Assassin's biography of the same person: paper empty and kite

When Murongli rushed close to Sirius' tent, Sirius actually took precautions early, but to Murongli, no matter how Sirius reacted at that time, he just wanted to come and say something.

Sirius hid in the dark and watched Murongli's reaction was also suspicious, he neither attacked nor made a sound, he was a bit confused about what Murongli wanted to do.

After a while, Murong Li was still standing there, not showing any signs of moving, Sirius couldn't hold back and walked out, "Mr. Murong is here, isn't he looking for a quiet place?"

"Yuxuan has been poisoned. If you exercise vigorously, the poison will develop within half an hour. You might fight Yuxuan?" Murongli looked at Sirius calmly, his complexion was a little pale.

After hearing what he said, Sirius was shocked, how could it be possible that Yuxuan was poisoned?On second thought, could it be... Murongli?

"you…"

Sirius also saw that his complexion was not good, and didn't know how to ask him.He could only open his mouth and close it again.

"A few days ago, I went to visit him...drank a few cups." Murongli looked at him for a while and said softly, "The poison was injected at that time...As for me..." Murongli paused again.

"Pay off the debt..."

Pay back the things I have committed over the years...

enough……

Sirius was at a loss for words for a while, so this battle would be a complete victory for Tianquan, so according to Murongli's words... wouldn't it be that Murongli would die on the battlefield like Na Yuxuan?

Your Majesty...

"Then, have you ever thought about the king?"

In just a moment, Murong Li's eyes turned red, and he turned his back without saying a word.It took a while to subside.

"So, I understand, what do you want me to do?" Sirius couldn't understand the entanglement between Zhi Ming and Murong Li, but he knew his determination by looking at him.

"Make a show for Yuxuan..."

Murongli drew out his dagger and swiped at his arm.Seeing that the white clothes were covered with blood, he walked towards Sirius again.

……

Murongli walked out of the tent holding Sirius' collar, and looked at Yuxuan who was not far away.

Listening to him laugh out loud, the corners of his mouth hooked up.

And the subsequent shout made his body stiff as if it was not his own.

Turning his head mechanically, and seeing that man galloping towards him, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Zhi Ming, who used to need protection from others, has now become a king who is capable enough to protect others.

Taking advantage of the angle that others are not resting, I scratched Sirius' back a few times (it's all up to you)

Then he let go of his sword and ran towards Zhiming, but he didn't want to have Mo Lan. Marquis Mo Jun, who used to like to tease Zhiming to listen to music and have fun, took his sword and went to the battlefield for the sake of heaven.

There is a slight smile in the corner of Murongli's eyes, there are trustworthy people around you who can help you become the king of the world, so I have no regrets.

After a few tricks with Mo Lan, he didn't use all his strength. He just wanted to find a chance for him and Sirius to contain Yuxuan, so that the toxin could explode before he couldn't bear it.

It's just that after another half hour of entanglement with Zhiming, Yuxuan didn't respond at all, but instead, the feeling of the toxin invading the heart veins became clearer and clearer, and his face became extremely pale.

……

Murongli struggled to cover the wound on his shoulder, then looked towards Yuxuan...

Yuxuan knelt down on one knee, clutching her chest with her hand, and was held around her neck by the Sirian's double blades, and looked at herself with cold eyes.

He thought he understood something, but so what, things have already happened.

And all of these, I just think that I owe you in this life.

In the afterlife, pay it back.

Zhi Ming watched Murongli fall heavily backwards, he was stunned for a long time, his eye sockets were wet, dried and wet again.

He threw down his saber, rushed to Murongli, hugged him into his arms, stroked his face gently, and murmured

sorry……

I still hurt you...

☆、BE ending

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Mo Lan watched Murongli fall from a distance, and Zhiming's momentary stupefaction and subsequent gentle embrace made him feel sad.

How did they come to this point? Is there no way to be happy in this troubled world?

He still remembered, many years ago, when he met Murongli for the first time.

That drank too much wine than him, clamored to hear him play music, and stumbled and kicked the door of others.

Thinking about it now, if I hadn't persuaded Murongli to Tianquan back then, the two of them would not have been able to meet each other, would the outcome have been much better than now.

Even if we meet each other in battle, there is no concern in my heart that I can't let go of...

On the battlefield that day, after Murongli fell down, Zhi Ming carried him back to the tent where he was resting. Blood was oozing from the corners of Murongli's mouth along the way, and Zhi Ming didn't care that half of his clothes were wet with blood, just kept going. Hold Murongli in his arms until the military doctor arrives.

From the military doctor's announcement that Murong Li's time is numbered until now.

Zhi Ming didn't show a little bit of difference, as usual, going to court, reviewing memorials, practicing martial arts, and listening to music.

Until, on the 15th day when Murongli was in a coma, the servant spread the word that Murongli hadn't breathed.

Mo Lan watched Zhi Ming go limp in an instant, and at that moment, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

In fact, he has been telling himself, Murongli is fine, Murongli is fine, he will definitely wake up, he has to work hard to show Murongli, to prove that he has transformed into a good Yellow Emperor, and has already taken Xi Su under his command, Liberated Tianji, Tianshu.He is a real co-owner of the world.

He swore it, he did it.

But why, Zhi Ming hasn't had time to tell Murongli...

Before Zhi Ming had time to show Murongli, the country he was sitting on now...

Zhi Ming has not had time to say a word to Murongli...

Love

For the next half an hour, Zhi Ming remained slumped on the ground, motionless, and the servant didn't dare to make a sound. Mo Lan knew that it would be useless even if he went up to persuade him, so he just watched quietly from the side. Zhiming, shed tears silently.

"A Li..."

Ali...

This king hasn't had time to take a good look at you.

You've had a great time these past few years...

Why is this king doing what you want now, but you are no longer here...

Is it because the king did not do well and you are unhappy?

What is wrong, you can get up and talk to this king, okay...

When you get up, talk about me again, and then scold me, saying that I am a fool and wait to die, or anything.

Can you say a word?

Suddenly, Zhi Ming stood up and rushed to Xiang Xu Terrace...

Before the start of the war, he personally cleaned up Xiang Xutai, wasted three days of effort, he obviously thought well, when the battle was won this time and the word "Tianquan" was completely engraved on the seal of the co-lord , Announced to the world that Murongli was the person he was obsessed with, the one whom Zhiming held in the palm of his hand and cared for all his life.

It's just that he didn't expect that now...

After running wildly for a while, Zhi Ming came to Murongli's bedside panting heavily. He wanted to reach out to touch Murongli, but he was afraid of the cold body temperature. He wanted to call his name, but he was afraid of the cold air. Come to his own echo, he wants to tease him again like before...

But the moment he saw him, all his strength was drained away.

"A Li..."

"I'm late…"

"Are you blaming me for not coming to see you..."

"Ha, yes, it's my fault, it's all my fault that I have been busy with some ghost memorial."

"What court meeting, what ministers, what celebration..."

Zhi Ming choked his throat, weeping almost word by word and whispered softly in Murongli's ear.

In the end, he couldn't help it, and tightly held those cold hands, caressing and rubbing them, as if his body temperature could rise a little, and he would be able to come back to life.

Mo Lan also rushed to Xiangxu Terrace at this time, and when he really saw Murong Li's motionless and pale face, he also collapsed lightly.

That beautiful young man who once had the appearance of a banished immortal, and that Murongli who was once so touching with every frown and smile, is now lying quietly on the bed.

Zhi Ming beside him was talking to him in such a soft and soft voice, as if he was nagging Murong Li every day when he was still alive.

……

……

Three days later, Murong Li was buried in the highest place of Fuyu Mountain by Zhi Ming with the royal ceremony, from where the whole face of Yao Guang can be seen.

Then Zhiming began to prepare for Yaoguang's restoration of the country. From the plan to the implementation, within a month, Zhiming did it himself, and spent a lot of energy to inform Geng Chen and drag Geng Yin out of the army. .

Ah, when did Zhiming know that Geng Yin was from Murongli? It was probably the first time when he replied to Murongli...

He probably thought he had no eyeliner? ...

But Geng Yin Geng Chen's answer really shocked Zhi Ming. The two brothers made it clear that they would serve Tianquan, Zhi Ming, and this person whom their young master once loved but never really expressed. .

Zhiming felt tears welling up in his eyes, laughed a few times, and appointed Geng Yin Geng Chen as the left and right generals.

The question that Zhiming is most concerned about is who should be the king of Yaoguang, and he throws the question to the two brothers and then looks at Mo Lan beside him...

Rather than…

The eyes of the two brothers and Zhi Ming made Mo Lan a little nervous. Could it be that if you let yourself be the king of Yaoguang?

Mo Lan looked at them fixedly, and they also looked at Mo Lan. Mo Lan didn't shirk or didn't shirk or didn't, so he somehow became the king of Yaoguang and became a subordinate state of Tianquan.

Zhiming was not present on the day of Yaoguang Restoration Grand Pawn.He brought Murongli's favorite dishes, fruits and drinks to Fuyushan's tomb in a food box.

You can see the bustling and bustling Yaoguang Palace from a distance, Zhi Ming smiled and let the servants around him leave, sat down by the tomb alone, took out food from the food box, and poured wine.

"A Li..."

"Have you seen it, your Yaoguang. Now it's time to say, it's our Yaoguang, ha..."

"I fulfilled your wish for you, are you happy?"

Zhi Ming picked up the wine glass and drank it down, then spilled another glass on the ground, then continued to pour, and drank it in one gulp, several times back and forth, Zhi Ming washed his face with tears, or the bar accidentally overflowed...

...

...

"A Li...is that you? Are you back yet?"

Zhi Ming stood in the white snow, looked at the light red figure not far away, ran forward desperately, but still couldn't catch up.

"A Li... A Li!"

Time flies by like this, Zhi Ming doesn't know how long he has been running, unconsciously the sky is black and then white and then black, he keeps chasing and running, but when he is about to meet, he pulls away again .

Finally, he lost all strength, fell to the ground, and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a gentle call in my ear, "Your Majesty..."

"Kings......"

Zhi Ming opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was the handsome face he was thinking about. Almost instantly, he rushed up to hug that person tightly.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

The young man in red smiled and patted Zhi Ming on the back.

With trembling shoulders, Zhi Ming withdrew from Murongli's embrace and carefully touched his face, feeling his body temperature.

"Yes...it's you, A Li. A Li, my A Li..."

It was another big hug, really like rubbing him into his flesh and blood...

"Alright Your Majesty, I'm going to be strangled to death." Murong Li pushed Zhi Ming away with a smile on his lips.

That night..

Zhi Ming looked at Murongli who was next to him and felt emotional, turned over and pressed on Murongli, lowered his head to feel his breath, it was warm and gentle...

Then Murong Li opened his eyes lightly, met Zhi Ming's eyes, "Your Majesty, this is..."

Murongli was a little flustered, and then his lips were covered by Zhiming, gradually blurred, and the air around him became a little hot.

The cheeks of both of them were slightly flushed, "A Li..."

Zhi Ming called his name softly, full of love and passion, Murong parted and turned away from him, hiding his shyness.

"A Li, look at me, no, look at me!" Zhi Ming slapped his face, and said seriously, "A Li...I love you."

After speaking, without giving Murongli a chance to respond, he kissed the trembling and helpless Murongli again, and plundered his tongue restlessly in his mouth.

Zhi Ming lightly took off Murongli's clothes, under the dim candlelight, everything seemed so ambiguous.

After caressing him for a long time, finally when Murongli couldn't restrain his cock, he straightened up.

A Li, you have been my king's man all your life.

I promise you that I will never betray you, but can you promise me that you will not leave me...

Zhi Ming trembled all over, looked around, touched the place around him, it was cold.

No, not right.

Ali...

What about Ah Li...

Zhi Ming shouted loudly, attracting the servant to rush in.

"My king asks you, where's A Li? Where's A Li? He was still there just now...why... why didn't he disappear?"

Zhi Ming shook the servant like crazy, his eyes were red.

The servant doesn't know, so, who is Ah Li...?The little servant was frightened and murmured, "Return, report to the king... there is no one named A Li in our palace. There is no one named A Li in the new batch of servants, my lord. You...need I don't need to pass on the doctor to you..."

Zhi Ming ruthlessly shook off the boy, and ran out of the palace in a stumbling manner.

He came to the Xiangxu Terrace in his memory, but the big [Xizhao Terrace] hurt his eyes a little.

wrong.

wrong!

Certainly not so.

No.

...

...

"what!!!!"

Zhi Ming jumped up from the bed with a scream.

The servants and Yicheng around him immediately surrounded him, asking about Ann in a hurry.

Zhi Ming shook his head, he didn't have any memory, so he grabbed a boy and asked him, it turned out that he had been in a coma for several days due to the cold.

A Li..

Oh, it's a dream...

Rubbing his still sore forehead, he drank the soup and medicine handed over by the boy, no matter what those people were talking about, he got up and went to Xiangxu Terrace.

Looking at the Yuqiong flowers in the courtyard, he smiled.

Ali...

As long as I still have you in my heart, you still exist.

Right.

-BE line END-