[Zhili] Biography of the Assassin: The Dragon Has No Regrets

Dusk fell quietly, and as soon as Han Dongli returned to the bedroom, several young men in green clothes greeted him. "My lord, the bath water is ready, let's help you wash up and go to bed."

"Where's my elder brother Bai Zhi?" Han Dongli casually flipped through the plain white paper that had just been copied on the case. The ink hadn't dried up, and he seemed to have just left.

"Young Master Bai Zhi is going to bed in the side hall." The young servants said in unison, from the appearance and expression of those individuals, they couldn't see any flaws.

How could he not know that he has sent people to inquire about Big Brother Bai Zhi's whereabouts in the past few days, and now that it is the dead of night, he will never have the chance to stay in the palace.

Yu Xiao, what exactly did he tell him to do to make his elder brother Bai Zhi, who is like a banished fairy, hang his head and frown all day long, and his energy is low.

He must go out of the palace tomorrow to find out.

After washing and washing, he bowed his hands and screened the others away.

That night, Han Dongli couldn't sleep.

Recently, Tianquan's army has arrived at the border of Xunsu. The soldiers have been stationed there for more than forty hours. When the war between the two countries is about to break out, there is news from the Tianquan Palace that the current Holy Majesty Zhiming is missing.

This was originally good news for him, for Tang Guang, for Yu Yuxiao, and for the whole family, but he always felt that there was something missing in his heart, and he felt a dull pain.

After half an hour, Han Dongli finally fell asleep, but Yu Xiao's face suddenly appeared in his mind. The hostility, on the contrary, is the ambiguous pampering and inexplicable ambiguity, only to see a gentle smile suddenly rise from the corner of his mouth.Then the picture changed, and a vague human face appeared in his mind again, with black hair hanging down the clouds, and a purple bun on the forehead, in the depths of Yu Qionghua, smiling and hugging his waist.

"A Li, my heart is happy."

When he woke up from the dream, Han Dongli was wearing a quilt, his temples were covered with thin sweat, and the bedroom was brightly lit. Han Dongli, who lived a low-carbon life in his previous life, was used to sleeping with the lights off, so he hurriedly called for a servant Asked: "Can this palace lantern be turned off?"

The valet first lowered his head in salute, pursed his lips, and looked slightly embarrassed. "Young master, your majesty said that you are most afraid of the dark at night, so you specially told the younger ones that the palace lanterns in the Wangchen Terrace where you live must always be on, and they must not be extinguished for a moment."

If the palace lantern goes out, it will be a matter of losing one's head.

"Is it true that it can't be extinguished for a moment?" Han Dongli picked up a well-decorated palace lantern, and the flames inside were dancing slightly. He quickly knelt down and kept kowtowing to himself, muttering, "Young Master, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

"Get up, I have no intention of extinguishing this palace lantern." Seeing this, Han Dongli lost interest for a while.

The valet was stunned, and hurriedly kowtowed to express his thanks.

"I'm not your ancestor, but to show such a great gift to me, an ordinary grassroots man, could it be that this is what you King Susu ordered?" Han Dongli smiled half-jokingly.

"This... of course, was not ordered by our Majesty, but His Majesty said that we should treat you well, my lord." Those of us who are servants, our lives are hanging on our belts.

Han Dongli stopped teasing him, and bent down to put away the plain paper on the case.

"Let the servant come, young master rest, don't get tired." After saying that, he reached out to pick up the paper, Han Dongli was also afraid that it would be difficult for them to do so, so he handed it to him without hesitation.

"You are diligent in your hands and feet."

"The lord of the country has ordered us to serve the young master well, saying that the young master is our resident, resident..."

The servant suddenly ran into trouble. The original words of the king said that this son is the mother of the country who will live in the future, the queen of the king, but I don’t know if the king has told the son about this matter. If you say it out there, you will be charged with disrespect if you don't keep it intact.

Han Dongli suddenly became interested, "What's the matter?"

"Honored guest, honored guest staying overnight!" The valet rolled his eyes around and smiled innocently at Han Dongli with a low eyebrow.

"Is there any honored guest like me who is just waiting to die?" Han Dongli couldn't help laughing while covering his mouth when he heard the word "honored guest", "One day you will regret taking me Come to stay overnight."

After talking with the servant for a while about the former owner of Wangchen Terrace, Mu Rongli, the corners of Han Dongli's mouth twitched more and more.

Although I was a little surprised by Murongli's special hobbies in my heart, a big man is actually afraid of the dark, so I can only take it... um.

However, after thinking about it, Yu Xiao really cared for Murongli. A man can do this to another man. What is the power of a good friend? This is called the power of a good friend. Xiao actually has other thoughts about Murong Li.

After sitting at the table, he raised his teacup and took a few sips of herbal tea, before Han Dongli felt a lot more awake.

"Mr. Murong once left a painting on our Wangchen Terrace. The man in the painting is so lifelike and lifelike that even the most powerful painter in our country is ashamed of himself!"

Han Dongli lowered his head and bit his lips, and his smile faded slightly, "Can you show me?"

The expression on the servant's face was a bit astonished, but without any hesitation in his heart, he took out a scroll from the cabinet, then moved his fingers, and the scroll slowly unfolded in front of Han Dongli.

squeak-

Just when Han Dongli was about to see the face of the person on the scroll, he suddenly heard a strange noise outside the door, followed the sound and looked out, only to see a middle-aged man in luxurious robes, Shi Shiran, walking in, followed by him Three or two eunuchs and several young servants.

"Are you still not polite when you see the Master of the Imperial College?" the head eunuch reminded sharply.

Han Dong frowned inwardly, held a lamp in his hand, and looked at the Guozijian.

"My son doesn't need to salute when he sees your lord. Could it be that you, a little Guozijian, have already surpassed the king?"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the few people present were shocked when they heard the words, and looked at this bold young man in astonishment.

Not to mention how the Lord Yuxiao spoiled him, but he didn't get any official position in Xunsu, and he didn't have any real power in his hands, and their master Guozijian said that the elders of the three dynasties should not be underestimated. When an adult speaks, that's simply...to die for!

"Of course you won't be above the king." The Imperial Supervisor walked towards Han Dongli with a half-smile, "However, those kings didn't teach you the rules, so it's better for me to teach you personally." Suddenly, he kicked Han Dongli's knee.

The strength of his kick was extremely fierce, and his moccasin boots had a sharp and sharp toe. This kick was so hard that Han Dongli staggered suddenly, his kneecap seemed to be smashed by life, and he fell to his knees all of a sudden. , cold sweat streaming down from his forehead.

"Some people are born like this. They don't eat the soft ones and eat the hard ones. I have always claimed to be kind to you, but you just miss the old master. Could it be that you want him to help you regain your glory?"

Several servants followed suit and echoed a few words, muttering something, Han Dongli was startled, what did he do, why did he miss his old master, what did the old man mean by what he said?

The sharp pain from his knee was still piercing, Han Dongli gritted his teeth, and raised the corner of his lips indifferently, "As the old owner of Yaoguang, I naturally hope that my country will enjoy a prosperous life, the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe, but whether Yaoguang can recover, you guys As an outsider, it is best not to point fingers here."

The implication is self-evident to everyone, that is, since this matter is my Yao Guang's business, then don't mind your own business if you stay here.

Like a gust of wind blowing across his cheeks, Han Dongli only felt buzzing in his ears, and a burning pain on his face - he was actually slapped!

No matter in his previous life or in this life, Han Dongli had never been slapped in the face. Although he came from a bad background in his previous life, it was a society ruled by law after all, and he had never been so humiliated before!

"You are a scum who is a monster and a disaster for the country. If our lord didn't want to help you regain the glory, how could you ignore the objections of the ministers and resolutely fight against the current emperor and fight to the death with the power of heaven?!"

Before Guozijian finished speaking, the second palm suddenly stopped in mid-air, his eyes narrowed slightly and he raised his eyes, there was a "click", only to find that his right arm seemed to be broken in response.

A bright yellow robe approached, and Han Dong's focus from the corner of his eyes was instantly frozen there.

Yu Xiao, it's Yu Xiao.

"My lord, shouldn't you be fighting that Zhiming on the front line right now? Why..." The Imperial Prisoner was shocked when he saw Yu Xiao wearing a bright yellow robe, his feet were vain, and he couldn't help but shudder slightly. Trembling, even the voice softened a bit.

"There is no leader in the power of heaven, and this king will not do such things as taking advantage of people's danger."

After saying this, Yu Xiao suddenly squatted down, stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft black hair on the top of Han Dongli's head, the coldness in his eyes suddenly turned into soft spring water, "Are you all right?"

Han Dongli's pupils trembled slightly, looking at the handsome face in front of him, he felt a little uneasy. "I'm fine..."

Seeing the painful expression on the man's face, Yu Xiao slowly drew out her hand and rubbed the man's cheek, her eyes were so gentle that water could overflow, "Let me see."

As he said that, regardless of Han Dongli's willingness or not, he directly lifted up his robe and rolled up his trouser legs.

Seeing the large swelling on the knee of his right leg, raised as high as a fist, his heart ached, and his complexion suddenly became particularly ugly. "It's nothing. This king is so easy to lie, why don't you take your body seriously?"

"My lord, I..." Han Dongli's throat stopped, and it was the man's lips that pressed against him secretly.

When the Guozijian and the others saw this scene, their faces became even more ugly. They wanted to secretly take his group of people away while the two of them were warming up. He opened his mouth: "Where do you want to go, Master Guozijian?"

"My lord, you must not stay in my house with such swindlers. I am doing harm to the people and thinking about my great cause!" Seeing the impassioned statement of the Imperial College, Yu Xiao's heart tightened suddenly. He walked over and kicked the Guozijian's knee, and the servants behind him rushed to help him.

"This king hates two things the most in this life. One is deception, and the other is that someone dares to hurt the person I love. I have already said at least a dozen things in the court about my beloved Yaoguang's former lord Murong Li. Over and over again, why do people still commit this taboo and touch me against my scales, it seems that all of you are impatient to live." Slightly waved your hands, and suddenly a few guards with weapons pushed the door open, and the group of The person who was prostrate on the ground and kowtowed and apologized was dragged away.

"My lord, please forgive me, my lord, we don't dare anymore. It's all the idea of ​​the Imperial Supervisor alone, and it has nothing to do with us!!" Several servants who were still arrogant a moment ago turned their backs one after another. The scene fell into chaos for a while, and the imperial guards outside the hall also drew their swords and rushed in. Yu Xiao subconsciously stood in front of Han Dongli and roared angrily:

"Chop off the heads of this group of people and throw them out of the palace gate to feed the dogs!"

"and many more--"

"Ali?"

"Yuxiao, I lied to you, if not, you can also throw me out of the palace gate."

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