Give you a spring

Ping Wei snatched a carriage on the street, loosened the rope connecting the carriage, and quickly got on the horse.

"You go to the yamen to find Guan Yue," he lowered his head and looked sharply at He Zhou who was still there, and walked away after seeing him nodding.

Wanbaotang is a distance away from the other courtyard where they lived, about two streets away, Pingwei urged people to get out of the way, and will arrive after half a stick of incense.

Dust was flying in front of him, and the former courtyard had been blown to the ground at this moment. The onlookers looked at him in panic, and no one dared to approach him.

Taking a deep breath, Ping Wei slowly walked into that area after dismounting.

Even if Liang Jingzhao died, he had to find his body and bring it back to Linjing.

It was he who called the other party over.

It was he who forgot to tell Liang Jingzhao that there might be a problem with the house, and he didn't expect that the other party would come back today.

It's all his fault.

Pingwei squatted down and began to dig up piles of broken wood with his bare hands.

What Jingzhao saw when he arrived at the other courtyard was such a scene - Pingwei squatted on the ground alone in the ruins billowing with smoke, with his head lowered and curled up together, as if he was trying to find something. Feeling very flustered and remorseful.

He froze for a moment, ran over and asked softly, "What...what's the matter? Are you not injured?"

His question was very unusual. Ping Wei was exhausted, and all he thought about was how to explain to General Liang. If even the corpses were blown up, how would he go back to Linjing? For a long time, there was no hope at all, and when I was about to despair, a familiar voice suddenly came from my ear——

Ping Wei's legs softened, and his squatting body leaned forward.

Jingzhao's eyelids twitched, and he quickly bent over to support him, looking at his knees, "Are you all right, what's wrong? Did you lose something? I didn't expect how the good other courtyard would be blown up."

"..." Ping Wei turned his head sideways, and Young Master Liang realized that the other party's eyes were red. He was shocked, and subconsciously let go of the hand on Ping Wei's shoulder. Pressing it down, he knelt down and looked at the other party seriously, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Pingwei was still in a daze. He looked at Jingzhao fixedly, felt the heat on his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth turned up, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, so he asked softly, "Liang Jingzhao... .Where did you go?"

"I went to Tongfu Restaurant for dinner," Young Master Liang replied, "I came back around noon, and wanted to go back to the other courtyard to take a shower before looking for you, but there was no one there, and your luggage was empty." Not here, and I just happened to be a little hungry, so I plan to eat something and come to you again."

"Then why don't you go to Wanbaotang?"

"Haven't we eaten Wanbaotang? The food I packed at Tongfu Restaurant that day was quite delicious, so I wanted to eat it again." Liang Jingzhao blinked, seeing that the expression on the other person's face was very strange, and frowned, "What the hell? Yes, it happened during the two days I was away..." He didn't finish, because Pingwei suddenly tilted his knees and put his hands on the broken wood in front of him, Young Master Liang's eyelids twitched, and he grabbed him arm, raised the volume, "Dirty, put it on top, are you okay?! It's rare to see you like this."

"It's okay," Ping Wei turned his head away from him, and Jing Zhao realized that the other party's forehead was covered with sweat. He calmed down, silently sorted out some things in his mind, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Well," Ping Wei calmed down, looked up and smiled at him, the two walked out of the ruins, and saw Guan Yue and He Zhou rushing over, Guan Yue also looked anxious, after seeing that both of them were fine Clearly relieved, he strode up to Jingzhao, "I was scared to death just now when I heard the explosion, I thought..."

He was worried all the way, his heart was beating extremely fast when he rode the horse over, and he was a little annoyed after seeing the two people who were safe and sound. He said bluntly, "Did you just escaped in Fengdu, or what?"

Liang Jingzhao smiled. He already understood the reason for their gaffe. To be honest, he didn't get along with the two of them for long, but he didn't expect to be remembered like this. He was a little touched, and said softly, "I just came back at noon. I'm a little hungry. Go eat first."

"So food saved you?" Guan Yue listened to him speechlessly. It might be a bit ridiculous to put this on someone else, but Liang Jingzhao believed everything he said.

"Yes," Jing Zhao replied with a smile.

The two were chatting here, and He Zhou walked up to Pingwei, seeing that he had no other injuries except dirty spots, so he stretched out his arms to hug him, but Pingwei took a step back, speaking in a soft voice. , "Don't, my hand hurts."

Hearing this, He Zhou immediately grabbed his hand - and saw that Pingwei's ten beautiful fingers were more or less damaged, and one finger was even bleeding.

"How did you do it?" He Zhou frowned and asked coldly.

"I want to find the buried Liang Jingzhao..." Ping Wei saw the anger in his eyebrows, and quickly comforted him softly, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt too much, just go back and bandage it."

He Zhou didn't answer, and glanced at Jingzhao who was still talking to Guan Yue without leaving a trace, then turned his head to look at Pingwei, grabbed his slender wrist without any explanation, and forcibly dragged him away, "We'll go back now Inn."

"Hmmm... I have to interrogate the treasurer of Wanbaotang later, and the person who ignited the gunpowder has not been caught yet..." Ping Wei wanted to break free from his hand, but He Zhou was on the verge of rage now, he He didn't want to irritate the other party anymore, so he could only rub the back of his hand gently against the other party's hand, "He Zhou..."

Guan Yue next to him noticed the movement of these two people, saw Ping Wei's injured finger, and immediately stood by He Zhou's side, saying, "Your Highness, go back and bandage the wound first, and I'll interrogate Su Yu, as for the one who lit Zha The person who took the medicine...Liang Jingzhao will also arrest him."

He looked at Young Master Liang next to him, who nodded.

"Su Yu?" Ping Wei was stunned for a moment, "Is that shopkeeper Su Yu?"

"Yes, You Buqing explained everything," Guan Yue replied.

Ping Wei pondered for a while, still thinking about what needs to be done, but He Zhou tugged his hand impatiently, he raised his head quickly and said, "Then you guys go ahead and do it first, I'll come to the Yamen to look for it later. you."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Zhou couldn't wait to take him away.

Before Guan Yue could answer, he and Liang Jingzhao stood at the same spot, watching Ping Wei being carried on a horse by He Zhou as if being hijacked, and they rode away quickly together.

Liang Jingzhao was stunned for a while, but he still didn't realize the special relationship between Ping Wei and Brother He, so he turned his head and looked at Guan Yue suspiciously, "Are they like this..."

Guan Yue glanced at him, and prevaricated, "What is it? Don't worry about it so much, let's go, let's catch Donghu's spies back to the Yamen first."

"Oh..." Jing Zhao obediently followed behind him, mounted the horse that Ping Wei had left behind, and ran towards Wan Bao Tang together with him.

Ping Wei also said the same thing to He Zhou right away, he is now embraced by He Zhou, and the other party is close to him, and he can almost feel the rise and fall of the chest of the person behind him, He Zhou put his left hand around his waist, Grasping the horse rope with his right hand, the two of them rode slowly along the street in a very ambiguous posture.

Ping Wei's face was very red, although sometimes He Zhou would deliberately make some intimate moves in front of others, but in broad daylight the two of them rode a horse together and walked through the streets ostentatiously...

"Can you ride faster?" He turned his head to the side, and during this period accidentally met the eyes of several curious pedestrians below, and asked in a low voice.

"There are a lot of people," He Zhou casually refused while touching his waist.

"...But my hand hurts," Ping Wei saw that he did not agree, and brought up another reason.

Now He Zhou reacted, he moved the horse rope to make the speed faster, and at the same time turned his head and bit Pingwei's ear.

"What's wrong?" Ping Wei felt the pain, and reached out to touch his face.

"You just left me at Wanbaotang," He Zhou said in a muffled voice, "you still hurt your hand in such a hurry to find him."

Ping Wei was silent for a while, turned to look at him, and said softly, "I thought Liang Jingzhao was killed in the house, and I thought I must find the body and give General Liang an explanation."

"How could he die so easily," He Zhou said disapprovingly, "and even if he died..." it was his bad luck.

He Zhou didn't finish his sentence, but Pingwei guessed what he was going to say, he was a little helpless, and withdrew his hand, but He Zhou grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and kissed the somewhat dirty palm, resting his chin on Pingwei's shoulder, Silence.

"What's wrong?" Ping Wei felt that he was clingier than usual, and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

"Ah."

"Don't be like this," Ping Wei turned his head, facing the people on the street, and rubbed He Zhou's hand on his waist with the back of his hand, "You are much more important than him."

The corners of He Zhou's mouth rose slightly, "I know."

"Are you still angry?"

"I just want you to promise me something."

"What's the matter?" Ping Wei's heart rang out, and he remembered what he did with the other party on Xishui Street in Linjing City last time.

The smile in He Zhou's eyes deepened, he tilted his head and kissed Ping's slightly smooth neck, and whispered something in his ear.

I don't know what the words were, anyway, Pingwei froze immediately after hearing it, and said without hesitation, "No, no."

"Just play for a while." He Zhou kept dropping soft kisses on his neck flatteringly, and then stuck out his tongue to lick it. "You must be beautiful like that."

.....Ping Wei didn't think he would like a man who was said to be beautiful, so he said concisely while avoiding He Zhou, "No."

He Zhou lowered his eyelids, "Alright then."

"Is it so easy to talk this time?"

He Zhou hooked the corner of his mouth, leaned on his shoulder and said, "No, I think something will happen soon so that I can convince you better."

"..." Ping Wei stopped talking.

After arriving at the inn, He Zhou got off his horse first, then opened his arms to him, Pingwei said helplessly, "I can get off by myself."

He Zhou didn't speak, but stared at him stubbornly.

Ping Wei glanced around and saw that there were not many people around, so he obediently asked him to carry him off the horse.

Then He Zhou forcefully carried him into the inn again, Ping Wei felt that he was like some kind of fragile and precious porcelain, being properly hidden in his arms, frankly speaking, he really liked He Zhou who cared about him like this, but... ...It's too eye-catching. Ping Wei has an outstanding appearance. Usually, many people would stare at him, but now he has received a lot of curious eyes.

He buried his face in He Zhou's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "This is not an example."

There was a smile in He Zhou's eyes. If he wasn't afraid that he would get angry, he might still kiss his hair in front of so many people, and said happily, "It doesn't matter if you are seen."

"Why?" Ping Wei asked, isn't he very possessive?

"Anyway, they can only watch, and they can't kiss and touch like me..." He Zhou stopped just right, hinting at what happened to the two of them this morning, Ping Wei's cheeks were flushed, and he bit it The other party's neck, "Shut up, are you in the room yet?"

"Here we are," He Zhou gently kicked open the door, put the person on the bed before closing the door, took out some gauze and medicine powder from the package he brought, knelt by the bed, and asked Ping Wei to extend his hand.

He brought a bowl of water, helped Pingwei clean his hands briefly, then wiped them clean with gauze, sprinkled the medicine powder carefully, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Ping Wei liked being treated so carefully, and couldn't help but bend his eyebrows at him.

He Zhou responded, and quickly helped him bandage up. Pingwei's ten fingers were all wrapped in gauze. He looked at it, "It seems to affect me a little."

"Whatever you mean, I can help you with bathing, dressing, eating, etc." He Zhou sat beside him, kissed his face, and said softly.

"Could you just use this to get me to agree to what happened just now?" Ping looked at him with a smile, "I don't want to dress like that."

"It's very nice," He Zhou hugged him tenderly, leaned over to kiss his lips, and flattered him, "You should accept it first, and you can honor it later."

Ping Wei smiled while dodging, "Can it be cashed in after a few years?"

"No." He Zhou pinched his waist, "I'm sure you will be more enthusiastic than usual when you see you like that."

Ping Wei was tickled by him, "I can't stand you anymore."

"But aren't you very comfortable?" He Zhou whispered softly, lowering his head to kiss his collarbone, "Every time I do it..."

"Let's talk about it," Ping Wei interrupted him, "Now is not the time to do this kind of thing, we have to go to the Yamen to find Guan Yue."

"Then you promise me first," He Zhou said obstinately.

"Okay," Ping Wei touched his face, and replied helplessly, "Go and get a piece of clothing, I want to change this one."

"En." He Zhou got a satisfactory answer and walked quickly.