170 Greet each other with candles: You go safely, and I have no worries
Li Longji had indeed arrived at the gate of the palace, but he grabbed the reins of his horse and did not dismount for a long time. Seeing Liu Youqiu and his party coming out of the hall, they dismounted and stood with their hands in their hands.
"Your Highness, please look. This was found by the ministers in Shangguan Zhaorong Palace, and it was another edict. Liu Youqiu emphasized, "The real edict." β
Li Longji took the scroll and slowly unfolded it, only to see that it was written: "...... Li Chongmao, the king of Liwen, was the crown prince. Prime Minister Wang Auxiliary Government. The Queen's Participation in Political Affairs ......" is so familiar that even if you take it apart one stroke at a time, it is still clear at a glance.
Liu Youqiu clarified with some urgency: "Zhaorong Niangniang's heart is towards me Li Tang, this edict is the best proof, she doesn't want to set up the king of the prime minister." β
Li Longji calmed down a lot at this time, and even seemed to have a cold voice: "What does this mean?" She can write dozens of such edicts a day, and the content of each one can be different. What if she deliberately kept such an edict to excuse herself? β
Liu Youqiu hurriedly said: "Your Highness, you know that Zhaorong is not such a person. β
"I don't know anything, what kind of person she is, I never know." Li Longji's tone was stiff.
Liu Youqiu heard the angry element in his words, he knew that the king of Linzi was not a person who was twisted, if he was angry with someone, he thought that maybe everything was not as bad as he imagined, Shangguan Zhaorong was not the only dead end.
"Your Highness, you might as well go into the palace and check it out for yourself." Liu Youqiu said in a businesslike tone, which was impossible to refuse.
Li Longji straightened his already straight body, and strode in, one hand habitually pressed on the swordβan action that made him fearless.
"You're here." Wan'er sat alone at the table, as if she was greeting a friend.
Li Longji responded: "You let so many palace people greet us with candles, are you looking forward to our arrival?" But you should know that I'll come sooner or later. β
"Maybe a little late." Wan'er's words were unclear, as if she was hinting at something.
Li Longji didn't notice it, but said, "Why don't I want to kill Webster earlier." β
"Are they all dead?" Wan'er didn't smile anymore, and her face gradually turned a little pale.
"The damn ones are dead." Li Longji replied very dryly.
"Not necessarily." Wan'er denied it, and a smile welled up with great difficulty, "Isn't there another me?" β
Li Longji's hand on the sword loosened: "Do you think you deserve to die?" β
"Do you ask that question before you kill everyone?" Wan'er was suddenly curious.
Li Longji was silent.
Wan'er smiled: "I answer you, I don't think I deserve to die." I don't know what I'm doing wrong. β
Li Longji was angered by Wan'er's words, and for a while he was angry and aggrieved: "Don't you know what's wrong?" Have you always been worthy of your heart? Everything you do is taken for granted? You are swaying like grass on the wall, you are in the company of all kinds of unbearable people, you turn your hands and rain, you use power as a plaything, you turn your back on the people who trust you and love you, you never think about right or wrong at all, what you pursue is only the excitement of the storm and the superiority of the high, are you drunk and dreaming of death, and feel that you are the only wise man in the world? He questioned her, more like he was questioning himself.
ββ¦β¦ You don't know, every time I look at you in high spirits, you are hugged everywhere you go, you have the confidence of pointing out the country, and your pen is a splendid article with a wave of your hand, how disgusted I am? My antipathy for you, in a sense, even goes beyond those women who covet Li Tang Jiangshan, who are at best stupid and conceited, but what about you? You are teasing others and abusing yourself at the same time, you are trampling yourself so that people worship you, but I know how dirty you are, because-" Suddenly his voice became choked, and his words became choppy, Li Long was basically not as indestructible as he imagined, "I, I know, your heart, your heart, your heart...... How pure your face has been...... It was ...... So clean, your hand brushing over my forehead, so warm...... For a long time, I relied on you like a child...... Until one day, I have no more excuses, I can no longer rely on anyone...... You have withered and withered in my heart, but, but, yet...... But even if it withered and withered, it was still there, no one cleaned it, no one cared about it, and whenever the wind blew, it was swept up again......"