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

During the period when Murongli lived in Xiao Ran's courtyard, he found that Yaoguang's hometown was calm on the surface, but in reality it was undercurrent.

"Yao Guang has been dusty for too long, I have to move." Murong Li rubbed his aching forehead and said, a few traces of imperceptible tiredness appeared on his cold face.

The writing brush stained with vermilion ink corrected a few places on a memorial copied by Xiao Ran, put it back on the wooden inkstone plate, and then called the little waiter beside him to send it to his room.

For several days in a row, he actually did this.

His innovation has paid off, and with Xiao Ran offering these strategies on his behalf, the rioting people in Yaoguang City have finally settled down. With the power of perseverance.

But he didn't want to beg him, especially he didn't want to beg him with Yao Guang's affairs.

"Your Majesty, it's autumn." Xiao Ran squatted beside him, and put the crimson clothes on his shoulders.

His hair was a little long, reaching to his waist.

"Fang Ye did it for me in the past." Murongli looked at him and said, "Now that time has changed, the king is no longer the king."

"The king is still the king. In Xiao Ran's heart, there is only one monarch in the world, and that is you, the king."

"Xiao Ran!" Murong Li hastily interrupted him, afraid that Xiao Ran would say something disrespectful again. "If it is, if it is in front of him, you must not say such lies."

"Your Majesty! Don't you want to compete with the Zhiming Co-Lord this time when you return to Yaoguang?" Xiao Ran said without any room for it. After all, he was a military commander, and he was not as careful as Fang Ye after all.

"In this world, it's not that I don't want it, it's that I can't!"

He owes Zhiming too much, and Zhiming treats him wholeheartedly. Now that Zhiming has the power in the world, there are many people who coveted that position. If even he wants to intervene, he will really feel guilty. Ming for a lifetime.

In Yaoguang City, the autumn is in decline. Occasionally, you can see little boys selling golden osmanthus on the street. They dry the freshly picked golden osmanthus, wrap them in thin paper with string, and tie them into square ones like those in the drugstore. The paper bag can be eaten as sweet-scented osmanthus cake or brewed with sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"Xiao Er, here are two catties of stewed beef and half a bowl of sake!" Two fat and strong men walked into the inn with ease, and shouted at somewhere in the shop. With the ledger in hand, he walked down the stairs.

"Guest officer, you eat beef and drink sake, how boring it is!"

The fat and strong man glanced at him, and grabbed his skirt, the tendons on both sides of his cheeks trembled, "Then what kind of wine are you talking about, can you have Du Kang in this poor shop?"

"Du Kang doesn't have any, but we have sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

The two strong men looked at each other, their eyes were wide open, and they both acted as if they had never heard of it before. Seeing that the two did not answer, the waiter in the shop continued talking without hesitation.

"This sweet-scented osmanthus liqueur, the deeper it is under the tree and the longer it is left, the stronger and sweeter the taste will be, just like human feelings. After getting along for a long time, you will feel it no matter what..."

When people get along with each other for a long time, they will have feelings no matter what.

Bai Zhi, who was wearing a half silver mask at the next table, lowered his head and smiled wryly, lowered his eyes slightly, and continued to listen attentively to the waiter's words.

Yuxiao, I've been with you for so long, do you have any decent feelings for me, or can you share some of my afterglow with Murongli?

Bai Zhi ordered a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus liqueur, and when he drank it, the tip of his tongue was bitter.

"Boss, is what we want ready?"

Just as Bai Zhiyin's cheeks were flushed, an official dressed like a native of Yaoguang walked in, followed by a handsome young man in blue robe.

"Why are you so anxious, isn't this ready?" The two strong men in the shop carried a huge cloth bag on their shoulders, and put it gently in front of them, while the shop owner held his hands behind his back, slowly follow behind.

"Are you sure it contains all the things we want?" The officials lowered their voices, somewhat disbelieving.

"Oh, sure, sure, everything you want is in it." The store owner looked anxious, he managed to find this thing from the Yaoguang folk, so it's possible that the two of them still don't buy it, right?

Bai Zhi looked at them suspiciously, walked forward, and sneered, "It's such a good show that officials and officials are protecting each other and flirting with each other. If your Princess Yaoguang finds out, where are you going to put your heads?"

"Where are you, Lizi, we're doing business aboveboard, so let me stay where it's cool!" the official scolded, and hurried out with one of the packages.

But Bai Zhi stopped him, "The old master of Yaoguang has returned. He came back this time to eradicate you old aristocratic forces. If you don't restrain your behavior, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

As soon as he heard this, the official's words faltered for a moment, and he quickly pushed him away. He was so anxious that he couldn't care about the strength of his subordinates. Bai Zhi staggered back a few times, and a jasper fell from his chest. The waist falls.

The young man in the blue robe took a closer look and was shocked. The special pattern carved on the jade surface could be regarded as belonging to the Yuheng royal family! "Kings……"

In Tianquan City, which is thousands of miles away, there has already been heavy snowfall, and it is hard to die.

As usual, Zhiming went to Zhang Huatai to review the memorial after leaving the court.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes floated on his sloppy black long fur, and because the temperature was too high, it quickly melted, just like the softness in his lacquered eyes.

There was a raging pot of charcoal burning next to the bed, and the palace people present couldn't help sweating a little, but the person on the bed lay quietly as if he didn't feel anything.

Zhiming approached, and the person lying on the bed gradually approached his heart from his eyes, but until he saw the pale face and the slightly heaving chest due to shortness of breath, his heart felt a burst of pain. Pain.

After staying in Tianquan for so long, he became thinner and thinner.

Zhi Ming squatted down and looked closely at his A Li.

His Ah Li's appearance is always so out of this world, but he doesn't understand why he can still count the number of laughs on one finger after they have been together for so long.

Zhi Ming thought about it, and couldn't help but want to stretch out his arms and hug him, "Your Majesty, no!"

The imperial doctor at the door hurried in, holding a wooden medicine box in his hand, Zhi Ming frowned, didn't he just hug Ah Li?What's wrong?

After getting the needle, the imperial doctor put the needle back into the medicine box, sighed and said, "Your Majesty, the Princess is suffering from a heart attack."

"Can't ordinary medicines cure it?" Zhi Ming didn't understand.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for speaking bluntly, but in fact, if Your Majesty wants the princess to get well sooner, you should stop coming to Zhanghuatai to see the princess."

"What does this mean?"

"Princess, the heart disease of the princess is actually caused by you, Your Majesty. As long as you don't come to see the princess during this time, the princess will recover from her illness."

The author has something to say:

Jiaowei is finally liberated, liberated~~ The exam is really an extraordinary sour taste.

This article will probably end in the summer vacation, and new pits will be opened after the end. Welcome to collect the author's column ο(=?ω＜=)

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