I hope to return to the country

Ning Yuancheng's outstretched hand froze in the air.

He originally thought that Le Zhiyu would ask him where he was last night and if he encountered any danger, so that he could take advantage of the opportunity and point out to Le Zhi the back of his hands, head and face covered with mosquito bites when he slept in the open forest Yu looked, got one or two words of concern and greetings, and everyone talked and laughed together for a while.

But Le Zhiyu was full of eyes only on Qin Zhiyi, completely unaware that there was a second person present, and threw himself into Qin Zhiyi's arms without letting go for a long time, as if there was something sad, sobbing softly from time to time, And Qin Zhi didn't ask why, he wrapped his arms around him in his arms, and stroked his shoulders soothingly.

The atmosphere between the two was too tacit and compatible, making Ning Yuancheng instantly feel that he was still standing here, which was really embarrassing and redundant.

He lowered his head a little dejectedly, and walked slowly outside, such a tall and straight man, but he was so lonely that he looked a little pitiful.

Even Mrs. Yang, who came after her, felt sorry for seeing it, and kindly handed him a step to go down.

"General Ning, I still have an ancient book, which records the medicinal properties and some contraindications of Wannian Purple Manjing. It should be useful to you, why don't you follow me to have a look?"

Ning Yuancheng understood her kindness, forced a smile, and saluted her with his jaw.

"Thank you, madam, then respect is worse than obedience."

Madam Yang also smiled politely, raised her hand and made a gesture towards the door: "Please, General Ning."

"Don't dare, Madam please first."

After a while of humility, Mrs. Yang finally stepped out of the threshold first, followed by Ning Yuancheng.

Before leaving, he couldn't help looking back, as if he was unwilling.

Le Zhiyu still didn't notice him, and put his head on Qin Zhiyi's heart, sticking tightly, the two of them almost became one person.

That's it.

Ning Yuancheng sighed secretly, looked away, quickly followed Mrs. Yang's footsteps, and disappeared around the corner outside the door.

Le Zhiyu didn't want to cry either.

Crying too many times not only makes him look fragile, but also puts pressure on Qin Zhiyi.

Moreover, Mrs. Yang has already let go of the marriage. He should be happily putting on a smiling face now, like a happy bird, pulling Qin Zhiyi out to enjoy the flowers, the moon and the stars, and share his wish come true. , a good time of intimacy and tiredness.

But as soon as he thought of being separated from Qin Zhiyi for a period of time, his sorrow immediately rushed over, drowning out all the joy.

He pressed against Qin Zhiyi's chest and listened to the strong heartbeat inside, the tip of his nose became even more sore.

"Brother Qin, if only I could be more useful, I can help you..."

Qin Zhiyi was still gently stroking his back to comfort him, his voice was low, but gentle as if it could melt ice into water.

"You have been very useful and have helped me a lot."

"Liar."

Le Zhiyu said sullenly: "Then why do you still promise my mother to let me stay and not take me away?"

Qin Zhi was also silent for a moment, and just when Le Zhiyu thought he would say some comforting words, an unexpected answer came from his ear.

"Because, I'm a little scared."

The word "fear" has always been insulated from Qin Zhiyi, and it is really surprising to say it from his mouth.

Le Zhiyu was also stunned, and looked up at him foolishly, asking without knowing why.

"What are you afraid of?"

Qin Zhi also looked down at his wet eyes, his heart sank softly, and gently wiped away the tears remaining on his cheeks with his fingertips.

"I'm afraid that you will disappear in front of my eyes like the last time you were attacked at the inn, and you will fall into danger and chaos. Life and death are uncertain. I used to be very confident that I could protect you airtight and safe, but this time I dare not Just go and bet on that eventuality, if something happens to you because of me, then even if I win everything, it will be a crushing defeat."

Le Zhiyu remembered Qin Zhiyi's bloodshot eyes, tired sleeping face, and new and old scars on his body when he was at the old woman's house, and instantly understood Qin Zhiyi's painstaking efforts.

The more you care, the more you will be afraid of losing, and you will turn the invincible and resolute person into a cautious and cautious person.

Is this what Mrs. Yang called "weakness"...

"Your mother was a wonderful person."

Qin Zhi also held Le Zhiyu in his arms, with undisguised admiration in his expression.

"She has considered every aspect for you. She is thoughtful, tenacious and calm. She almost spent the rest of her life loving and loving you. I can understand her feelings. She is willing to allow us to be together. I also want to fulfill her love. Love her son in return, if you stay by her side temporarily, she will feel at ease, and so will I."

Le Zhiyu's wet eyelashes trembled, and there were tears at the end of his eyes, but his eyes gradually became braver.

"I will obediently stay by Mother's side and take good care of myself. Brother Qin, you should also take good care of yourself. I will wait here for your return. Hurry up."

Qin Zhi also smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed his rosy lips.

"Ah."

The palace city under the night is majestic and vast, hidden in the boundless darkness one after another, like a huge beast with sharp claws hidden, waiting to smell the bloody smell that excites it at any time, and rushing forward with a roar , devouring everything in the world.

It was so quiet everywhere, except for the Zhaixing Building, which was under construction, it was still brightly lit, and the craftsmen came and went in a hurry, performing their duties, and were very busy.

This kind of all-night rush to work has been going on for many days, and there is no difference.

The only thing that was different from usual was that Luo Yuelin, who never appeared at night, rarely appeared here today.

He didn't wear official uniform, but stood under the lamplight in a snow-colored robe, his eyebrows and eyes were swaying, clear and dusty, as if a crane had fallen into the gravel, and he was out of place in this noisy and chaotic place.

After looking up for a long time, he finally spoke and said the first sentence of the night.

"How long until it's finished?"

The supervisor waiting behind him hurriedly took a step forward and replied respectfully.

"It's progressing very well and will be completed around the end of next month."

Although the Zhaixing Building is called a building, it is built higher than the tower. When it is completed, standing on the top, you can overlook the entire capital city, and you can touch the thousands of stars in the sky with your hands, so it got its name.

Luo Yuelin has been building it since he was favored by the emperor in the previous dynasty. If it hadn't been forced by the change of dynasty and stopped working for a long time, it should have been completed earlier. Fortunately, he won the favor of the new emperor and was able to build it. Continuing to build the Star Picking Tower, and now finally saw the dawn.

"Next month..."

Looking at the towering roof of the building in the night, he said leisurely: "It's too late."

"what?"

The supervisor was a little confused.

"My lord, what are you saying that it's too late?"

Luo Yuelin looked back and glanced at him sideways.

"At the end of this month, it must be completed."

"At the end of this month?"

The supervisor was stunned, still unable to believe his ears.

There are only ten days left until the end of this month, no matter how much you rush to work day and night, it will be too late.

"My lord, I'm afraid..."

Luo Yuelin interrupted him coldly before he could finish speaking.

"If you can't do it, you can bring the head of your whole family to see him."

He was beautiful and had a nice voice, but standing in front of him, the supervisor felt his hair stand on end, and his back was trembling. There was no other way to go except to obey.

"Yes."

There is a small servant from far to near, who hurriedly reports.

"My lord, His Majesty is looking for you."

Luo Yuelin's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and he soon returned to normal, flicking his sleeves, and walked away from here.

"Yanchu!"

In the bedroom, the emperor, who was wearing bright yellow pajamas and had disheveled hair, saw him coming back, as if seeing him as a life-saving straw, he rushed up and grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "Where did you go?"

"I saw the moonlight just in time, so I went out for a walk."

Luo Yuelin smiled.

"Didn't Your Majesty get drunk and go to bed early? Why did you wake up now?"

"I, I had a nightmare."

The emperor's eyes were red, and his forehead was soaked in cold sweat, obviously frightened by the dream just now.

"In the dream, there were fires everywhere, and people were killing people everywhere. I was standing in a pool of blood, unable to even move. I was shot through with an arrow in the chest. It was terrible, terrible..."

"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty. Dreams are always the opposite. You must have Ji Rui coming."

Luo Yuelin grabbed the emperor's arm with his backhand and led him into the palace.

"I'll ask someone to make you a bowl of calming soup. You can drink it before going to bed, and you'll be safe and sound."

"no no!"

The emperor refused to go into the palace, his face was terrified.

"This is not a dream!"

He pointed to the memorials scattered on the ground beside the desk in the distance behind him, his tone panicked.

"Yanchu, didn't you say that the capital was only broken into by a few refugees, and they've all been caught, are they all right? Then why do you keep the palace gates closed? Why did Zhenzhou, the Northern Region, and the Southern Sui Army, They all want to lead troops into Beijing under the banner of King Qin’s suppression of the rebellion? What the hell are they trying to do?!”

Luo Yuelin glanced at the memorials calmly, and said in a calm manner: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, they are just a mob. I have had people block the customs clearance roads around the capital, and ordered all places to be stationed to intercept them. If you can't get through, as for the closure of the palace gates, it is to prevent those who are interested in taking the opportunity to make trouble."

"A person with a heart?"

The emperor asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"What caring person?"

"Your Majesty, Huang Cheng's tragic death outside the city gate was the cause of the refugees breaking into the city. But this was definitely not an accident, but someone deliberately planned it."

Luo Yuelin sighed and said: "I said earlier that Shouzheng Sun Qingjiang has an old relationship with the crown prince. It is really unbelievable, but you insist on entrusting him with the important tasks of city defense. This is a good knife for nothing. .”

"Sun Qingjiang?"

The emperor muttered the name, his tone lowered.

"But, he saved my life. Without him, I would have died a long time ago. Can't even he believe it? Would he even betray me for the prince..."

Speaking of the crown prince, the emperor suddenly became excited again, staggered to the desk, bent down to pick up a few scattered memorials.

"Look, what's written on it is to call the prince back to the capital as soon as possible to calm the chaos and preside over the overall situation. Everyone said it with tears and a high-sounding appearance. It seems that if I don't accept advice, I will be a fool who will bring disaster to the country and the people. It seems that the prince is the father. , I became like a son, hahaha, for the sake of me being such a wimp, the emperor is really unprecedented, hahaha..."

"Your Majesty, you are tired."

Luo Yuelin approached slowly and helped the emperor to sit down.

"It's better to leave these memorials to me to read. You are already sick, if you get angry and hurt your spirit, you will hurt the root."

He slightly raised his hand behind his back, and immediately a servant stepped forward and brought him a bowl of warm soothing soup.

"Come on, Your Majesty drinks it, then go to sleep well, and when you wake up, you won't have any troubles."

In his soft voice, the emperor obediently drank all the calming soup that was brought to his mouth, as if he had been struck by a gu, not a single drop was left.

Soon, his eyelids were so heavy that they fought, and his head was tilted on Luo Yuelin's shoulder. In just a short while, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Hearing the emperor's heavy breathing, Luo Yuelin's eyes flashed disgust, and he stretched out his hand to push him away, letting his body slump to the ground, sleeping on the cold marble floor.

The servant behind him also turned a blind eye to the emperor, bowed to Luo Yue, then retreated and closed the gate of the palace.

The light in the hall was dim, but Luo Yuelin spoke as if he saw a figure hiding in the dark at a glance.

"Come out."