Long Baer love history

The news was like a bolt from the blue, which stunned Long Ba.

Before sending Longba into the palace, Chang Zhu once said that the emperor's big trip would be in next spring if not this winter. Longba didn't know the emperor at that time, so he had no other thoughts after hearing this.

After entering the palace, although he was taught by the emperor in every possible way, he still had some feelings.Knowing that this is inevitable, and feeling that it seems to be a long time later, I also deliberately let myself not think about this kind of thing.

But the emperor left so early, beyond everyone's expectations.

Long Ba, he was dragged by the palace guards, and hurried straight to the emperor's bedroom, feeling like he was having a nightmare.It wasn't until hearing faint cries from the hall that the dream became real.

Long Ba sucked his nose, his heart was in a ball, and he was indescribably sad.Although the emperor was strict with him, he never treated him badly.Although Long Ba is naive and childish, he always knows in his heart who treats him well.

The emperor walked away in his sleep, and he didn't suffer any pain when he left. His expression was very peaceful. He had no heirs under his knees. Once the emperor passed away, except for his courtiers, there were only a few weeping concubines deserted concubine.And Chang Zhu Laolong stood far away among the courtiers, and he could only vaguely see that there seemed to be no expression on his face.

Long Ba approached a little closer, saw the emperor's expression as if he was asleep, and remembered that he had clearly seen him talking and laughing with Chang Zhu yesterday, but in a blink of an eye there was a distance between heaven and man, he was really not mentally prepared to accept the situation before him. This scene.

Hearing the buzzing and buzzing sound again, Long Ba couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears.

He cried so hard that many ministers looked at him with sympathy, but Long Ba, the cheap prince, cried so sincerely that no one said much.

Long Ba cried for a while, Chang Zhu slowly walked over from the crowd kneeling on the ground, dragged Long Ba to the front, and wiped Long Ba's face with his luxurious sleeves, comforting him lightly : "Prince, please give me condolences." There was no joy or sorrow in the voice, and even he could not see any emotional fluctuations in his whole body.

Long Ba stared at him in a daze, scolding Chang Zhu in his heart for being so heartless, yesterday he held hands with the emperor's uncle so that the oil was hot and hot. Indifferent.He thought of what he saw yesterday, and looked at his eyes again, and couldn't help feeling sad, and tears kept falling from his heart.

Chang Zhu wiped his face for a long time in a gentle and elegant manner, just when he became impatient, he suddenly felt that the sleeves in his hands were sticky and slippery, but when he looked closely, he wiped his big nose, the corners of Lao Long's mouth twitched and his face changed slightly, and he couldn't bear it. After a long time, he still didn't have a sleeve to wipe back on Long Ba's face. He turned his head and told the palace man: "Take the prince down first to change clothes."

Then someone came forward to lead Longba away, and whispered: "Prince, please follow this old slave..."

When Longba came out of the palace, he looked back, and saw that Chang Zhu had already walked aside, talking in a low voice with several important officials, as if discussing the emperor's affairs.

Long Ba wanted to take a closer look, but was gently pulled away by the eunuch.

The filial piety clothes were made on the spur of the moment, and they were a bit loose on Long Ba's body. The old palace man bowed and tied his belt on Long Ba, listening to the death knell of one hundred and eight ringing in the palace spread far away, lowering his eyes with red eyes. He comforted Long Ba in a low voice: "...Prince, the emperor has been plagued by illnesses all his life, and there are seldom times when he is relaxed and happy. Going at this time can be regarded as less suffering..."

Long Ba stared at him blankly, and recognized that this eunuch was the old man who usually accompanied the emperor's uncle, feeling a little sentimental for a moment.

The man also knew that what he said was really disrespectful. Seeing that Long Ba was looking at him well, he was a little uneasy, but he didn't try to defend himself, he just bowed slightly and said: "... Please also ask the prince Sorry."

Of course, Long Ba didn't care about this point of being rude, he wiped his face fiercely, but the tears seemed to be inexhaustible.He choked up and said, "Brother Chang Zhu, he, he has no conscience..."

The old eunuch said softly: "Master Guoshi is a scholar of the way of heaven, and he is used to seeing life and death. He sent off several former emperors of this dynasty. When encountering such a thing, he will naturally not be as sad as ordinary people."

Long Ba recalled what he saw yesterday, the interlocking hands of the two of them under the sun, and felt indescribably sad and depressed, sobbing: "You, you don't understand..."

The old palace man really didn't understand what he was thinking, so he tried to persuade him a few more times, but they didn't get the point.Had to stay silently by the side.

Long Ba didn't feel sad for a long time, so he was dragged away to do this and what to do according to the etiquette.

The emperor's Zi Palace was arranged in the original sleeping hall.The emperor had been ill for a long time, and although no one dared to talk about serious topics publicly, he was somewhat prepared in private. Although this happened suddenly, it was not completely unprepared.

When Long Ba went out, the scene in the palace had changed a lot, the palace was completely plain when he came and went, and the scene was a vast expanse of whiteness.The emperor was childless, and Long Ba, as the crown prince, knelt and sat on the mourning seat with red eyes, watching the palace people busy, and officials big and small dressed in plain clothes, came to mourn and mourn.Chang Zhu didn't know where to go.

Long Ba looked at the people who came and stayed, and numbly responded according to the master of ceremonies.The expressions on everyone's faces were very dignified, but it was hard to tell how many people were truly sad. Looking at it and thinking about it, Long Ba was inevitably scared and sad, and couldn't help crying for a while.

Long Ba also saw Da Zhuang, his identity was enough to enter the palace to express his condolences, among the officials dressed in plain clothes, Da Zhuang looked tall and tall, he smiled at Long Ba slightly while others bowed their heads , seems to want to convey the meaning of comfort.

Long Ba was really sad and sad, seeing him still laughing, he couldn't help feeling furious, at this time he had forgotten his original intention of entering the palace, just depressed, turned his head away from Da Zhuang, unconsciously, a stalk had grown in his heart mustard.

He stayed beside the emperor's coffin for a whole day in a daze, and he didn't need to watch the coffin at night. After being depressed all day, he finally got to rest, but he didn't feel relaxed.

For such a big scene, Xuan Qing wore the outfit of a small guard, it was not his turn to show his face on such a big scene, and he was not qualified to enter the Emperor's Zi Palace.That was the emperor's usual living place, Xuan Qing did not dare to mess around, and did not use invisibility to accompany Long Ba.All of this can only be borne by Long Bayi.

Xuan Qing was also very upset about this, and when Long Ba came back at night, he had already turned into a turtle again, Xuan Qing wanted to climb onto Long Ba's lap, to show her incomparably magnanimous tender feelings, so as to forgive Long Ba once more, if he could This is the best way to build a deep friendship.

But Long Ba didn't appreciate it, he was depressed, but he didn't want to talk to Xuan Qing.He didn't listen to Xuan Qing's words of comfort.

He tossed and turned at night and couldn't fall asleep, and when he closed his eyes, he always saw the voice, face and appearance of the emperor's uncle, as if he was still in front of him.He was afraid of the sentimentality of parting from life and death, and he couldn't understand Chang Zhu's indifference, so he felt an indescribable pain and oppression in his chest.

Long Ba sat up, he sneaked out, came to the rockery where he hid that day, curled himself into a small ball, and began to sob quietly.In fact, he still restrained himself, and then he cried more and more sadly, and burst into tears.

After crying like this for a while, the voice finally attracted people.Someone lightly patted Long Ba on the shoulder, and one of them said softly: "So you are here, Prince."

Long Ba raised his head tearfully, Da Zhuang squatted down in front of him, but was still a head taller than him, stared at him for a while, and said softly: "Prince, it's cold in the night, go back."

Long Ba choked with sobs and said in a low voice: "Uncle Emperor..."

Zhuang Lin didn't say anything more about condolences, and reached out to touch Long Ba's head.Looking at Long Ba shrunk into a ball in front of him, Zhuang Lin couldn't help sighing in his heart. The son's family was poor and he had no family members. It took only a few months to be brought into the palace. There is no one next to the child.The national teacher has always acted as he pleases, and he doesn't care much about him.

In front of him, although Long Ba is a prince, he is actually just a helpless and lonely child in the palace, but he is also pitiful.

Zhuang Lin took off his outer shirt and put it on Long Ba's shoulders, and said softly, "Go back."

Long Ba wiped away his tears vigorously, and gradually stopped crying, but he was inexplicably suffocated, and for some reason, he just didn't want to listen to Zhuang Lin's order and go back obediently.He stubbornly squatted on the ground motionless, dazed in a daze.

Zhuang Lin didn't urge him either, he was used to life and death, and knew that this kind of grieving relatives and grief was ineffective in verbal persuasion, and he could only wait for the mother to resolve it slowly.After a while, he simply sat down beside him, and sat with Long Ba for a while.

The autumn wind reverberated among the palaces, making the leaves whine, and it seemed that there were faint cries mixed with it, which came from afar.That person had the wailing voices of the palace servants who remembered the kindness of the late emperor.

The palace lanterns under the eaves were replaced by onyx, and the light looked even more desolate, swayed by the wind.

Long Ba was so absorbed in crying earlier that he didn't notice these things, and it was only when the surroundings became quiet that he felt gloomy.It's a bit embarrassing to say, but Long Ba, a divine beast, is afraid of ghosts. It's usually fine, but when someone just died in the palace and was an acquaintance, he couldn't help but not be afraid.Long Ba quietly moved towards Zhuang Lin's direction.After a while, he moved again, until he was next to Zhuang Lin, and finally he calmed down a little.

While looking around, he asked Zhuang Lin quietly in a crying voice: "Master Zhuang, tell me, is there a ghost? Uncle Emperor turned into a ghost..."

While talking, I didn't know there was a shrill meow from there, Long Ba also let out a loud cry, and leaped forward, hugging Zhuang Lin's arm tightly, he didn't dare to open his eyes, shrinking his neck and said: " Ghost, is the ghost here? Is it the emperor’s uncle’s ghost?”

Zhuang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he patted his shoulder and said: "If the first emperor had a heroic spirit, he would only protect the prince in the sky. The prince need not be afraid." Seeing Long Ba tremble, but closed his eyes, Zhuang Lin Lin Xing realized that he had said the wrong thing, and changed his words: "There is nothing here, don't be afraid."

Only then did Long Ba have the courage to open his eyes and look around, only hearing the howling wind, and seeing the shadows of trees shaking under the lamp, but there was nothing else.Long Ba calmed down a little.

Zhuang Lin heard him muttering in a low voice: "Uncle Emperor, I am also sad when you die, I cry very sadly, very sad... But if you become a ghost, don't come to me, I will burn a lot for you." Money, you can’t spend it all, I will study hard in the future and don’t sleep late, don’t come to me at night, Brother Changzhu didn’t cry, it’s his fault, you go to him..." After reading this way, I just After calming down, I remembered that according to what Ao Jun said, I was afraid that the emperor's uncle would be reincarnated soon, so the fear was gone, but it was more melancholy.

Zhuang Lin saw that he was crying sadly before, but was afraid of seeing the ghost of the emperor when he was about to end, so he was a little speechless secretly, seeing that he was just a lonely and sad young man, so he held back and said nothing.

Long Ba was stunned for a while, then pulled Zhuang Lin's sleeve and whispered: "Uncle Emperor died, I am very sad, but Brother Chang Zhu doesn't look sad at all, Uncle Emperor treated him so well... ..."

The matter involved Chang Zhu, and thinking of the rumors about the emperor and the national teacher, Zhuang Lin was inconvenient to comment casually, but hearing Long Ba's tone of heart, he couldn't avoid answering, he thought for a while and said: " The friendship between the national teacher and His Majesty for many years cannot be expressed by what you see in front of your eyes. The national title is probably also sad, but it is not necessary for people to see it. Besides, when people are sad, they don’t necessarily cry..."

Long Ba was puzzled, sniffed and said, "But I want to cry when I'm sad..." He still couldn't understand, so he dropped the question and changed his words: "You mean, Brother Chang Zhu might be like me. Same, find a place to hide and cry? Don't want people to know?" He thought of this possibility, and he felt relieved, and said kindly: "Then should I go to him and comfort him?"

Zhuang Lin wanted to hide and cry, the small voice just now was so loud that the whole palace could hear it.Seeing that Long Ba wanted to find Chang Zhu, Zhuang Lin said: "I saw the national teacher on patrol just now. He was drinking on the eaves of the Luan Palace. It is too dangerous there, the prince should not crawl around." Chang Zhu's figure standing on the eaves remains The world is independent, white clothes are flying in the night sky, he looks into the distance indifferently, silent.Zhuang Lin felt a trace of sentimentality from the back, subconsciously he didn't want him to disturb him.

Long Ba heard that the old dragon was drinking again, and shivered, so he stopped talking about comforting Chang Zhu.With eyeballs hanging on his eyelashes, he thought for a while and whispered, "I want Brother Jun..."

The identities of Xuan Qing and Ao Jun were said to be attendants brought by the prince from the fief, but they were not in charge of the palace.Zhuang Lin didn't know Ao Jun's whereabouts either, so he apologized, "Well, it's better that Ao's bodyguard isn't here..."

Long Ba knew that Ao Jun was far away in the sky, so it was naturally impossible for him to appear here as soon as he called out, and remained silent.

A drum sounded from a distance, Zhuang Lin got up and looked around, and persuaded Longba again: "Prince, it's late, I send the prince back, and there will be a lot of etiquette for the prince to attend to tomorrow."

Long Ba was silent for a while, and wanted to stand up, but he had been curled up here for a long time, his legs and feet were numb, and he almost fell down.

In the end, it was Zhuang Lin who bent down/body, carried him on his back and walked back slowly.Zhuang Lin heard the prince calling again in a low voice, Brother Jun, and was slightly taken aback when he felt an arm around his neck. Long Ba buried his face on his back, and a drop of warm tears fell on him. The neck was wet from time to time.

Zhuang Lin felt sorry for him, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he carried him all the way back in silence.