snowstorm

People from Qingzhou and Xuzhou have settled in Jizhou, the dark clouds in the north have slowly dissipated, and the sky has begun to clear up. The floods in Bingzhou have been eliminated, and people's lives are slowly getting back on track. The Jizhou people who were treating the floods in Bingzhou began to return to Jizhou .

"Your Highness!" General Zhao opened the curtain and entered, saluted Xie Qiao, and said, "Beiliang has retreated. At the end of the day, General Zhezi has sent someone to Bingzhou to send it to His Majesty."

Xie Qiao nodded, with no extra expression on his face: This is expected. Whether King An raised troops or the floods in Bingzhou were all internal worries of Dasheng. Beiliang just took advantage of the opportunity to loot, but Now that Qingxu's elite troops have arrived in Jizhou, and the Jizhou troops have returned to aid, Beiliang has lost the best opportunity. At this time, the attack on the city will not be worth the loss, and the troops will naturally withdraw.

After talking about the business, General Zhao still didn't back down, and there was a rare hesitation on his usually resolute face.

Xie Qiao asked, "Is there anything else to do, General?"

General Zhao had a rare worry on his face, and asked: "The last general wants to ask, how is the general's injury?"

Xie Qiao smiled and said, "It's all right."

Only then did General Zhao show a relieved smile, and said: "That's good." After saying that, he took his leave and left.

Almost all the soldiers of the three armies didn't know about Lu Jue's injury, but General Zhao did.

After the other party opened the curtain and left, Xie Qiao turned around and walked behind the tent.Lu Jue was half-sitting on the couch, her black hair was simply tied up, and bandages were faintly showing from the front of her snow-white obscene clothes.He held a bowl of pitch-black medicine in his sharp-boned hand, which was steaming white.

Xie Qiao leaned on a pillar with folded arms, raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile on her face: "Brother Huaiyu, I put this medicine in your hands before I went out, and now that I'm back, the medicine still doesn't work. Not moving."

Lu Jue's eyebrows twitched, and he said expressionlessly: "This medicine smells too strong." Also...it's too ugly.

Xie Qiao chuckled, this man had also suffered from wind and cold before, and when he drank the medicine, he drank it happily, and he didn't bother as much as he does now.Xie Qiao thought of the past, and there was nostalgia on his face. He said jokingly: "I remember that the medicine you drank when you had a cold was also heavy and bitter. At that time, why didn't you look like you are now," paused Next, I still spit out those two words: "Being like a baby."

Hearing these words, Lu Jue paused, and simply put the medicine bowl on the small table beside him. He raised his head and glanced at the top of the tent, his voice was rare and soft: "It was different then and now. .”

At that time, they didn't have such a relationship. At that young age, Xie Qiao could drink up a bowl of bitter medicine without changing his expression. He was an older brother, so how could he show timidity in front of him.

But now...

Xie Qiao looked at his slightly red earlobes again, his heart was so soft that he walked over, sat beside Lu Jue, and asked intentionally, "What's the difference?"

Lu Jue looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, he reached out and pinched Xie Qiao's chin: "What do you think?"

Xie Qiao couldn't stop laughing at the corners of his mouth when he saw this man: This man is so cute at this time, his face is completely undisturbed, as if he doesn't know what shyness is, but his earlobes are completely exposed-but the master But they don't know anything about it.

Outside, he is a general, a hero, Dasheng's sharp and tough blade and patron saint. It is as far away as the moon in the sky, cold, flawless and dazzling, no one dares to catch it.

But in front of him, he was so real, warm and soft.He knows that he loves liveliness, fancy clothes, music, winter plums, and warm human fireworks.He knew that he actually hates being dirty and is afraid of pain and suffering, and sometimes he likes to play tricks on people's heads.He loves to laugh and loves to see others laugh.He is so upright and frank - he never hides when he is emotional, but he is so cute when he is shy... This kind of Lu Jue - Xie Qiao's eyes darkened, making him wish to rub him into his flesh and blood. In this way, he I don't have to worry about losing him anymore...

Xie Qiao didn't struggle when Lu Jue pinched his chin, he smiled, leaned over, pecked Lu Jue's lips, took the bowl from the small table, stuffed it into Lu Jue's other hand, and waved at him eyebrow.

Lu Jue withdrew the hand pinched on the opponent's chin, looked at Xie Qiao, and asked, "Did General Zhao just say that Beiliang retreated?"

Xie Qiao nodded: "Retire." Then he pointed to the bowl in the opponent's hand and said, "I must drink it."

Lu Jue: "..."

Lu Jue finally drank the medicine enduring the unpleasant taste and bitterness, Xie Qiao took the bowl and put it on the table, then stuffed a candy into Lu Jue's mouth.Lu Jue paused with sugar in his mouth, then looked at him.Xie Qiao raised his eyebrows at his indescribable eyes, a playful smile appeared on his face, and said: "I just prepared some, but I didn't expect to really use them. Brother Huaiyu, is it sweet?"

Lu Jue narrowed his eyes when he saw Xie Qiao's appearance, and just about to say something, he saw Xie Qiao leaning over, his dark eyes were as bright as stars, and there was a bright smile inside...

"Well……"

Lu Jue covered Xie Qiao's hair with his hand, closed his eyes and immersed himself in the kiss...

……

night.account.The darkness of safe night.

Xie Qiao lay beside Lu Jue, with his hands on his shoulders.He turned sideways, looked at him with a smile, and said: "The news has come today, brother and Li Mingbei have already set off for Jinling."

Lu Jue turned his head and met Xie Qiao's bright eyes. Xie Qiao nodded his nose and said, "Brother Huaiyu, we are going home. How about leaving the day after tomorrow?"

These words were so warm, Lu Jue couldn't help but smile. He reached out to touch Xie Qiao's face, and even said with warmth: "Okay. Go home."

Back to Jinling, it is summer.The smile on Xie Qiao's face was even bigger, and the little smiles in his eyes scattered into a whole river of stars——Jinling City in summer will be filled with the fragrance of lotus, and the crabapple tree in Lu Jue's courtyard must have been full of trees Fan Hua is waiting for them to go back.

It will definitely be very hot in the city, so he can take Lu Jue to the village on Meihua Mountain to escape the summer heat—there are only the two of them in the village...

Xie Qiao's eyes became brighter and brighter, Lu Jue couldn't help chuckling when he looked at him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Qiao, with some jokes in his words: "What are you thinking of? --happy?"

Xie Qiao looked at him leisurely with those astonishingly bright eyes, the light in his eyes seemed to engulf him.

Lu Jue narrowed his eyes, tapped Xie Qiao's forehead with his slender fingers, and said meaningfully: "I'll wait."

……

North cool.capital.royal palace.

Two servants walked into the hall silently from the night outside the hall with their heads bowed, dragging one person along.The man was only wearing a snow-white obscene garment, but the obscene garment was covered with blood.The young man lowered his head, and his black hair covered his face.He was very thin, the bones and blood vessels protruding from the wrists hanging down from his body, but his hands were clearly defined, as white as jade.

The attendants brought the young man into the upper part of the main hall and threw him there, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.The attendant bowed respectfully to the person sitting at the top of the hall, then silently bowed his head and exited the hall, closing the door again.

The man at the top looked at the blood-stained man below with his beast-like eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. After looking at the man below for a long while, he finally uttered two words: "Dan Qi."

The young man kneeling on the ground was covered in blood, but now he just lowered his head and didn't move.

"Tap, tap"

The person sitting on the top stretched out his hand and buttoned the golden table in front of him, looked at the person below, and said, "Dan Qi, when you left two years ago, you promised me that you would stir up civil strife in Dasheng, so we Beiliang can take the opportunity to drive straight in and take Jinling directly." After a pause, a cold light flashed across the man's beast-like eyes, and he paused word by word in a low and terrifying voice: "But, you failed."

"Hahaha."

The young man on the ground laughed at this moment, his laughter was piercing, he finally raised his head and looked straight at the person in the high position, his words contained sharp sarcasm and disdain: "My lord, it is obvious that your subordinates are too incompetent— —Although King An’s army failed, there was a flood in Bingzhou, Jizhou had only 2000 troops from Lu Jue at that time, they brought 10 horses, but they couldn’t even take down the city with only 2000 people stationed, isn’t it incompetent?” He squinted, his eyes narrowed, and there was a sharper ridicule than that in those words: "The king who sent them, no, no, can?"

The man on the high seat frowned suddenly, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Ah."

He stood up with a sneer, walked down the high platform step by step, and came to the young man.

He squatted down next to the young man, stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's chin, and with the other hand brushed aside the hair on one side of the young man's face, revealing the tattoos under the young man's eyes.

He squinted his eyes and stroked the words engraved on the young man's face with his hand, and leaned close to the young man's ear again, his voice was terribly cold, but extremely soft, like a lover's whisper: "Dan Qi, you always know how to provoke me." angry at me..."

After finishing speaking, he wrapped his arms around the young man's thin shoulders, and pulled the young man into his arms.

That hand, however, was placed on the wound on the young man's shoulder, and then pressed heavily against the blooming flesh and blood.

"Well……"

The young man's face was buried on the side of the opponent's neck, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his veins were protruding heavily, his eyes were wide open, but he gritted his teeth tightly, but he didn't make a sound or cry out in pain.

The hands hanging below his body were tightly clenched, the nails pierced the palm, and the palm was covered with blood in the dark.

In his dark eyes, there was a bottomless and silent hatred.

The man finally let go of his hand. He squinted his eyes at the other party, rubbed the blood indifferently, and said, "Dan Qi, you are still so disobedient—but I just like your disobedience." After finishing speaking, He picked up the blood-soaked young man and walked towards the bedroom at the back of the hall.

"Tick."

A drop of blood slid down the young man's slightly trembling fingertips and fell to the ground, making a soft noise in the night.But no one cares.