sinking halberd

It was rare for Fang Hengxie to show his emotions, even for a brief moment, Mu Zhenliu could see it clearly.

His heart sank, not because he didn't know how it would end, but before he actually saw it, he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope.

Fang Hengxie stretched out his hand to pour out the cool barley tea in front of Mu Zhenliu, poured another cup, and said: "Although this tea is not a rare thing, it tastes different, and it can cure spleen deficiency and stomach distension. Although some things can't It will benefit the world, but if it can benefit for a while, it should be done.”

Mu Zhenliu said: "When the soldiers meet, the country is in turmoil, and the people are displaced. Is it really a benefit for a while?"

Fang Heng said obliquely: "Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

Mu Zhenliu said: "Chinese medicine has eight methods, 'sweat method', 'spit method', 'down method', 'harmony method', 'warm method', 'clear method', 'elimination method', and 'replenishment method' .Only by proceeding step by step can the chronic disease be cured without harming the root cause.”

Fang Heng smiled slantingly and said: "Martial arts also have eight methods, hand, eye, body method, step, spirit, qi, strength, and skill. What you want is to be as fast as electricity, steady and accurate. The shot will win!"

Mu Zhenliu opened his mouth, lowered his head, raised his teacup, and drank it in one gulp: "I have one more merciless request."

When Mu Zhenliu came out of the yard, he saw Xie Fei leaning on the pillar and looking at him with his arms crossed.

His eyes were shining brightly, but his body smelled of alienation.

Mu Zhen had a runny nose, and his eyes were slightly tingling. Tears wanted to come out, but he held them back.Along the way, mother, father, mentor... the closest people have gone away one by one, and he is the only one left.

If he failed, he would be a lonely family in life, and a lonely ghost in death, and he truly complied with the sentence: come naked and leave naked.

For as long as Xie Fei stared at him, he felt slandered in his heart.

Could it be that if he doesn't go, he really can't come.

Could it be...he has already made the decision to part ways with him?

Thinking of this, Xie Fei's expression changed, and the zhenqi that had just calmed down began to stir up again.

Seeing that Xie Fei was frowning and pale, Mu Zhenliu finally couldn't bear the torment in his heart, walked over quickly, raised his hands, put his arms around his waist, and buried himself in his chest.

Xie Fei was short of breath, immediately hugged him vigorously, leaned against his neck and took a deep breath: "When are you leaving?"

Mu Zhenliu froze.

"Tomorrow?" Xie Fei was afraid of long nights and dreams.

Mu Zhenliu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Xie Fei was overjoyed and hugged him even tighter.Regardless of whether Mu Zhenliu reluctantly agreed because he couldn't let go of himself, as long as he agreed, he would not let go.

After Mu Zhenliu left, Fang Hengxie was still sitting in the pavilion, quietly watching the fire in the stove.

Wen Sisi and Xi Tingyun walked in one after the other, and sat down on his left and right.

Wen Sisi took out two cups spontaneously, put one in front of Xi Tingyun and the other in front of herself, picked up the teapot, just poured half a cup for Xi Tingyun, when there was no water, she couldn't help but smiled wryly: "The fire is getting hotter and hotter." The smaller it is, the less water it burns."

Xi Tingyun said, "What did Mr. Mu say?"

Wen Sisi said: "It must be stubbornness, stubbornness."

Fang Hengxie wryly smiled and said, "It's fine if it's just stubbornness, but why..."

Wen Sisi and Xi Tingyun looked at him eagerly.

Fang Heng sighed obliquely: "Born at the wrong time, we hate seeing each other late."

Xi Tingyun suddenly stretched his neck and poked his head in front of him.

Wen Sisi didn't turn her head back: "It's this kind of feeling like a thorn in my back again... Is it true that Nanjiang's singing and dancing are so peaceful that it doesn't matter to the king of Nanjiang just wandering around with nothing to do? It's really enviable. After all, the prince is the bottom line When do you plan to return to southern Xinjiang?"

Fang Heng smiled brightly and said, "I have one thing I want to ask the prince for help."

Huo Jue looked up at the sky, pretending he didn't hear it.

Fang Hengxie said to himself, "I'm afraid the palace has been a bit uneasy recently, I hope the prince can sit in charge in person."

Huo Jue came over nonchalantly, and did not enter the pavilion, as if he was strolling nearby: "You are not afraid that I will make the place even more uneven."

Fang Heng said with a smirk: "If the prince is willing, I can only do as I please."

Huo Jue glanced at him.

Fang Heng said obliquely: "The emperor is not afraid of the real dragon protecting his body, but the empress is a prostitute, so I hope the prince will take care of it." The implication is that the emperor's life and death are up to him, just the empress is fine.

Huo Jue finally looked a little better.Although he had never met the queen, but because of the princess of Nanjiang, he had an unspeakable affection for the female elders, so he shook his head and acquiesced.

This night was long, but it passed extremely fast.

Mu Zhenliu lay on the bed, didn't have time to think about anything, and the night passed.

This night, to say it was short, passed extremely slowly.

Xie Fei was leaning against the edge of the window, with his eyes open, watching the moon climb up little by little, and then set down little by little, like an old man hobbling over a mountain.

It's just that when they wake up in the morning, both of them are full of energy.

Xie Fei took Mu Zhenliu to wash up quickly, then kicked the door of Fang Hengxie's bedroom to say goodbye, Fang Hengxie only had time to fly up and put on a coat.

"When you're free, come back and have a look." He said.

Fang Heng said obliquely: "If it goes well, we can go back to celebrate the New Year next year."

Mu Zhen's eyelids twitched.

Fang Hengxie still looked calm and calm.

Xie Fei said: "You won't bring one more person?"

"Ok?"

Xie Fei said: "Such as the Northwest King." The tone of his words was full of disdain.

Fang Hengxie was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid I won't be able to invite such distinguished guests even if I want to."

Xie Fei said, "Then don't even think about it."

Mu Zhenliu declined Fang Hengxie to see him off, Wen Sisi came out and was stared back by Xie Feishi, Huo Jue and Xi Tingyun left for the palace yesterday, and the servants of Tianji Mansion were very knowledgeable, after preparing dry food and water for the horses, Consciously disappeared.Therefore, Mu Zhenliu and Xie Fei were a little deserted when they left.

Mu Zhenliu got on the horse, and Xie Fei led him for a while.

"I want to see the imperial city and the palace gate." Mu Zhenliu said suddenly.

Xie Fei raised his head and glanced at him, then turned the horse's head around silently.

Mu Zhenliu grabbed the reins, got off the horse, and walked side by side with Xie Feishi.

The market was noisy, and the two of them were quiet, but they didn't say a word.

It was almost noon, and the palace gate was in sight.

Mu Zhenliu pursed his lips, and reached out to hold Xie Feishi's hand.

Xie Fei was stunned for a moment. In front of others, Mu Zhenliu behaved almost strictly, and rarely indulged. This time's transgression is really abnormal.He held Mu Zhenliu's hand back calmly, and was about to say something when he heard Mu Zhenliu pointing to a nearby restaurant with a "Sweet, Sour and Spicy" banner flying: "The beets in Sanweilou are the same as roasted pigs." Called Shuangjue, my father brought me here once when I was young, and my teacher brought me here again when I was an adult."

Xie Fei said: "It's better to let your husband take you there again after you get married."

Mu Zhenliu looked at him sideways.

Xie Fei was originally joking, but when his sweetheart stared at him like this, he couldn't help but feel happy: "Buy it for your husband?"

Mu Zhenliu smiled, with indescribable tenderness: "Okay."

Xie Fei handed him the reins, turned around and entered the restaurant.

Mu Zhenliu looked at his back, slowly suppressed his smile, and turned to look at the palace gate.

Blue sky and white clouds, dawn like gold.Green tiles and vermilion walls, soldiers armor like silver.

This is the highest place in the capital, and the supreme place of Dazhuang.

The ninety-five supreme being who dragged the entire Dazhuang into the mud lived within the solemn and beautiful palace walls.

The Emperor Dazhuang who made his father die in peace and his mentor put all his eggs in one basket is hidden under this splendid and dazzling green tile!

Under the shining of the golden light, the fog that had been tossed and turned all night slowly dissipated, and ideals shone in the chest.He seemed to see his father and mentor standing side by side in front of the palace gate, open and frank.

Mu Zhenliu straightened her clothes and walked towards the palace gate step by step.

The Drum Tower of Dengwengu is on the right side of the palace gate. A guard is holding a spear and standing lazily. What to do?"

"Revenge." Mu Zhenliu said calmly.

The guard rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you suing?"

"Jing Ren."

The guard was surprised when he heard the word "Jing", but the name "Jingren" was very unfamiliar.The Dazhuang Dynasty didn’t have much taboo on names. Most people knew the names of princes like Xinwang and Longwang. The guards thought about it for a long time among the royal relatives, but they couldn’t think of anyone. ?

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Zhenliu had already picked up the drumstick and hit the Dengwen drum heavily!