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

"Ali."

Someone in the crowd seemed to be calling him.

A look of astonishment slipped through Murongli's eyes, he turned around, and stepped on the muddy and wet bluestone slab with his bare feet, wearing only a thin black robe, and a transparent blood stick stuck in his hair. Hosta. "who?"

Flowering branches, under the tree.

Someone was looking at him with a choked smile, and he tried to take a few steps forward, but he still couldn't see that person's face clearly.

Judging from the general outline, it can only be seen that this is a man with an extremely delicate face.

"A Li, the pear blossoms are blooming."

The man raised his hand, the breeze blew slowly, and the plain white pear blossoms swept in the wind, lingering around the man, and passing by his exquisite face from time to time.

I still remember that day, the pear blossoms in Tianquan Palace were in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers was overflowing, refreshing.

Accompanied by his attendants, he was admiring the flowers, and when he touched the pear tree in the Tianquan Palace that had not bloomed for nearly 30 years, all the pear buds in the tree bloomed at that moment.

For a while, the flowers are full of branches.

The fragrance of pears enveloped the entire Tianquan Palace.

Like his heart, miracles grow.

Murong Li's lower lip, which was as thin as a sword, moved slightly, but his eyes were still calm.

On that day, perhaps Murong Li would not know that on the gazebo not far away, that man in a purple robe full of dignity was looking at him with his chin resting on his cheek.

Such clear eyes were so pure and harmless that no one dared to touch them, but the red dress just broke this holy image, and instead added a bit of seductive charm to him.

But on that exquisite and delicate face, the expression was as rigid as a puppet day after day, Zhiming didn't understand why a beautiful person like Ah Li would be depressed all day long.

"A Li laughed, A Li finally laughed..." Zhi Ming murmured while covering his heart.

"Your Majesty, although Lord Lantai Ling looks good, you can't look at it like this all day long."

Zhi Ming looked away lightly, picked up the jade cup beside his hand and threw it at the servant, "What do you know, I am happy."

The valet wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his eyes away, smiled dryly a few times, thinking in his heart that their king might have taken a fancy to Mr. Lan Tailing, but both the king and his lord are men. .....

"But Your Majesty, Lord Lan Tailing doesn't know if you look at it that way." The servant muttered aggrievedly, secretly thinking about finding some reason to slip away later.

"A Li doesn't need to know, the King is happy seeing A Li, and the King is happy."

The servant shook his head helplessly, and stood quietly at the side, turning his head to watch the magenta robe gradually drifting away among the flowers in the courtyard, and the eyes of his own king became more and more eager...

"When will Ah Li know my king's intentions?" Zhi Ming said with a half-smile, and he was speaking to others as well as himself.

"Ah Li smells so good." The man stood still for a while, then suddenly approached Murong Li.

Every time he took a step forward, Murongli took a step back.

Until, there is no way out.

"Who are you?"

"A Li doesn't need to know who I am."

The breeze brushed over his gentle eyebrows and gently lifted a few strands of blue hair on his forehead. The man raised his hand to catch the petals that fell from the flower branches in front of him.

The man's warm fingers rubbed his face, Murong Li opened his mouth and forgot about the movement.The breeze faded away, but that unruly face gradually revealed its appearance in the wind.

"No matter when and where, I will be in that world, waiting for you."

Murongli's consciousness gradually became clear from fuzzy. With the help of the soft pillow behind him, he gradually propped up his body. Seeing this scene, the valet who was carrying the basin staggered, and the large basin of warm water almost missed Murongli's body. Seeing this scene, a servant covered his mouth in fright and screamed, which made Murong Li's eardrums hurt.

Murongli patrolled around for a week. There were all kinds of gourmet delicacies and jade bracelets and gold hairpins on the table. If all these can be exchanged for red tickets, then he would really make a fortune. It's faster than buying lottery tickets, and the most useful thing for him is that he doesn't have to pay taxes on the money he sells.

"I'll go, rich man." Murong Li shook his head and murmured.

"County... Princess, you are awake."

"It's like seeing a ghost when you see me." Murong Li twitched the corner of his mouth, lifted the thick brocade quilt on his legs, and made a gesture to get out of bed.

"Princess, princess, please don't move." Don't make any mistakes before the saint comes.

Murongli pretended not to hear, and got out of bed on his own, but when he just stood up, his feet felt numb, and he fell back on the bed all of a sudden.

"Princess, why don't we take medicine first when we serve you?" The servant lowered his head and brought the medicine bowl in his hand to Murongli step by step.

Murong Li glanced at the medicine bowl, the bowl was filled with a black liquid that smelled smoky and bitter.

Murongli's eyes widened slightly, and his small face was tightly wrinkled: "Can I not drink?"

Seeing the disgusted look on Murongli's face, the servant was in trouble immediately. He remembered that he had served this master when the princess was still their Tianquan Lantai order. There are no such stinky problems.

Could it be that his master has resurrected his soul from a dead body...

"You must drink." There was a strong male voice from outside the hall, and everyone in the room turned their gazes to the source of the sound, only to see the person coming from the door against the light. Chaotang hurried over to Zhiming.

When he just came down from the court hall, he pushed back the attendants who had always been by his side, and planned to go back to Xutai to visit Ah Li, but he hadn't walked a few steps when he suddenly saw Xiaopang not far away. He ran towards him quickly.

"Hoo...Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Princess Murong, Princess Murong, he..." Fatty stroked his heaving chest, out of breath.

"Tell me what's wrong with A Li, what's wrong with him?" Zhi Ming's nerves tensed up when he heard the word A Li, he leaned over, grabbed Xiaopang's skirt, and stared at him. The pupils trembling slightly due to fear, asked hastily.

"The county...the princess, the princess...the princess..."

"Your tongue is tied or something, tell me what's wrong with my Ah Li." Zhi Ming also ignored his identity, directly raised his fist at Xiaopang, and waved it in front of him a few times.

"Princess Murong, he's awake!" After Xiaopang finished speaking, he quickly covered his face with his hands, but the imaginary pain did not hit him.

Zhi Ming lowered his hands slowly, caressing his heart and murmured: "A Li, A Li woke up, A Li finally woke up."

"Ali, do you remember me?"

Zhi Ming leaned over, held the man's creamy face with one hand, pulled his face closer to his own, stared at his own reflection in his black pupils, and said softly.

Murongli glanced at him nervously, this man's momentary tenderness actually made him a little uncomfortable.

What exactly is he afraid of, he doesn't know, and he can't say clearly.

Looking at the soft curve of his mouth that had never been raised before, Murongli felt a convulsion in his heart.

What the hell are you pretending to be.

The two stared at each other for a long time, as if they wanted to see through each other's hearts through those black pupils.Time passed little by little, and the servants in Xiangxu Terrace retreated out in a timely manner, and now there are only two of them left in the inner hall.

The light shines on Murongli's side face through the carved wooden screen, and even more so on his pale face and empty eyes.

"A Li, why don't you speak?" Zhi Ming's eyes darkened a bit, but there was still a slight smile on his face.The hand caressing his face gradually slipped from his thin jaw to the protruding throat in his neck, "Here, can't you speak?"

Murongli stared blankly at him with wide open eyes, and Zhiming looked at him, at this moment, he only felt his brain being filled with a bucket of ice water, and a bone-piercing coolness pierced through his heart.

really......

When he first took the medicine, the genius doctor Tianji told himself that the medicine had side effects, but now there is no other way but to try his best.

"Try, of course you have to try, if you don't try, how can Ah Li be saved!"

It was he who brought him to such a point, and all of this was indirectly caused by him, the obsession that loved him the most.

He had already harmed his A Li once, but unexpectedly, there would actually be a second time.

A sense of loss instantly filled the softest part of his heart, and the nerves that had been relaxed tensed up again.

Seeing the man in a daze, Murongli stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him a few times, but Zhi Ming grabbed his hand back, "A Li, is this my punishment from heaven? They will all bet on you."

Zhi Ming's lips, which were as thin as a sword's blade, pulled slightly, and a bitter smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

Murong Li was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he was broken, this guy must have misunderstood what he meant.

Zhi Ming took his hand on the quilt, and helped him press the corner of the quilt. Seeing Murong Li's still calm expression, he couldn't help sighing: "If Ah Li can't speak, then Ah Li Just tell me with your eyes what Ah Li wants to say, okay?"

"I, you...I..." Seeing his astonished face, Murong Li hesitated for a long time, not knowing where to start.

"A Li, A Li, you can talk!" Zhi Ming straightened up excitedly, wrapped his hands around his thin shoulders, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, his words were full of excitement.

Murong Li's pupils shrank suddenly, he turned his head in disgust, his brows and eyes were wrinkled.

"Ali, what's wrong with you?"

After a while, Murongli turned his head away again, staring at Zhiming like ice needles.

"You and I will never be at odds in this life." Murong Li blinked, and the corners of his lips parted and closed slightly.

The soft words and the tone without any emotion make people feel like falling into the ice cellar instantly.

Zhi Ming was slightly taken aback, Mo Mo's eyes sank, and he quietly whispered in his ear, "A Li, what did you say?"

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