When the matter of adding Enke was in full swing in the capital, Liu Moyan was already riding lightly, and rushed to the border with fewer people than when he returned to Beijing.

This time, when he left the gate of the capital, he suddenly looked back, and then, unlike the last time, he saw the towering figure that had always stood there, this time, he knew, he was watching him leave, it turned out that he was looking at him leaving!

Thinking that it has been filled, it can no longer find the slightest gap that can be stuffed into anything, and at this moment, something takes advantage of the gap to get into, and then, it produces a feeling called happiness.

Liu Moyan gave the man a smile, and it was just a smile, and then he slapped the horse and left, so simple, such a wordless look, just one glance, only one side, but it had already made the man who had waited for the rising sun from the heaviest frost and dew in the early morning to the sky, and the cold on his body was slightly weakened.

It's just that when the man's shining silver armor disappeared into the distance, his slightly cold face melted away, filled with more indifference that was about to overflow, that kind of indifference, which could freeze the people around him, first of all, would hurt himself.

"If you can't help it, why don't you keep him?"

The man, who had been standing silently three steps behind the man, was unwilling and unable to exceed the rules, and when he saw that ice-cast face dyed with sorrow, he couldn't help but break his silent plan and spoke up.

Duan Jinrui didn't look back, his fingers were like the last time, rubbing the rough lines on the city wall, looking at the suburbs that had become a line in the distance, looking at it for a long time, and when Zhuang Lijue thought that he would not get any answer, he heard the man's faint sigh with a little determination: "Because he is Liu Moyan!" “

Because from the first time they met when he was young and ignorant, he knew that it was not a child who could stay in one place, but that child initially attracted him to the freedom that he longed for but could not reach.

Because, from the second encounter, he knew that it was a wanton boy who made people hate and love, and stubborn and speechless, and what attracted him to that young man was that extreme and persistent, he decided it, and he decided to go on as he pleased.

Because, from the youth to the young man's waiting, from the beginning to the last acquaintance, after the appointment, the shadow that has been left in his heart since he was young has become plump bit by bit, and he understands bit by bit, he knows that what Liu Moyan is looking out of is a battlefield that can allow him to show his ability, and what Liu Moyan loves is a wanton and relaxed life.

"The secretary of the military department went to the table two days ago, saying that his subordinate Zuo Shilang Ding was worried about returning to his hometown, and there was a shortage of manpower for a while, and he wanted me to promote a temporary leader of the left squire."

Duan Jinrui's voice when he spoke was naturally cold, but there was a kind of unhurried leisure, listening carefully, there was a good feeling of ice jade slowly tapping, but unfortunately, Zhuang Lijue couldn't appreciate it now, because of the other party's formulaic attitude.

"Lijue, there are no major events in the palace recently, you, the commander of the forbidden army, just have leisure, you will go to the military department tomorrow to take up your post!"

The commander of the forbidden army is also the left squire of the military department? It sounds very good, and the emperor is respected, but where in the world has there been a person who has two key positions at the same time? is the most trusted courtier of the emperor, although there are many names, at most they are noble, and there are no real power positions, when the two positions of real power are superimposed on each other, in fact, the choice is made, and it is Duan Jinrui who makes the choice, not him to choose.

When Zhuang Lijue heard this appointment, his heart was full of bitterness, is this, finally even the qualification to keep him by his side has been accepted?

It's just that, after all, he is unwilling, the position in the palace is the only one he can still keep, and he can be an opportunity to accompany the man openly, not asking for anything else, just to be able to watch and guard it all the time, if he is even deprived of this, then, where is the meaning of his existence?

"Please take back your order!"

Zhuang Lijue heard himself say this in a trance.

"This is the Holy Decree!"

Duan Jinrui's cold voice already contained a little anger, so that Hu Heng, who was standing beside him, was secretly anxious for him, and frequently glanced at the man, Zhuang Lijue lowered his head, as if he hadn't seen it, and continued to say: "The princess's matter is caused by the minister's carelessness and failure to detect it in time, please Your Majesty to condemn it!" “

Kneeling on one knee, Zhuang Lijue pleaded guilty, what he said was exactly the last rumor, Yang Tongzhen would know the meaning of Liu Moyan's words to Duan Jinrui, and would think of such a trick, and even, Liu Hanlian was able to smoothly blend into the court, but the biggest hero was Princess Wenxian, no one would have thought that the woman who was plain and insipid, who seemed to have nothing special except for the identity of a princess, would begin to become terrible and extreme, full of hatred, and hated Duan Jinrui in Zhuang Lijue's indifference to her day by day. hated Liu Moyan, even hated Zhuang Lijue, hated the affection between the men between them, hated them for dragging themselves into this hopeless whirlpool.

Duan Jinrui was finally reluctant to turn around, he looked at Zhuang Lijue, and the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated: "Wen Xian's matter has passed, don't mention it again in the future!" “

He hesitated for a long time, slowly took two steps forward, and stood in front of Zhuang Lijue, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and then, stretched out his hand, and pulled him up in the other party's stunned expression: "Lijue, the position of the commander of the palace forbidden army, I will only keep it for you!" “

This sentence, Duan Jinrui said slowly, but also solemnly, between him and Zhuang Lijue, there are too many pasts, maybe unpleasant happened, maybe, for a moment, he really wanted to separate Zhuang Lijue from afar, but after all, they grew up together, as he said, he rarely trusted people like Zhuang Lijue.

"Keep it up! The affairs of the military department are very important! “

Zhuang Lijue had a trace of joy in his heart slowly spreading, but without waiting for that joy to spread to his entire heart and soaking it softly, his reason had already reminded him that it was true, Duan Jinrui's weight was true, but it was a more real purpose to want him to stare at the military department and then protect Liu Moyan.

Zhuang Lijue replied sullenly.

Zhuang Lijue left, he didn't know if he would lose control if he stayed by Duan Jinrui's side again, he obviously told himself that he had let go, and he told himself not to be the person who disgusted Duan Jinrui anymore, but he watched himself glide towards the abyss, there was no way.

There are countless large and small restaurants in the capital, and in the past, Zhuang Lijue would only go to those famous restaurants, but today, he just wants to stay quietly in a place where he will not meet anyone he knows, taste the wine, and taste the loneliness that cannot be repaid.

The tavern is located in a small alley around the corner, the place is remote, the storefront is also very simple, a small wooden house, there are a few tables in it, there are not a few customers, Zhuang Lijue is very conspicuous in it.

He drank bowl after bowl of inferior soju, spicy, burning his throat and the wine flowed into his stomach, stabbing his throat and his eyes astringent, but just like this, he still couldn't get drunk, what should he do?

Stretched out his hand to the potbelly wine jar on the table, his fingers lifted the mud seal, his wrist exerted force, and he was about to tilt his neck and pour it in, but in the next moment, he was blocked by a slender hand, Zhuang Lijue raised his head and looked at the one that was incompatible with the atmosphere of the tavern, Sven was handsome and handsome, and his literary appearance was really special.

Zhuang Lijue raised his eyes a little worried, looked at the other party slowly, and then smiled: "You, are you here?" “

"Since we're here, let's drink together!"

As he spoke, he was about to pick up the wine jar, and he used his strength, but he didn't fight Mu Wuxian, the weak chicken in his eyes: "Let go!" “

Zhuang Lijue drank coldly, Mu Wuguilt had a calm face, not only did he not let go, but instead increased the strength in his hand, pulled all the spirits that he had drunk more than half of the jar to his side, and sneered: "Drink together?" Do you think that all sorrows can be dispelled by wine? If I were like you, the grass on the grave would be three feet tall by now! “

"I really didn't expect that I would have helped you clean up all the beginnings and tails, and promised that you would not be harmed, you would be stupid and take the initiative to tell him what Princess Wen Xian did, and take the initiative to ask for guilt, you really didn't want to die for that man!"

At some point, the people in the tavern had all disappeared, and in the small, cramped tavern, there were only two men glaring at each other on the humble wooden table.

"How am I, what do I have to do with you? Don't you think you're too wide? What's more, I'm willing! “

Zhuang Lijue's wine woke up a lot, and his speech was smooth, but the expression on his face was not very good, after all, the person who wants to use wine to kill his sorrows is the person who wakes up from his half-asleep, illusory and misty dream.

Mu Wuxuan's eyebrows were upside down, and his slender palm slammed the table, and he actually made a loud sound: "What about me!" “

"You're willing, me!"

Mu Wushu's face was full of pain, the depression in his eyes was so similar to begging, Zhuang Lijue could see it in the mirror every day, it was his own eyes.

opened his mouth and smiled silently indifferently: "What does it have to do with me?" “

As he spoke, he gave up wanting to snatch the wine jar from Mu Wuxian's hands again, and directly picked up the sea bowl that still had a little residual wine left, wanting to make himself a little less sober.

Mu Wuxian looked at Zhuang Lijue like this, decadent, desperate, helpless, waiting for a man who would never see him, and the Tsing Yi scribe shattered someone's self-deceptive indifference with his behavior that was completely opposite to what he was dressing.

Lips, printed on the other lip, the smell of the wine, after fermentation, no longer seems to be so strong, but a lot more mellow, I can't help it, Mu Wujue's hand wrapped around Zhuang Lijue's waist, and the lips were tighter.

"Zhuang Lijue, do you dare to bet with me? Someday, you're going to fall in love with me, you will! “

Mu Wuxuan said so firmly, I don't know if he said it to Zhuang Lijue or to himself.

"Smack!" With a bang, the wine bowl in Zhuang Lijue's hand shattered to the ground, and pointed to the door: "Get out!" “