The Grand Master's rebellion failed, and Empress Rong personally told me to save my elder brother's life, but I could only watch my elder brother die, unable to do anything or say anything? Have you ever seen the three of them with your own eyes?
Brother's despair and regret before his death? Have you ever personally buried tens of thousands of corpses in Paoze, and the one you wish you could die is you? Have you ever been unable to sleep at night, and when you close your eyes, what emerges are those who were once there?
The people you killed with your own hands? And you can only struggle again and again, and the next day you can only kill more people, regardless of how many of these people are innocent or deserved? How have you ever tried?
How does it feel to have to force a smile and pretend to be a fool even when you know you are a deadlock? I am not the emperor's son, but I have been given the title of Ninth Highness. Father and son have turned against each other. For many years, I have not been able to return home. I am the closest relative.
Many people are looking forward to my death. Have you ever experienced this? I know that I will die, but I still strive to survive because I know that once I die, more people will die after me. I will not do these things, both inside and outside the court.
Who else will do it? Are you willing? If it weren't for me, why would you be fighting for power in Zhuocheng? Brother Ba, dying is not difficult, but living is the most difficult." Li Luo said slowly and calmly, as if it were cold.
He was talking about others, not the living young man in front of him.
Miaoyin stopped crying and looked at Li Luo with a pair of beautiful eyes in shock. She forgot about fear, panic, and the moon ship.
Li Xuansi had nothing to say and could not argue, but the indifference in his eyes became more and more intense. Li Luo sighed secretly, as expected, the struggle for Zhuo city power was a hundred times more difficult than a decisive battle on the battlefield.
"Back then, Ziying, the owner of the Spring Boat on the Spring River, died tragically outside the city, and Rouyue, the owner of the Moon Boat, was buried for her. Do you know about this, Bage?"
Li Xuansi looked at Li Luo indifferently, his expression did not change at all, and he was even a little strange. He didn't know why Li Luo suddenly asked about an unrelated person.
Li Luo felt cold in his heart and palpitated slightly. When Rou Yue was mentioned, Li Xuansi's expression did not change at all. He seemed not to know that Ziying was Rou Yue's funeral affairs. If so, then Li Xuansi should not have known about Rou Yue's funeral.
What role does the moon play in this?
"I thought you weren't close to women, but it turns out you know how to cherish women."
"Bag, please let me beg you."
Li Xuansi was silent for a few breaths and replied calmly: "I remember her. This woman doesn't know good or bad. She doesn't want the glory and wealth she gets. She seeks death. She insists on being good. In the end, it is not an empty dream. Not only can she not survive, but she also wants to be a good person.
It drags others down."
"Where is that person?"
"Maybe they fed wild dogs, who knows."
"Everyone is already dead, why did she have to be buried in the wilderness?"
"Haha, this is the result of not knowing how to show appreciation. I didn't expect that bitch to collect the body for her. Huh, why, the majestic King Dagan Dingtian wants to stand up for a brothel girl and convict Prince Dagan? I didn't remember to say that
But I killed her."
"No need, I just want to know why she died." Li Luo paused for a moment and asked calmly, "Bago, do you know about snares?"
Li Xuansi's eyes narrowed slightly and he said indifferently: "I don't know."
Li Luo groaned, and someone outside the house said: "Your Majesty."
"Come in."
There was a soft knock on the door, and a person came in from outside. He was about thirty or forty years old. His eyes were fish-tailed, and his actual age might be older. He was dressed in rich clothes and brocade boots as a warrior, and the swallow scarf wrapped in a bun was as long as his vest.
, a phoenix-shaped white jade hairpin is inserted horizontally in the bun, and it is quite bookish. It is matched with his unrestrained and slightly childish smile, which makes him even more elegant and suave. This man's appearance can be regarded as sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and he has a dignified appearance, but he is
Not as eye-catching as the two beards on his lips, mixed together, there is a different kind of aura, which should be able to stir up the thoughts of his daughter's family.
When Li Xuansi saw the person coming, he was shocked and shouted in a stunned voice: "Xiao Qinghou, you..."
The visitor looked at Li Xuansi, with a smile on his lips, bowed to Li Luo, and replied: "Your Majesty, news has come back from the Spring River under the moon that the people on the river boat have left the building empty, and the oiran Jiang Shuang has disappeared.
"
Li Luo raised his eyebrows. This outcome had been expected for a long time and was not a surprise. However, such determination made Li Luo look at him with admiration. A strong man who cuts off his wrists will not be sloppy.
"Jiang Shuang..."
"My subordinates have met this woman several times, and she has been hidden very well. Even Yuhua Pavilion only knows the basics of her. I suspect that she is someone caught in a trap."
"Who do you suspect?"
"Turn into rain."
"She's very good at martial arts?"
"My subordinates can't tell. Not only is she a master of martial arts, but I don't even dare to say whether she possesses martial arts skills."
Li Luo was slightly shocked. Xiao Qinghou's martial arts was among the best among Mu Tianlang's Anbu. If even he couldn't tell the truth about this woman, then this Jiang Shuang might really be one of Luo Wang's eight masters.
"Xiao Qinghou! You... I treat you badly..." Li Xuansi glared angrily, even more angry than when Li Luo knocked him out of his hiding place. Li Xuansi's hands and feet were cold, and he finally understood why Li Luo was like this.
It's so easy to have some free time. In Yuhua Pavilion, everyone knows that Xiao Qinghou is Li Xuansi's confidant, and Li Xuansi really cares about Xiao Qinghou. Even Miaoyin is willing to let Xiao Qinghou get his hands on it, and the gold and silver treasures are even more
Needless to say, Li Xuansi thought he treated Xiao Qinghou well, but he never imagined that the confidant he thought he trusted the most would betray him, and all his hard work would be wasted in one day.
There is almost nothing about Yuhua Pavilion that Xiao Qinghou does not know.
Xiao Qinghou looked at Li Xuansi and replied warmly: "Thank you so much, the Eighth Prince, for your love. Qinghou deserves it. After we say goodbye today, there won't be many opportunities to see the prince again. Qinghou also has a name, which is
Zhan Meng, please take care of yourself, Eighth Prince."
"Xiao Qinghou!" Li Xuansi yelled angrily and cursed, "I fell into a deadlock, what good end can you expect?"
"The tiger fell in Pingyang?" Xiao Qinghou smiled and continued in a harmonious voice, "I am a soldier under the general's command. I can't say that I betrayed the Eighth Prince. As for my fate, I am just a shadow. After leaving Yuhua Pavilion, there will be no one in the world.
There is no more Xiao Qinghou."
"You!?" Li Xuansi was furious and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "What benefits did he give you?"
"Working for the general, the salary is generous, but it is far less generous than the Eighth Prince. However, in addition to money and women, there are always some people in this world who have to do some things. Speaking of these things, I am afraid that the Eighth Prince may not be able to do so.
I will understand." Xiao Qinghou smiled, bowed his hands to Li Luo, and walked out of the house.
Li Xuansi's lips were blue and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Is he yours?"
"yes."
"He found out that the plum dance sleeves were made carefully."
"Yes, I gave him the order to tell you the origin of Plum Dance Sleeves."