Forbidden City of Heze + Dalufei

Hot afternoon.

The fifth and seventh divisions of the army had just exchanged fire with an enemy desert corps ambushing in a small town in the Kanse Gobi during their strategic shift. There was no way out in the endless smoke. It took a lot of effort to destroy them all.

He Ze's troops then took over the town, getting supplies from willing villagers.

"it's too hot!"

Long Fei suddenly pushed the door open and entered, bringing in a gust of hot wind.The boy was getting dizzy from the dense data in front of him and the heat beyond his body's capacity.

"Which bastard said this room is cooler?" The man's thin military shirt was yellowed in patches from sweat, and he complained routinely, while calling loudly to the boy who was sitting firmly at the table like a rock, "You Guess what I brought?"

The logic of Junliu finally getting his eyebrows was completely disrupted. He was patiently trying to invite this reckless officer out when two yellow-green balls rolled over from the corner of his eyes. He noticed that they were two people who had already left. crumpled apple.

Vegetables, fruits and flowers in the desert are far rarer than obsidian. He, who has never seen fruit since he came to the front line, couldn't help being stunned for a moment and showing a smile.

"Where did you get it?"

"The son of the elder here just came back from the market outside. I asked him to buy it."

"how much is it?"

"Twenty tin pieces."

"Are you crazy to spend a month's allowance on this thing?"

"Don't be ungrateful, if you don't eat fruit, you will be severely constipated."

"Okay... stay away from me, you stink."

"Hmph, I wish I could wash it every day, but don't you want to think about where this is?"

He took a deep breath and buried his head, his mood became irritable for no reason, he really didn't want to be made hotter by the guy who was trying to find fault.

"What can I help you? I have nothing to do right now." Long Fei didn't show any sign of leaving. Therefore, teenagers must insist on packing these important things alone, and put them on their shoulders so that no one will touch them.

"You? The guy who never passed his math grades?" He put down a short piece of pencil in his hand, and finally sarcastically sarcasm him once.

"I would like to know what is the relationship between math scores and translating codes?"

"Could it be that your Chinese score has passed?"

"How did you know I failed?"

"Your file has been publicized many times by the school as a typical case," he held his chin, tapping his slender fingers carelessly on the table, "They always want us to know how a fool has gone through a superb education and finally took on Commander-in-Chief's mission."

"Hmph," Long Fei curled his lips, grabbed an apple and took a bite, with teasing disdain in his eyes, "What's the use of reading so many books? It's not at the bottom."

The hair on Junliu's back stood on end, and his face flushed immediately. He stared fiercely at his unkempt side face, the only man who dared to insult him at any time.Just as he was about to fight back, Long Fei turned around abruptly, pinched his chin with one hand, and stuffed the boy's unyielding mouth with an apple in the most timely manner with the other hand.

"I'm not very educated," he said with a smile, meeting the awkward look in the other's black eyes at close range, "but I know how to smooth people out, whether he's on the battlefield or on the bed."

Holding the helplessness of not wanting to be as familiar with him anymore, Junliu swallowed the fire in his stomach, and took down the apple that hurt his teeth. Although he had the urge to throw it out of the door together with the man in front of him, he couldn't help it. The discomfort of not drinking water still prevailed.

In the desolate northwestern border full of yellow sand, the green color is extremely attractive. Junliu leaned the apple against his chapped lips and took a bite. The flesh of the dry wood was like the sand that had been drained The mouth was astringent, and what was even more terrible was that immediately two white worms as thick as noodles wriggled their heads out from the decayed core.

"Hey, hey, don't spit!" Long Fei immediately grabbed his arm, covered his mouth with one hand and shouted, "Twenty tin coins!"

"You want me to eat this monster?" Jun Liu stared at him and asked in a muffled voice.

"I'll change it for you, eat mine, mine is good." Long Fei said in a hurry, took the bad apple in his hand, caught the bug out of the window as if nothing had happened, and threw the rest The pulp was bitten into his mouth, and he chewed it with relish.

Seeing Junliu staring at him in a daze, Long Fei leaned over and pressed his stubble-covered chin to the corner of the boy's mouth.

"Give me what's in your mouth, too."

So hot.

Long Fei's palms, lips, chest, and hard lower body were as hot as burning coals.He was about to be unbearable, his skin didn't sweat, and he was about to be scalded. In the afternoon when the desert sun was the hottest, it was really not suitable for strenuous exercise in an adobe house with no air-conditioning. However, this temperature was too uncomfortable. It's normal, why is it so hot?

The hot body was pressed against each other tightly, and the panting in his throat was dry, like a ball of open fire, Jun Liu couldn't scream, his throat was smoking, it was the water in his body evaporating, and he also made a sizzling sound.He looked down while smelling the choking smell, the skin on Long Fei's hands was scorched, and it was peeling off piece by piece, exposing the blackened finger bones.

He was so frightened that he couldn't even cry out. When he turned his head, half of the face that was only a few centimeters away from him had been swallowed up by the flames. The whole thing burst out, and two white worms crawled out of the black eye sockets.

"This stuff is really hard to digest." He grinned, his lips burned bare.

Junliu opened his eyes under the sudden trembling of his heart, and after choking, he panted heavily, like a fish buried deep in the salt ground.

The person facing the bed was sitting with hands clasped, wearing a dark black military uniform. When he saw his light blue eyes clearly, Junliu desperately got up from the bed and shrank into the corner, but was immediately caught A fainting attack arrived.

Phil supported him, and slowly leaned his head against the wall, "Don't move for now, you have a fever."

Then he stood up from the chair, lifted the water bottle under the table and poured a glass of water, and quickly took out two white pills and put them beside him, "This is an antibiotic, take it when the water cools down."

"When did you come?" Junliu frowned, only then did he feel pain all over his body.

"It's been more than ten minutes," he replied softly, and sat down again in the room with soft light, as if he didn't intend to leave immediately, "Yesterday you were beaten too hard by that guy, and inflammation appeared on the wound, I have to supervise Take your medicine."

"What did you put in my lunch?" Junliu restrained his dizziness, bit his lips and asked, only remembering that he lost consciousness just after eating lunch, until now.

"A little sleeping pill, I went to the doctor of the army while you were asleep." Fer looked at him calmly, his tone still not fluctuating, "I don't think you want a lady to help you see the wounds in that kind of place." Bar?"

Junliu stared fixedly at the shadowed floor, tactfully did not answer.Although he didn't want to appreciate it, but for the private relationship between him and Amy, Phil, who knew it well, kept turning a blind eye all the time, which really made his life much easier.

The conversation was interrupted by one party's silence, and the boy sat motionless on the bed. The persistent low fever made his lips dry and crusty, and his eyes were hazy with steam.

"Is the water drinkable?"

Phil raised his hand and touched the glass, "It's still very hot."

Then he seemed to remember something, stood up and walked to the door, picked up something from the coffee table, and handed it to Junliu while talking.

"There are fresh fruits in the supplies cart today. I took two. It might feel better to eat."

When Junliu saw clearly the small green apple in his hand, a kind of ignorant fear suddenly swept over his body. He opened his hand frantically, and the fruit fell on the wooden floor with a muffled sound. Rolled down to the bottom of the bed.

In the deep winter of December, it was a rare sunny afternoon.

Fair did not lock the door after delivering the meal. It is good for young people to go outdoors in fine weather.After returning to the room, he conveniently placed a pot of flowers on the table on the window sill. The flowers were sent by Amy. When the black-haired boy was able to move around freely, he would put them in a conspicuous place so that he could wait The boring young lady can be seen from a distance.

In addition to the usual medicine chest, Amy brought more sugar and snacks to the old place.In the Elysee Manor where enemy officers can be seen everywhere, Junliu is completely defenseless when he is next to this ordinary girl. A delicate balance has been formed between them. Even laugh out loud.

However, this time the date ushered in an uninvited guest, and Yanliang's sudden intrusion ended their relaxing afternoon tea time. Regardless of the girl's surprised expression, without any explanation, he grabbed Junliu's arm and pulled him away.

Before he could resist, Junliu was taken out of the garden. He staggered all the way, unable to keep up with the speed of the opponent's striding meteor, and was almost tripped by the shackles on his feet several times. In a cold sweat.In just a few weeks, the other party's behavior that was inferior to a beast had no bottom line. He was extremely angry and asked, "Do you have to kill me to stop?"

"I have something to show you," Yan Liang said excitedly, as if he had encountered something worthy of celebration, and his hands were no longer cold, and there was steam in the thin sweat, "Haha, I promise you will It was a big surprise!"

In the surprised expressions of the officers who occasionally passed by without exception, Yan Liang led him all the way into a house with soft white stone carvings, and the corridor under the soft orange light was paved with rice. The gray blended carpet, the dormitory converted from a holiday villa is different from the almost boring simplicity of the military building, and has a strange beauty.

He pushed open the half-hidden door with one palm, and dragged Junliu into the room. Under the rough force, he fell heavily to the ground, and at the same time, he heard the palpitating sound of locking the door.

The old TV in the room was on.Junliu gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. He had just propped himself up from the ground, and before he could look at the furnishings in the room clearly, He Ze's words came from above his head. of.

"I want to ask for forgiveness from all of you..."

Junliu raised his head abruptly, staring blankly at the distorted TV screen.On the dark blue velvet curtain is the Union flag and national emblem, the background is covered, and there are no other decorations on the table except for a microphone for amplifying, so it is impossible to identify the location of the shooting.And the person sitting in front of the table became the focus of the picture, the black pupils on the neat and orderly neckline without adding any color, seemed to be staring deeply at the only completely inherited bloodline in front of him through the satellite signal thousands of miles away.

"Father?"

Seeing his dearest family members again, Junliu's face showed a trace of sour joy.Even on weekdays, there are very few opportunities for them to get along with each other, but Yizheng poured all the emotions that cannot be expressed in the working environment into this young son, so deep that even his mother is jealous.This man's supreme authority and the protection of his broad wings occupy the most unshakable position in Jun Liu's life so far, allowing him to be fearless.

However, the sensitive teenager quickly noticed the hesitation in his father's tone.Instructions or speeches made on prime-time official television to audiences in all of the Allied nations are never less than sonorous and confident.But at this moment, Junliu couldn't catch his flickering eyes.

"...Due to my personal reasons, I did not announce this news in time. I am sorry. However, now it is time to have to say it. Although it is difficult to accept, I hope we can muster up the courage to bear this fact together." As he spoke, the king stopped, his eyelids drooped imperceptibly, and when he raised them again, his expressionless face finally returned to a firm look.

"I regret to tell everyone that my son, Shangguan Junliu, the prince of Heze, was captured by the Bangdu Army two months ago, and he was confirmed to have been killed recently."

He paused, and added in the same calm tone in front of the silent microphone, "I'm 16 years old, please send me your condolences."

Those two short sentences were like a thunderbolt from the blue, blasting fiercely in the minds of every listener.Yanliang stood beside him calmly, trying to resist the urge to laugh out loud.Presumably all the allied countries have already started the pot now, and the young man sitting motionless on the ground in front of him is so quiet, as quiet as Yi Zheng on the screen, and the two most important parties are silent as if no one else is there.

The heartbeat sounded like a saw cutting back and forth in a single rhythm. Jun Liu was completely lost under the blow without warning, and sat there blankly, his mind was humming willfully as if he refused to work.And Yizheng no longer had time to take into account the child's ability to bear, so he took a deep breath and continued talking on his own.

"I believe... During the long war, countless of you lost your loved ones. I am as sad as you are now. As a father, I failed to protect my children. As a king, I failed to protect my people. Shame on the negligence."

"However, this war is still going on. The enemy will not give us time to mourn. It will not help us to linger on the lives that have already been sacrificed. We must realize that what He Ze is facing is the most brutal invader. They are ruthless and have no morals. It can be said that any luck, any retreat and compromise of the Allied forces will lead to a dead end, we must cheer up, and we must not let them trample on more lives here!"

"My son Junliu, because he is still young, has never shown his face in public." Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly fall into some memories, and even had a shallow self-comforting smile on his face, "But I can tell you now that he has been a smart and sensible child since he was a child, and he will surely become a good helmsman of a country. I feel guilty for letting him encounter such a thing before he is an adult, and I hope he can forgive me in another world. And, I hereby swear to him, and to all of you, that I will never let the death of my son, and your son's, be meaningless! Never!"

"I'm not dead!" Junliu shuddered, unable to listen to these high-sounding rhetoric anymore, he shook his head, emotionally watching everything collapse in front of him at an astonishing speed, "No, I don't believe it! This is fake I'm still alive and well! What's going on? What the hell is this?!"

The countless warm details in the past now give him a splitting headache, and he desperately covers his ears.The opening and closing of Yizheng's lips could no longer convey any more words that could destroy him, but the same hair color and eyes are still as friendly as before, so he even closed his eyes to prevent this hand from bringing him into the world , and the man who wanted to personally bury him drove straight in with pain.

"What is this... Do you want me to just disappear, father?" the boy asked faintly in a place where there was no light or sound.He was afraid that his father, who always praised his strong curiosity, would never give an answer this time.

"Even the son used it to win the battle. It's really courageous."

Seeing Junliu's expected reaction, Yanliang almost couldn't bear to blink, his tone was somewhere between the relaxedness that had nothing to do with him and the teasing of watching a good show.He was about to be fascinated by the scene at this time, the child who was sentenced and the father who reluctantly gave up his love.

He walked towards Junliu with easy steps, squatting halfway in front of him, slowly and peacefully.This is simply an errand that is so easy that you can laugh out loud. It doesn't take much to ask the other party to understand the current situation.In front of Junliu, who has a Shangguan family background, Yanliang was originally a dispensable shadow, but now that both of them have lost their identities, he is the only one who can prove the original noble status of the young man. He is like a puppet who suddenly has A sense of presence, an unparalleled sense of presence.

No one is really safe in war, Yan Liang sighed looking at the frozen fear in the young man's eyes, such a stubborn bloodline was just abandoned because of a sentence in the balance of interests, and he didn't even give him a chance to defend himself Execution is more pitiful than death row prisoners.

"...I only suffer from this homeless dog."

The corners of his mouth were not as cold as before, and he raised Jun Liu's pale face like wax, "Think about it carefully, do you want to listen to your father and die obediently, so as to leave a good name of martyrdom?"

"Still be like me, be a living bastard?"

Junliu just stared at him blankly with his eyes open. Compared with the loud noise just now, there is no sound in his ears now. There is a trap in Yanliang's brown pupils, like a trap in the long jungle, and his soul is scared. I'm about to be caught.

Yan Liang kissed his lips in his depressed posture, taking the other party's silence as obedience on his own initiative.The boy has never been subdued without punching, his self-esteem is high, it would be crazy to be smashed suddenly, but he didn't expect that the current moment is smoother than ever.

He pressed him to the ground and was going to complete the ceremony. Someone had already shattered all the hopes in his heart, leaving him with only the cleaning task.The distant He Ze, the name of the Shangguan, and the glory of the soldiers must all be wiped away without leaving any traces, as if he had died.

Junliu was unmoved by his rape while taking advantage of the fire, his hands and feet were pulled out of his muscles and bones and drooped, but the chill of the cyan marble floor penetrating into the marrow made him unable to fully relax.

"Why are you so obedient today?" Yan Liang was almost unwilling to be reconciled to his indifferent performance, deliberately stopped the rushing process, and raised his body to examine the other party.

When he formally took off the He Ze Air Force uniform that he had been wearing for four years, he had already thought very clearly that in order to break free from all the obstacles of names imposed on them by their identities and reset the relationship between the two, he must first let this young man lose his identity. Everything, stay away from the power of the family, don't want any false brotherhood, the royal blood is abnormal and boring.It's just that Yan Liang can't take him away with his own strength. He is firmly embedded in the political machine of the Shangguan family, no matter how fast he flies.

He caressed Junliu's face at the moment when this goal was achieved. This face made people think at any cost, even if they betrayed the whole country, it was worth it. Unattributed doll.

The pain in the body can't cover up the sense of powerlessness as the consciousness slides down the abyss at an accelerated rate. Junliu just discovered that the physical violence is only a negligible injury. The balloon was on the verge of bursting, his tongue was stiff and he couldn't say a word, he wanted to calm down and think about it, but what was he thinking about?There is nothing in my heart.

"You are nothing now, you have nothing now," Yan Liang repeated a brainwashing program in his ear, "just like me."

Jun Liu trembled deeply, he didn't know if he was touched by the terrible spell, or the other party's rough rhythm finally awakened his consciousness, the focus of his eyes was distracted by the heart-wrenching pain.Yan Liang's forehead rubbed against the collarbone of his left shoulder, growling in a low voice, panting heavily, galloping heartily in the warm path like a spring valley, this is really the cutest thing about this annoying kid.

"Why...do you do this to me...brother?"

He furrowed his brows deeply, stretched out his hands to grab the skirt of his clothes with sobs, and there was only the last despair in his dark eyes.He doesn't understand, does this person really have the same blood flowing in his body?Getting along with each other when I was young, I tried my best to show kindness but failed to move that cold heart at all. What kind of deep-rooted hatred needs revenge so far?

Yanliang controlled the wild horse's unbridled excitement, and did not let his desire be released too quickly at this wonderful moment. He immediately smiled, how smart his younger brother knows how to judge the situation. There is only one person left who can be relied on, and he even forgets the desperate resistance all the time, and submits so meekly!

"Do you like it?" He became in a very good mood, and even started to tease, "How is my technique compared to Long Fei's?"

"What pose do you like to use?"

The boy wasn't irritated like in the past, but just froze as if he couldn't understand his words.

"It doesn't matter if you think of me as him." Yan Liang narrowed his eyes and said to add insult to injury, "If you can climax in this way."

When I feel time passing again, there is no light around me.In the dark silence, only the slight hissing sound of the heater, Jun Liu has been staring at the silent darkness with his eyes wide open, although he is extremely tired, he can no longer close his eyes.

Yan Liang's arms embraced his naked body from behind, probably exhausted his energy, and this perpetrator who never stayed overnight fell asleep beside him for the first time.Junliu tried to move, he was ready to lose control of his body at all, the result of not resisting was that the other party had never ravaged him for hours like this.

He let out a long breath slowly, held down the speed so that the pain could be released smoothly, carefully pushed away Yanliang's intertwined hands, and then got out of bed softly, the dizziness in his mind was like this rotten night, making him Feel sick.

He picked up a piece of clothing scattered on the floor, but he didn't put it on, he just dragged it on the floor, took a glass teacup from the TV cabinet, and opened the bathroom door.

Hidden in the corner of the small space, Junliu's breathing was shallower than before, but his movements were not flustered at all, even orderly, just as if he was going to a manual labor class.He didn't want to make sure of what he was doing, afraid to stop and think about it, only to be manipulated by a force.

He wrapped the glass with clothes, put it on the ground, and crushed it with the weight of his whole body. The sound was clear and subtle, easily covered by the heavy night.Then he squatted down, and by the dark blue night light coming in from the high window, he picked up a fragment that fit his hand.

Junliu didn't clean up the mess, he lightly held the cold fragment in his hand, walked out of the bathroom door, and came to the bed barefoot.

Yan Liang's sleep soundly looked defenseless, his serene face was covered by the moonlight, and his tough outline could be regarded as very handsome.Junliu stared at him quietly for a while, and then stuck the sharpest side of the thin ice-like shard to the strong line drawn from the side of his neck, where the fountain of life was surging.

With a pull perpendicular to the direction of the muscle, it is easy to cut through the thin skin of the neck.

His hands were a little unsteady, he took a few breaths, sweat dripped from his forehead, the heating in the room was working non-stop, but it was still cold naked.

The moment he started, some distracting thoughts made his strength soften. The glass didn't directly cut off Yanliang's carotid artery, but the sudden stabbing pain woke him up. He instinctively grabbed Junliu's hand, and his body was already lightning Jumped up like a jerk, turned over and threw the opponent on the bed, grabbed his murder weapon, and at the same time tightly covered the bleeding neck with his hands.

"You...?!" Yan Liang, who just came to his senses, stared blankly at the young man below him, with an unbelievably horrified tone, "You want to kill me?"

Those dark eyes suddenly sparkled, revealing the sharpness after being penetrated by killing intent, it seemed that he was not the Junliu he knew, his expression was distorted, and his usual will was gone.

"Go to hell." Junliu stared intently at the blood slid down the opponent's neck, with a happy but chilling expression, he discarded all the precepts, "You bastard whore."

Yan Liang stared blankly, his temples throbbing with nameless anger, he didn't expect the first time he heard the undisguised curse from him to be so lethal, tearing his most secret wounds to blood.He grabbed his neck recklessly, gritted his teeth.

"Great," he forced a laugh, the burning emotion that he always couldn't restrain in front of this young man finally broke through completely this time, "I want to see today, the superior pure-blood and How different are bastards!"

Before Junliu could cry out, his right arm was dragged violently. The hard shattered glass was like a mad dog biting away the flexible muscle tissue. A revived snake scrambled out of the narrow pipe, winding its way around.

The pain was surprisingly benevolent, and turned into deep sleepiness, finally releasing the source of misfortune. His body was like a rootless feather, so relaxed that it was about to float into the air.