Reborn Prince built

If he loses his friend, then Liu Gong had a close relationship with his father before, so he can be regarded as his father's friend, and when his father killed him, he didn't even blink his eyes! "

"You..." Li Yuan was angry, pointed at him with a dark face and said, "Get out, get out!"

Li Shimin wanted to say something else, but Li Jiancheng pulled his sleeve and shook his head slowly.Li Shimin gave Li Yuan a hard look, turned around and left.

Li Jiancheng didn't say anything and followed him out.He bowed his head and walked slowly, feeling very depressed.Suddenly feeling warmth on his forehead, he raised his head to meet Li Shimin's worried eyes.

Li Shimin put his hand on his forehead, feeling that his forehead was a little hot, and asked, "Brother, are you uncomfortable?"

He didn't speak, just took Li Shimin's hand and held it firmly.For Liu Wenjing, Li Jiancheng was full of guilt. If he could remember earlier, maybe Liu Wenjing would not have died.Knowing that he can't blame himself, after his mother died, he discovered that everything can be changed, the only thing that can't be changed is life and death...

This kind of self-blame and guilt may be to cover up a trace of fear in my heart.

A few snowflakes fell from the sky, and then the overwhelming snow fell.Li Shimin didn't know what Li Jiancheng was thinking, but he could feel the sadness in Li Jiancheng's heart.He gathered Li Jiancheng's coat, brushed off the snowflakes from his shoulders, and when he saw no one was around, he gently hugged him in his arms.

There is no brutality, no brutality, just holding him in his arms.

"Pei Gong, it's snowing..." the servant said softly.

Pei Ji lay on the couch as if he was asleep, even though the snowflakes fell on his body, he didn't even move his eyelashes.

It was as if he was dead, the servant thought with fear in his heart.He boldly pushed Pei Ji, but found that Pei Ji didn't respond at all, so he panicked all of a sudden.

"Pei Gong...Pei Gong..." he called out loudly.

Pei Ji's eyelashes trembled slightly, but his eyes were still closed, "How is Zhao Ren?" His voice was very calm, with a hint of coldness.

For some reason, the servant felt that there was despair in the voice.He stabilized his mind and said: "According to Mr. Pei's intention, the corpses of Mr. Liu and his younger brother have been put into the coffin, and they will be buried in the morning."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Pei Ji's face, and there was no wave on Pei Ji's calm face.

"Prepare the carriage, I'm going to see him."

"promise."

The servant prepared the carriage, and when he came back to report, Pei Ji was getting up from the couch. Perhaps he had been lying outside for a long time, and it was snowing again, and the cold entered his body. When he stood up, he staggered a few steps and almost fell down.The servant hurried to help him.

Pei Ji shook off his hand, straightened his clothes, and said, "Go to my room and bring the jar of wine on the table."

The servant ran to get the wine, and accompanied Pei Ji into the carriage.

The carriage went straight out of the city, and when it arrived at the place where Liu Wenjing was buried, Pei Ji didn't let the servants follow him. He carried the wine and walked leisurely into the depths of the forest step by step.The boots stepped on the snow, making a rustling sound, half a dead leaf fell on his shoulder, and his back was desolate and lonely.

When Liu Wenjing was given to death, Pei Ji didn't go to see him, so he didn't even see him for the last time.He deliberately didn't look at it, presumably no one would like to watch his beloved die, not to mention that he knew that Liu Wenjing must have hated him at that time.

A stubborn person like Liu Wenjing would probably only remember that Pei Ji killed him until the end of his life, and he would not consider anything else.

He sat in front of the tombstone, and rubbed his fingers on the three characters of Liu Wenjing dyed with cinnabar on the tombstone. He was so forceful that the rough tombstone slid across his fingertips and bleed, blending with the bright red cinnabar. But he didn't know anything about it.

"Zhaoren, do you still remember that before you went to attack Xue Ju, I asked you on a whim, if you were not burdened by the world, would you go away with me and live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. You were vicious at that time Tell me honestly, I am being self-indulgent. Qin Wang said that when you were fighting Xue Ju, you lost your mind, it must be because of my words, so when you lost the battle and turned your anger on me, I was actually happy, thinking that you might have For a moment, I was moved by my words."

"I know you have feelings for me. The two of us have been together for so many years. Although neither of us has made it clear, we actually understand each other's feelings in our hearts. Perhaps it is more valuable to stay silently."

He sighed, took off his coat and put it on the tombstone, as if this would make Liu Wenjing feel warmer.

"I thought you were prejudiced against me because I came from a humble background, and then I was favored by the Lord. Now that I think about it, I am confused. You are always unwilling to face your true thoughts in your heart. You can only Through these, you are implying that you will reject me."

He sat silently for a while, took the wine he had just brought, and said: "I said I wanted to drink this jar of wine with you when I attacked Mr. Song, but you refused to sit at the same table with me later. Sit, let alone drink. Now, I finally have a chance."

Pei Ji opened the wine seal, raised his head and drank half of it, it was strong wine, poured straight into his mouth, as if it had been burned by fire.He wiped his mouth indifferently, and poured the other half of the wine in front of the tombstone.

"Try it, you must like it."

He smiled and said, as if Liu Wenjing was really right in front of his eyes.

For a long time, it seemed as if white snow had drifted into his eyes. He felt his eye sockets were moist, and a few hot tears fell on the snow, melting a small pit.

"Zhaoren—"

A mournful cry finally broke out from the forest, startling the jackdaws perched on the tree.

The author has something to say: Ah, what a tragedy... ╭(╯^╰)╮

After reading the outline, I feel that the main text is not far from the end ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The new article has written two chapters, and it is still Tang background→_→

crusade against Wu Zhou

Li Jiancheng returned to the palace for more than a month, and the situation eased because the Turks were forced to retreat, and Li Yuanji also had time to return from Liangzhou. However, the affairs of the Turks were not over.

Li Yuanji returned home and changed into casual clothes, then hurried to the East Palace.These days the war is tense, and he seldom communicates with Li Jiancheng. Although Li Jiancheng said in the letter that he is in good health, he knows his elder brother's temper, so he only feels at ease when he sees it with his own eyes.

"Yuanji, you have done a lot this time." Li Jiancheng said with a smile.

His face was slightly pale, and there were traces of blue under his eyes. It seemed that he had not rested well, but he hadn't seen him in a month, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Li Yuanji said distressedly: "Brother, you are not in good health, don't work too hard, just leave those small things to the servants."

"It's okay," Li Jiancheng said with a smile, "I'm not so delicate."

He smiled a little weakly, with tiredness on his face, probably because the stove in the room was too hot, and his forehead was dripping with fine beads of sweat.

No matter how Li Yuanji looked at him, he felt that something was wrong, and reached out to hold his hand on the desk. He had never touched Li Jiancheng, even though he showed that he didn't care, but as Li Shimin said, he is such an ugly person. Being by Li Jiancheng's side is already a great gift, how could he dare to think otherwise.

There is a thick layer of calluses on the inside of Li Jiancheng's fingers, which is caused by holding the sword all year round.The lines on the palm were very deep, but Li Yuanji couldn't trace them carefully. He frowned and said, "Brother, your palms are so hot."

"Probably because the heater in the room is too hot." Li Jiancheng said lightly.

He didn't withdraw his hand. In his eyes, this was just the intimacy between brothers. Li Yuanji felt a little sad when he thought about it.

Li Yuanji was about to persuade Li Jiancheng to find an imperial doctor, but when he heard a knock on the door, he turned around and saw Li Shimin standing at the door with a gloomy face.

A trace of anger flashed in Li Shimin's sharp eyes, and he said forcefully, "Excuse me."

He said this to Li Yuanji. Li Yuanji was no longer the child who was afraid of Li Shimin when he was young. He still held Li Jiancheng's hand and looked at Li Shimin without fear.

Li Shimin sat down in front of the case in displeasure, and said sarcastically, "Shouldn't you be in Liangzhou? What are you doing when you come back?"

Li Yuanji didn't want to quarrel with him, he knew that Li Jiancheng would listen to Li Shimin more, so he said: "I was worried that your frizzy temper would not take good care of your elder brother, so I came back to check, and I guessed it right."

Li Shimin gave him a hard look, raised his hand and touched Li Jiancheng's forehead, it was indeed a little hot.Since he came back from Liangzhou, the wind and cold have been repeated. He just got better a few days ago, but today he has a relapse. It is absolutely inseparable from him not having a good rest.

Li Jiancheng took his hand away and said, "I just sit down for a while, what can I do."

But Li Shimin didn't listen to him, he got up and ordered the palace servants on duty outside to invite the imperial doctor.

"Brother, just now my father called me to lead troops to attack Liu Wuzhou. How can I leave with peace of mind when you look like this."

Li Jiancheng rubbed the corners of his eyes, he had heard the news just now, and said, "If you can't even let go of this little thought, how can you be a good general who leads troops to fight?"

Li Shimin thought for a while, but he still felt uneasy after all, and said: "I think it's because I offended my father last time, so he wants to pay me. If I go and settle the matter with him later, I'll let Yuan Ji go to this battle." , Yuan Ji has no objection?"

Li Yuanji had no objection, the more military exploits the better, and besides Li Jiancheng, there was nothing he could worry about in this palace.

"Is it child's play for you to march and fight!" Li Jiancheng scolded: "What's more, how can my father's stomach be so small?