Chapter 91: The Foolish Old Man

"Zhi'er, you're still alive! Great, when I heard them say you ......" Murong Jin took a long breath and said with a smile: "Forget it, as long as you're okay." ”

"Don't worry, general, with me, Zhi'er is fine." Ling Mochen couldn't help but feel touched in his heart.

"Yue Guo, the third prince?" Murong Jin looked suspiciously at Ling Mochen who was wearing a mask.

"The general has good eyes." Ling Mochen took off his mask and said to Murong Jin.

"Dad, let's get you out, okay?" Murong Zhi didn't have time to watch them chat, so she took Murong Jin's hand and said eagerly.

"Zhi'er ......" Murong Jin turned his head, met Murong Zhi's expectant, worried, and eager eyes, and said reluctantly: "I won't leave......"

"Why! Why don't you go! Now the emperor is suspicious and mediocre, self-righteous, and the world knows it! Why do you want to let him slaughter! Murong Zhi shouted indignantly, her face already full of tears.

"yes, why? Because this is my faith, this is my duty. As a courtier, my faith is this country, and as a general, my duty is to protect the people......" Murong Jin said solemnly.

"But if you leave, who will protect the people, who will protect the peace of the world!" Murong Zhi said with red eyes.

"There will be many generals, and so will those who serve the people." Murong Jin looked at Murong Zhi and said: "I only know that if I get out of this prison gate, there will be smoke when I leave the country, and if I live for a day, the emperor will not be at ease for a day, if it is because I cause a war again, how can I rest assured?" Besides, no matter what, as long as I get out of this prison door, the crime of rebellion will really be true, hey~"

"Dad, let's go...... Please...... Zhi'er only knows me....... I can't live without my father, I ...... I don't care about this people, I don't care about this ...... Whether the world is peaceful or not, I ...... I just want you daddy...... You are safe and sound,......," Murong Zhi choked up.

Murong Jin helplessly wiped away the tears on Murong Zhi's face with his shackled right hand, and said slowly:

"Zhi'er, you have to live well. Without a father, you can change your identity and change your name to live a dull life...... My biggest regret is that I didn't see you get married, so you can find someone who is good to you for the rest of your life...... Forget Murong Mansion, forget me, don't tell others that your father is Murong Jin...... Don't blame your father for entrusting Xuan'er to the Duan family, because the Duan family can only protect Xuan'er, after all, she is a concubine...... I thought the Queen Mother could protect you, but it seems that now, you have your own ideas...... It's good to stay away from these rights and wrongs......"

"Dad~" Murong Zhi pulled Murong Jin's sleeve and couldn't cry.

"The Three Princes." Murong Jin smiled at Ling Mochen.

"The general can call me by name." Ling Mochen said.

"I know you've been with Zhi'er for a while......" Ling Mochen was a little surprised when he heard this, but he was also a little lucky. I don't know when you got the eye right, but I noticed that you didn't go over the line, and Zhi'er was happy, so I acquiesced.

I don't care if you're sincere to Zhi'er or not, I just hope you don't hurt her, don't let her fall into your right and wrong, I don't expect you to marry her, I just hope you can protect her. ”

Murong Jin knew that Ling Mochen really loved Zhi'er, because his eyes were familiar. But many things are involuntary in the royal family, no matter what variables happen in the future, as long as Zhi'er can live well, it is enough......

"General, don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint Zhi'er." Ling Mochen glanced at Murong Zhi deeply, and said vowly: "Whether it's love or identity, I won't let her suffer a little grievance!" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin nodded reassuringly.

"It's almost dawn, let's go." Murong Jin handed Murong Zhi into Ling Mochen's hands.

"Dad, don't leave me alone! Father! Murong Zhi pulled Murong Jin's sleeve and didn't let go.

"It's satisfying for my father to see you one last time before he dies." Murong Jin broke Murong Zhi's fingers and smiled desolately.

Murong Zhi was pointed out by Ling Mochen, and could only watch Murong Jin get farther and farther away from him, but he couldn't do anything but tears......

When Murong Zhi returned to the Western Suburbs Garden, it was already late time.

As soon as he entered the other garden, as soon as Ling Mochen unlocked Murong Zhi's acupoint, Murong Zhi ran back to his room and closed the door-

"Zhi'er! Zhi'er! Open the door! Seeing this, Ling Mochen hurriedly went to knock on the door nervously.

"Master, let Miss Murong be quiet by herself, sometimes, she needs to figure it out by herself." Tsing Yi saw that his master hadn't rested well for a few days, so he persuaded: "You go and rest for a while, let the red sleeves guard it, after all, the red sleeves are also women." ”

"Hmm." Ling Mochen thought about it, and this was the same reason, so he returned to his bedroom with blue and black circles under his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Murong Zhi opened the door and asked the red sleeves guarding the door:

"Red Sleeves, do you have anything to eat?"

Red Sleeves turned around and looked at Murong Zhi like this, and couldn't help but be a little surprised-

Dressed in plain white, he changed the decadence of the previous few days, his hair was meticulously combed, his clothes were neat and neat, and there was no grief in his eyes, but his pale face seemed to fall down when the wind blew, and his temperament around him became cold, no longer as lively as he had seen in the past.......

"I'm hungry." Murong Zhi said with a smile, but this smile made people feel distressed.

"Okay, I'll get ready right away."

After a stick of incense, what Ling Mochen came to Murong Zhi's bedroom and saw was-

"Mochen, do you want some?" Murong Zhi shook the goose leg in his hand and said with a smile.

"Zhi'er, you ......"

"Shh Murong Zhi smiled at Ling Mochen and said, "Who is Zhi'er?" My name is Su Xiaomo. ”

"Zhi'er, ...... you," Ling Mochen said in shock. Could it be that you are hit and sick?

"Wrong, wrong, it's Su Xiaomo." Murong Zhi corrected.

"Okay, Mo'er, you ...... Now, how's it going? Ling Mochen asked tentatively.

"Hmm~" After Murong Zhi took a bite of the meat fiercely, "It's good, didn't Murong Jin ask at noon?" If you can't save him, you can always collect his body. ”

"Shhh

Ling Mochen looked at Murong Zhi with a complicated expression, slowly eating all the food on the table one bite at a time.

"Are you alright?" Although Murong Zhi used to love to eat, she had never eaten so much.

"Hmm." Murong Zhi looked out the window, the sun was shining. "It's almost noon, so I'll go first."

"I'm with you." Ling Mochen hurriedly held Murong Zhi's hand.

"It's okay, otherwise you won't be at ease." Murong Zhi smiled sensibly.

After making some disguises, Ling Mochen tightly pulled Murong Zhi towards the execution ground.

On the way, the two were speechless.

After arriving at the execution ground, the first thing I saw was Han Yue, Yinmai and Aunt Lan kneeling on the side, as well as the housekeepers in the house, looking at the whip marks and messy hair on their bodies, especially Steward He, it seemed that the linen clothes on their bodies had also been beaten, and through the rags, the skin on their backs was full of blood......

Ling Mochen felt the tremor in his palm, and when he turned his head and couldn't see Murong Zhi's emotions, he took Murong Zhi in his arms in distress.

"I'm fine." Murong Zhi raised her head and smiled at Ling Mochen's concerned eyes.

It's just that this smile stung Ling Mochen's heart......

"Prisoner criminal, Murong Jin!"

Looking at Murong Jin who was escorted to the execution platform, the crowd gasped, there were some things, everyone knew it, there was no coaxing, there were no words and actions, but on this sunny day, there was a sad atmosphere.

"The hour is up, slash!" The Ombudsman looked at the sun and gave an order.

"General, I'm sorry." After looking at the sky, the executioner said respectfully to Murong Jin.

Ruoxin, I can finally come to see you......

On the corner of the street, a splendid carriage was parked -

"Childe, it's over." A man wearing a hat stood outside the carriage and bowed his head.

"Well, let's go." After the carriage left, it left a deep sigh......

Ling Mochen kept covering Murong Zhi's eyes, refusing to let go, and Murong Zhi didn't struggle until—

"The emperor ordered Murong Jin to rebel and burn his corpse at the stake!"

...... As soon as these words came out, not only Ling Mochen, but even the people present looked at the supervision officer in disbelief like a thunderbolt from the sky.

But even if the people were dissatisfied, they could not do anything. Yes, this is a good general, but he can't offend the current official for the sake of a deceased person!

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse."

After the people took one last look at the torture table with regret, they bowed their heads and left. Ling Mochen hurriedly took Murong Zhi to an inconspicuous place before putting down his hand......

"I'm going to collect his body." Murong Zhi smiled at Ling Mochen with red eyes.

"Zhi ...... You ......" After Ling Mochen touched Murong Zhi's head distressedly, he quietly followed behind the soldier with Murong Zhi.

kept walking, and I don't know where I went, the soldiers surrounded a forest, and Ling Mochen had to guard outside the forest with Murong Zhi......

Ling Mochen looked worriedly at Murong Zhi, who was not crying or making trouble at this time, and did not even shed tears. And Murong Zhi just quietly looked at the fire in the forest, I don't know if it was reflected by the flames, or for other reasons, Ling Mochen only saw that Murong Zhi's eyes were scarlet.......

Eventually, all the people withdrew, leaving only puffs of smoke, and a generation of generals was reduced to a pile of ashes......

In this silent forest, Murong Zhi, who was plain white, was digging a pit with his own hands, even though his hands were dripping with blood. Ling Mochen couldn't bear it, so he used his internal force to smash a deep pit where Murong Zhi had dug up......

"Thank you." Murong Zhi didn't raise her head and carried Murong Jin's ashes into the pit, and after the last ash was put into the ground, Murong Zhi felt the back of her hand feel cold. Hehe, this is the last time, for this foolish old man......

Ling Mochen also got a wooden board from nowhere, and the big characters "Murong Jin's Tomb" had been engraved on it, and there was no signature.

"That's right, he cares about the people, he is the Murong Jin ...... the world" Murong Zhi muttered and sneered after inserting this wooden plank-