Dianxia Qingcheng

Zhao Litang carefully hugged the little man in front of him, his figure was a little thinner, and he was so slender and soft in his arms, which made people feel distressed, and the strength of his subordinates involuntarily increased a little bit. .

"Brother Tang, Brother Tang, you, let me go first, okay? I can't breathe anymore."

Qi Changyi whispered.

Zhao Litang quickly let go of his hand, and said with concern, "I'm sorry, I'm too excited for a while, how are you, it's alright.

Bar? "

Qi Changyi raised a smile, "I feel much better, not so uncomfortable anymore, really."

As he said that, he also turned around to prove that he was fine.

Zhao Litang finally smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

The two talked again, during which Shen Huan came to deliver a soup, Qi Changyi thanked her politely, and then obediently wiped it out.

It was already deep at night, and Zhao Litang didn't want to disturb Qi Changyi's rest. He just woke up. Even if his condition was cured, he still needed to rest.

"Chang Yi, it's very late today, you have a good rest first, we'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Zhao Litang watched Qi Changyi climb into the bed, tucked the quilt for him, and then blew out the candlestick and turned to leave the tent.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the tent, there was a dark figure standing in front of him, his back turned to the moonlight, his face hidden in darkness.

"Ye", the cold sword came out of its sheath.

Zhao Litang felt that his neck was being resisted by a cold weapon. He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Pei Zheng meant.

"General Zhao, the blood on this sword belongs to those thieves."

Pei Zheng curled the corners of his lips, "How about it, it's still hot."

Zhao Litang smelled the blood on the sword and heard Pei Zheng's strange tone, and his back suddenly became cold with disgust. He hurriedly took a step back and avoided the sword.

"Master Pei, are you going to interrogate the thieves? Did the interrogation come up with anything?"

Pei Zheng took back the sword and inserted the sword into the ground.

"No," he said, "I killed them."

"People who have no use value have no reason to live."

Zhao Litang's anger suddenly surged to the top of his head. He had always had a backlog of grievances against Pei Zheng, and now he became even more angry when he heard that he had arbitrarily dealt with the criminals he had caught.

"You actually killed everyone! Why didn't you discuss it with me in advance? Mr. Pei, there is one thing you need to be clear about. This is not the imperial capital, this is the frontier barracks! It's not a place where you can cover the sky with one hand!"

Pei Zheng looked at Zhao Litang who was angry, but his expression was always cold and indifferent, and even raised his lips and smiled.

"I'm just handling a small matter for General Zhao. Since I can't even judge people, I don't need to be judged by others. If I don't kill them, do they still keep them?"

Having said that, Pei Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Litang.

"What's more, I see that General Zhao is so busy and stayed in this camp for so long, there must be something more important than the military situation."

His tone was frivolous, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were joking.

But only those who are familiar with Pei Zheng know that the more calm he looks, the more he actually cares about it, and the more he is desperately suppressing something.

"You! You speak with respect!" Zhao Litang's voice became louder, and she forgot that it was midnight, and the little man inside had just fallen asleep.

"Am I not respecting General Zhao enough?"

Pei Zheng said with a sneer, "He just treats you as a big brother, how can he know what unreliable thoughts are in your heart?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Litang's fist swung towards him.

Pei Zheng dodged sideways and instead punched Zhao Litang in the face.

Zhao Litang wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and punched Pei Zheng again.

"I admit that I not only regard him as a younger brother, but I have never had any nasty thoughts about him. It's you, what evil things have you done, do you want me to tell you the details!"

"Oh? What's wrong? I'd like to hear it."

Zhao Litang gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Let him lose a child in his stomach, is it counted."

Pei Zheng froze slightly.

"If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have to endure this at all. He doesn't know yet, he doesn't know that he once had a child, so he doesn't know how sad it is. But you, you know all this, how can you do it like this now? Don't care, no grief? Or is it that Master Pei has a bad memory and has forgotten?"

Pei Zheng held the sword that he had just inserted into the ground, and his eyes were cold.

Who said he forgot?

How could he forget, how dare he forget.

It's just buried deep in my heart, I don't dare to say it, I don't dare to recall it, I don't dare to touch it, as long as I touch it, it will be heart-wrenching and painful and it will be hard to breathe.

It was his child too, the child of both of them.

It is a young sprout who left this world in a hurry before it had time to appear.

It's just that before he could miss that little life, all his attention was taken up by the dying little man.

But now, how could he be accused so easily of not caring?

Pei Zhengti picked up the cold sword, and the sword fluttered in the air a few times before stabbing Zhao Litang who was still on the ground.

"don't want!"

At this time, a small black shadow flashed by under the moonlight, and rushed over to block Zhao Litang.

Pei Zheng's eyes were slightly opened, but he had only time to withdraw his inner strength in a panic, so that the sword could be stopped in front of the villain's eyes, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Qi Changyi didn't know when he woke up, he didn't know when he quietly left the tent, and he didn't know what he heard just now.

He was dressed in thin clothes, his hair was messy and scattered behind his back, his plain white face was full of tears, his eyes were glistening with tears, and he looked at Pei Zheng with fullness.

Pei Zheng stepped forward and called softly, "His Royal Highness"

Qi Changyi suddenly turned his face away and looked away.

He turned around and looked at Zhao Litang, saw the wounds on his face and mouth, and asked, "Brother Tang, you are injured, let me help you up first."

Zhao Litang let Qi Changyi help him to stand up. He didn't know if Changyi was so resistant to Pei Zheng because he heard what he said just now. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"Chang Yi, listen to me"

"Brother Tang, it's so cold outside, let's go first, I'm going to wipe your wound."

Zhao Litang also noticed that Qi Changyi was wearing very little, and his body was still trembling slightly, thinking that he was feeling cold, so he followed him into the tent.

The curtain of the tent fell, and the warmth inside blocked the cold outside.

As soon as he walked in, Qi Changyi suddenly let go of Zhao Litang's arm, as if he had lost all strength, slowly squatted down, hugged his knees, and buried his head in his arms.

Zhao Litang squatted down with him, patted his shoulder, and asked worriedly, "Chang Yi, what's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort? Tell me if you're uncomfortable, and I'll call Doctor Jiang to come for you. Take a look, will you?"

"No, brother Tang, I want to be alone for a while, can you make me quiet for a while?"

Qi Changyi didn't raise his head, his voice was muffled and weeping, as soon as he heard it, he was trying to hold back something.

Zhao Litang clenched his arm uneasy, "Then you have to go back to bed first, you are cold, go cover with a quilt to keep warm."

"Brother Tang, I'm fine, just let me stay by myself, okay, I'll be fine in a while, I'm really begging you, can you go out first?

Having said all that, Zhao Litang couldn't bear to force him any more, sighed, took off his robe and put it on him, then turned around three times and walked out of the tent.

Lifting the curtain and looking out, there was no one outside, only the cold sword was still shining in the moonlight.

There was only Qi Changyi left in the tent. He hugged his knees and curled up on the ground. Although the charcoal fire in the tent was very hot, and he was still wearing Zhao Litang's thick robe, he still felt cold. To the bone.

Just now, he stood behind the curtain of the tent, a few steps away, and heard the conversation of the two outsiders clearly.

Although he is stupid, he can still understand some words.

He tried hard to recall those memories that he seemed to have forgotten, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his stomach.

Not a physical pain, but an empty void after something was missing.

A small hand slowly attached to his abdomen, where it was flat and thin, and he could feel the hip bones on both sides.

Has there ever been a little life here?

However, because he did not protect him well, let him leave, right?

Did he come and then leave because he didn't like him?

Do you think that you are too stupid to take care of him?

Qi Changyi's tears seemed to burst, and kept ticking on his cuffs, soaking the place.

In the silent night, everyone else had already slept soundly, only a lonely little fool, hugging his knees, shedding tears forbearance, sad and sad alone.

I don't know how long I cried, I cried until my whole body was cold and numb, and my bare feet were pale and bloodless.

Suddenly, it seemed that someone lightly stroked his hair, the little man raised his head slightly, his eyes slowly blinked twice, and saw a pair of gold silk black boots appear in front of him, and then he was embraced by a warm embrace like a treasure. Usually held in his arms.

There was a little alcohol odor all over his body, and Qi Changyi also inhaled a little drunk.

Then the arm was softly grabbed and lifted, and went around the back of the neck of the person in front of him, and was gently pressed forward by a hand behind the back, and the little man opened his arms and deeply embedded in the chest of the person in front of him. .

This embrace is deeper than anyone else's, and the bodies of the two hugged tightly fit together, and there is no room for a gap.

Before Qi Changyi could react, he felt a damp and hot touch on his neck, and hot breath sprayed on his white neck.

"Be careful, don't ignore me, okay?"