Troubled times but play in the palm of your hand

Speaking of which, it was the first time that Zhiming had left Tianquan Wangcheng. He left the house with his front foot, but he completely lost himself with his back foot.

When the Taifu heard the news of Zhiming's disappearance, he couldn't catch his breath and almost passed out.

This time, there was no Gu Lianggen standing by to quickly hold him back.

When Tai Tuo regained his strength, his first reaction was to hide the news of Zhi Ming's disappearance.

Except for a few veteran officials in the court, no one knew about this matter.

Zhiming's life and death were unknown, and the situation that had gradually become clear became dark in an instant. When this news was released, I don't know how many people would have different thoughts.

So the Taifu secretly dispatched all the dark guards in his hands to find Zhiming's whereabouts.Since Zhiming was assassinated last time, the Tai Tuo thoroughly cleaned the hidden guards around Zhiming.

This investigation is really a mixed bag, well-intentioned.

Even if the news is concealed, it won't last long.To act like this is just to use the time difference as a cover-up. If there is no news from Zhiming within half a month, I am afraid that Tianquan will be too busy to take care of himself.

The Tai Tuo looked at the letter written by Tuogu written by the former king, and slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves.

May there be spirits in the heavens to protect my right of heaven and peace forever.

Gu Lianggen just opened his eyes, and when his vision was still scattered, he heard someone surprise and say, "Agen, you're awake!"

That voice seemed to grab his scattered thoughts together, his consciousness sank into his body, and he began to feel the needle-like pain from various parts.

"Agen, are you in pain? Would you like some water?"

Gu Lianggen blinked, turned his head with difficulty and said: "Your Majesty..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that his throat seemed to be stuck together, and when he wanted to speak, he felt the pain of forcibly tearing his flesh and blood.

Zhi Ming was taken aback by his hoarse voice, he was stunned for a while before remembering to pour him a glass of water.

"Don't move." Just hearing another cold voice, Murongli stopped Zhi Ming with his flute and said, "You have always been served by others, how can you take care of others? Master Gu has been hurt so badly, so don't be here." It's messed up here."

Zhi Ming hesitated for a while, probably because he felt that what Murong Li said was reasonable, but he felt that it was not good to just leave Gu Lianggen and go out.So hesitantly, he glanced at Gu Lianggen and then at Murongli.

In such a flash of effort, Gu Lianggen coughed violently, piercing his heart, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs before he would stop.

Zhi Ming panicked and wanted to go up and pat him on the back, but seeing his bandages all over his body, he didn't know what to do.

Murong Li calmly pulled Zhi Ming back, Geng Chen came forward with tea, lifted Gu Lianggen from the bed, and brought the cup to Gu Lianggen's mouth.

Zhi Ming watched Geng Chen skillfully pour water and medicine for Gu Lianggen with his hands and feet, lowered his head in frustration, and walked out the door step by step.

"A Li, tell me, I, the king, am I too unfailing."

Looking at Zhi Ming's appearance, Murong Li couldn't help lowering his voice: "Your injuries are not healed yet, you should go back and rest early. Mr. Gu's injuries look scary, but they are all superficial wounds, nothing serious. "

Zhi Ming didn't speak, seeing this, Murongli stepped forward and took Zhi Ming's hand, and took Zhi Ming back to the room with a little force.

Zhi Ming was clearly in a bad mood, and allowed Murong Li to pull him, but refused to speak.

Murongli didn't care either, he just brought Zhiming back to the room, taught him to lean on the side of the bed facing inward, and took off Zhiming's outer robe, revealing the carefully wrapped bandages inside.

Seeing that there was only a trace of blood oozing from the bandage, Murong Centrifuge relaxed a little bit, put his hands on the bandage, and said: "It's time to change the dressing, Your Majesty, bear with it." After finishing speaking, he gently took the gauze from the wound Gently peeling it off, Zhi Ming's back muscles shrank suddenly, obviously the pain was severe.

Although Zhi Ming's injuries were not as serious as Gu Lianggen's, when Murongli found him, the clothes on his body were also stained with blood so that he couldn't tell what color it was.

I don't know if his blood is more, or the blood of others is more.

It was only when Zhi Ming collapsed before his eyes that Murong Li knew what it meant to be afraid. If he had come a step later, he might never have heard anyone call him Ah Li again.

Murongli helped Zhi Ming change the medicine as quickly as possible, and by the time he wrapped the new bandage, Zhi Ming's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

A person who was so afraid of pain didn't say a word.

Usually when the two were together, Zhi Ming was always pestering him to talk, but now that Zhi Ming was unhappy and spoke up, the atmosphere between the two of them was unexpectedly awkward.

Murongli didn't know what to say for a while, but he just stretched out his hand to turn Zhiming's body, but Zhiming was very obedient, and turned sideways under Murongli's strength, and looked at him, He turned his gaze elsewhere.

Murongli looked at Zhi Ming's half-shadowed face, and grabbed Zhi Ming's arm even harder.

"A Li, why did you come to the front line?" Zhi Ming lowered his head and asked in a muffled voice.

"It's my fault." Murong Li stretched out his hand, wanting to wrap Zhi Ming in his arms, as if half-embracing him. "I didn't know you were here, if I knew, I..."

"I don't blame you." Zhi Ming pushed Mu Rongli away, and moved a little out of his arms, "You are living in a dorm, these are all things you should do. I am just angry that I am useless, Agen because of me Self-willed, also suffered such a serious injury."

"You've done a good job." Murong Li forced Zhi Ming to look up at him: "You know that I'm going to attack the camp, and you've already set up a formation to wait for me. You guessed that I would send someone to burn the food and grass, you Just store the grain and grass separately, what Geng Chen burned was only part of it, right?"

Zhi Ming glanced at Murong Li, but didn't speak.

"You shouldn't come." Murong Li sighed lowly: "You shouldn't come, this place is not suitable for you."

"But Ah Li is here." Zhi Ming whispered, "I knew that Ah Li was here, so I came."

"You are the ruler of a country, how can you come to such a dangerous place casually." Murong Li put a strand of hair behind Zhi Ming's head: "I can come, but you can't."

Seeing Zhiming's head drooping even lower, Murongli couldn't help leaning into Zhiming's ear and said, "Don't come, I'm worried about you."

Zhi Ming gave a low laugh, looked up at Murong Li and said, "Ah Li can also coax people."

"I didn't coax you." Murongli put his hand on Zhiming's back, feeling as if he could touch the bones with a little effort: "I didn't know you were here, so I hit you so hard, Geng Chen... ...Geng Chen didn't tell me that you came here too."

Zhi Ming sighed and said, "A Li, I'm tired."

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, then got up and pulled the quilt up for Zhi Ming.

"You have a good rest." Murong Li saw that Zhi Ming closed his eyes, and then walked out lightly.

Hearing the creaking sound of the wooden door closing, Zhi Ming slowly opened his eyes, and he stared at the top of the tent for a long time, as if the top of the tent was something strange he had never seen before.

Ah Li, if I say that I came here specially for you, would you trust me?

I'm betting on myself, whether you will soften your heart or not.

When Geng Chen came out, he saw Murongli standing at the bottom of the steps in front of Zhiming's room, holding a flute behind his back, guarding there like a door god.

Which family can have such a picturesque door god, if someone can copy it, I'm afraid no one will want those vicious ones.

Gengchen walked to Murongli's side: "Master."

Murong Li didn't even move his eyelids.

Geng Chen knew that Murong Li was still suffocating, if he hadn't been kept to help find Zhi Ming, Murong Li would have killed him with a sword.

I don't know where Murongli got the news from.

He has never regretted almost killing Zhi Ming, just looking at this time, Murongli let go of nearly half of Tianxuan Tianquan's army for Zhi Ming, so he should know that it was wrong.

Once a person is emotional and involved, his heart will soften involuntarily.

These things are not what they should need.

He is the secret guard left for Murongli, his task is to help Murongli regain his glory, the appearance of Zhiming can be regarded as the biggest obstacle.

So, when he knew that Zhi Ming had also come to the battlefield, he hesitated for a long time, but still didn't tell Murongli the news.He knew that Zhi Ming was a good person, but that was all he could do.

If Zhi Ming really died in the chaos, it might be a good thing for Yao Guang.

Gentle country, the most can kill people's will.

It's a pity that Murongli finally found out.

"From now on, you are not allowed to make Zhiming's ideas again." Murong Li said with a cold face.

"Yes." Geng Chen nodded slightly, this time it was a coincidence, besides, there was no deep hatred between him and Zhi Ming, the opportunity was so good, it was all a try.

He also didn't have the courage to challenge Murongli's bottom line again.

"Master, I have already seen the report of this battle, when will you go back?"

"Not in a hurry."

"Master." Geng Chen slightly raised his voice: "King Xunsu will not fail to see the weirdness of this battle. If you still want to return to Xunsu, you shouldn't stay here any longer."

Murongli frowned: "Zhi Ming's injury hasn't healed yet."

"Master, the king can't stay here for too long. Tianquan doesn't know if the king is alive or dead. If time goes by, there will be civil strife."

Finally Murongli was willing to turn his face to Geng Chen, and reprimanded: "Back off."

"Yes." Geng Chen seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back. "I'm going to make medicine."

Murongli returned to the previous posture again, and he brought Zhi Ming to a thatched hut hidden in the mountains. It is unknown who built this thatched hut. When Murongli discovered it, it was already an unoccupied land.

He rested the thatched cottage for a while, but he didn't expect it to be of great use today.

Looking down from where Murongli stood, one could only see curling clouds and mist and verdant green roofs, there were many chirping insects and birds in the mountains, and occasionally you could hear the muffled sound of distant waterfalls and springs hitting rocks.

If you can put aside all the complicated pasts in the world, and live here alone with Zhiming, even if you are a plum wife and a crane son, you will not be able to match the thousands of customs here.