper. Afraid of food accumulation, the two of them ate a little, so they called the palace servants to clean up.

The two leaned against the desk in the bedroom, Murong Li was reading, Zhi Ming quietly accompanied him.

This person actually stopped being noisy, Murongli was not used to it, and after watching for a while, he didn't want to look again, so he asked, "I heard there was a dispute in the hall today?"

Zhiming smiled faintly, "It's not just a dispute, Ah Li, do you know why I went to Xuanwu Terrace tonight?"

Murong Li just smiled and said nothing.

Zhi Ming said, "General Meng beat Gu Liangqi."

Murong Li was slightly surprised, seeing the confident look in front of him, he said with a smile, "It must be your idea."

Zhi Ming chuckled, "Nothing can be hidden from Ah Li."

"I'm just curious. Although General Meng is a warrior, why did he act so impulsively? Besides, the Guliang family is also a famous family. How could he offend so easily?"

"It's not easy. The dispute between people's hearts is the most easily provoked. If someone close to the widow leaks the news, saying that the widow likes their countermeasures, do you think they will want to fight?"

Murongli nodded, "If at this time, the disciples of the two of them got the news, they all thought that their master was the one the emperor wanted, so they would have to take advantage of the quick talk, then it would be..."

"Push the waves to fuel the flames, and the turbulent waves hit the shore." Zhi Ming said.

"It's a good trick to fight the snipe and the clam, and the fisherman will benefit." Murongli sighed, "In this way, General Meng beat the court official. Although he relied on his military merits, he should not be punished, but it would be inconvenient for him just to make up for the merits. Then intervene in Tianshu, as for Mr. Dong, since Mr. Xianqu's family has no intention of being with him, he can't make waves, but Mr. Gu Liang... His countermeasures were not bad at first, but now he has suffered such grievances, what can you do? Thinking about how to appease him?"

"Tianshu must not be given away. The one who can rule Tianshu must be Ding Yuan. As for the Guliang family, they always love Mingzhe to protect themselves. If Tianshu is not too attractive this time, they will not be so persistent. After this In the first battle, they should know the land of Tianshu, if they seize it, there will be bloody disasters, those who know the current affairs are heroes, they will be shaken to some extent at this moment, I only need to make another plan, and I can push Ding Yuan to the court!"

Dianqimo pupils are focused on one point, staring at the candlelight on the table, spontaneously there is a demeanor of holding the world in hand.

Murongli quietly looked at Zhiming like this, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress his head.

Zhi Ming was slightly taken aback, looked back at Murongli, and said shyly with a childish air, "I also know that this plan is too naive, but what kind of fish should be matched with what kind of bait? , it can’t contain it.”

While speaking, Zhiming's eyes fell on the two thin, soft and reddish lips in front of him, and he swallowed it before he finished speaking.

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Xiehui leans against the window strings tenderly, and the two shadows do not sigh for longing.

There are two shadows in the room, so naturally there is no need to sigh "Long Lovesickness".