Chapter 8 Losing Lorre
In Changchun courtyard, it became quiet, and the sound of insects whispering sounded peacefully and quietly, separating the howling and killing shouts in another world.????????
The short man in black staggered towards Li Luo for a few steps. Li Luo was shocked and took a step back involuntarily. The short man in black was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't hold on to sit slowly on the ground, gasping for breath, and blood oozed out without hesitation.
The short man in black looked at Li Luo brightly and smiled slowly, "Young Master, you are crying."
Li Luo murmured, "Luoer, Luoer, it's really you..."
Luo'er pulled down the veil, and a flower-like face exposed in the cold night, pale without a trace of blood. Luo'er asked in a low voice: "Young Master, do you hate me?"
"I..." Li Luo seemed to have something blocked in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
Luo'er continued, "Young Master, I hate this royal palace, but I can't bear to leave you." After saying that, he coughed, and blood foam splattered out of his mouth with words.
Li Luo didn't know what to say, but just looked at Luo'er blankly, tears could no longer help but rush down.
Luo'er smiled softly and said, "Young Master, it's okay, don't cry anymore, I'm the one who deserves to die, and I should be free after living these days, but I'm not by your side. What should I do when my master is bored?"
Li Luo was at a loss and wanted to walk to Luoer, but for some reason, his body seemed to be heavy and could not move at all.
"When you are studying, you always sigh. Luo'er really wants to know why the young master sighed. She asked the young master before, but she was stingy, but she never told me that I am about to die, so just tell me." Luo's body gradually became cold, but his eyes were clear and shameful to the stars and moon behind the clouds.
Li Luo shook his head, bit his lip tightly, and said nothing.
Luo'er remembered something again, and two blusheds flew on her face, and she said intermittently: "I wanted to take my young master to the place where I was born, where there are flowers and grass. I can teach you how to dig wild vegetables and go down the river to fish. There are many things to do without worries, or do nothing. Watch it quietly as it is dark, it is even more beautiful, really."
Li Luo finally broke through the depression in his throat and shouted: "I won't go!"
Luo'er trembled, his expression dimmed, and the mosquito chanted, "Is that right? The young master is in love with his country and the world, so how can he have time to do these idiots?"
As he spoke, Luo'er's voice became lower and lower, "Young Master, I have never asked you for anything. Finally, I would like to help me save my grandfather. I asked him to hide in the hut in the backyard where I took my grandfather before. He is a good person. Sometimes he is like a young master, always alone. Luo'er wants to take care of his grandfather and grow old with him, but I don't keep my word anymore."
Luo'er's voice was faint, and he could only hear him murmuring, "I don't know if there are any stars in the sky to watch with the young master. Luo'er can't bear to leave. Young master, you have to be good..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly and no longer had any sound.
After a few breaths, Li Luo ran to Luoer like crazy, threw himself into Luoer's arms and screamed: "Luoer, don't die, don't die, okay? I promise you, I promise you everything, don't die, I promise you everything." But Luoer never responded again, and his delicate body gradually became cold.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, and the group rushed straight to Changchun courtyard. The leader was Prince Chun Li Chengye. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Li Luo sitting on the stone path in the forest with a woman holding her, with the body of an assassin upside him.
Suxue was behind the crowd, and he poked his head out to see Li Luo, shouted softly, ran out quickly, and hurriedly grabbed Li Luo.
Li Luo turned his head slowly, looking at it was Su Xue, and smiled miserably and said, "Su Xue, Luo'er is dead."
"Little Prince, Xiao Prince, don't be afraid, I'm still there." Su Xue hurriedly patted Li Luo's back, fearing that Li Luo would lose his heart and faint.
"I'm not afraid, I'm just feeling very uncomfortable." Li Luo whispered, putting Luo'er on the ground with a light hand, holding the hilt of the sword constantly trembling, gritting his teeth, and pulling out the sword cruelly, causing Luo'er's body to shake.
Li Luo took a deep breath, barely holding back the tears from his eyes, turned around and said to Prince Chun, "Father..."
Prince Chun did not say anything, stepped forward and patted Li Luo on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Lu'er, don't say much." After that, he ordered Su Xue, who was beside him, "You can go back with the little prince."
Su Xue responded, glanced at Luo'er, who had returned to the underworld, then looked at the long sword in Li Luo's hand, and gently pulled Li Luo up and down.
At this time, a tiger guard hurried over and whispered in Prince Chun's ear: "Prince, the rest are dead, all of them are dead."
A sharp light flashed in Prince Chun's eyes and said to Li Luo: "Lu'er, go and ask your mother for peace, go back and have a rest early, and don't go in tonight."
"Yes." Li Luo responded in disgrace.
Li Luo and Suxue walked to the gate of the courtyard. Li Luo turned around and silently watched the servants of the royal palace lift Luo'er's body out.
The wind turns cold, blowing countless leaves, reflecting the red leaves all over the ground. This night, life and death are like clouds that have not completely dispersed in the sky, opening and resonating, making people unable to figure out the fixed number, but it is particularly fragile, and can be broken with a wave of hand.
Li Luo remembered the smile on Luoer's face, and his heart was like a knife cut, clenched his fists tightly, and he did not let go for a long time.
After a while, Li Luo was awakened by the sound of the guards searching everywhere in the palace. He looked back at Su Xue still standing beside him, with a pretty face blue and delicate body trembling, and said in a sad way: "Su Xue, let's go."
Su Xue nodded. The two of them, together with several guards of the royal palace, were about to go to Juyong Pavilion. When they saw Cuiyue, the maid in the Luo family room, rushed over and shouted: "Little Prince, why are you here? The lady is worried that it is broken. She ordered me to search for the little prince."
Li Luoya replied: "Well, I'm fine."
"Mrs. I was going to come out to find her in person just now. I was finally stopped by my servants. The little prince, it's dark and cold that night. What if I meet an assassin?"
Li Luo felt depressed and waved his hand impatiently. Cui'e kept silent when she knew the opportunity. Several people walked towards Juyong Pavilion in a quiet voice.
When Li Luo arrived at Juyong Pavilion, Luo Shi couldn't say that he was worried again. Seeing his mother's anxious look, when he thought of Luo'er's death, Li Luo couldn't help but pounce on Luo Shi's arms and burst into tears.
Luo thought Li Luo was frightened, so he was so shocked that he comforted Li Luo. He also told the doctor to see if Li Luo was injured. After a long time of struggle, Li Luo couldn't hold on and fell asleep in his mother's arms. Before dawn when he woke up, Luo was lying beside him.
Li Luo gently pulled the Jin quilt to cover Luo's family, then walked out quietly, stopped the maid guarding the outer room, and came to Changchun Courtyard alone.
The palace was much calmer, like a dream and a illusion. Li Luo pinched his palms, but knew that Luo'er would never return to him again.
The past kept flashing in front of his eyes. Li Luo stood in the place where Luoer fell and stared blankly, as if there was still Luoer's shadow here, and tears flowed silently.
Chapter completed!