On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

The huge palace is magnificent, and hundreds of soldiers raised their guns in unison.

It was cold.

Xuanbei sneered: "You fled by feigning death, ordering the rest of the dark party to spread rumors in Beijing to stir up people's hearts. Since you believe that your ministers can turn black and white, how can I not trust my ministers? Army, there are tens of thousands outside the capital, which one is not a soldier of our training country? Which one has not fought bloody battles with me?"

"An idle prince who has never been on the battlefield, want to rebel? Ridiculous!"

With a deep voice, every word was sonorous and forceful, like a piece of iron hitting the ground viciously.After the words fell, he stepped on the hilt of the sword, and the iron-cut sword rose into the air and fell rustlingly.Without squinting, he grasped the hilt of the sword with incomparable precision, and put it on Coshala's neck with a snap.

Xuanbei stood straight, with a majestic aura, like mountains and rivers toppled, splashing his head and face so that he was in a mess, almost kneeling on the ground with his knees limp.

A few strands of short hair fell on the blade.

"Xuanbei!"

Unable to bear it, Dalu took a step forward, threatening in a rough voice: "Don't think that the king's soldiers are vegetarians! Now you only need to give an order, and the tens of thousands of troops staying outside the city will encircle you. What can the army do?!"

But Co Shara laughed and said, "That's all."

Dalu frowned inexplicably, "Brother?"

Co Shala pressed two fingers against the edge of the sword, pushed it away slightly, opened and closed her thin lips, and said in a warm voice, "You still lost, Xuanbei, you have suffered a crushing defeat."

He said: "I play tricks, no matter I win or lose, I win. But you are different. You have no way out, but you have no heart and power to fight, you have already lost. Not to mention how you became a mediocre king of the world, you It's really—”

"A crushing defeat."

Coshala's eyebrows are curved, and her eyes are like a crescent moon, showing dots of light, covered by long eyelashes, extremely vivid.There's a bit of sarcasm, aloofness, and genuine joy in it.

He raised the corners of his lips, and said in a leisurely tone: "For many years, you went to the battlefield and you killed your father with your own hands, and you became king and you went to court. Do you know that I watch you every day?"

The four words of killing his father by himself caused a change in Xuan Bei's expression.

He looked down slightly, "You think that you can see clearly from a height, but you are wrong. I stand here every day, and I have never been vacant for four years in the cold and hot summer, all because I don't want to miss any good scenery. Day after day, you I can see all the gloom and tiredness on my face clearly. You ask me why I came here knowing it was a trap? I just want to see you in the end."

"You often miss me, courtesy is reciprocal, and I also often miss you.

When I am bored, in the dead of night, I always think, why is there one of you among my brothers?You are not the father and son of the first emperor, do you still remember what kind of eyes the father and king looked at you every time the teacher returned to the court?I remember, it was like looking at a rat scurrying around in front of my eyes, both weak and sinful, it was extremely disgusting.You will usurp the throne, but I am no different.The only accident was that you and Benin knelt in front of the wishful hall, and I watched you quietly in the dark.In the middle of the cool night, when Benin threw herself into the lake, did you cry when you hugged her dead body? "

Xuanbei grabbed his collar and looked fiercely, "Are you watching Benin throwing himself into the lake?"

"You're in tears, aren't you?"

Coshala didn't answer, and said directly: "I've thought about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out, how can you still feel affection for others?"

Xuanbei clenched his hands tightly, "You and Benin are siblings!"

"So what? If the crown prince is my compatriot, so what?" Coshala raised her eyebrows and couldn't help laughing, "Xuanbei, you are so naive, I just don't understand why I have been repeatedly frustrated, first Benin, then There is a father, and now there is a Yu Zijin, and you still have a minister who can't believe it. How can you still trust people? Xuanbei, why are you so naive?"

The fingers were pulled, Xuanbei looked back, it turned out that Yu Zijin carefully held his fingers, lowered his slender black eyebrows, and stared straight at the scar across his palm.

The shock and resentment welling up in my heart subsided quietly.

Those are all dead.

Xuanbei thought: Be it Bening or the prince, from the former king and queen mother down to Alialai's wife and tens of thousands of soldiers, they all died in the past years.

Hunger and cold since childhood, curled up on the cold bed and thinking hard about the mother I never met;

Up to now, when I met the lake, I remembered Benin, held a sword and thought about the king, and remembered the queen mother when it rained.

Waking up in the middle of the night, a dream within a dream.

But the living should have affairs for the living.

He has been shrouded by dead people and things for too long, his sharp brows are gray and gloomy, the corners of his lips seem to be carrying an unspeakable burden, and he has lost his smile for many years.I have tried my best to pay back what should be paid back, and the price that should be paid for my youth and recklessness has been fully paid.

From July to September, he silently looked up at the sky every night, with a barren heart, just waiting and looking forward to fearing this day.

He is determined to let go of everything on this day and fly away.

Determined to swipe across, Xuanbei took a long breath, let go of his hand, let the dead man free himself, and stopped being angry.

"You've never won."

Xuanbei said coldly: "All your happiness in this life is based on teasing others, like sitting in the audience, trying your best to watch a play. But you don't know loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, love and hate, you are always outside the play, eternal life, you can't find it." To what you love. You lose, Coshara."

"Ah……"

Coshala shook her head, and seemed to be smiling with tears in her eyes: "At least I know how to advance and retreat. And you, for more than twenty years, can't tell what you are looking for. You died in the palace and lost in the court. No one else , is more confused and pitiful than you, Xuanbei."

The soldiers rushed forward and surrounded him.

"Starling!"

Dalu drew out his long sword and kicked a soldier away, "Today's outcome is uncertain, who dares to do it?!"

Xuanbei also swung his sword, and the two swords collided with each other, making a buzzing and vibrating sound.

"Xuanbei—!"

The furious Daru shouted.

Xuanbei's dark eyes slipped, and he stared fiercely at Dalu.

"He was involved in all the three incidents of the crown prince's making of the gangster, Benin's marriage, and Ge Min's disturbance. Until now, do you still trust your good starling wholeheartedly?"

Xuanbei glanced at him in disgust, "At the beginning when our country attacked Peijue, it clearly won a complete victory. But Luguo threatened with marriage, why? Why don't you ask him!"

Daru's complexion changed slightly, his wide eyes wandered between Xuanbei and Coshala.

Co Shara didn't make any excuses: "That's all. I'm satisfied after watching all the dramas today, but I'm not interested in the rest. Your Majesty, if you want to kill me, I'll let you know what you want. Forgive me and leave first, and go to the prison to wait for punishment." After saying that, he followed the rules, smiled at Yu Zijin who was blinking, took off his armor, and left calmly.

He walked step by step towards the way he had come, just as he walked into the fire without fear two months ago.

The ignorant Yu Zijin still couldn't see through him, and he didn't know whether he was winning or losing, winning or losing in a plan.Are there any other tricks to play?Drain from the bottom of the pot?

Or did you really never want to be king?

Perhaps, no one has ever really seen through Cobalt Sharra.

Or maybe, even he himself has never seen it through.

Cobalt Shara is like a bright moon in a misty fog, and also like an unclear dream.He left under all eyes.

Dalu, who was stubborn and stubborn, refused to lay down his arms.

Xuanbei and him looked at each other for a long time, then he let go and said: "Leave Beijing today, hand over the military power, and I will spare you."

"Pooh!"

Dalu answered without blinking, "This king will not believe you even if he dies! Hand over the military power? Do you think this king is impatient and looking for death? Since he rebelled and went all the way to the dark, the worst thing is to kill him ! Anyway, I didn’t seek wives and concubines, this king is not afraid of death!”

"When you went to the Mountain Resort, you mobilized your troops to go north, and you took another [-] elite soldiers to cross the outer line alone, why?" Xuanbei asked.

"What does it have to do with you?!"

"The south of the Great Wall is Dora. Do you want to rescue the prince Dora who once met in the northern part of the Great Wall?"

As if being poked into a sore spot, Dalu glared and shouted angrily, "Don't mention him! If it wasn't for you—!"

"You treat Prince Dora..." Xuanbei looked at him meaningfully, and withdrew his sword.

Dalu tensed his muscular body, pressed his dark face down, and made a gesture to attack, "Stop talking nonsense! Today the king dies, and I want you, Xuanbei, to be buried with him!"

Dozens of soldiers raised their guns at the same time, and aimed at Xuanbei without saying a word, waiting for the opportunity to move.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall was tense.

Yu Zijin, who was watching quietly, leaned closer to Xuanbei again, holding his hands tightly, and suddenly saw a young man coming from a distance outside the hall. His skin was dark, his cheeks were sunken inward, and his body was thin and thin, as if he could walk with bones.

This is……

Yu Zijin was taken aback.

The person came before the sound came, and I saw that person moved his mouth and spit out a hoarse voice: "Black Bear, why didn't you come to save me?"

He stopped at the gate of the temple.

It is indeed Dorami, but it is no longer Dorami who is alive and kicking and full of ghost ideas.

The young man's appearance changed drastically, his round nose was raised, a scar across his left eye stretched across his face, and his expression was as cold as frost.

It's hardly Dorami anymore.

"Dorami..."

Yu Zijin called softly, but he didn't even give him a wink.

Xuanbei held back Yu Zijin who was about to run away, raised his eyes and said to Dalu: "You have two ways, you can die or start over from the beginning. Regardless of whether you have feelings for Prince Dora, if you die today, he will die. Live, he will live naturally."

"You, you are really shameless!"

Daru blushed, his sword hand trembled, and he quietly looked at the strange Dorami out of the corner of his eyes.

"Black bear."

Dorami's tone was flat: "Why don't you dare to look at me?"

Daru pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

On the side, Du Ming and Yu Qing'an stood quietly from beginning to end, as if watching one scene was another.

There was no sound, and the dead silence froze for a long time.

Dorami suddenly said: "My queen mother died, and so did the emperor's brother. The guardian forest of Dora country burned for three days and three nights, and countless beasts died. Dora is finished."

"Dorami..."

"No matter who caused it, Dora is gone." He murmured repeatedly, "It's gone."

Like sharp-edged stones thrown like lake water, the calm eyes suddenly became wet, and tears slipped from the eye sockets.His lips trembled, and he continued tremblingly: "I saw them with my own eyes... they attacked the imperial city, the nanny, and stabbed the queen mother's heart with a knife... Our country of Dora has never, never treated the enemy like this... We will not make fun of people as pigs and dogs, we will not ask them to learn how to bark like dogs, and we will not drag them behind horses... My imperial sister..."

He choked up, his body shook, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Once upon a time, in Dorami's eyes, there lived a domineering little tiger, full of vitality.

That's not the case at all now.

The blood feud and the unforgettable pain of a lifetime were pressed on his immature shoulders. His back could not bear the weight, and he bent unconsciously, unable to straighten anymore.

Biting her lip to suppress her sobs, Dorami asked hoarsely, "Black Bear, do you want to take me away?"

Daru showed a struggling look.

Unable to wait for a response, Dorami slowly lowered her eyes, and said to herself as if I knew it.

"Dorami!"

Yu Zijin yelled again, broke away from Xuanbei and ran away.

Dorami was finally willing to look at him, but as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Dorami..."

Yu Zijin yelled in frustration, stood there dryly, and took a while to think of taking off the silver pendant hanging around his neck, "This is yours, do you remember?"

"I don't remember." Dorami turned her head away.

"you remember!"

Yu Zijin took his hand, "You clearly remember."

"I do not remember."

Dorami threw away his hand and pushed him, "Dorami is dead! Go away!"

Caught off guard, Yu Zijin fell to the ground with pain in her buttocks.He didn't care about rubbing, and looked at Dorami without blinking his talking eyes, trying to impress Dorami with his invincible beauty.

Half a year ago, Dorami once said that he loves beauties.

Duorami took him to play in Saibei, and the scene of telling stories for his portrait was vivid.

They also exchanged tokens and became sworn brothers.However, when he lowered his head and took a closer look, Dorami's ankle had several deep strangulation marks, and his flesh and blood were festering.Missing the bell ankle he presented.

Yu Zijin felt cold.

Without a token, and without a token, Dorami meant that he had completely severed ties with him.

And Dorami took two more steps without looking back.A soldier pointed his sword at his chest, and he slammed into it on his own.

The tip of the sword sank, and the clothes were soaked in bright red blood. On the contrary, the soldiers were frightened by his indifference and retreated again and again.

Dorami left again, and there was an extra blood hole on his body.

"you--!"

The soldier was at a loss, "Are you courting death?"

Dorami said: "My heart is ashamed."

Daru gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time, finally dropped his sword, closed his eyes and said, "I'll take you away."

The author has something to say:

I can't write big political struggles, but I have to make up all the bugs for small ones!