Standing on the Drum Tower, I watched the flames rushing from far away to near, and then they connected into a whole piece along the edge line, with great momentum and sweeping over.
Looking around the city, the celebrating crowd has not yet dispersed.
The little person in Pei Zheng's arms had closed his eyes at some point, and fell into his arms, sleeping soundly with even breathing.
The red light of the fireworks all over the city reflected on the little guy's cheeks. Pei Zheng just looked at his sleeping face and bent down to kiss him on the lips.
This is incense made of special material. If you smell it for a long time, you will lose consciousness and pass out, but it is absolutely harmless to your body.
If he is not allowed to sleep peacefully, he will probably not cooperate.
Pei Zheng was almost driven crazy by the torture he had endured these days.
Ever since the Emperor abolished Qi Hanlian's position as Crown Prince, Pei Zheng had a vague premonition that the Emperor seemed to intend to make Qi Changyi the Crown Prince and wanted him to support him.
If it were a peaceful and prosperous time, Pei Zheng would definitely agree happily and would not refuse even if it meant dying.
But it was a time of war and the whole country was in an unprecedented dangerous situation.
At that time, Pei Zheng knew that the Tianchao, a great country that had existed for hundreds of years, had come to the end of its dynasty.
The war front suffered successive defeats, the country's soldiers were not brave enough, and the land of Anle could not produce soldiers who could fight bravely, except Zhao Litang.
But even Zhao Litang disappeared for several months without any news.
This prince is very likely to become a monarch who will destroy his country. Pei Zheng will not let this villain take this risk.
However, the reason could not be stated explicitly, and Pei Zheng only told the Fourth Prince Qi Changfeng. Qi Changfeng immediately understood the intention.
Later, Qi Changfeng agreed. He was willing to be the crown prince and was willing to do his best to protect this land.
In the end, Qi Changfeng was able to succeed to the throne.
During that period, the little people in the mansion were immersed in sadness all day long. Pei Zheng had something on his mind, but he didn't want to say anything.
In fact, Pei Zheng has been secretly contacting a country to the north of the Celestial Empire - the Northern Territory. He knows that it is only a matter of time before the barbarian army attacks the imperial capital, so he has to prepare a way out for his villain.
It's not just because he promised the emperor to keep the little girl safe, but also because that is his heart, his breath, his life, and the rest of his life.
Until one day, Pei Zheng was handling government affairs in the palace and returned home very late, but found that the little guy had not gone to bed yet and had been waiting for him. He had to hold him in his arms and coax him into sleep before he would fall asleep.
Pei Zheng was looking at the little person sleeping soundly in his arms, and was suddenly startled by a thought.
If it keeps on like this, if it keeps on like this
How can I bear to let go, how can I bear to let him go, and how can the little guy learn to live independently.
Pei Zheng didn't close his eyes that night, but just watched the sleeping little person silently.
Later, Pei Zheng deliberately did not return home often. Even though he missed him unbearably, he forced himself not to look or listen. If he was always soft-hearted, one day he would not have the heart to let him leave.
But the little guy knew nothing. He thought he had done something wrong and made Pei Zheng angry. His eyes were filled with tears and he looked aggrieved and pitiful. Pei Zheng felt pain in his heart when he saw him. He would lower his voice involuntarily, hug him uncontrollably, touch his hair and coax him softly, and then he would send him back with a cold heart as if he remembered something.
Ignoring him was intentional, but the tenderness, love and care that flowed out invisibly were beyond the control of the heart.
That night, the little girl asked hopefully if she could marry her.
Pei Zheng's hands were shaking uncontrollably as he held the little body, and his heart was screaming wildly, wanting him, marrying him, holding him and never letting go.
But how can
After Pei Zheng sent the little guy back to the small building, he sat in the study all night long. He was cold all over and didn't even read any memorials.
This seemed like a silent torture, not only cruel to the little guy, but also a brutal torture to Pei Zheng himself.
I had finally gotten that little bit of light, and was finally able to live on it. But now I have to push that light away with my own hands, so that it can go somewhere else, so that it can continue to shine. If it keeps staying by my side, it will only slowly go out.
But love itself is hard to describe. The more you endure and suppress it, the more it will devour your blood and flesh and grow wildly in your heart.
After learning that the little black cat that had accompanied him for more than three years had died, Pei Zheng became drunk.
After returning home, he walked unconsciously to the outside of the small building, but heard that the little man went to Huachi to bathe.
Perhaps it was because of the alcohol that he finally dared to walk straight in regardless of the consequences or gains and losses.
The little guy fell asleep beside Hua Chi. His fair little face was rosy, his red lips were half open, and he was murmuring anxiously.
After standing quietly beside him for a while, Pei Zheng regained some of his rationality and wanted to turn around and leave as soon as possible. If he continued to watch like this, he felt that he would soon lose control of himself.
Unexpectedly, that soft little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, and the drunkenness in Pei Zheng's mind exploded.
Everything that happened afterwards was simply in compliance with one's heart and instinct, burying itself in the soft, hot body, leaving a deep mark, telling of unspeakable struggle and helplessness time and again.
Yes, Pei Zheng felt helpless.
Being cold-hearted and doing whatever he wants, this was what he was best at.
If it were the Pei Zheng of the past, he would not care whether the people of the world lived or died, or whether the war was cruel and the people were displaced. At that time, he seemed to care nothing. Even if the country was destroyed and the gods fell, it had nothing to do with him.
But now he has shouldered too much and considered too much. His blood has been heated up, and if he tries to cool it down, his heart will ache.
It took a lot of effort to arrange for the people to pick us up in the Northern Territory.
Jiang Yubai and Chengfeng returned to the Jiang family. Normally, they should have returned long ago, but Pei Zheng issued an order to trick them into going to the Northern Territory. They would never come back to the Imperial Capital.
And on the night of the new emperor's coronation ceremony, the little guy will be secretly escorted out of the imperial capital and head to the Northern Territory to reunite with Chengfeng and others.
Although there are several cities of the Celestial Empire to the north of the imperial capital, once the capital is lost, the other cities will no longer be meaningful, so the only way to be safe is to arrange them in another country.
As long as the Celestial Empire does not win, it will not come back.
If the Celestial Empire is defeated here, then, never come back.
Moreover, Pei Zheng continued to send people to look for Zhao Litang's whereabouts, and left him a message that if he could come back alive, he would let him travel north to the Northern Territory.
Pei Zheng made all the arrangements for their escape route, but not for his own, because he had no intention of leaving from the beginning.
The people of the entire imperial capital, the entire imperial palace, all the soldiers, the military officials of the court, and the new emperor who had just ascended the throne, none of them planned to leave.
Pei Zheng thought, he always lived for himself, but this time, he wanted to live as the prime minister of the Heavenly Dynasty.
This last time, he wanted to be worthy of the common people, worthy of the souls of the many soldiers who died in the battle, worthy of the late emperor, and worthy of the entire Celestial Empire.
However, I would feel sorry for that little guy and myself.
Fortunately, the little guy already has a goal. Even without me, he can still live a good life. Pei Zheng can feel more at ease.
On this last day of celebration, Pei Zheng originally planned not to return home. When the time comes, someone will go to the mansion to pick him up and take him away.
Since separation is too painful, let's just not meet.
Pei Zheng thought that he could bear the gnawing longing and reluctance, and that sending him away with his own hands would be the cruelest punishment.
But in the end, he couldn't bear to do it. By the time he came to his senses, he had already returned to the small building, gently stroking the sleeping little face with his fingers.
Just stay a little longer, Pei Zheng told himself, no matter how selfish he was, just look at him a few more times, hug him a little longer, just allow himself one last time and not push him away.
But this city and the streets are full of their memories.
Pei Zheng used this as an excuse to apologize to the villain, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault"
What he didn't say was, "It was me who wronged you, it was me who made you sad, it was me who selfishly wanted you to live well.
I deliberately pushed you away again and again. It's me. I can't promise to marry you, and I can't promise not to leave you."
With a faint nasal cavity, he touched the little man's hair as before and asked, "Can you forgive me?"
So he prepared lanterns all over the city and set off the most beautiful fireworks. He hoped that the last impression of the imperial capital city left in the little man's heart would be a good one.
But he was also afraid that something too beautiful would be hard to forget.
He hopes that the little man can continue to live happily and peacefully in that northern country. He heard that there is a lot of snow there, and the little man should like it very much.
The fire outside the city was still spreading rapidly towards this side. Thousands of soldiers were guarding outside the imperial capital, staring at the oncoming enemy forces.
The barbarian army was still in a city dozens of miles away from the imperial capital yesterday, but no one expected that they would attack so quickly.
Pei Zheng jumped directly down from the Drum Tower holding the little man in his arms and moved quickly towards the Prime Minister's residence.
A carriage had already been parked at the back door of the prime minister's residence, and several of the most powerful secret guards in the residence followed the carriage.
"Sir," Li Yu started crying as soon as he saw Pei Zheng. He had just learned all this and knew that the lord was actually going to send them off tonight.
Before they left, they didn't even receive any news.
Pei Zheng stepped forward and gently placed the little man in his arms on the carriage. Then he reached out and stroked the little man's cheek and kissed him on his lips.
"My Lord, I will not leave. I will stay with you."
"You have a more important mission," Pei Zheng stood up, patted Li Yu's shoulder, looked at him and said, "You have to help me take good care of him."
"Okay! I understand!" Li Yu wiped her tears and nodded heavily.
Pei Zheng turned around and took a deep look inside the carriage.
"Not just tonight, but for the rest of my life."