Assassin Legend: Fluorescence

The great prince of Tianxuan, Gongsun Nian, fell in love with Zhiying, the crown prince of Tianquan, at first sight.Ling Guang was so annoyed that he ignored him for several days.Prince Tianxuan, Gongsun Nian's younger brother Ling Yihuan couldn't bear his elder brother kneeling outside his father's palace, so he took the opportunity to greet Ling Guang and said a few good words for his elder brother.Gongsun Qian also took the opportunity to express his remorse, saying that he should not spoil Gongsun Nian so much that he spoiled his eldest son.

Ling Guang sighed while holding his forehead, and finally said helplessly: "I don't want him to marry the one he loves! But what he likes is Murongli's son! Murongli hates Tianxuan so much, how could he marry his son? Tianxuan's prince, Nian'er, insists on going to Tianquan to find Zhiying. I'm afraid people won't see him, and he will be humiliated! Besides... that Zhiying's temper is cold and indifferent, so he may not be right for Nian'er..."

Outside the palace gate, Gongsun Nian was saddened when he heard Ling Guang's words.

The Tianshu alliance was only in a hurry for a few days, during which time his younger brother Ling Yihuan and Tianshu prince Meng Zhiqi disappeared together, he and Zhiying really didn't have a few words to say.

Zhiying resembles Murongli very much, with appearance, figure, and temperament, especially the indifference and alienation that does not eat the fireworks of the world.Gongsun Nian fell in love with him at first sight, but Zhiying was indifferent by nature, and the two were still young, Zhiying never responded.

Three years passed in a flash, Meng Zhiqi and Ling Yihuan were already engaged, and as elder brothers, Gongsun Nian was extremely envious.He used to write a letter to Tianquan every month, but now he has to write a letter every three days. A few days ago, he heard that King Tianquan intended to choose Zhiying as a concubine. Ask him to send envoys to Tianquan to propose marriage.

Ling Guang refused to agree, Gongsun Nian knelt and begged for several days, and finally heard Ling Guang's heartfelt words, and was at a loss for a while.

When Gongsun Nian was born, his father, Gongsun Qian, was not there, and his father, Wang Lingguang, guarded him alone, and lived a miserable life for nearly two years.Ever since the family was reunited, Gongsun Qian and Ling Guang always felt that they owed this child, pampering him in every possible way and cultivating him into a mischievous and mischievous personality.Gongsun Nian said that he wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain, he was unrestrained and unrestrained, and he had never been so lost.

In the end, it was Gongsun Qian who called him into the palace and analyzed the reason with him-"Where love comes, gold and stone are the best. If you really want him, then tell the truth and persevere, so why not be afraid of not being able to impress him heart of?"

This is Gongsun Qian's experience, and Gongsun Nian can trust it.

So he first wrote a letter to King Tianquan, and then set off with a few guards.

Zhi Ming hastily glanced at the received letter, and casually threw it into the waste cardboard box in the imperial study.The waste cardboard box is made of mahogany painted with gold, with silver locks inlaid with jade, as gorgeous as it needs to be.The box was full of letters, and the handwriting was all written by one person.

"Hmph!" Zhi Ming was outraged, kicked over the waste cardboard box, turned around and sat on the table.Murongli, the king of heaven behind the case table, was holding the memorial and was fascinated by it. He was so squeezed by him that he had to step back a little. He was paranoid and held his cheek and told him to look up at him.

"A Li, look at me—this king is not happy!"

Murongli shook his head helplessly: "Who upset you again?"

Zhi Ming was indignant: "It's not that brat from Tianxuan! It's been three years, he wrote so many letters, and Ah Ying hasn't replied to any of them, yet he dares to ask someone to send them over!"

"Ah Ying didn't reply because he didn't know that Gongsun Nian had written so many letters."

"...I——I'm doing it for the good of Ah Ying! That Gongsun Nian is stubborn and can't be a master, how can he be worthy of our Ah Ying!"

Murong Li smiled faintly when he heard the words, as if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Zhi Ming likes his smile, he smirked for a while, then suddenly understood, and shouted: "He is different from me! I...this king was called Dazhiruoyu and innocent, he is the real playboy..." Seeing that Murong Li's smile became more obvious, Zhi Ming was rather ashamed, and simply changed the subject, "I know it's not good to confiscate Gongsun Nian's letter and not show it to Ah Ying. But according to Ah Ying's temperament, it may not I like that Gongsun Nian, I just save Ah Ying from worrying! I lost the letter before and it was over, but this time he actually said that he would come to Tianquan to visit... Ah Li, otherwise, I will drive him away let's go?"

Murong Li suppressed his smile, put down the memorial, leaned against the couch, and remained silent for a while.

He is not happy.

Thinking of the past, Zhi Ming bypassed the case table, squeezed to Murong Li's side, put his arms around his shoulders, and shook him gently like coaxing a child: "I know you have a lot of resentment in your heart, and you don't like Tianxuan's people. That being the case, why let a prince of Tianxuan who has a difficult identity be the king of us, Ah Ying, and ask for trouble? I will give orders, and when that Gongsun Nian comes, I will say that I have already arranged a marriage for Ah Ying, and tell him to go back and leave Come again!"

Murongli raised his eyes to look at him, the ice and snow in his clear eyes gradually melted, giving him a bit of warmth.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the long hair on Zhiming's forehead, straightened his crooked hair crown, and laughed softly: "How can the majestic king of a country lie at will?"

Zhi Ming was not convinced: "Anyway, we have a lot of talented people in Tianquan, so it is impossible for him to abduct Ah Ying away from outside!"

When Murong Li was silent for a while, he sighed: "What if... Ah Ying just likes it?"

When the Tianquan Wang and his wife came to the East Palace, the crown prince Zhiying was discussing historical policies with the old lady Fu.Hearing the old lady's voice, Zhi Ming wanted to turn around and run away, but was squinted by Murong Li, and immediately tidied up his clothes obediently, pretending to be calm and walking into the gate of the palace.

The old matriarch praised the prince Zhiying again and again, then looked at the king of Tianquan who was shaking with his hands behind his back, who was not at all upright, sighed, and left.

Zhiying greeted the two fathers, the family of three sat down around the desk, Murongli asked a few homework questions, Zhiying answered unhurriedly, and Murongli nodded in approval.The father and son have similar faces, and their smiles are exactly the same. They are satisfied with Zhi Ming, and only feel that they are the most handsome emperor in the world.

When the valet brought up the waste cardboard box, Zhi Ming's smile turned into annoyance.

Murongli said softly: "You have received quite a few letters from the eldest prince of Tianxuan Kingdom, right?"

Zhi Ying froze for a moment, then nodded silently.

Zhi Ming wished he could jump up: "What? You received it? But those letters were all taken by me—" After thinking about it, Gongsun Qian is so smart, and Ling Guang has nine holes in his heart. The children they raise can be stupid. where to goI'm afraid that Gongsun Nian knew that the letter he wrote had not been handed over to Zhiying, so he tried every means to use various methods.No matter how strict Zhiming's precautions are, there will always be a few letters that slip through the net.

Zhi Ming coughed to hide his embarrassment after his tricks were exposed: "...Then why didn't you reply to him?"

Zhiying looked up at Murongli, complex emotions flashed in his eyes.He said softly: "My son is not only the prince of Tianquan, but also the blood of Yaoguang. Yaoguang and Tianxuan have a sworn feud...I don't want to have more involvement with Prince Tianxuan."

Murongli seemed to have guessed the answer a long time ago, he lowered his eyes and drank tea silently.

Zhiming felt sorry for his son, and also for Murongli, in the end he could only sigh.

There were at least hundreds of letters in the waste cardboard box, but none of them reached Zhiying.The father and son sat in the study of the East Palace all afternoon.Zhi Ming and Murong Li played a game of chess, while Zhi Ying silently opened and read the letter beside him.

At dusk, when the sun sets on the western mountain, the golden-red light shines through the carved vermilion window and fills the study room of the East Palace. Murongli and Zhiying, who are both dressed in red, are separated by the desk, like two immortals who have fallen into the world.

After reading all the letters, Zhiying slowly folded the envelopes and put them neatly in the mahogany box. After thinking about it, she called a servant to bring a candle, and picked up a letter to light it.

Zhiming was both happy and sad in his heart, and was about to speak out to persuade him, when he reached out with one hand, blocking Zhiying's movements.

Murongli put the letter back into the wooden box, took Zhiying's hand, and told him to sit in front of him, resting his head on his lap like he did when he was a child, wrapping his arms around him and smoothing his black long hair with the other.

A faint smile flowed from the corner of Murong Li's mouth.

Murongli looked down at his son's already blooming face, and said: "I hate King Tianxuan, it's my business, your heart is pleasing to Prince Tianxuan, it's your business, don't confuse them. Although Yaoguang and Tianxuan don't share the sky , but I gave up revenge many years ago. These years, Yaoguang has been assisted by the power of heaven, and it has become stronger and stronger. Just go to the grave, you don't have to lose your heart for me. You are my child, I only hope that your life will be safe and smooth, and your wish will come true."

"...Does father like Gongsun Nian?"

Murong Li glanced at Zhi Ming, and Zhi Ming swallowed the three words "dislike" that came to his lips.

Murong Li smiled and said: "I like it. Fortunately, that child is neither rigid and pedantic like Brother Gongsun, nor overbearing and overbearing like King Tianxuan. If you two can get married, with him to accompany you and complement each other, you can also smile more .”

Only then did Zhiying gradually show a smile.

Although he didn't fall in love with Gongsun Nian at first sight, he couldn't stand the entanglement of Gongsun Nian letter after letter for three years.He has never moved pen and ink, but moved his heart.

Three days later, Gongsun Nian came to Tianquan Palace and finally saw Zhiying again.

Zhiming had no choice but to let him and Zhiying go on an outing outside the city.When the two of them were blushing to each other in the Yuqiong flowers, Zhi Ming was scribbling under the gazebo.

This time it's not about painting bastards, but listing fields and mines, gold, silver and jade, rare treasures, antiques and rare... There are several sheets of paper.

When Murongli came to the gazebo, Zhi Ming was still thinking hard about what to add with his brush in his mouth. Seeing Murongli walking in, he immediately picked up the few pieces of paper and presented treasures to Murongli.

Murong Li smiled and said, "If you practice calligraphy hard at your age, isn't it a bit late?"

Zhi Ming said: "No, I'm writing a letter to King Tianxuan!"

Hearing this, Murong Li's face darkened, but it wasn't because of the past enmity.When he spoke, there was a bit of sourness in his tone: "What is the king writing to him for?"

Zhi Ming felt a little bit of jealousy, and immediately smiled, pulled Murong Li to sit down affectionately, and explained to him: "Don't worry, Ah Li, my heart for you, in this life, in the next life, in the next life... In short It will never change! Me, this is for the benefit of us Aying! Even if the prince of Tianxuan wants to marry me, Tianquan, he should get a dowry gift! Look, have I missed anything? Do you want to add something?"

Zhiming babbled, full of little money fanatics, Murongli nestled in his arms, listening to him babbling in his ears, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth into a smile.

This person, just like before, is afraid that his son will be wronged, and that Murongli will feel unhappy in the slightest.He is so magnanimous that with a wave of his hand, the taxes of all the people can be reduced or exempted, and he is so stingy that he has to argue with King Tianxuan for a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones... He is as willful as a child, but always takes on the responsibility of being a husband and wife at critical moments. The heavy responsibility of the father came.

"Don't make King Tianxuan anxious, he has two children! If Tianxuan's treasury is empty, Tianxuan Crown Prince Mausoleum Yihuan will not be able to produce decent things when he marries Tianshu Crown Prince Meng Zhiqi, let alone Tianxuan. King Xuan turned his face, and Zhong Kunyi will also be branded with Tianquan..."

"...That's true. King Tianxuan is not easy to mess with, and Zhong Kunyi is even more difficult to deal with. That Tianshu King Mengzhang looks thin and young, and he has a lot of eyes! Anyway, the things I listed are enough, Just send it to King Tianxuan!"

The spring day is getting warmer and the spring breeze is intoxicating, Murongli looked at the snow-white and deep-red Yuqiong flowers outside the gazebo, found a more comfortable place in Zhiming's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Tired!Although he raised a worry-free son, this son is the Crown Prince of Tianquan after all. If he wants to get married, can a father not worry about it?

In a blink of an eye, the son also reached the age of marriage.Recalling the ups and downs and the bloody storms of those years, Murongli couldn't help sighing secretly.At that time, he would never have imagined that there would be such peace of mind today.

Fortunately, I met this person next to me.

Zhi Ming circled his hands and covered Murongli's body with his wide sleeves, fearing that he would catch cold from the wind.He held Murongli in his arms, looked at the blooming Yuqiong flowers, and chattered about the affairs of several countries in these years-"...that Zhong Kunyi, relying on the fact that King Tianshu was a few years younger and in good health, threw his son to the sky. Xuan, help Tianshu to seek benefits. Seeing King Tianxuan push the political affairs to the crown prince these few years, and be at ease with the prince, Gongsun Qian, and envy him again. He wants King Tianshu to abdicate sooner, so he asks the doctor to do it again I heard that their second son can already run away. Ling Yihuan and Meng Zhiqi...Jian Bin and Qi Zhikan's children are about to be born too...but it doesn't matter, you gave birth to Ah Ying too hard, I really don't care I can't bear it... I don't know if there is any medicine for the genius doctor, and when Ah Ying and the others get married..."

While drowsy, Murongli said "OK" softly.

Zhi Ming looked down at him, showing a satisfied smile.