Han Shan Wen Picked Up

As if confirming the conjecture of Mr. That Day, Meng Yu was indeed ordered to lead the army half a month later, but Lu Qingzhu was not very happy at this time. Meng Yu has been a devil in his heart for him these years Well, as long as this devil is not eliminated for a day, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

But now, this devil is about to perish, but he really doesn't even feel happy.

Lu Qingzhu has repeatedly confirmed that he is not a cheap person and has any feelings that he shouldn't have. In his life, the only person he likes and trusts is Lou Jiming.

As for the one who hates, Meng Yu is the only one who wants to kill, no one else.

"What? Are you not happy?"

The man's chuckle pulled back his thoughts, he slowly raised his eyes to look at the smiling man in front of him, then lowered his eyebrows: "What does the prince mean?"

"You like to play dumb with me these days."

He chewed slowly with a chopstick in his hand, his expression was as leisurely as ever, how could he see the urgency and tension of going to the battlefield?

Others thought that the emperor was trying to drive ducks to the shelves this time, and just waited to see King Yong make a fool of himself and die on the battlefield. He would never give him a chance to make a big impact, even if there were mistakes in this plan, he could avoid it on the first day of the junior high school. , Yong Wang may not be able to escape the fifteenth.

Lu Qingzhu sat dumbfounded and didn't speak, it seemed that he didn't intend to take over.

Meng Yu, on the other hand, seemed to be in a very good mood. He smiled slowly: "Do you think this prince is easy to be fooled because of his poor brain, or are you really stupid and need me to give you a long memory?"

Lu Qingzhu felt that his whole body was itching loudly, and he guessed that in Meng Yu's eyes, he was the type who needed to be beaten very much.

In order to avoid being too passive, he opened his mouth cautiously: "My lord has a noble status, how can a sinner dare to neglect you."

"Hmph." A strong cold snort came out of his nose. Meng Yu raised his brows as if he didn't intend to get into the details with him. After all, he was about to pack up and set off, and he really didn't have much time to train Lu Qingzhu like before.

"The king intends to take you with me."

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze suddenly, Lu Qingzhu looked up at him almost subconsciously.

"Unfortunately, I really can't take you with me this time."

Seeing the smile in King Yong's eyes, he bowed his head obediently.

"come over--!"

Suddenly shouting angrily in a deep voice, Lu Qingzhu walked over cautiously with a shake of his body, and then fell to his knees directly in front of him under the pressure of Meng Yu's shoulders.

The chin was pinched by the fingertips and slowly lifted up. When he saw the sharp coldness in his eyes like a sword, Lu Qingzhu's heart skipped a beat, and then a black pill was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

Before he had time to resist, the lips and teeth were easily pried open, and the softness pushed in directly, sweeping across the wall of his chest and entangled with it, melting the small pill in his mouth that he hadn't had time to swallow into a puddle Bitter water, Lu Qingzhu was forced to be helpless, and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, so he could only let a drop of silver thread fall down and fall in mid-air.

"This palpitation pill, I think you know its effect better than me."

Almost unprecedentedly gentle, Meng Yu caressed his chin affectionately, the two people whose lips and teeth were intertwined just now were so close, but in a blink of an eye, the chilling atmosphere made them feel like they were separated from each other.

Lu Qingzhu frowned, and didn't feel the slightest discomfort, but he was very familiar with the palpitation pill. It was made in the army to arouse the desire of soldiers. After all, life in the army was boring, and this thing had strong The effect of 'yang' can just be used to boost motivation and vent 'fire.

It's just that it is inevitable that there will be no sense of proportion. Some people who are too energetic will die of heart palpitations due to physical exhaustion. This was once banned, until later they were mixed with a few herbs, which became a tool to force punishment.

It's just that there is no antidote for this thing. Either rely on one's own willpower to survive, or wait to survive by eating a man's dick on the bed.

He suddenly enlarged the smile on the corner of his mouth, Meng Yu, you are so fucking ruthless!

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Prince Yong patted his face happily, and then took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and gave it to him.

"This piece of paper, if I really can't come back someday, it will arrange your funeral in detail, such as the coffin and the cemetery, if I come back..."

Meng Yu suddenly smiled at him, his handsome face bloomed with spring, but he didn't say anything, took a deep look at Lu Qingzhu, then flicked his sleeves and walked away.

The purple dress in sight finally disappeared slowly.

At the beginning of Renxing: King Yong led his troops to the junction between Tuoyumo and Daliang.

In pursuit the next day, they passed Hanjiang Yeyuan and other places, and continued to set up ambushes.

A few days later, light snow fell.

Tuoyumo took the opportunity to attack, but failed, so he retreated.

The second year of Renxing: The fierce battle lasted for more than half a year, and the garrison ceased the next month.

At the third year of the year, if you stand again, you will win by chance.

……

This battle is stalemate, and the front is gradually stretched.

It took another year and three months to go deep into the hinterland of Tuoyumo and win the merger in one fell swoop.

At the beginning of April, King Yong disappeared for no reason

At the end of May, no one was found, no trace was found

June……

July……

The goose feather heavy snow flew down again, with the sound of heavy horns at the border.

A thick layer of frost had formed on the icicles on the window panes, and Lu Qingzhu's body was not in good health for the past few years, and he could cough up blood when he coughed for a long time.

He originally planned to spend Meng Yu waiting for the news of his death, but he didn't expect Meng Yu to consume him now. Now half of his life can only be hanged on the half of the old ginseng. The palace is rich, and I am afraid that it has not been able to afford his tattered body for a long time.

"Little one..."

Taking off the handkerchief, he lowered his head and glanced at the blood on his eyes. Lu Qingzhu closed his eyes and leaned back. The heavy snow this year was extremely urgent, and he hadn't contacted Meng Huaizhun for several months.

Only my husband sent me a few messages occasionally, saying that everything was fine, but what happened next could only be guesswork.

Without the hindrance of King Yong, King Cheng's long-cherished wish of subversion will only get deeper and deeper. He somewhat disagrees, but how can he, an outsider, manage the struggle of their inner disciples?

Disputes and power will never be cut off, and no one wants to be like him and let things go.

Perhaps, the high-ranking self at the time was still safe and sound, and he would never think of the words "calm things and make peace" in his life.

"My lord, what else do you want?"

The little girl hurried in with a basin of hot water and warmed his hands and feet. The little girl grew up a lot, her eyes became more beautiful and picturesque, and there were a few drops of melted snow on her long eyelashes. , those black eyes permeated the fog, seeming to see the bottom of his heart all the time.

"how old are you?"

Seemingly unexpected that Lu Qingzhu would ask this, Xiao Yi was startled, and wiped his knuckles over and over for him: "My maidservant is turning fourteen this year..."

"Fourteen?" He lowered his eyelashes, looking thoughtful.

"You seem to have reached the age of marriage."

Xiaoyi was taken aback when she heard this, but then knelt down beside him as if she was about to cry: "I never thought about getting married, I just want to stay in the mansion for the rest of my life to serve you..."

Lu Qingzhu smiled, raised her eyebrows slightly, and reached out to caress the bun on her forehead: "Silly girl, if you don't have a relationship at your age, you will be laughed at if you say it."

"But, sir, you..."

"How is it the same for me as a man and your family as a girl?"

Xiao Yi raised his head to look at him, but Lu Qingzhu withdrew his hand: "Do you really like that kid named Qing You in the mansion?"

Xiao Yi was stunned, and suddenly lowered his head, apparently at a loss.

"I checked last time and found that he signed a death contract in the mansion. If you are willing, I will redeem him for you..."

"Xiaoyi thank you for your kindness." The little girl reacted quickly this time, and immediately kowtowed three times to him on the spot, Lu Qingzhu looked down at her with a smile: "You have been with me for so long, Even though I watched you grow up, in fact, I have never regarded you as a foreigner, so why should you be polite to me."

……

Day and night in the middle of winter, heavy snow covered the sky and the earth.

The eyebrows and eyes that raised their heads turned red again, the red makeup covered their dimples, the flowers on their foreheads were yellow, and the red dress was bright and dazzling. She picked it up, but she turned around and peeked at the figure outside the door that gradually disappeared in the wind and snow.

Putting a hand on her cheek, the handsome groom looked at her and lowered his head and said softly, "If you want to say goodbye, then go."

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed out wearing a red dress. Lu Qingzhu was struggling to walk in the snow, and suddenly heard a creaking sound coming from behind him. As soon as he turned around, he was hit by the red dress .

The voice in the wind and snow became weak, he looked down at the little girl who was holding him in his arms and smiled, "Why did you come out? Don't you want a groom?"

"Lang Jun..." Xiao Yi watched him sob.

The cold wind blew through the lapels, and the shoulders were soon covered with residual snow. He reluctantly pulled the little girl's hand away. Lu Qingzhu coughed a few times and didn't look at her again, turned around and left step by step.

The sound of Jin soldiers fighting suddenly rang in his ears, and he suddenly remembered the news he received half a year ago.

—— King Yong disappeared for no reason, and failed to find his trace. His body was buried in a dry mountain, and he died after being seriously injured for a long time.

Within half a year after the news came out, it was thoroughly investigated and confirmed by countless people, and finally the final result was confirmed three days ago.

He thought of his husband holding his hand with joyful eyebrows: "Xiangyi, you finally got your wish."

Did he really get his wish?

Lu Qingzhu lowered his head in astonishment and slowly spread his palms, why did he feel that he was not happy at all.

He couldn't see a person when he was born, and he couldn't see a corpse when he died. After all, he wouldn't believe that the devil would die so easily.

In his palm was a pill that was exactly the same as the Xinpalan Pill that Meng Yu fed him that day, but it was an antidote. Although the Xinpalan Pill was rumored to have no antidote, he didn't know whether Meng Yu was reliable or not.

But at least when he opened that piece of paper, what was written on it was not a coffin and a cemetery, but a few herbs.

Only now did he realize that Meng Yu did it on purpose.

If he came back, he was truly dying.

If he didn't come back, he would have a way to escape.

But did he expect that he would open this piece of paper ahead of time?

According to the above prescription, he asked someone to prepare the pill, but he never took it.

He didn't know whether he should take it, what if it was the last heart booster and sent him directly to heaven?

But life and death are just a matter of time for him.

"father--"

A vague outline was drawn in front of his eyes, Lu Yangtong stood in the wind and snow and called him loudly, he just thought that when he went out today, the little beast said he would come to pick him up.

There was a figure standing beside him, holding an umbrella and looking at him with a smile on his face.

He lowered his brows, and slightly moved his fingertips to crush the pill in his hand.

He didn't believe in Meng Yu, never did.

With a wave of his sleeves, he stepped forward.

There seems to be a partridge flying from the distant mountains, and the melodious and mellow flute sounds pass through the clouds and the sky.

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