Tian Sheng Monster Hunting

Chapter 26
The sound of fighting in the room stopped completely, and the soldiers poured out of the hall. They were concerned about the safety of the princess and Commander Song, but they saw a scene that was somewhat taboo for them.

When the court official Duan Taifu hugged Princess Shengyang, the two of them stuck together like two melted sugar figures, and they hadn't let go for a long time. Under the light, their shadows seemed to have turned into a puddle of affection. Melted together.

The secret revealed by this atmosphere is too obvious.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, Taifu Duan was usually majestic and serious, but he never expected that he would be so tender and tender when facing His Highness, and His Highness is usually aloof and should not be offended, but at this moment in Taifu Duan's arms, he looked like an ordinary weak woman.They have their own camps, and they have different thoughts in their hearts, but what they have in common is they look at each other awkwardly.

"Hurry up and enter the house." Duan Zi's order seemed timely, and they hurried back to the house as if nothing had happened.

Only three people were left outside. Song Yi was facing the ground in the courtyard, panting to enjoy the breeze of the rest of his life. Wen Ming and Yun Yang stood at the door. Wen Ming looked at Yun Yang. Although he was expressionless, he was injured. His palms were tightly kneaded into a ball.

Wen Ming used to serve the prince to study in the clan school, and the Yun brothers were also there.They were both born in Luozhou, and their mothers were related to each other, and their young children often played together.

Sheng Yang came to class occasionally, and Yun Yang took good care of her, from serving tea and water to holding books and grinding ink... He did all the things that Cen'er should do. Be a bodhisattva.

His classmates were all princes and sons of aristocratic families, and they teased him as a lover who fantasized about princesses and sisters at a young age.Over time, this ridicule has become a well-known fact, he is a straightforward person, and he does not hide his love for Sheng Yang.

Later, he left school early to go to the battlefield with his father to practice, so he had to ask his younger brother to take care of the little princess at home.

There is a rule in the barracks, whoever has the highest military exploits can go back to the pilgrimage with the general and receive the reward.

He didn't want to reward, he just wanted to see if Her Royal Highness was doing well.But the children of his family are far behind the lieutenant generals who were in the army earlier, so he secretly made up his mind to study hard and fight desperately. In the future, the generals will receive military exploits again and again, and see the beautiful woman when they return.

Not long after the death of the first empress and first prince spread to Beiguan, he was worried about the princess sister, so he sneaked back to Tiansheng regardless of the military order, but was intercepted by his father on the way, and was almost beaten to death in the Weibei barracks. bed.

Wait until a few years later he will be outstanding and lead the army to return to the dynasty.Sheng Yang's eyes were full of Duan Yuzhi, and he couldn't tolerate another person anymore.

late, late.Regret it, shame it.

Duan Yuzhi's marriage gave him hope again.In the past six years, he returned to the court three times to receive his meritorious service, only to see Sheng Yang toast to congratulate him during the celebration.But Sheng Yang is no longer the same as she used to be. She is so naive and sharp, and she is more alienated from them. In the past, she was a person who lived up to her name, with a bright sun.His heart ached, he didn't protect Sheng Yang, even if he killed countless enemies on the battlefield, what's the use?

Little did he know that what Duan Yuzhi was thinking at the moment was exactly the same as his.He hugged Sheng Yang, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, his face was gloomy, and he walked through the crowd to the second floor without saying a word.

He kicked the door open lightly, quickly put Sheng Yang on the bed, and was about to get up, but Sheng Yang arched his body and clasped his waist tightly like a kitten that just wanted to fight.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he still had a calm face at the moment, knowing that he was angry with himself, Sheng Yang hugged him tightly, pouted and said nothing.

He looked down at Sheng Yang, but saw two clearly visible purple scars on her white and slender neck. His heart felt like being bitten by a small animal, and he felt pain. He couldn't help but gently stroked her neck.

"Ah..." She cried out in pain.

He turned his face slightly, his silhouette looked pine under the candlelight, concealing the self-blame on his face, if he came a step late, what would happen to her?Thinking of this, he felt pain and regret in his heart, wishing he could chop himself off with the palm of his hand and be with Chi Qiang!

"It does hurt a little bit, but at least you're here, and we're all saved."

She seemed to be suffering too, her eyes drooped slightly, with a faint redness at the end of her eyes, which aroused his endless pity.

"Don't go."

Duan Yuzhi suppressed the unspeakable emotions in his heart, and softly comforted him,

"How can I go. It's just that you don't want to drink your saliva? And your wound should also be bandaged with medicine."

Sheng Yang muttered, "It's Wen Ming."

"Wen Ming!"

Wen Ming was threatening the soldiers with a serious face, "Whoever dares to speak out about today's matter will die!"

But Duan Yuzhi called him lightly, and for some reason it happened just in the gap when he finished speaking.

These two people, at this time, still have to call themselves, can't they walk independently and say a few more words to explain the misunderstanding!

Sheng Yang lay on Duan Yuzhi's arms with his head up, a few strands of black hair scattered from his temples, and a shadow fell from his eyelashes. He was busy working at his desk these years and rarely went out. He used to have a healthy wheat complexion, but now he is much fairer. He felt that his waist surrounded by his hands was as tight as a stone in the past, but now it was soft and less, and the waist was much thinner, and the whole person was more beautiful and delicious.

"You look more and more like a scholar."

"That's what you think," he felt Sheng Yang's restless cartilage hands kneading his waist casually, which made his mouth feel dry, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed, "They call me Duan Yan Wang in private .”

Wen Ming pushed the door in with the medicine in hand, without even looking at the two people, he put the medicine tray beside Duan Yuzhi, picked up the teapot and quickly poured a glass of water, and brought the pot and cup to Mrs. Duan's hand side stool.

The three of them have been together for many years. He and Duan Yuzhi can be said to be effective partners in serving His Highness. Duan Yuzhi takes good care of His Highness, and he takes good care of the two of them.

"Pour another glass." Duan Yuzhi said a little dissatisfied.

Wen Ming raised his head and smirked at him, "Can't the two of you drink a cup? Do you have to trouble me, an injured person, to pour you a second cup of tea?"

Duan Yuzhi saw that his arm was indeed stained, "Take a good rest."

"Then the minister will leave, and the two of you will refrain from disturbing the minister." Wen Ming then happily withdrew.

Duan Yuzhi picked up the ointment, put it on his hands, and gently applied the medicine to Sheng Yang, "Why is he so yin and yang?"

Sheng Yang moved uncomfortably, still holding Duan Yuzhi's arm, "I guess I was scared just now."

Duan Yuzhi's fingers rubbed her wound through the ointment. It was painful, cold and itchy, and she could not help but hiss in pain.

"Hey, bear with me."

He quickly finished applying the ointment, put down the ointment, turned his head and saw her little face was red with pain, his heart was sore and painful, he reached out and touched her red cheek, it was hot and soft, the temperature made him nostalgic, he couldn't help but touch it Gently dabbling with the tip, "It's my fault for scaring you."

Sheng Yang pushed away his hand and hummed dissatisfiedly.

Duan Yuzhi took her hand again and held it tightly, but the other hand was still lingering on her face, his eyes burning,
"Blame me, I knew that the road to the north would be difficult, so I sent Duan Zi to protect you, but my mind was full of the way you were intimate with the prince that day, so I was so angry that I forgot to tell him , I'll be there soon. Sure enough...you drove him back in a disheveled state."

"Did you know that Luzhou is different?"

"Yes," he raised his eyes slightly, revealing a rare unruly air, "There is almost nothing in the entire court that I don't know."

Rong Yue chuckled, with a hint of good-natured banter, "It seems that Grand Tutor Duan sees Rong Yue as a piece of white paper."

Duan Yuzhi looked down at her, "No, I just can't see through you."

"Lie, you clearly can't see through me..."

"Yue'er, do you know how anxious and regretful I was when I saw Duan Zi come back..."

Rong Yue put away the smile on her face, "I'm self-willed. I also knew that Luzhou was dangerous, and I thought it was only in Beiguan. I didn't expect to encounter this accident on the road... I have regretted watching them fight to the death just now. I can’t stop, one is that I am self-willed and harmed them, and the other is that I still have so many things to do, how can I just die like this..."

Her face was clouded by memories, she looked at Duan Yuzhi against the candlelight, and whispered slowly, "I was really scared..."

Duan Yuzhi pinched her face, "It's all my fault. Do you know that the moment I saw Duan Zi turning back, I wanted to kill him."

"Time is running out. I went to the palace to meet the saint. On the grounds that there was a lack of food in Luzhou, I got the permission of the saint to lead the soldiers to escort the grain and grass to Beiguan. Duan Zi, throwing down the grain and grass cart, and galloping to chase you, I dare not close my eyes for a few days on the road, thinking of what you might encounter on the road, who bullied you, you are so delicate, how can you bear it, if you really have something, How can I stand it..."

The night was long, and his words were extremely soft, like clouds plucked from the sky, but they kept hitting her heart.

One year after the funeral in Wenzhou, Rong Yue's condition seemed to have stabilized.Emperor Zhao took a fancy to Duan Yuzhi's ability to accomplish anything, so he was trapped in the former court, and his company with Rong Yue became less and less.His official position became bigger and bigger, his prestige in the court was higher and higher, but he had to abide by more rules, and when he went to see Rongyue in the harem, there were many more rules and obstacles.

Not being able to see Duan Yuzhi every day was like ten thousand ants crawling on her body for Rongyue. waiting.

At that time, Yuzhi felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

After going down every day, Rongyue dressed up meticulously, wearing various clothes, standing under the turret that was hundreds of times bigger than her body, waiting for herself, like a flower waiting to be caressed.

Even though she has been insane for nearly three years, she is still a naturally proud princess, standing there motionless, like a statue of Bodhisattva, seeing him walking towards her, raising her proud head to accept his worship.

"Your Highness."

"Duan Yuzhi!"

When he raised his head, he could see that she let go of all her defenses and smiled at him. Even if the wind was cold that day, it could turn into spring breeze and rain.

(End of this chapter)