Feng Lou

Feng Lou woke up in the darkness, and just moved, he groaned in pain.

His left leg was pierced by an arrow, and his temple throbbed from the intense pain and numbness.

There was a wide range of soreness in the shoulders and back, and the scene before coma gradually flooded into my mind.

It was he who was careless.

Three days ago, he set off to Guiling Mountain to suppress the bandits, but he did not expect to be ambushed.

He thought he would be shot to death by random arrows, but the bandits knocked him unconscious and took him hostage.

But according to the condition of his legs, he is not far from death.

Fenglou didn't feel too scared, and his heart was peaceful.

The lower body has been shaking, it should be on the road.

The culprit probably wanted to threaten his father, so he spared his life.

As the governor of Shancheng, his father is the sky high and the emperor is far away, so he can be regarded as the "earth emperor" of this place. It is normal to trade his life for something.

In a daze, Fenglou's whole body started to feel hot, and then he started to feel cold again. He guessed that he must have a high fever, so he just woke up and fell asleep.

The strange thing is that the shaking under his body has not stopped, probably because his illness made him lose the concept of time.

Consciously again, someone poured something into his mouth.

Feng Lou subconsciously opened his mouth, and was immediately choked by the bitter and astringent medicine soup, coughing non-stop.

He was already weak, and this time he almost coughed out his lungs.

The person who fed him thought he hadn't regained consciousness, and began to complain to his companions: "What on earth is the master thinking? Why do you have to take such a sick person back? Because of him, not only is the trip severely delayed, but I'm afraid there will be encounters along the way." Lots of dangers..."

"Speak less, do you dare to guess the master's mind randomly? Do you want to die?"

The person who spoke last slowed down his tone, and continued: "His father is only an official in a single city, and he can't control other places. We can always go back safely."

After speaking, the two continued to give him medicine.

Feng Lou couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or happy, it seemed that he didn't have to die for the time being.

But the next trip made him start to feel a little scared.

Except for the first few days, he was always locked under the carriage, and his injured leg did not receive good treatment. The more he walked, the more "blatant" these people became.

Everywhere he went, there was always someone to meet him, and he no longer needed to be under the car, and even the quality of food and medicine had been improved.

Ever since he became conscious, these people spoke barbaric language... Fenglou realized that something was wrong.

Before suppressing the bandits, they did a lot of investigations, but they didn't find that the bandits were barbarians.

Right now, there is obviously a connection between the two, could it be - the more Feng Lou thought about it, the more frightened he became.

After walking on the road for more than two months, the group walked from Dancheng in the south to Qinguan in the north.

After Fenglou recovered, he began to be drugged.

The dose was small, but he was groggy almost all day, and escape was out of the question.

Thinking that his father must have thought that he was buried in Guiling, he probably would not have thought that he was taken all the way back to the barbaric land, and naturally he would not come to rescue him, he could only rely on himself and take one step at a time.

On the night of arriving at Qinguan, the barbarian who seemed to be the leader of the group came to his room.

The other party made a standard Chinese salute, and looked like a well-mannered Han.

Feng Lou looked at him coldly, the man sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said: "Mr. Treat him with the highest courtesy."

"No, I just want to know what you are going to do."

"Young master's talent, we have heard about it in Jieba, so the master must not be willing to waste your talent."

Feng Lou heard a little meaning, and sneered: "Why do you think that I will work for your barbarians? It's just fantastic."

The man was not angry either, and seemed to have a plan in mind, and did not argue with him about this.

Or maybe it's because I'm about to return to my hometown, and I'm in a good mood when this kind of "escape" days are coming to an end.

Before leaving, the other party put the drug into the teacup in front of him.

"Please, Mr. He."

Feng Lou looked at the other party indifferently, staring at the other party until he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, so he ended up drinking the teacup in one gulp.

The other party stared at his Adam's apple, saw it sliding up and down, and walked out of the room.

Feng Lou stared at the closed door, and after a few breaths, he quickly scratched his throat and vomited out a little bit of brown tea.

He frowned, not knowing how effective the medicine he drank would be.

When he woke up the next day, Feng Lou clenched his fists, and felt a little more at ease. It seemed that these people had really let down their vigilance. Yesterday's medicine was less than before, and he vomited some more. still.

He had already made up his mind that Qinguan was the best time to escape.

Everything went smoothly at first, but when he was approaching the post house, he suddenly shot and injured the person in the carriage, and then ran down quickly.

A pawn came out, Fenglou pulled him and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and report! The barbarian spies have entered the city! I am the son of the governor of Shancheng, He Fenglou, the captain of Zhaowu school!"

The pawn was stunned for a moment, then hurried inside.

At the same time, Jieba's group stood outside and dared not come in.

Fenglou's leg injury has not yet healed, and he ran in with the last of his strength.

No matter whether the government can catch these people or not, they will definitely not dare to tie themselves up now, so they support the colonnade to breathe a sigh of relief.

By the time he noticed the wind behind him, it was already too late.

Feng Lou fell down without a sound, and the man in black behind him hugged him up.

A few people standing outside the door hurried in, and they froze in place after being coldly glanced at by the man.

The leader tremblingly wanted to receive the punishment, but was choked back coldly by the other party: "A bunch of trash! Go back and settle accounts with you!"

If Feng Lou is still conscious at this moment, he must be able to recognize the owner of this voice in no time.

After Feng Lou became aware of the familiar shaking, he sighed secretly in his heart.

He didn't expect that all the people in the Qinguan Posthouse had spies to expose the people.

"Wake up? Eat something when you wake up."

Familiar words, familiar voice, a huge surprise hit Feng Lou suddenly.

He opened his eyes with a "chuckle", and sure enough, he saw the familiar profile of the man.

This time, the other party didn't wear that ghost "□□".

Feng Lou was hit by great joy, he knew that this person definitely still loves him!

"Wei Feng, you saved me? How did you know I was kidnapped?"

As soon as he moved, he pulled the shoulder and neck that had been hit, and immediately "hissed".

But none of that matters now.

Feng Lou took Wei Feng's hand and told him all the news he had obtained in the past two months: "I was arrested when I went to suppress the bandits. It should be that they are pretending to be bandits! Hurry up and write a letter and report to the court. They have responded a lot along the way! I suspect that they have already planted a lot of nails in our place. There must be a big move, and the court must step up Guard!"

After Feng Lou finished speaking, he waited for Wei Feng to reply him "OK".

But the other party's eyes became more and more strange.

There was a chill in his heart, and he let go of the other's hand unconsciously.

But Wei Feng turned around and grabbed his hand, "No hurry, I will report."

Although Fenglou still felt something was wrong, he managed to show a smile.

The strange look on Wei Feng's face seemed to shake for a moment, making him suspect that there was something wrong with his eyes.

But soon he realized that it wasn't him who had a problem.

After walking for a long time, the carriage finally stopped, and the carriage was knocked twice from the outside.

Wei Feng opened the car door and jumped down.

The Jieba man who looked like a Han passed by, Feng Lou subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

He leaned over slowly, hesitated for a long time, and then pushed the carriage away with a "slap"——Wei Feng and the Jieba man turned their heads and looked over.

He looked around and found that apart from a few new faces in this team, it was still the team that hijacked him to come to the Northland.

As if he couldn't believe it, Feng Lou quickly sat back.

After a while, Wei Feng came back.

Feng Lou raised his head, piercing his eyes straight at the other party, "Who are you...?"

"What? You don't know who I am?"

The man held Wei Feng's face, pinched his chin with his thumb and forefinger, and forced him to raise his head.

"You kept calling my name when you cried happily under/under me."

Feng Lou stared at the other party as if he couldn't believe it.

He clenched his back molars tightly, and the veins on his neck were all over the place.

The cabin was dead silent.

Feng Lou gradually calmed down, at least on the surface.

He shook his head wantonly, got rid of the man's fingers, leaned back against the wall of the car, gracefully folded his arms, narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and glanced slightly sideways, all of which were familiar amorous feelings.

"Heh! You are a Jieba person? What? You can't forget the taste of my son? You came all the way to rob me?"

After all, he even leisurely blew on his round nails, the white fingertips were slightly red.

Wei Feng's eyes slid from his face to his Adam's apple, and stopped on his reddish fingertips.

Familiar flames rose up, and desire/desire was ignited deep in the black eyes.

With this appearance, Wei Feng seems to be completely unable to hide his desire/desire.

At that time, Feng Lou deliberately teased people, seeing the man's dark eyes and wanting to swallow him, but he could only bear it until he went home.

The wooden door of the hut was violently pushed open, and he was pressed against the door, and fiery kisses sprayed down, setting them both on fire.

......

"Pooh!"

Feng Lou spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and raised one corner of his mouth in disdain, "Did I let you kiss me? Dog."

As soon as these three words came out, Feng Lou froze immediately.

He turned his eyes away, unwilling to look at each other again.

Ten days later, they returned to Jieba's royal city—Cuicheng.

Everyone who saw Wei Feng called him "Second Prince". The Wei Feng who once fell in love with Feng Lou never existed.

"General Wei"?Heh, the imperial court is really getting worse and worse, and the prince who was exposed turned into a general?

Feng Lou was locked up like a canary in a cage.

Wei Feng hadn't shown up since he came back, but someone found him.