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

Soon after came the Yaoguang Lantern Festival, Zhi Ming didn't bring his entourage to follow, and even the hidden guards were dismissed temporarily.

Since he was a child, his father built a solid city wall around him to protect him from any harm, but he would never have imagined that that solid city wall would be destroyed in one day. collapse.

But Ah Li is different from him.

"A subjugated person is like a rootless duckweed." This sentence is as clear as Leng Feng holding a knife and scraping past Zhiming's ear.

That's right, Ah Li has suffered so much, yet he is ridiculously divorced from him.

Subconsciously, he clenched the hand of the person beside him, and the corners of his eyes were a little awkward. If he didn't hold that person's hand, he would feel as if he was floating on a cloud and would fall down at any time.

The temperature in the palm of his hand was taken away in an instant, and Zhi Ming was taken aback: "Ah Li!"

He hurried forward to look for it. This time the lantern festival was set up in Dongcheng Pool in Zhongshu County. Dongcheng is the most prosperous area in Zhongshu County. There are many people. Zhiming walked around several times before he vaguely saw it among a dozen lanterns. To that jade-like face.

It was Ah Li——he was dressed in a minimalist crimson dress, his profile with downcast eyes was like the silhouette of a plum blossom, and his graceful figure was faintly visible under the swaying lights.

The follower next to him is... Xiao Ran

Zhiming's sword eyebrows were stained with complicated emotions. He walked forward in confusion, but at this time his sleeve robe was pulled, "There are loops over there, take me to play! I remember you were in Tianquan Didn't you brag all day about being the best at looping?"

Zhi Ming turned his head and brushed the man's hand.

Han Dongli was stunned, "Zhi Ming..."

The sound of "Zhiming" made him wake up instantly, and all his complicated thoughts were left behind, "A Li, where did you go just now... Also, why didn't you wear red clothes today?"

Zhi Ming's words rang in his ears, and Han Dongli reached out and tapped his forehead: "Hey, since when did I like wearing red clothes, it's like getting married."

"Where did you go just now? Did you see a man in red standing in front of the lantern..." Zhi Ming asked uncertainly.

"No, I just came over there, and I didn't see any man in red." Han Dongli tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly seemed to realize something, "Do you not like me anymore?"

Zhi Ming held his hand, and his heart was beating violently when he didn't know whether he was a rascal or a coquettish act, and a strand of purple hair hanging from his forehead covered the emotion in his eyes. "Ah Li is so stupid, how could I not like you."

There were circles of ripples in his heart, a faint smile appeared between his brows, and he subconsciously took the man's hand: "I'll take you to the center of the lake to put lanterns."

Watching the purple and white figure walk away, Murongli put down the lamp, turned his head to look at Xiao Ran: "Xiao Ran, you can see clearly this time."

Xiao Ran frowned, and said: "My lord, I can see clearly, but why did that young man..." His appearance was exactly the same as yours.

Murong Li shook his head, that boy's appearance is indeed similar to him, but his age is not the same, this year he is twenty-three, but that boy is just in the middle of nowhere.

That day, in the depths of Yuqiong Forest, the clear stream reflected the Qionghua flowers, and the clear and silent reflection of the stream revealed a strange but familiar face—it was him in his weak crown year.

"Now I don't want to know the origin of that young man. Judging from his appearance, it seems that he won't hurt Zhiming." He lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "The witch doctor in Yaoguang once said that I can't live to be 24 years old. It's not a bad thing for this boy to accompany him instead of me."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ran's confusion disappeared, and he finally understood why his king came back in the name of returning to Yaoguang to worship his ancestors, and then ordered the county to be closed and leave the man in this way: "But such a Come on, what about Yaoguang's thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, isn't this the most precious thing in your heart?"

Murong Li shook his head, and walked forward with his hands behind his back like a sigh: "In my heart, the most precious thing has never been Yao Guang..."

Xiao Ran stared at the relaxed back of his master. He had experienced so much with his master, and he could feel the despair like falling into a glacier.

He didn't understand the meaning of his master's last words, just like the last breath of winter in early spring, a trace of uneasiness lingered in his heart.

Murongli's intuition has always been accurate, but there are some things that he did not expect.

A flat boat was going down the river, and it was several feet away from the shore, and the only sound of gurgling water could be heard in the cabin. Zhi Ming raised the curtain between the boats, and some pedestrians could still be seen walking by the shore, some of them were wearing clothes. The man in red.

I heard from the fisherman who was going down the pole that the Lantern Festival in Yaoguang Central County was their Yaoguang New Year's Day. Because the Lord of Yaoguang County liked red, many people also wanted to get auspicious, and went to the streets wearing red clothes. Gradually, this has evolved into a Yaoguang custom.

But that side face, how could he admit his mistake, it was the person he cared about the most... No, what was he thinking, isn't Ah Li by his side?How could there be another Ali.

Han Dongli rubbed his sleepy eyes, and was about to say something, but Zhi Ming immediately held his hand: "Ah Li, I'm tired."

"Well, a little bit." After saying this, he turned to the right side, took advantage of the situation with his left hand, and simply hugged Zhi Ming next to him.

Zhi Ming was stunned for a moment, his body stiffened for a moment, and then he stretched out his arms to hug him.

The soft hair brushed Zhiming's chin lightly. The man seemed not satisfied with this position, so he rubbed against his arms and found the most comfortable sleeping position.

Zhiming's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, and his breathing couldn't calm down. In the past, A Li was such a cold and unkind person, but now... how come he throws himself into his arms

Zhi Ming tried his best to relax himself until he heard the person in his arms breathing steadily, then he gradually relaxed.

At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from far and near, and it was getting closer. Zhi Ming carried the man in his arms out of the cabin, stood upright on the bow, and watched a car parked beside the ship. man is getting ready to get into the carriage.

Even though the distance is far away, Zhi Ming thinks that thin and graceful figure is very familiar.

It was the man in red standing in front of the lantern just now, and it was the figure he had been dreaming of.

"A Li..."

The man in red turned his head when he heard the words, Zhi Ming was shocked, and there was a beautiful but fragile smile on that face.

"Xiao Ran, it seems that someone called me A Li just now."

Xiao Ran pursed his lips and smiled: "My lord, in this great world, among the four seas, who else would dare to call you that, except Zhiming Co-Master?"

Xiao Ran's words reminded Murongli, he turned his head, just in time to see a young man in purple robe standing quietly on the prow of a flat boat, and in the arms of that young man was holding another young man in white clothes with a weak crown.

Their eyes met, and a gust of wind blew, both of them were stunned.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, passing silently on the two of them, Murongli just looked at him silently, then turned and got into the carriage.

"Xiao Ran." Murong Li's eyes were slightly hot, and he suppressed his trembling arms, "Let's go quickly."

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