Rebel

It turned out that Lu Mouzhong was imprisoned by Yong Chi, and he did not drink or eat for several days.

He raised his eyes, and saw the clear sky outside the bars, which was a cold full moon.The blood at the corner of Lu Mouzhong's mouth had dried up, and he couldn't help showing a wry smile at this moment, he didn't expect that he would end up in this situation.

It was Liao Yong who came to see Lu Mouzhong once. He paced outside the wooden fence and said, "Prefect Lu, Prefect Lu... ah... no, you are no longer prefect... You said that when you swaggered into the river, you thought about this day What? You have no sense of shame to get ahead, heh, why, do you really feel that you are majestic? The old man used to give you two points, it was for the sake of Tianyan... But you, you have committed public anger ! God can't save you!"

Lu Mouzhong was leaning against the wall in the corner, his official uniform with dragon pattern had long been dimmed to the point of no color, he was unkempt, without saying a word, facing the prison bars, facing Liao Yong who was chattering and sarcasm, he With dull eyes, his thoughts seemed to drift into the distance.

Lu Mouzhong still remembered that he once thought when A Ling was seriously ill—"If the new emperor succeeds to the throne, I will be considered to have made meritorious service, and I don't have to make compromises like I did with A Ling in the future." '

Self-mockery and self-pity overlapped in his heart. Now that Lu Mouzhong is deeply in prison, he finally realized his absurdity and naivety-he is just a bridge that was demolished after the Yong family finished crossing the river, let alone a "supporting one" achievement'?

The reason why the Yong family befriended him was because he was close to the first emperor...

Oh, to be close to the late emperor,

——All his powers come from this.

Only when you lose it will you know how precious you once had it.

When Ah Ling died, he should have breathed a sigh of relief, because he, Lu Mouzhong, would no longer have to be stabbed in the back by scholars all over the world.

But for some reason, he looked at the secret report from the capital, and he clearly asked Chang Shi to gather everyone to discuss countermeasures, and his staff members were all waiting outside the door... Ordinarily, at that time, he should have stepped up his planning intensively, but that night, Lu Mouzhong stared at the secret report for a whole night.

Even though his subordinates were waiting outside the door talking, he suddenly didn't want to see her...

His mind is full of A Ling...the way A Ling was when he was young, the way he smiled at him, the way he was plotting against him... Lu Mouzhong didn't know how to write the words 'heartbreaking', but on that day, he It was really sad, too sad to summon the subjects he had summoned himself.

Ah Ling...

Ah Ling...

On that day, Lu Mouzhong didn't know why his heart hurt so much.He even wanted to fly to the inner courtyard of the imperial palace in the capital, attach himself to A Ling's body, and take another look at A Ling.His eyes couldn't shed tears, but the stiffness of his body made him breathless...

Allen, let's just go.

Lu Mouzhong pulled himself together and suppressed the deep sadness in his heart, because he felt that the sudden cold feeling that almost swept over his entire rationality was simply inexplicable—he clearly did not want to bow down to Ah Ling... once again Standing in the world has long been expected, but now, why is it so uncomfortable?

Now that he was behind bars, Lu Mouzhong suddenly... understood everything.

It turns out that without Ah Ling, I really am nothing.

In terms of conspiracy, he is not as good as Yong Chi; in terms of wisdom, he is not as good as Yu Junfan;

In the past, who made him hold the power?Who made him so incompetent, but ruled Hanzhong and ruled the world for more than ten years?

It's Alling.

In the past, who protected him from the sword of the aristocratic family, so that he could apply for the poor family in the world?

It's Alling.

...A Ling did plot against him. In Rongdi, he was indeed kind to A Ling. When A Ling was fighting for the world, he did buy grain to serve the king... Lu Mouzhong originally thought that he should owe what A Ling owed him. return.

But it turned out that in the end, it wasn't that he was kind to A Ling, but that A Ling had been taking care of him every day, protecting his ignorant lover for the whole life.

When A Ling passed away, his heart was so sad, because even if he refused to admit it, in his consciousness, he knew A Ling's unreserved kindness to him, and the giving and asking...

Thinking of this, now that he is trapped behind bars, Lu Mouzhong suddenly misses A Ling infinitely...

I still remember the infinite sadness that I had suppressed when Ah Ling just passed away; now it erupts fragilely and is out of control.

It was too late.

Lu Mouzhong suddenly felt that he was extremely stupid...

Why didn't I get along well with Ah Ling when he was alive?A Ling's love for him is so warm and obvious, but he himself makes the word "junchen" separate the two of them...

This interval is the farewell to life and death...

Maybe it's a person who is about to die. At this time, Lu Mouzhong finally realized that he was ridiculous. Why did he care so much about the distinction between monarch and minister before?Why did you care so much about A Ling's calculations before?If... If you take a step back, why are you here!

He is not afraid of death, he just regrets that he failed to love A Ling well.

He still remembered that every time A Ling moaned in a low voice under him, the eyes that looked at him were full of love, desperation of not being able to get what he wanted, and strength that was determined to get what he wanted. face, and said, "Look at me!"

Lu Mouzhong still remembered that he sneered at that time, and moved roughly, in exchange for a suppressed growl that seemed to never be able to express himself...

Lu Mouzhong suddenly covered his face sadly...

It would be nice if he didn't show such an expression.

If only I could take the initiative to kiss him, kiss him tenderly, and kiss away the tears on his face, that would be fine.

It would be great if I could accompany him in the last days of my life, hold him in my arms, and tell him about the things on the grassland that they had met.

If he opened his mouth and said to him, I love you, it would be fine.

He loves him...

It's a pity that everything has become a thing of the past, and there is no going back.

Lu Mouzhong felt his eyes sore.

I have long cared about A Ling...

If he didn't care about him back then, why did he treat A Ling so tolerant and doting from the very first sight, allowing him to bully him...

If he didn't care about him at the beginning, why did Ah Ling ask him for his beloved horse, even though a good horse is hard to find, he was not stingy, just said: take it if you like it.

If he didn't care about him back then, why did he spend all his wealth to fight for the world for A Ling?Was he just doing it for power?He just wanted to put a satisfied smile on Ah Ling's face.

But when you know that he is the King of Qin...

I have been complaining that Ah Ling lied to me,

He lied to his efforts, and lied to his love.

How did Lu Mouzhong know at that time that youth and youth depend on their lives, and the relationship between their hearts is love.

As the time of his death approached, Lu Mouzhong's memories... became very clear.

Ah Ling's voice, appearance, and smile were engraved in his heart scene by scene, but how long has he been deliberately blurred by self-deception, and he doesn't want to remember that beauty...

When he smiles to himself, standing in the sun, on the grass, with banter,

From that scene to scene, it was only today that Lu Mouzhong tasted the tenderness hidden deep inside that he hadn't noticed.

Ah Ling used to look at and stare at him so tenderly...

Lu Mouzhong also recalled that when A Ling asked him to accompany him to the Longyang bed, the seemingly strong eyes showed a flash of self-abuse, but it was full of longing...

The things buried deep in the memory now become clearer bit by bit...

He can clearly remember the outline of A Ling's face, juvenile, young, mature...

He stretched out his hand and could outline it.

It was a face that made my heart shudder... It was embedded directly in his chest.

pity……

pity……

Lu Mouzhong doesn't regret that his life is about to die now, but he regrets that it is too late... At the end of their lives, Lu Mouzhong didn't know that he was plotting against A Ling... A Ling could see clearly, but he indulged him on the sickbed , still protecting him...

Now that Ah Ling is dead, no one can treat him like this anymore.

Lu Mouzhong suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain...

heartbroken,

All five are burned.

He was alone in the cell, coughing and spitting out blood, crawled and turned his body with some difficulty, knelt down in the direction of Shangjing, and whimpered hoarsely for a while.

Ah Ling...

Ah Ling...

Ah Ling...

He shouted and roared in his heart...but his voice could no longer reach his lover's heart...

He misses A Ling so much, misses his hair, his fingertips, his soft touch, his words ringing in his ears, his embrace...

He misses him...

He wanted to live with him and die with him.

Lu Mouzhong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart: If I die, I will be ashes, I don't know if I can still find A Ling.

At this moment, Lu Mouzhong suddenly wanted to see A Ling, even if it was too dark below and he couldn't find him, he would always look for him...

Death is not an end...just a beginning...

Lu Mouzhong finally said to himself:

"They're all gone, they're all gone... King Cheng is gone, King Rong is gone, A Ling is gone... Now, it's the juniors' world... It's time for me to leave..."

Lu Mouzhong's departure was not sad, because he thought:

I can see A Ling now.