Let’s talk about this.
As Chu Li and Chu Dichi were leaving the palace, she couldn't hide her smile:
"Why did you scare him?"
The eighth prince has a rough temperament and a big heart. The only thing he is afraid of in his life is ghosts.
After what the uncle said just now, the eighth prince may not have peace for the next six months.
"How could I scare him?" Chu Dichi held Chu Li's hand and said with a deep smile:
"Am I not telling the truth?"
Many people did die in the palace, and there are indeed countless innocent souls.
Chu Li said: "There are no ghosts in the world."
"Yeah?"
"Don't look so creepy. I'm not the Eighth Prince. You can't scare me."
"Look what's behind you."
"ah?"
Chu Li turned around subconsciously, and suddenly saw a thin eunuch holding a lantern walking along the long street. When the night wind blew up the corners of his clothes, his footsteps were so light that he seemed to be "floating" past.
By the time Chu Li reacted, she was already nestled in the man's arms.
She looked up and met the man's smiling eyes.
"you!"
hateful.
mean.
childish.
"Chu Dichi, how old are you this year?"
Still playing tricks like this.
"Almost twenty-seven."
Upon hearing this, Chu Li suddenly realized that he was almost twenty years old. Time passed too quickly, slipping through his fingertips silently.
Time flies like an arrow.
After so many ups and downs, many people left and many came, but in the end, she was still with Chu Dichi.
Chu Dichi took her little hand and walked out of the palace with her side by side. The two figures swayed on the ground, harmonious and peaceful.
"Uncle, it seems like you haven't been back to the Regent's Palace for a long time."
"Yeah?"
"It seems like half a year?"
"I forgot."
"Isn't that your home? How could you forget?"
"I just forgot."
"..."
The two of them bickered all the way out of the palace. When they returned to the Regent's Palace, the night was already as dark as water. The lanterns were swaying gently, casting hazy light and shadows.
Open the door to the main courtyard.
Squeak——
When the candlelight came in, what came into view was a pretty little garden. The flowers growing in it were the likes of which she had never seen before, but they were extremely beautiful.
Chu Li was surprised for a moment:
"This is……"
Clusters of flowers, like butterflies, sway lightly in the night breeze.
What kind of flower is this?
It looks so realistically like a butterfly.
It’s such a big and beautiful area.
"Is it beautiful?" Chu Dichi turned his head to look at her. "This is a flower species unique to the southern barbarians. I sent someone to bring it back specially."
"Xiao Jiu, I grew up in southern Xinjiang for many years. I want to bring you all the beauty I have ever seen, including the future. We will be together forever, go to the places you want to go, live the life you want. There are many beautiful things in this world, and I will always be by your side."
When they are old and can no longer walk, they will lie in rocking chairs together to bask in the sun and reminisce about the good times of their youth.
Chu Li's eyes were slightly warm and the corners of his eyes were hot.
The man took her hand and said, "Xiaojiu, are you willing to be with me, year after year, year after year?"
Chu Li looked at the man's somewhat blurry face.
"Why are you still crying?"
"The wind blinded me."
"You're lying wind, you don't even admit that you're moved?"
"..."
Chu Li burst into laughter and punched his chest with her fist. "It's a good atmosphere. It's ok for you to tease my eighth brother, but don't tease me all the time."
"hiss!"
The man's expression tightened, and he covered his chest, "How could you be so cruel? I have an old injury here..."
Chu Li said hurriedly:
"I don't know, let me see!"
As soon as she pounced over, the man opened his arms and gathered his wide sleeves, wrapping the petite person in his arms like a child wearing adult clothes.
"Go inside and take a look."
"Uncle..."
"It's cold outside, so it's inconvenient to take off your clothes. Once we're on the couch, I'll let you take a closer look."
Chu Li choked twice, and when he entered the room, he held onto the door frame, "The emperor's uncle is in good health, so he should be fine. I'd better not look at him."
"You're welcome."
"I won't watch it anymore!"
Chu Dichi held her in his arms, and she pushed hard against the door.
The man raised his eyebrows and pried open her fingers that were digging into the door frame one by one. "It's courtesy. You have to let me see it too."
Chu Li was surprised:
"When have I ever seen you?"
"I promised to show you, but you didn't want to see it. How can you blame me? Now it's my turn."
“?!”
What nonsense!
-
Southern barbarian.
After waiting for one, two, three, four... twelve days, the Great Chu had been restored and the war had been settled, but Qin Muyu had not received a reply from the Regent.
Where did this messenger go?
He was meditating and practicing swordplay in the camp.
complete.
He sheathed his sword, and just in time saw Doctor Yang walking by with a basket, talking to two soldiers:
"The Great Chu has revived... This is a good thing... The Great Chu is stable, I wonder if they will send troops to reinforce us?"
"Our Ninth Thousand Years Old has some friendship with the Regent of Great Chu..."
Qin Muyu frowned.
The Great Chu has been revived, why doesn't the Regent transfer him back?
He hurried after him, "Divine Doctor Yang."
Yang Dianfeng heard this and turned around to look at him, "General Qin."
"Dr. Yang and Dr. Bai are from the same school and have a very good relationship. I wonder if you can ask Dr. Bai what the regent's current situation is like? When can I return to Da Chu?"
"Of course you can."
Yang Dianfeng readily agreed.
"General Qin wants to go back to Da Chu. I also want to go back a little bit."
The Valley of Divine Medicine is located in the territory of Da Chu.
"It's a pity that King Yin's body has not fully recovered yet, and there is a war going on, so I have to ensure his safety and cannot be away for the time being."
Hearing the word "King Yin", Qin Muyu decided to end the topic.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard Yang Dianfeng say:
"This King Yin is also a legendary figure."
Qin Muyu glanced sideways.
How to be legendary?
While selecting the herbs in the basket, Yang Dianfeng said, "I heard that he lost his mother when he was one and his father when he was three. The former king of Nanman killed him in order to become the only heir to the throne. I heard that he started killing people when he was five."
Five years old?
Qin Muyu was somewhat skeptical about the authenticity of this matter.
At the age of five, what can he understand? He is probably not even as good as a sword, but he has lives on his hands?
"Doctor Yang, what you heard is not true. Besides, when people spread information, they like to exaggerate and exaggerate. You can't trust the truth."
If a word spreads from one end of a village to another, its meaning will change, let alone something that happened so many years ago.
Yang Dianfeng said:
"Even if it's false, it can't change the legendary history of King Yin. He was able to fight his way to where he is today without the support of his parents. It shows that he is a ruthless man."
"A few months ago, when I rescued him, he was shot by seven arrows and was almost on his last breath, but he still managed to hold on."
Qin Muyu said calmly: "It's also a tough fate."
"He still has old illnesses."
"You deserve it."
"He still has memory problems and needs medication to maintain his condition."
"It's what I deserve."
"He has no children. Even Tuoba Mo is an adopted son without any blood relationship."
"God has eyes."
Yang Dianfeng said a few words, and suddenly found that Qin Muyu was still talking back at him. He couldn't help but let out a "Yoho" and looked at him leisurely while holding the basket:
"General Qin, why do I feel that your hatred towards King Yin is even greater than that of the ghosts?"
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