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Said: "Long Yan, I promise you, let you see Wuji, as long as you get better, I will promise you everything, okay?"

Long Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but there was no other reaction, and Ji Yu left sadly.

Half a month later, Long Yan no longer let Ji Yu see his appearance, and through the thick curtain, he could only see a shadow. Long Yan said that he didn't want him to see his imperfect self. Yu had no choice but to let him go.

Long Yan had been ill for more than a month. On this day, Ji Yu was sitting in the main hall of the Peacock Terrace and drinking, when suddenly Zhao Ji ran out from the inner hall crying, "Your Majesty, it's not good, Lord Chang'an has passed away!"

Zhao Ji staggered and ran to Ji Yu and knelt down, tears streaming down her face.

"Crack!" The wine glass fell to the ground, and Ji Yu said angrily, "You are talking nonsense, how could Long Yan die." After speaking, he kicked Zhao Ji, quickly stepped into the inner hall, and called Long Yan's name a few times, but he did not see him. He agreed, and when he was about to lift the curtain, Zhao Ji hugged his leg and cried, "Has your majesty forgotten? Lord Chang'an won't let you see his appearance."

Ji Yu roared: "The widow wants to prove that he is still alive."

"Your Majesty, Mr. Chang'an definitely doesn't want you to see him in his current state, please ask the imperial physician to make a diagnosis!"

Ji Yu stared at the thick curtain for a long time before answering, "Okay!"

Zhao Ji stood up and said, "Your Majesty, let's wait in the main hall!"

Ji Yu clenched his fists and turned his head to go out.

Soon, after the imperial physician made a diagnosis, he knelt down and reported that Mr. Chang An had indeed died of illness. Ji Yu overturned the long table in front of the seat, walked up to the imperial physician, kicked him hard, and shouted: "Nonsense, you are all nonsense, Long Yan won't die, he won't die."

The poor imperial doctor, who was already old, was kicked to the door. Ji Yu still couldn't help but walked over and kicked again. His old and weak body flew directly to the edge of the Peacock Terrace, spitting blood, and he couldn't get out. In a word.

Zhao Ji was also trembling with fright, she had never seen such a furious king, and he was so terrifying at this moment.

Ji Yu said angrily: "Come here, throw this quack doctor down, if he can't cure Long Yan's illness, then go underground to accompany him."

After hearing this, the imperial doctor was so frightened that he babbled and waved his hands, but was quickly thrown down from the peacock platform by the guards. He died immediately on such a high platform.

Zhao Ji was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she collapsed at the entrance of the hall. Ji Yu glanced at Zhao Ji and said, "Long Yan's funeral is up to you to arrange. If you can't handle it well, the widow will definitely not forgive you."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Ji Yu looked back when he stepped off the Peacock Terrace, and he felt that he would never be on the Peacock Terrace again in his life.

Zhao Ji watched Ji Yu walk down the high platform, and then asked the maid to help her up, patted her chest, secretly thought that it was dangerous, if the king's anger was just a little bigger and it affected her, would she also be punished? It's scary to think about throwing it down.She returned to the main hall, picked up the jug used by the king, and without pouring the glass, she directly poured a few sips of wine into her mouth to suppress her shock. Because she drank too quickly, she coughed and slapped her chest violently.

ending

Due to many floods in the country, Lord Changling personally went to inspect, and the people he sent to protect Long Yan were sent away, and Long Yan's funeral was not arranged, so Lord Changling did not know that Long Yan had passed away.

When he returned to the capital city and entered the palace, the old servant carefully told him that Long Yan had been buried for three days. Lord Changling was suddenly struck by a thunderbolt when he heard about it, and it took him a long time to calm down. After asking where Long Yan's grave was, he As soon as he came back, regardless of the dust, he rode on a white horse and galloped away.

Lord Changling rushed to a lonely mountain outside the city. Longyan's new tomb stood quietly in the woods. There were some white curtains hanging in front of the tomb, and the words on the stone tablet were also simple: Tomb of Longyan, Lord Chang'an .

Lord Changling sat on the ground in front of his tomb, didn't speak a word, just stared at the tombstone, he sat all the time, he couldn't hear the birds singing in the forest, and the restless neighing of the white horse, he only knew how much his heart was. pain.

This sitting continued until nightfall and dawn, his bloodshot eyes were closed tightly tiredly, and suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, he opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed that hand quickly, and turned his head to look, Sure enough, he saw Long Yan in white standing beside him with a calm expression and looking down at him.

"Yan, I knew you wouldn't die, that's great, you really didn't die, that's great." Lord Changling held Long Yan's hand to stand up, and because he had been sitting for too long, he staggered and jumped. To Long Yan.

Long Yan sighed and supported him to stand still.

"Do you still care if I die or not?"

"Why do you say that?" Lord Changling asked anxiously.

"Hmph! Then you sent me to the palace for three years, three full years, why don't you come and see me?"

After Wuji heard this, he immediately looked away. He was too busy, busy with all kinds of pros and cons, and didn't dare to face Long Yan. If he had no feelings for him, then there was no need to blame himself for the planned use from the beginning. , but he has fallen, but he dare not face it, and he is afraid of arousing Ji Yu's suspicion.

He was silent for a moment, then grabbed Long Yan's arms excitedly and said: "Let's not talk about this now, you are cheating to die, the king knows what to do, I will take you away, we will stay away from these right and wrong, go alone Two places, I will never be separated from you again."

Long Yan was stunned when he heard this. This was undoubtedly the most beautiful thing he had heard Wuji say, and he just let Wuji pull him into his arms and hug him tightly. For three years, countless people who have been lusting after him day and night Hug, although his beard has grown and he has lost weight, but the feeling is the same as in memory.Hearing Lord Changling's affectionate confession, Long Yan couldn't help but shed tears.

Then Lord Changling took Wuji to walk in front of the white horse, shared a ride, and left in the dust.

Lord Changling held Long Yan's waist with one hand and the reins with the other.

"Have you finished your work? Will the king not blame you? Where are we going now?"

"I don't care about that much anymore. I've had enough in the past three years. What is the rise and fall of the world, what is the happiness of the people? If these are exchanged for losing you, I would rather not care about anything. Yan, don't worry, I will take you to a good place No one can find our place." Wuji whispered in his ear.

Wuji took Long Yan to an inn near the city and stopped, wrote a few letters in a hurry, bought some dry food, clothes, and bought a carriage, a carriage with two horses, and replaced one with his own mount. Driving by himself, Long Yan sat in the carriage.

Hurrying all the way, after five or six days like this, Lord Changling took Long Yan off the carriage, even if he was riding in the carriage, Long Yan was tortured enough, his body was raised too delicately.

After removing the shackles from the white horse and throwing the carriage, Wuji carried Long Yan onto the horse and rode the white horse into a huge forest. There was almost no way, but Wuji led him around for a day before reaching a valley.

This place is simply a paradise, with several elegant wooden houses, a small garden surrounded by bamboo fences in front, and various unknown small flowers are planted, all kinds of poultry are raised in the yard behind the houses, and fish are raised in the pond.There is a river not far in front of the wooden house, and there is a natural hot spring not far behind the mountain.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, a handsome boy in green clothes walked up to the fence and smiled silly at them.

"Do you like it here?" Wuji asked softly.

"Who is he?"

"His name is Qingshan, he is 15 years old this year! He is a half-fool, let him take care of this place, I don't want to do everything myself!"

Long Yan covered his mouth and smiled: "You really know how to live."

Wuji hugged him and dismounted: "That's right, I want to make time to be with you!"

Long Yan's face turned red immediately, and Wuji smiled lowly: "I'll take you into the house to rest, I've tired you for the past few days, we will live here from now on, what do you agree?"

"it is good."

Ten years later, when Long Yan was helping Wuji shave by the river, the old servant of the original palace rushed over panting, knelt down in front of them, and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, the neighboring country has invaded, and I have already lost a lot of money." It’s a city, and the king is getting more and more irritable.”

After hearing this, Wuji continued to caress Long Yan's face, and said lightly: "I don't want to hear this, and it will be related to me in the future. Also, don't go back, just live here with us. I have been here since I was a child. If you take care of it, it will be treated as if we are giving you a pension."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Three years later, the country fell, and Ji Yu committed suicide on the Phoenix Terrace.

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