After a moment of silence, Xiao Rong looked at Qu Yunmie, whose face had become gloomy again, and whispered, "I heard that in the spring of the following year, Feiyan returned to the north to look for the nest she had built on the eaves of a certain household last summer, but after flying around the city for three days, she could not find a single intact household."
Qu Yunmie stared at the floor tiles without saying a word.
It was dark now. I could see the mountains in the distance before, but now I could see nothing.
Qu Yunmie seemed indifferent, but in fact his ears moved slightly, obviously he was still listening.
Xiao Rong: "Ten years ago, I was a child, the king was unknown, the Xianbei were just rising, and the Zhenbei Army was in its twilight years. Ten years later, the king is famous all over the world, the Xianbei are on the decline, the Zhenbei Army is at its peak, and I have also completed my studies. I have come thousands of miles to join you, and I have entrusted my life's ambitions and hopes for the rest of my life to the king."
Having said this, he looked at Qu Yunmie's profile. The moon happened to come out at this time. Noticing that sharp gaze again, Qu Yunmie's mind moved and he turned his head away.
Under the silver moonlight, Xiao Rong raised the corners of his lips and whispered, "My king, the human heart is hard to predict. Not everyone has a good memory, and not everyone is as persevering and clear about what they love and hate as my king. I'm afraid you will have to experience the betrayal and disappointment you've felt today several more times in the future. But I'm willing to swear to the heavens here that until you no longer need me, I will be of one mind and one heart with you, and will follow you through thick and thin."
Qu Yunmie looked at him with a gloomy expression.
His eyes were like needles, piercing Xiao Rong's skin, but Xiao Rong was not afraid of the pain and just looked at him calmly.
A moment later, Qu Yunmie suddenly stood up, bringing with him a gust of cold spring night wind. Xiao Rong felt a little cold, but did not show it. He just touched his nose uncomfortably.
Qu Yunmie looked down at him and said, "I don't care how many people betray me and how many people are loyal to me. Sir, you think too highly of yourself. Don't forget, I want to keep you because I want to see your true face, not listen to your sweet words."
Xiao Rong listened to his words without looking up, but just slowly put his hand down.
Qu Yunmie stood there and waited for a few moments, then found that he really had nothing to say. Feeling suffocated, Qu Yunmie turned around and left.
He had long legs, big steps, and good stamina, so he got down from the tower in a short while. But when he stood on the last step of the tower, he suddenly stopped, frowned, turned his head, and ordered the guards beside him: "Help him when he comes down."
The soldier guarding the city nodded. The man above was indeed weak and it was right to help him.
But then their king said, "Don't let him stay there too long, or he will freeze to death."
City guards: “…”
This is a bit abnormal. It turns out that their king actually cares about people.
Just when they were wondering, they saw Qu Yunmie, who had already taken two steps forward, took one step back and said to them viciously, "Give him a cloak!"
City guards: “…………”
The soldiers guarding the city were all dumbfounded. They couldn't figure out for a moment whether the man above was favored by the king or not.
As for Xiao Rong above, after Qu Yunmie left, he happily relaxed his muscles and walked to the edge of the city wall to look at the starry sky.
With one hand supporting his head, Xiao Rong looked at the beautiful scenery and smiled knowingly: "Big fool."
"You'll be pissed off sooner or later."
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