Legend of the Orchid

It has been three days since Li Zhonglan woke up, fortunately Zhao Guangyi ordered the army to rest and reorganize, otherwise Li Zhonglan would have to suffer from the bumps even in a coma.

At dusk that day, he opened his eyes and found that Qi Wang Zhao Tingmei was discussing matters with the court. He only heard Zhao Tingmei say to his nephew: "If you take advantage of the chaos and kill him, you can replace him."

Zhao Tingjie pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The overall situation is uncertain, and the morale of the army cannot be shaken. It is more important to fight against the outside world than to secure the inside."

"Zhaoer, you are wrong!" Zhao Tingmei said disapprovingly, "Duke Huan of Qi achieved hegemony because of Annei first, Emperor Han Jing also had the heyday of Emperor Wu because of Annei first, and your father is a master of Annei, the current emperor Even more so!"

It was the first time Li Zhonglan heard Zhao Tingmei mention Zhao Guangyi in such a tone, and he couldn't help being quite surprised. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that Zhao Tingmei was moved to kill the king, and he was even more surprised.

In his heart, Zhao Tingmei has always been a quiet man who only loves romance and loves nothing but aloof from the world. How could he suddenly become so hostile and covet imperial power so much?

Li Zhonglan only thought for a moment, and his temples ached, forcing him to give up thinking. Zhao Tingmei's sharp eyes saw that Li Zhonglan had awakened, and immediately leaned forward and came to the other side.

Zhao Tingjie blocked his uncle with a stride, sat on the edge of the bed, and said to his fourth uncle, "Lan'er is mine."

Zhao Ting nodded and sighed: "I also believe in Mr. Li."

He exchanged a few more pleasantries and left.

After Zhao Tingmei left, Li Zhonglan lay on the bed and asked puzzledly: "When did King Qi become a faction with you? Does he also want to be king?"

Zhao Tingjie leaned down, looked at Zhong Lan's face, and found that the other's complexion was still very poor, so he said gently but decisively: "This is not your business, the most important thing is to take good care of your body."

Li Zhonglan pouted, dissatisfied with Zhao Tingjie's answer, and said to herself, "I thought King Qi was not interested in power. Could it be that my intuition is wrong?"

Zhao Tingjie smiled slightly, scraped the tip of the little fox's cold nose, and taught: "If someone puts a knife on your neck, you will resist, right? The only thing that can change a kind person is chilling. "

Li Zhonglan curled her lips, narrowed her peach blossom eyes, and said infinitely sadly: "I used to be very disappointed."

Zhao Tingjie burst out laughing. He stroked Zhong Lan's face and said brazenly, "But you haven't changed, you still love me so much."

Li Zhonglan was at a loss for words, and sadly found that Ting Jie was telling the truth. As long as Ting Jie coaxed him, he would soften his heart. Sometimes the other party even needed to be cold to him, and he would post it on his own initiative. Alas, he really has no status at all.

"I don't want to talk to you, go away!" Li Zhonglan said angrily, feeling very embarrassed.

Zhao Tingjie frowned slightly, his starry eyes revealed a sense of playfulness, and he pretended to be angry: "You said this, then I'm leaving."

After all, he made a gesture to get up, as if he was about to leave.

Li Zhonglan opened her eyes wide in panic, trying to shout out from her throat: "Tingjie..."

The big demon king who had already reached the door of the tent turned around and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"

The little fox bit her lip and said coquettishly in frustration: "I'm hungry!"

Zhao Tingjie gave a faint "Oh" and walked out of the tent as usual. Li Zhonglan thought that the other party had really left, and his mood fell to the bottom instantly. They hadn't quarreled for a long time, and now they had another cold war, which made him very uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Tingjie went back to the tent and said to Li Zhonglan, "Be patient for a while, and someone will come to deliver food right away."

Only then did Li Zhonglan become happy, and Taohua's eyes flashed with unconcealable joy.Forget it, he thought, if he was determined by the court in this life, he would admit it too.

Zhao Tingjie sat back on the edge of the bed again, wrapped Li Zhonglan tightly with the quilt, then hugged her into his arms, and began to gently bite the little fox Bai Nen's earballs.

Not long after, an attendant came in with a tray on which there was a bowl of porridge, a small dish of rabbit meat and a dish of pickles. Zhong Lan saw that it was not Jin Yan, so she asked, "Where is Jin Yan?"

"The leg is broken, and it is being treated." Zhao Tingjie said.

The attendant put the dinner on the table, Zhao Tingjie waved him out, then he sat down at the table with Li Zhonglan in his arms, and began to feed the little fox.

"When the battle is over, let Jinyan marry Diexiang!" Li Zhonglan said while drinking porridge.

"You really care about other people's affairs." Zhao Tingjie smiled slightly.

"That's natural. Isn't it great that lovers get married eventually?" Li Zhonglan said sourly. He didn't know what happened today, and there was some resentment in his tone.

Zhao Tingjie's hand holding the chopsticks froze. He wanted to say something to comfort Zhong Lan, but thousands of words came to his mind, and in the end there was only an affectionate sentence: "Lan'er, I will not betray you!"

Li Zhonglan's heart moved, she felt that she was making trouble for no reason, in fact, marriage was just a ceremony for him and Ting Jie, even if they couldn't get married in their lifetime, it was no longer important.

He stopped talking, finished his meal obediently, and was quietly carried back to the bed by Zhao Tingjie. At this moment, he suddenly became suspicious: "Is the battle over?"

"The fight was over long ago, and the Liao army on Baima Ridge was completely wiped out." Zhao Tingjie said lightly.

"Then... Yelu Diliehe... did his son escape or was he captured?" Li Zhonglan didn't feel ashamed to call Yeluwa brother by name directly, fearing that the court would be jealous.

Zhao Tingjie looked into Li Zhonglan's eyes calmly, and said calmly, "They're all dead."

Li Zhonglan exclaimed in surprise, when he thought of the dark-skinned young man suddenly becoming a dead body, his chest felt a little sore, especially the young man was so enthusiastic and lively, with such a bright smile, why did he suddenly die?

Zhong Lan frowned sadly, tears flickered in his eyes, he let out a heavy breath from his chest, and sighed: "War is so cruel!"

Ting Jie stared fixedly at Zhong Lan, Zhong Lan's nose was sore, and his eye sockets couldn't bear the weight of tears. He tried hard to keep his eyes open to keep the tears from rolling down. He didn't want to appear so sentimental, but he did It's that kind of person.

"Actually, the Liao soldiers were also forced to fight. It didn't do them any good." Li Zhonglan sniffled and choked up.

Zhao Tingjie bent down, wiped away the tears from Zhonglan's cheeks with his rough fingertips, and said slowly: "It's really not good for ordinary soldiers, and they cost their lives, but for upper-class nobles like Yelu Dilie, Occupying the land and enslaving the Han people will bring them more benefits, and if they want something, they must pay a corresponding price, so they don't regret dying."

Li Zhonglan wanted to defend Brother Yeluwa, but what Zhao Tingjie said was perfect, he couldn't refute it, and what Tingjie said now was right in his eyes, so he could only lie obediently and shed tears quietly.

Zhao Tingjie recalled that on the battlefield three days ago, he personally killed a young Liao army soldier, but he was not sure whether the opponent was Yelu Wage or Liao general Yelusha's son Yeludeli. He was afraid that Zhonglan would ask him what happened to Yeluwage Fortunately, Zhong Lan was only concerned with sentimentality and didn't ask more questions.

Li Zhonglan woke up just in time, the next day the Song army went on the northern expedition again, it was already late March, the temperature was getting warmer, and during the march, clusters of goose-yellow flowers of winter jasmine spread far away, everything seemed to herald a good future ending.