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Zhou Tang heard Luo Ping's words, closed his eyes in peace, and fell asleep again.It's just that he was clutching the sleeve of the little master's sleeve in his hand, and the fabric was wrinkled into a ball, and Luo Ping couldn't move even if he wanted to.

He was satisfied, but Luo Ping couldn't find peace in his heart.

What did Zhou Tang want to express in his unconscious words?What did he see in the dream?What kind of result does he want to have by "restarting"?

Luo Ping guarded Zhou Tang all night, thinking a lot, but he didn't seem to clear anything up.

At dawn, Zhou Tang's high fever has subsided, but he has no intention of waking up.There was no movement outside the camp, probably Fang Jin had told him not to disturb him.

Seeing Zhou Tang's fingers refusing to let go, Luo Ping smiled wryly, tore off his sleeves, got up and left the tent.

Fang Jin was training, and the soldiers were very focused, but their morale was obviously low.After all, this was the first fiasco suffered by their rookie team, and their coach was seriously injured and hadn't shown up for several days.

Luo Ping came to Fang Jin's side: "Zhongli."

Fang Jin kept his eyes on the school field: "Is he better?"

"Your life should be fine, just rest for a few days, cough... I will trouble you to take care of it in the future."

"What about you? You want to leave right now?" Fang Jin turned to look at him, noticing his red eyes and torn cuffs, and frowned slightly, "Mu Quan, when will you recover from your illness?"

"Me? Xiao Fenghan, in a few days..."

"I'm not talking about your body." Fang Jin interrupted him, "You clearly can't let go of him for a moment, do you have to torture yourself like this? He is your heart disease, when will you be cured?"

Luo Ping pursed his lips, his face seemed even paler.Fang Jin knew that what he said was a bit serious, and couldn't help but want to help him, but Luo Ping took a step back and said: "He is not my heart disease."

Fang Jin's hand stopped in mid-air.

"He's in my heart...not a tormenting injury." The wind and sand curled up his long messy hair, blinding his eyes so that he didn't see the figure staggering out of the camp in the distance.

Zhou Tang in this life is to goug out those rotten flesh, and then grow new flesh layer by layer. It hurts, but as long as he doesn't let this wound be exposed, one day, he will have nothing else to do. That day, it will be fine.

The corners of Luo Ping's lips curled into a gentle arc: "Zhongli, he is a good medicine for all my illnesses..."

There was a sudden pause in the footsteps behind him, and Luo Ping noticed it. Just as he turned around, he was suddenly hit by a strong force and hit the flagpole behind him.A pair of arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, shaking so hard.

"Luoping..."

"it's me."

"How dare you leave without saying goodbye?!"

Zhou Tang's fist brushed past his ear, hit the innocent flagpole, half of his sleeve brushed against Luo Ping's cheek.

Originally, he wanted to hit Luo Ping in the face with this punch, but he changed his mind temporarily.Probably because of the last sentence I heard, or because of the hand caressing his hair at this moment.

When he first woke up, he felt that something was wrong.

He remembered that he had a very long and cold dream, but he couldn't remember what happened in the dream.Did the little master talk to him?Was that a dream scene, or real?

His mind was in confusion for too long, and he couldn't tell the difference at all, until he found the sleeve in his hand.

The torn sleeve still has a familiar smell, so what about that person?

My heart suddenly filled with joy, and then suddenly fell to nothing.He hurried out to look for it, even ignoring his slovenly image in front of the soldiers.

He finally saw the man.

Said the voice on the wind, "He is the cure for all my sicknesses."

Within reach is the warm skin of the little master. After shouting that question, Zhou Tang lost his voice, and just greedily looked at this man who was already half a head shorter than him.

When he was a child, he hugged his waist like this, and felt that this person was tall and gentle, like a god that belonged only to him.

But now, he could completely embrace this god in his arms.

Don't be afraid he will run away.

Looking into Zhou Tang's eyes, Luo Ping could feel the depth and heat in them: "I didn't leave without saying goodbye."

"..." Zhou Tang's eyes flickered.

"General!"

"The general is fine!"

Excited voices from the soldiers came from the school grounds. Seeing that the general seemed to be in high spirits, their spirits rose.Soon, someone found Luo Ping, who was restrained by his own general.

"Oh? Who is that?"

"What's going on? Who made the general angry?"

"Hey, who is that person, let's die!"

"Shut up!" Zhou Tang scolded, finally realizing the problem of the occasion, let go of Luo Ping's arm, and pulled him up to the tent, "Come with me!" Then the other party said, "Military teacher, why don't you For training!"

The soldiers immediately fell silent, and Fang Jin calmed down, looked at the crumbling flagpole and said, "The general's supernatural power... come here, and change the flagpole."

General Dingbei forcibly dragged him away in full view.

When they took pictures of Zhou Tang's arrogance, only Luo Ping saw his reddened ears.

Zhou Tang felt refreshed, the pain in his chest was gone, the bleeding had stopped, and the bones had healed.

So he started asking the teacher: "Why, did the little emperor treat you badly? Why are you willing to lose your official power in the capital and come to my poor village?"

"I heard that the general is seriously injured, so I'm here to deliver medicine."

Zhou Tang felt relieved, the medicine was delivered well and in time.Glancing at the respectful young master twice, seeing his thin white wrists exposed by his torn cuffs, and seeing his slightly reddish cheeks, Zhou Tang's heart moved, and he coughed lightly:

"You have made meritorious service in delivering the medicine. For the time being, stay by my general's side. This general will reward you well."

"Thank you, General, for your love, but there are still unresolved matters in Luoping Jingzhong, so I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for long."

Zhou Tang was stunned, and said angrily: "There is nothing to let go! Isn't it just right for King Ning and the little emperor to fight to the death! What else do you want to get involved in!" What is more important than me!

"General, don't be willful. There is still some time before you return to Beijing. You can't make mistakes at this time."

"If I just don't let you go back!" Zhou Tang snorted coldly.

Luo Ping looked up at him, with a smile in his eyes: "You won't." You are my student, and you wouldn't do such a careless thing. No one knows your Lingyun ambition better than me...

Seeing the gentle smile of the little master, most of Zhou Tang's anger went away again.

Yes, he was just throwing a temper tantrum, but he didn't want him to go, it was sincere.

"When are you going to leave?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow?! Aren't you going to wait for me to recover!"

"The general broke the flagpole with a punch just now, so I think it's nothing serious."

"Luo Ping!" Zhou Tang's face darkened suddenly, "You don't take me seriously!"

"The subordinate dare not."

"No, you really owe a lesson! You must be punished!"

"How does the general want to punish?"

"Military law!...No, the family law of the palace!...No..." Zhou Tang finally thought of it after deliberating for a long time, "This general punishes you as a military prostitute!"

"..."

"To serve this general alone! Two days!" Zhou Tang quickly added.

"...It seems that the general is really safe."

Luo Ping didn't ask Zhou Tang if he remembered the phrase "start again".

When Zhou Tang blushed and grabbed his skirt and kissed him, he didn't refuse.

The life in the battlefield made Zhou Tang's outline more mature, the edges and corners of his lips became a bit cold and hard, and the oppressive breath became more and more like that king back then.

It's just that that person's kiss back then was domineering and undeniable, but now the person hugging him is cautious.

If "military prostitutes" could have such treatment, Luo Ping thought, it would be considered happiness.

Luo Ping was slightly drunk in his head, and he couldn't help responding to Zhou Tang.Zhou Tang was stunned for a moment, and then there was an overwhelming plunder.

Breathing hot passion, Zhou Tang kissed the corners of his lips and neck, and stroked his heart with his palm.He stroked Luo Ping's rapid heartbeat, not the feeling of staying out of it, but really responding to his beating.

"Little master...you wait for me to return to Beijing..."

"Um……"

Looking at the young master's face stained with lust, Zhou Tang felt that he was about to burn, and his throat felt dry.

"Little master, I can't take it anymore...I want to go in...give it to me..."

Zhou Tang supported Luo Ping by the side of the bed, looking at him with eyes full of longing and pain.

Luo Ping sighed, feeling a little emotional, one hand rested lightly on the bandage on his chest, the other embraced him and leaned forward: "...be careful of the wound..."

Zhou Tang's mind went blank for a moment.The little master agreed!He actually agreed!

The tearing pain made Luo Ping groan, and he tightly grabbed the mattress under his body.Although Zhou Tang had roughly dilated, he still bled, which was to be expected.

"Little, little master, I'm sorry...I don't..." Zhou Tang apologized in a panic, and hurriedly pulled away in fright.

"No need..." Luo Ping stopped him, the red at the end of his eyes became deeper, "It's okay..."

"Hmm..." Zhou Tang was wrapped in the hot inner wall, and was extremely comfortable. Hearing what the little master said, he didn't care about anything anymore and indulged his desires.

Luo Ping passed out halfway.This is also to be expected.

After Zhou Tang was satisfied, he cleaned up the two of them clumsily.He knew that the little master had a fever, but he really couldn't control himself.

He wanted this person so much that he almost hated him.

"Let's punish you like this...Little master, who do you think is more cruel than the other..."

Zhou Tang hugged Luo Ping tightly from behind, put his forehead on the back of his neck, and kissed him carefully.

Same bed, different dreams.

Zhou Tang's recovery speed was very fast, and he could even go to the school field for training the next day.The military doctor was amazed by this, and after careful questioning, he found out that the wound medicine brought by the commoner youth had worked, and he was overwhelmed with admiration.

Luo Ping hurriedly said modestly: "This medicine is made by Master Xizhao, I'm just delivering medicine, but I don't have that ability. If it's really that powerful, I don't need to bother you doctor to treat me."

Zhou Tang's injury healed quickly, but his wind and cold got worse.

Zhou Tang advised him to rest for two more days, Luo Ping shook his head and said no.

Saying not to intervene, how can we really let go.The little emperor was isolated and helpless in Beijing, and Luo Ping was worried every day.King Ning's announcement was not wrong, he came and went like this for nearly two months, and the court was changing rapidly, so he was afraid that something would be wrong if he went back later.

This meant that he was going on a journey with illness again, but Zhou Tang couldn't resist him, so he summoned Rue Xiang who had been placed in the medicine hall in Yelang City, and ordered her to take care of Luo Ping's diet and medicine along the way.

Yun Xiang was very happy to see Luo Ping, but before she could say a few words of kindness to him, she was caught by Zhou Tang's warning eyes, and she immediately shrank aside and didn't dare to make trouble.

Luo Ping ignored him, and called Yun Xiang to get into the carriage together.

They left in a low-key manner, only Zhou Tang and Fang Jin came to see them off.

Before leaving, he told Zhou Tang: "Ask Zhongli more about the war. I can only talk about wars on paper, but he can be regarded as a strategist. Ting Ting is brave and loyal. After being a famous general, you can't treat him badly. Yes, don't favor the former Nanshan Army, Dingbei Army must treat everyone equally..."

Zhou Tang smiled: "Little master, you still said that you don't want to be my little master, and you are still not ambiguous at all when you teach me a lesson."

Luo Ping was startled, and realized that he had indeed lost his composure, the so-called old habits die hard...

Zhou Tang stared at his bewildered face, and suddenly leaned forward and kissed him.

Luo Ping blushed suddenly, pushed him away and said, "How decent!"

Rue Xiang pursed her lips and snickered in the car.

Zhou Tang deliberately glanced at Fang Jin, but Fang Jin remained calm, and only saluted Luo Ping: "Mu Quan, take care all the way."

Afterwards, Fang Jin repeatedly plotted to eradicate the three generals of Beiling one after another, knocking on the gate of the old city of Jin Geyuan again.

Due to the existence of the crossbow team under Meng Suda's command, the Dingbei Army and the Beiling Army have always been at a stalemate.The Dingbei army suffered a lot of hidden losses in the attack of the giant iron crossbow.

Zhou Tang couldn't bear it anymore, and sent Chi Ting's heavy troops to raid the Beiling Crossbow Team. Although there were many casualties and Ting Ting was also seriously injured, he finally destroyed all those crossbows, and even brought two back to melt into Hanxuan iron weapon.

Because of this, Zhou Tang awarded Ting Ting a first-class military merit and was promoted to be a school lieutenant.

While Dingbei Army was triumphant all the way, major events continued in Mocheng.

In just one year, the conflict between King Ning and the little emperor has intensified, and they are about to tear each other apart.

On this day, Luo Ping met the little emperor in front of the Zhenyang Hall.

The little emperor didn't want to see him at first, but after thinking about it, he announced him into the palace.

Luo Ping knelt down and saluted: "Your Majesty, why don't you marry me?"

Zhou Heng looked at him with sadness in his eyes: "Why don't you marry... It's fine if others don't know, Luo Qing, don't you either!"