Tao Ran is happy

The strong wind suddenly picked up, and the hem of clothes and trouser legs fluttered due to the wind. A few dark clouds floated from afar in the sky, blocking the sunlight. For a while, the surrounding colors were a little dark, and the thick water vapor in the air made it a little suffocating.

For the first time in many days, the city gate, which has been impenetrable for a long time, opened in front of him. Tan Tao looked at the Lu army who was still guarding the city gate, although he looked haggard, and looked at the quiet mountain not far away. Qiu couldn't help frowning.

Li Rong pushed Kong Yu up the hill, not paying attention to the other party's nervous state, nor paying attention to the person sitting opposite, just looked at the arrangement on the desk in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Look at this posture of wine and meat, colorful and delicious, it really is... a long talk?

The lawn was covered with a Zhang-long brocade mink white blanket, which not only separated the dirt on the ground, but also blocked the cool air between the earth and rocks. The people sitting on the other side of the table did not seem to get up to greet Li Rong when he saw Li Rong coming. He was still leaning his body, supporting most of his body weight with his elbows on the soft pillow. He was dressed in a crimson red brocade suit with a lazy handsome face, which made him even more flamboyant.

He looked at Li Rong, who was signaling Kong Yu to park the wheelchair a few feet away from the desk. He paused for a moment when his eyes focused on his legs, and then raised his eyelids, looking at Li Rong who was sitting in a wheelchair. He was a lot taller than Li Rong, and smiled slowly: "I haven't seen you for many years, I never thought that you would need my young master to look up at you?"

Li Rong listened to Chang Le's pun, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, you will get used to it in the future."

Chang Le was choked by this, his eyes darkened in anticipation, and said with a sneer, "Li Zimin, you are quite capable."

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and stood up straight away, taking a step in Li Rong's direction.

Seeing this, Kong Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, pressed his fingers on the long knife hanging on his waist, and instantly drew a cold light out, blocking in front of Li Rong.

Li Rong raised his hand to block Kong Yu's movement, his expression remained the same, Chang Le looked at Kong Yu and sneered, ignoring the changing expression of the other party, directly raised his hand to hug Li Rong who was on the wheelchair, and moved him away After arriving on the white blanket, he straightened up and looked down, snorted in satisfaction, and then sat down beside Li Rong again.

Li Rong turned his body sideways, moved his legs with his hands and knees, so that he could sit more comfortably, and then sighed, "Interesting?"

Chang Le picked up the jug on the table, filled a glass for himself, sipped the wine and smiled, "Interesting, very interesting."

Li Rong smiled and shook his head, picked up the wine and filled the glass for himself.

Chang Le drank one cup, another cup, until the fifth cup had bottomed out, and Li Rong just drank half of the cup.

Chang Le glanced at him and said, "What's wrong? Is this wine bad?"

Li Rong said: "How can Linyi's Fu Lai Chun not be good wine?"

Chang Le said lightly: "That means the person who drinks is not satisfied."

Li Rong seemed to be immune to the other party's reaction after taking the gunpowder, so he just put down his wine glass, took out a tube of sapphire flute from his bosom, held it in his palm and stroked it slowly.

Kong Yu looked at Chang Le suspiciously when he saw Li Rong take out the flute, and fell silent immediately.

It was not until a long time later that he heard his voice again.

"You still keep it."

Li Rong looked at Yuxiao quietly, and said, "I wanted to throw it away several times, but in the end I couldn't bear it."

Chang Le paused again, smiled and said: "Then now, have you learned how to play?"

Li Rong also laughed, "You know me too, I've always been reckless when it comes to music theory, so why bother to ruin other people's ears."

Chang Le sneered, "Why didn't you see it being ruined when you played Autumn Wind Ci?"

This time it was Li Rong's turn to stop talking.

Chang Le seemed to have thought of something, coughed lightly, and changed the subject, "By the way, why didn't you see that little beast you raised? I knew that it would circle around you and hide when I saw you. Is the young master really that scary?"

Li Rong sighed when he heard the words, "It's dead, it died more than ten years ago. If you weren't so scary, I guess it can still be alive and kicking now." He paused, slightly raised his eyes and looked not far away. The dilapidated city wall at the place, "But it's better to die, it's better than following me in fear and not being able to sleep peacefully every day."

After hearing this, Chang Le fell silent, closed his eyes, and gently turned the wine glass in his hand, "You know everything?"

Seeing Li Rong take a sip of his wine, Kong Yu said, "I didn't know before when I was incompetent, but now I have some people in my hands, so it's not difficult to know."

Chang Le closed his eyes, "You hate me?"

Li Rong didn't speak for a moment, Kong Yu looked quietly, and saw that the knuckles of his pressing Yuxiao were already turning white from too much force.

"I hated it before, but I've experienced many things in the past few years, and I stayed in this position. After I understood it in my heart, I let it go." Li Rong said lightly: "You are the Marquis Changle of Lu State first, and secondly, He is a friend of Li Zimin and Gu Yizhi."

Chang Le laughed in a low voice, "Let it go? You are really big. You have done such a thing to you, which almost killed you in Chu State, and you can only deal with this broken chair from now on. You can also talk about it." Put it down!" He said to the end, his tone became sharper, the last word was almost sipped, and his chest was violently heaved due to excitement.

Kong Yu listened to Lu Guochang and Lehou's words in horror, and turned to look at Li Rong, but he saw him looking down at his palm, making it impossible to detect what he was thinking.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "If you don't surrender today, I will set up the Qin Pao tomorrow, and I will level this Daliang City by then, so don't blame me."

Chang Le was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he burst out laughing. The way he laughed was angry and painful, and he bent over while pressing his stomach, and voices that seemed sad and abandoned came out of those pale lips. .

"Zimin, you have really changed. You haven't moved your Daqin weapon for many days, and watched these people fight fiercely and die, just to scare me in the end? Is this what you have done in one battle? Good! How good! That day! Seeing Li Zimin, who can fall ill in bed for a few days after seeing blood, has really changed!"

Hearing this, Li Rong exhaled lightly.

"People are subject to change. In that position, you will never be controlled by 'love'. Who can change?"

After Li Rong finished speaking in a low voice, he turned his head to Kong Yu who was staring at him blankly, and slightly pursed his lips and smiled, "Xuan Yu, I've finished seeing my old friends, we can go back."

After hearing this, Kong Yu was stunned for a moment, then realized, and said, "No."

Chang Le coughed and laughed a few more times, paused, and said in a low voice: "Zi Min, I never thought of harming you."

He just hoped that he could use that trick to force his friends to come to him for help. He just wanted them to stay in Lu and never become enemies in the future.

He is the royal family of the Lu Kingdom, and he has a heavy responsibility for the people of the country on his shoulders. How could he allow people like Gu Ning and Li Rong to seek refuge in other countries, and finally lost his own family.

It's a pity that no matter how thorough the plan was, there were omissions. He valued affection the most, but he couldn't count people's hearts, and even less, his most capable subordinates would violate all his orders because they fell in love with Li Rong.

Just like now, the thing he feared the most still happened, so it's not a trick of fate.

"Zimin, Lu Yuan has been killed by me, and Luo Yu is also dead. I tortured them for a long time before moving..."

He wanted to say that he had avenged Li Rong, but he couldn't say anything. He wanted to ask for forgiveness, but even he couldn't forgive himself.

Gu Yizhi is dead, what else can he say to Li Zimin?

Li Rong, who had been pushed some distance away by Kong Yu, paused for a moment, then sighed, closed his eyes, and allowed himself to get closer and closer to the Qin Army's main camp.

He is not a saint. If Gu Ning hadn't been lucky enough to escape the death situation, how could he face Changle so calmly? Now, it is not easy to let go, but no matter what, he can't say the word "forgive" of.

Chang Le said that he has changed, but he actually knows that he has changed. Now, no matter the sick and mutilated body, or the more desolate state of mind, it is no longer the peace of the past.

However, God always likes to joke with people. Although he is already seriously ill and dying in front of outsiders, this is still an act. His health is really bad, but I don’t know what it is for this time The body actually developed a high fever.

Originally, he planned to wait for the matter to come to an end before planning his own death, but now, he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Drowsy day after day, hot and cold, and the noise of human voices in his ears all the time, made it impossible for him to fall asleep, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes.

After finally waiting for the surroundings to quiet down, he could finally fall asleep in a drowsy state, no longer bothering about the outside world.

When consciousness returned again, the surrounding environment was shaking, and Li Rong only felt that he was lying quietly in a warm embrace, being held tightly by someone.

The breath of this embrace is so familiar, even in his dreams, he can relive it countless times, engraved in his bones, he will never forget it.

He felt his forehead being gently caressed, and the swollen forehead was smoothed by the coolness on the fingertips.

"Rong'er, sleep a little longer, when you wake up, we'll be home."

Li Rong felt as if she quietly said "um", then closed her eyes again, with a smile on her lips, and fell asleep peacefully and relaxed for the first time in more than ten years.