When they first became close friends, it was because they indeed had the same outlook on life and similar ideas about governing the country. It was not easy to find such a friend who could talk about the three views with him in the ancient times after transmigrating inside the book, so at that time, they did support each other in the court.
Unfortunately, later on, they saw less and less of each other.
Pei Qianxue gradually gained the appreciation of Emperor Yuan, rose step by step, and was busy with general affairs. Zong Luo was busy building the Xuan Cavalry, and after building the Xuan Cavalry, he had to train soldiers. After the soldiers were trained, one naturally had to casually demonstrate their capabilities, then developed to lead soldiers outside all year round, and could only see two or three times a year.
Later on, Pei Qianxue’s gaze gradually shifted to Yu Beizhou.
He appreciated this vassal king with a different surname, just like he appreciated Zong Luo at the beginning, and invited Yu Beizhou to join him in the capital to enjoy the flowers, travel together, drink under the moon in the cool pavilion, and have a picnic in the suburbs.
Perhaps it was because of the influence of destiny’s luck on Yu Beizhou, but Zong Luo in his previous life did not know of these. He only knew that his best friend was getting close to his arch-enemy, and even at the end when he was exiled to the frontier, he did not see Pei Qianxue.
Of course, in this life, misunderstandings have been cleared up, knowing that most of the male supporting characters in “Would You Like to Have a Drink” were influenced by the protagonist’s halo, and Pei Qianxue did not plead for him in his previous life. The most important thing was that all these could only be blamed on the Yu family, and Pei Qianxue could listen to Yu Beizhou’s words and boldly advise him in that situation, which was enough for Zong Luo to eliminate his grudges.
It’s just a pity that those misunderstood times couldn’t come back.
He had become accustomed to burying many things in his heart and would not talk to anyone again.
Perhaps change was also mutual. In his previous life, Yu Beizhou in the Imperial City was full of spirit and ambition, writing his flamboyant and unruly character on his face, and a casual finger lift would be a hundred responses. However, in this life, he seemed to have completely lost interest in these things, too lazy to even participate in the fight for the throne.
Thinking of this, Zong Luo suddenly let out a soft “hiss.”
Seeing this, Pei Qianxue came back to his senses, showing a guilty expression. “Sorry, Jin Yu, I accidentally used too much force.”
He was annoyed.
Just now, after seeing these little red marks, Pei Qianxue’s proud control also fell short, and he didn’t control his strength for a while.
“It’s okay.” Zong Luo shook his head, politely took a step back, and opened the distance between the two. “It should be okay, it’s not a particularly important injury, just think of it as being bitten by a mad dog.”
A mad dog?
But even if it’s an enemy, which enemy would gnaw so many ambiguous marks on the other’s neck? Not to mention the blood on the lips, it can’t be said that Jin Yu bit it out himself, right?
They are all people who have passed the coming of age, they can’t be so ignorant.
In addition, the way the King of Beining looked at him made Pei Qianxue feel a surge of anger in his heart.
He knew he should stay calm now, otherwise Jin Yu would know his thoughts, and this would scare Jin Yu.
Moreover, Pei Qianxue was very clear about how deep and fiery the relationship between Zong Luo and Yu Beizhou was, endless, first there’d be a strange aura of yin and yang, and then they would start a fight.
The King of Beining was very proud, even if he had such thoughts about Jin Yu, he would definitely not admit it honestly. Isn’t this the case now, overlord forcing bow, obviously making people very angry. (TL: to force oneself upon sb)
The most important thing is that even if you want to express your feelings, now is not the best time, it’s too hasty.
Pei Qianxue forcibly suppressed his surging emotions and pushed everything back.
Zong Luo knew nothing about the emotions of his close friend in front of him.
He was holding a handkerchief, trying to distinguish his current appearance from the reflection in the water basin.
“There’s also some on your lips.” Pei Qianxue said in a cold and dull tone.
Not to mention the lips. Even between the hairs, there were coagulated scabs of blood.
If it were black hair, it might not be too noticeable, but Zong Luo’s white hair made these colors hard to hide, clearly visible.
After Zong Luo had cleaned up all these bloodstains, the clear water in the basin had turned a light red, showing that a lot of blood had been shed.
It was only then that Zong Luo realized.
From beginning to end, he was not injured, apart from a kiss, all the blood was from Yu Beizhou.
“Jin Yu, here, apply some medicine.”
While he was in a daze, Pei Qianxue had already brought the wound medicine from Mu Yuanlong.
The latter, hearing that Pei Qianxue wanted medicine, was so nervous that he quickly asked if he had neglected the prime minister and caused the prime minister to get hurt. As a result, when he heard that it was Zong Luo who was injured, he became even more nervous.
Pei Qianxue didn’t know how to explain, but after all, he didn’t want to publicize this matter, so he vaguely said that he had accidentally cut his hand and a simple bandage would be fine.
“Thank you.”
Although this kind of insignificant flesh wound was lighter than any injury he had casually received on the battlefield. Zong Luo still took the medicine and bandaged himself in front of the mirror.
Naturally, he didn’t want to go out with a neck full of marks.
Just as Zong Luo was bandaging, he suddenly heard Pei Qianxue’s voice.
The latter hesitated unusually, “Jin Yu, I have something to say to you, I don’t know if you will have time when we rest in Bai City?”
