The full moon hangs high, and the moonlight fills the earth.
"You two are leaving, why are you in such a hurry?" Wei Shengyan looked at the two of them and couldn't help but express doubts.
The incident at Nianguang Pavilion has passed, and Li Meng has gone to who knows where. It seems to have no real impact. It is just a guess that Shenzong is the king, but it has only been a few days, why did he have to leave.
Aren’t you going to solve the mess that Marquis Pingjiang left in Pingting?
Wei Shengyan really can't keep up with the brains of these two people now.
"Do I need to report to you that I'm leaving? Arrange a fishing boat to weave fires tomorrow." Lu Ming didn't hide anything. He was always used to doing things according to his own temperament.
As for the Pingting incident, when Pingjiang Marquis was controlled and the imperial edict was not dead, they could not fight back at all. One Weisheng Inkstone was enough. Whether Weisheng Inkstone had other ideas was not what he considered.
The sudden departure was not only because of Linglong, but also because of his own considerations.
Although Nianguang Pavilion and his party had lost their memories of being inside, Lu Ming vaguely felt that the experience inside was not very important. He felt an urge to take Linglong out of here from the depths of his heart.
It's like...the realization that time is running out.
Subconsciously, I want to leave my own time to Linglong.
"I don't dare, little man. I'll ask the housekeeper to arrange for the dispatch of fishing boats. Does your Majesty need any other preparations?" Wei Shengyan leaned forward slightly.
"You don't need anything. The land of Zhihuo has its own ecological environment and you don't need anything." Shaking his head, Lu Mingyou took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Wei Shengyan, "Give me this."
I'll give it to the imperial capital and agree to your marriage, so I understand."
Wei Shengyan took the envelope, pressed his fingers against the real touch, and a smile broke out on his face, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After saying that, he respectfully walked out of the yard.
Even if he has the most wealth in Suchuan, in some aspects, he still needs the support of the emperor and the imperial edict. For no other reason than to give the woman in his heart the most perfect marriage.
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The night was dark and pure, but fortunately the bright moonlight illuminated the entire yard.
Hanging the lantern in his hand on the barb on the wall eaves, Lu Ming looked at Linglong who was drinking wine and admiring the moon. He was about to call her when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his mind. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
The sound attracted Linglong's attention. She turned around to see him and quickly ran over to support the shaky Lu Ming. "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"My head..." Before he could finish his words, Lu Ming felt a stab of pain coming from the back of his head, like fragments passing through his mind, and he fainted from the pain.
Visible beads of sweat appeared on the unconscious face, and the body temperature gradually increased, becoming extremely hot.
"Lu Ming, don't scare me~" Linglong hugged Lu Ming. The body in her arms became hotter and hotter, as if she was holding a solution filled with high-temperature hot water.
Linglong's arms gradually showed signs of burns, but she still didn't let go.
"Someone, someone, come!"
"Don't, don't scare me..."
"I just found you..."
The girl's voice gradually became whimpering, crying, and helpless. It seemed that she could do nothing but hold him and feel his body temperature that was gradually melting.
The clothes on the arms had been burned with holes, and the white skin was almost burnt.
At this time, a ripple appeared in the yard, and there was a click sound like a mirror being broken.
Li Meng didn't know when he appeared on the eaves of the house, looking at the man and woman below who were almost on the verge of burning. "It's useless for you to hold him. You're just doing something useless to hurt yourself. He won't
Reduce the pain at all.”
Her face was covered with sweat and tears. When Linglong heard the sound, she resisted the urge to faint and glanced up. After seeing that it was Li Meng, she turned a deaf ear and just continued to hug Lu Ming silently, allowing the burning sensation to continue to rise.
.
"Hey, why bother." Li Meng sighed leisurely, raised his hand slightly, and a dazzling light fell from his hand and fell on Lu Ming's body below. His body temperature gradually dropped. Although it was still hot, it was not enough to burn the skin.
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A wisp of breeze blew by, and the wound felt cool in the wind, and then felt the pain of tearing after the blow.
Linglong cheered up and looked at Li Meng, "Can you save him? You lied to me!"
"Don't look at me with that look. I can't save him. I can't even delay his gradual cremation." Li Meng shook his head and said expressionlessly, "I just took advantage of his loss of mind to kill him."
He was just pulled into an illusion, and the illusion will be shattered soon after he regains consciousness."
A vine thorn appeared at the eaves of the wall and rose through it. Li Meng moved lightly on his toes and easily dodged it. The green plants in the yard started to grow automatically without wind. One green plant after another began to grow rapidly, forming a series of sharp vine thorns, heading towards
Flying away against the fence dream.
"It's useless for you to kill me, let alone...you must really not be able to kill me." Li Meng waved his hand, and a ripple flashed through the air in front of him, and all the vine thorns passed through the ripples and disappeared.
I don't know if he avoided it or used illusion to change his direction.
"You are a descendant of the Li family, and you have been suppressed by him for five hundred years. How can I believe your words?" After several attempts, Linglong put down her hand, but still scolded.
"I have said that although my surname is Li, I am no longer a direct bloodline of the Li family. It was just a coincidence that I was adopted by the old pavilion master and inherited this inheritance. This cause and effect cannot be attributed to me.
"
"Then you're still here?"
"Just confirming the facts. I just didn't expect that he was really Shenzong." Li Meng looked at the fainted young man with curiosity: "It's really hard to imagine how he lived for five hundred years."
"This is simply not something ordinary people can do."
"And he is still cursed by the royal family. The curse of the royal bloodline has actually allowed him to live well until now."
No one can live for more than five hundred years. Even the three major divine clans in the past only have some strange abilities. This is not uncommon in Suchuan. Devices that can be implanted in the body, the Yueling clan who are born with the ability to fly...
A monster in the abyss that can swallow human blood and essence and leave a skin.
But no matter how special these are, they cannot live to be 500 years old.
Li Meng learned about the appearance of Shenzong from the memory of the deceased old pavilion master. He originally thought that it was just a coincidence by later generations, but now he saw the scene of the curse left by the former royal family, and he was really sure that this young man
Your Majesty is truly a Shenzong.
It was him five hundred years ago, and it will be him five hundred years later.
As if looking at a piece of peerless porcelain, Li Meng sighed softly, "It's incredible!"
Linglong put down her hand, her eyes still showing caution.
Li Meng came back to his senses and shook his head gently, "Don't look at me like that. As I said, I can't do anything to him. If I didn't have the inheritance of the Li family, maybe I could, but since I have this inheritance, I can only follow him.
You become friends."
"You can't save him, so there's no need to say this."
"Go to Weaving Fire. That's the burial place. Maybe you can find a solution." Li Meng didn't argue and looked further south. "Legend has it that all the killed royals were buried in Weaving Fire."
Forbidden land, Yanxi Wall."
"Your great ancestor Huo Tu Ke also volunteered to guard Yan Xiqiang."
Shaking his head, Li Meng smiled and said, "It's really interesting. A man killed the king and became the king. The one he was looking for was you, but you were born in Zhihuo, and you took over the noble status of the so-called God Lord.
I suddenly understand a little bit about Wei Sheng Inkstone. This is just a game for you people and the reincarnation of the powerful."
After saying that, Li Meng's figure slowly disappeared, and he was no longer in the yard.
The wind blows and the grass moves, but the courtyard is silent.
Linglong was sure that Li Meng had left, then she looked at Lu Ming, feeling his still active heartbeat, and smiled again, "Are they the people you killed?"
"Whether it's a curse or a backlash, we'll bear it together!"
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The next day, the sun rose and poured warmth into the yard.
The comfortable feeling inside the pavilion made Lu Ming yawn, and while flexing his somewhat stiff neck, he accidentally saw a few gravels on the eaves of the wall.
"This... Weisheng inkstone has been stolen?"
"my God!"
Tapping his head, Lu Ming thought about it carefully. After a moment, he remembered that he seemed to have fainted for some reason last night, "Damn it, someone must have put some incense."
"Tear it apart! By the way, Linglong...Linglong!"
Lu Ming came back to his senses, stood up from the grand master's chair in the pavilion, and looked around blankly, wondering where his such an old wife had gone, and why he had automatically ignored the question of who was in the pavilion last night.
He didn't let him search for long. After Lu Ming, who was in a state of confusion, yelled twice, Linglong walked out of the room, holding a plate in his hand and placing it on the table. "What are you yelling for? It's so early in the morning."
"Can you cook?" Lu Ming looked away from the girl and looked directly at the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He had finished the one he made last night, so... this was made by Linglong.
Oh my God, Linglong can cook.
Lu Ming didn't know why, but he felt like he had discovered a new world.
His eyes were quite shocked, and then he was rubbed by Linglong, "What do you mean? Please explain it to me clearly. What do you mean? Who are you looking down on?"
"You... a gentleman who has been pampered and pampered in the palace for more than ten years can cook, but I, who grew up in the mountains and fields and worked hard to maintain a household, can't?"
Hardworking and housekeeping...
Didn't it seem like he told her that he only stayed in the palace for nine years?
Lu Ming put aside his attention, there was no way to argue, he reached out and picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and threw it into Linglong's mouth. She ate it happily and licked her tongue with unfulfilled interest.
"Why don't you eat? Don't you trust me?" Linglong asked.
"...I don't eat sweets." Lu Ming picked up a piece again and reminded her weakly.
"Ouch..." A look of embarrassment appeared on Linglong's face, and she snorted angrily. She was about to go back to the house with the plate in her hands, but was pulled back by Lu Ming, "It's okay to eat occasionally."
People who like to cook are often people who have restrained great temptations and are strong-willed.
Obviously, Lu Ming broke this setting. He was rarely firm-willed in front of girls. Every smile and every move affected his mind, and he always let go of many of his stubborn opinions.
The warm atmosphere can often make people subconsciously forget pain and unpleasant things. In the morning, Lu Ming, who had just woken up, was led astray by Linglong and followed Linglong.
It wasn't until Wei Shengyan came to inform them that the fishing boat was ready to set off at any time, that he suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead and said to Wei Shengyan: "Weisheng Yan, please try to recruit as many guards as possible from now on.
It’s also the home of the richest man, and he doesn’t even have bodyguards.”
"There were thieves in my yard last night."
"Thief?" Wei Shengyan looked confused. Not to mention that the thief dared to break into Wei Sheng's house without fear of death. He also said that the Lord God and the Lord had specially ordered their servants to keep a close watch on the courtyard.
"Cough~" At this time, Linglong coughed slightly to attract their attention and said: "No thief, last night..."
Pulling Lu Ming's arm, she whispered: "Ahem... you are drunk."
Lu Ming's eyes widened: "Didn't I faint?"
Linglong also widened her eyes: "I said you were drunk, so you were drunk."
Lu Ming looked at the girl, turned his head and smiled at Wei Shengyan, "Yes, I'm drunk."
Wei Shengyan was speechless, he could see that there was something fishy about these two people, but unfortunately his mind was not here, and there was no need to guess what they were thinking. It would be better to send them away as soon as possible.
The fishing boat docked at the pier of Wei Sheng's house. The koi-like goldfish was covered with red silk, and the words "happy" were pasted on the windows.
Wei Shengyan explained to the two of them: "My wedding is coming soon. In order to welcome the guests, all the fishing boats are decorated with happy words. If you don't like them, you can wait a while and I will order them to be removed."
Lu Ming looked at the word "happy" and a smile came to his eyes. He didn't say anything and blinked at the girl.
Linglong took his sword, took it out of its sheath with a 'clop' sound, and said: "Whoever dares to remove the word "happy", I will chop him down!"
"Weisheng Yan, you are getting married well."
Linglong looked at Weisheng Inkstone, her tone was quite sour and pointed, her eyes and words all hinted at someone.
Lu Ming laughed, held her hand and pulled her onto the deck of the fishing boat, then cut off the docked tow rope with a sword, the goldfish screamed, and then slowly lifted into the air.
The Weisheng inkstone remained in place as the goldfish gradually disappeared into the clouds in the sky, the smile on his face still undiminished, "The current king and god are really interesting."
Good moods always influence each other. In the morning, Wei Shengyan was made to laugh inwardly by the sour and envious eyes of the Lord and God, and his whole face became much more radiant.
Finally, some people still envy me for my Weisheng inkstone.
With a happy mood and a lot of brisk steps, Wei Shengyan walked into Miss Yin's yard, and a white dress came into view.
"Your Majesty and the Divine Master left, and I was asked to make temporary arrangements last night." Wei Shengyan explained, reaching out to take the letter from his arms, "The marriage grant letter from the imperial capital will arrive soon."
Yin Zhuang nodded slightly, reached out and touched the bracelet in her hand, remaining silent.