General, the little emperor ran away [System]

He Ning didn't really faint, he just didn't know how to face Lin Zhao, after all he kicked his fiancée.

He closed his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking deeply, and he was indeed thinking deeply.

The system comforted him: "It's okay, you are self-defense, the general will not do anything to you."

He Ning didn't make a sound.

The system felt that his mood was not quite right, and asked tentatively: "What's wrong, did you get into trouble with General Lin? In fact, this matter has nothing to do with him." Although he was very reluctant, the little emperor was sensitive and delicate. Not letting him think too much, the system had no choice but to say a few good words for Lin Zhao.

He Ning wanted to be quiet but was annoyed by it, and felt embarrassed to want him to shut up, so he shook his head: "No, I was just thinking about something."

"What are you thinking about?" The system became interested, "So serious?"

He Ning gave a straight look: "Life is a major event!"

"What's wrong, you found your true love?" The system suddenly became full of fighting spirit, "Is it the little girl Lin Lan who was desperate to protect you just now?" Thinking about it carefully, it really meets He Ning's criteria for choosing a mate.

She knows how to take care of people, and there is no question of whether she looks up to He Ning or not because of her identity. The most important thing is that she is still a maid who has signed a contract of prostitution. It should be no pressure to convert into a wanted criminal by the court. The essence is similar.

However, General Lin ordered him to stay away from the little maids on the first day he entered the door. How to get close to cultivating feelings is a problem.

He Ning didn't say a word, but the system is already thinking about how to educate their son, and it must not teach a second He Ning!

"Don't add to the chaos, it's not that." He Ning felt that if the system wrote a storybook, it would be a big hit, with such a rich imagination.

"What's that? If I'm not right, then tell me I'm right." The system insisted on asking 1234 today. This kid always likes to hold back in his heart, just because he doesn't let it out, it's easy to cause problems. .

He Ning really didn't want to pay attention to it, so he squinted his eyes and pretended not to hear it.

System: "..." He mumbled and didn't know what he was complaining about, so he finally went to play games to vent his anger. Looking at all the faces, he felt like Jiang Yu, and shot him in the head!

After General Lin came back with him in his arms, he carefully took off his clothes before Doctor Lin came, turned his body back and forth to check that there were no other injuries on his body, and then exhaled.

But after seeing the redness and swelling on his face and ankles, his eyes were dimmed.

What's the use of him being beaten like this in the General's Mansion? !

It's no wonder that cutie doesn't want to get close to him, he asked for it.

Lin Zhao felt distressed and wanted to reach out to touch his face, but he still cared about the wound, so he only used his eyes to describe the past carefully over and over again.

He Ning, who was pretending to be asleep, could fully feel the hot gaze, but he never woke up, and his face became more dignified as he moved his hands and feet.

*****

The Jiang family has a son and a daughter, Jiang Yu also has an elder brother named Jiang Cheng, who is a standard playboy, the kind who goes around the brothel with a birdcage and drinks flower wine every day.

After Jiang Yu was sent back that day, Jiang's father was very angry when he heard the report from the guards of the general's mansion. Before the Lin family left, he ordered someone to fetch a whip, and scolded a woman who would show up in public if she didn't stay at home all day. Words like causing trouble sooner or later moved the family law.

The whip lashed Jiang Yu's back fiercely, and Jiang's mother cried and shouted but failed to stop Jiang's father's fury. For a while, the Jiang family was restless, and all the servants were afraid to approach them, fearing that they would hurt themselves.

The people from the Lin Mansion looked at it coldly for a while, and then left, making a fuss, and they didn't know who they were doing it for now.

Jiang's mother threw herself on Jiang Yu's body, crying hysterically: "Master, stop, stop quickly." She knelt on the ground and slapped her face with her hands, crying, "My fault, everything It's my fault, I didn't educate my daughter well, if you want to beat her, kill me first!"

Jiang's father whipped the whip twice again cruelly, and it cracked loudly: "I have already said, don't provoke that kid from the Lin family, but you just don't listen, now it's all right, if I don't beat her to death, someone will kill me! "

"Why, no, my cousin wouldn't do that!" Jiang Yu choked his neck and retorted, "My cousin must have been interested in that Nanchong on a whim, and he will be kicked out sooner or later. Only I, only I have the qualifications Become the mistress of the general's mansion."

Jiang's father's angry beard was trembling, and he bent his waist and whipped harder than a whip. Hearing Jiang's mother howling beside him, he angrily wished that Jiang's mother could be drawn in together: "It's not all about you, it's all about you!" You're used to it, I used to tell her to restrain herself and say she wouldn't listen, but now she's fine, causing trouble? Is Lin Zhao something we can offend?"

Jiang Cheng was urgently called back from the brothel by the housekeeper. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the scene of violent fighting. He was shocked. He immediately wanted to go out to see if the plaque of Jiang's mansion was still hanging on the door. He carefully avoided the powerful waving Whip, carefully asked: "Father, this is, what's wrong?"

He noticed that there were criss-crossed scars on Jiang Yu's back, and traces of blood seeped out. Jiang Yu herself was in pain and screamed several times, and couldn't say anything else, and her mother was crying out of breath. Take a breath and look at him rolling his eyes.

It was processed into a sudden feeling in my heart, I must know that although my father has a bad temper, but because of his mother's over-doting, he tried his best to obey his sister and never did anything.

Jiang Ben wanted to help his mother first, but was pushed by his mother to save his sister.

He looked at the continuous falling of the whip, and tried his best to carefully squat down and go to help her.

Unexpectedly, Jiang's father was already red-eyed, and he didn't even look at who was under the whip. He swung the whip with all his strength, and Jiang Cheng couldn't bear the beating. He ran away and shouted: "Father, what is going on here?" What’s the matter, if you hit me again, my sister will die!”

Jiang's father glared at Jiang Yu with red eyes: "Huh, if you kill her, it will be as if you didn't have this daughter, so as not to drag our whole family down."

His white beard was trembling with anger, and he glared at the mother and daughter on the ground with their hands behind their backs, and looked around angrily, causing everyone present to kneel down with a plop, trembling.

Jiang's father ordered in a gloomy voice: "Take the young lady to the ancestral hall, face the wall and think about it. If anyone dares to bring her food today, he will be taken care of by the family."

"Pa——" a whip was thrown on the ground, who dared to make a sound, after Jiang's father left, Jiang's mother burst into tears, and Jiang Yu was lying on the ground dying, with a paper full of paper. His little face, dripping with tears and snot, turned pale, and he took in less air and let out more air.

Mother Jiang grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand, shook her body and shouted: "Your father, your father is crazy, he wants to kill your sister.

Jiang Cheng was in pain from being pinched by her, and he tried his best to break free: "Mother, let me go first, I'll go check on my sister's injuries, don't grab me."

Jiang's mother was frightened by Jiang Yu's tragic situation. She couldn't hear what Jiang Cheng was saying at all, but subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes and murmured: "Your father is crazy, he is crazy."

Jiang Cheng watched Jiang Yu staring at him with his mouth open as if begging for help. His chapped lips were buzzing and bleeding. : "Go to the doctor quickly, the lady has fainted, what are you still doing?"

The ear-piercing scream finally brought Jiang's mother back to her senses. When she fixed her eyes on her daughter's tragedy, she suddenly let out a short scream, rolled her eyes and passed out.

Looking at his sleeves that were suddenly loosened, Jiang Cheng thought to himself what was going on, so he had to help his mother and hand it to the frightened little maid, and then went to check on his sister: "Xiaoxi ?” He looked at Jiang Yu, who was covered in bruises, and even picked him up for a while, not knowing where to start.

"Come back, young master, I've already passed out in the backyard." A little maid came forward tremblingly, her voice almost crying.

Of course the master wouldn't do anything to Xiaoxi himself, but Xiaoxi's injuries are definitely much worse than the young lady's, and I don't know if he can survive this time.

Jiang Cheng was taken aback, looking at the criss-crossed welts on Jiang Yu's back, and said to himself: "What the hell is going on, I want to beat people to death."

Even if she fainted and had to see a doctor, Jiang Cheng didn't dare to put Jiang Yu in her room, but called a few maidservants to carry it to the ancestral hall according to Jiang's father's order, and cleaned up a clean piece of paper. There is a mattress on the place, so it's time to think about it.

******

He Ning's injury was not serious. Under the gaze of General Lin, Imperial Physician Lin treated the little emperor's injury with the fastest action in his life. He didn't even dare to say the precautions. One step was left by Lin Zhao as a punching bag.

After applying the medicine, the face was refreshed and the burning pain was gone, and He Ning was really sleepy.

He couldn't figure out his own problem, so he was lazy to use his brain, and he simply tilted his head and fell asleep.

And Lin Zhao felt even more uncomfortable.

He was standing by the bed just now, staring at Imperial Physician Lin as he administered the medicine to the little emperor without blinking. Every time the little emperor frowned unconsciously and let out a cry of pain, his heart felt as if he was being rubbed and pressed hard by a big hand.

Soreness, numbness, and five senses.

He stretched out his hand to caress the little emperor's forehead, and gently brushed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, lingering on the edge of redness, looking at the clearer than one finger imprint, his eyes were complicated and obscure.

Jiang's father is his mother's younger brother. Although the relationship is not close, he has been in contact with him a lot since childhood, especially Jiang Yu, who always likes to cling to him. When he was young, he often followed him and Xiao Jin and shouted that he would marry him. Own.

At that time, Lin Zhao's thoughts were all on the border, and he didn't care about the love of his youngest daughter's family. After he got a little older, there were many people who advised him to marry a wife and have children, and start a family as soon as possible. Jiang Yu even regarded himself as his fiancée. .

It has been dozens of times to reject Jiang's father's explicit hints. Jiang Yu never gave up. After a long time, Lin Zhao got tired of responding and let her drive away Yingying and Yanyan by her side. Unexpectedly, the blind indulgence made this The woman is so bold that she dared to touch him. Damn it!

He Ning slept extremely restlessly, he subconsciously rolled his body to find a familiar embrace, but there was nothing behind him.

The cool wind kept blowing into the quilt from the gap, but he had no choice but to tightly hug the quilt in his arms, and even his legs were tightly clamped on the soft quilt in an attempt to seek a sense of security.

During the activity, Lin Zhao's eyes fell on his feet. This time he really sprained, and the situation is still serious.

A large red and swollen bag lay on the ankle. Although it was covered with a layer of gauze, he could still feel the severity of the wound below.

Due to the pain, the little emperor's feet were half-distorted on the bed, and in the process of rolling back and forth, they accidentally rubbed against the corner of the quilt, and he couldn't hold back a soft "hiss—" in his sleep, grabbing the quilt and intending to give it to him. After covering Lin Zhao's hand froze in mid-air.

He carefully took off his outer shirt, thought for a while and left only his middle coat, climbed onto the bed and took the fragile little emperor into his arms.

As if the little emperor had sensed it, he first pushed it out in a temper, but he didn't use any force at all, and leaned forward honestly,

Lin Zhao was afraid of getting hurt on his face, so he kept dragging his head and neck with his left hand, with his legs slightly bent, pushing up the little emperor's calf to prevent his ankle from touching the bed.

The little emperor's hair was particularly soft, and Lin Zhao could clearly feel the numbness on his chest through the thin shirt, which reminded him of the little emperor who was softly nestling in his arms with his eyelashes slightly drooping with a happy face last night. cute appearance.

The mental collapse is too tight, and when you relax, you look very tired. He Ning fell into a drowsy sleep, with his furry head subconsciously arched on General Lin's chest, like a little rabbit seeking protection from a tree hole, trying to hide himself in a warm place. in his arms.

General Lin patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The little rabbit was wrapped up like cotton with gentle words, and the warm environment made him relax unconsciously, grievances and bitterness welled up in his heart, the little emperor closed his eyes tightly, and crystal tears silently seeped out from the corners of his eyes, It slid down the cheeks, and swam into Lin Zhao's jacket, becoming dizzy in a large area, and even the honey-colored muscles could be faintly seen inside.

Lin Zhao was startled. He thought he was awake, and was groping for the words of explanation. He held his chin and said sorry for a long time but didn't hear a response, only to realize that he was crying in a dream.

That pitiful and cute little appearance made Lin Zhao's heart feel so soft and distressed.

His raised hand finally landed on the back of the little emperor's head, soothingly rubbing his black hair: "Don't cry, I'm here."

"I hate you." The little emperor suddenly uttered a sound. He raised his face slightly, facing Lin Zhao's direction, but his eyes were not opened, his lips were slightly parted because of his cheeks, and the tip of his red tongue was touching his lips. Seam, showing a little grievance.

Lin Zhao was taken aback for a moment, realizing that the poor boy had fallen asleep and was talking in his sleep.

He thought for a while and said sincerely, "Don't hate me, okay?"

"Not good." The little emperor puffed out his cheeks habitually, his eyes were so crowded that a gap was opened, and the straight black pupils could be vaguely seen inside.

Lin Zhao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, but his pupils did not move at all.

It's not like he doesn't know how much the little emperor hates being an emperor, but this time he was forced to use imperial power to order himself. Lin Zhao seemed to be able to imagine how embarrassing his situation was at that time.

Lin Zhao didn't dare to get into the details of how the little boy had to be forced to stand up and resist bravely, otherwise he would just want to kill himself.

The person who was reluctant to touch a finger was beaten like this now. Lin Zhao finally calmed down and regretted that he had already messed up when he saw the little emperor's face just now. The self-reliant woman slapped a few times to help the little emperor regain his status.

"Trust me, this kind of thing will never happen again." Lin Zhao leaned down and kissed his slightly frowning brows. The slightly hot touch instantly heated up, almost burning his whole body.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe you, I don't believe you, I don't believe it." He Ning seemed to have dreamed of something unpleasant, and asked with a slightly hesitant tone, "Do you want me?"

"Yes, why don't you?" After subconsciously answering Lin Zhao, he instantly felt that this sentence was wrong. He held the little emperor's wrist tightly, "What did you just say, who are you asking?"

He Ning was so hurt from being caught, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Lin Zhao held his breath, didn't ask anything, his heart was sore, his eyes fell on the soft lips of the little emperor, wishing to pry his head open to find out what he was talking about just now.

"I like General Lin, a little bit reluctant, only a little bit, don't be angry."

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up suddenly, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

What is liking, what is reluctance, what is he going to do?

Lin Zhao subconsciously tightened his hands, leaving a few blue and white finger marks on his slender and tender arms, and asked hoarsely, "Who is going to take you away, and where are you going?"

He Ning, who was asleep, bombarded each other with one word, but he didn't reveal what he didn't want to say under Lin Zhao's coercion and lure. In the end, Lin Zhao could only guess that the little emperor had his own plan, but he didn't know the details of the plan. Circumstances and executors are unknown.

Lin Zhao didn't ask anything, just stared at the little emperor's sleeping face in a daze.

How could the person he had liked for decades give up so easily, no matter who the other party was, it was impossible to snatch someone from him.

Lin Zhao bowed his head and kissed his lips: "He Ning, I like you so much, and you like me too, okay?" Even a little bit is fine, as long as it doesn't dissipate with the wind.

He was so humble, as if he was begging for a reward.

"En." No matter what others ask, He Ning will always agree first without thinking, and he can't do it anyway.

But it was this little habit of his that made Lin Zhao, who had always been guilty, finally show a brisk expression,

She couldn't help reaching out to touch the corner of his soft and upturned mouth, and followed the deepest desire in her heart to kiss him.

In his sleep, He Ning thought it was a roasted sweet potato, raised his head to meet it with crooked eyebrows, and even stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it tentatively.

Soft, waxy and sweet, like the smell of sleep every night, the lips and tongues touched and never parted, Lin Zhao pressed the back of his head so hard that he almost embed him in his arms.

This kiss aroused the predatory nature in his heart that had been hidden for a long time. He was afraid of scaring the little emperor and getting him, but now he just wants to use all means to lock him in his room, kissing every day, kissing every night. He is a major event in the court, the people of the Li people, let this person completely become his own!

The breath on General Lin's body was clean and refreshing, and He Ning was appeased properly, and the frown between his brows was relieved, and he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled. He opened his mouth uncomfortably.

He grabbed Lin Zhao's clothes with both hands and clinged to the other's arms, talking vaguely in a soft voice.

Lin Zhao was stunned at the city gate that opened suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but when his hand slipped to the little emperor's shoulder, he hugged him even tighter.

The moist feeling between his lips had already caused fireworks to explode in his brain, and it was all gorgeous, only the soft lips and fair skin of the little emperor remained in front of his eyes.

He likes the entanglement of two people's breaths, and even wants more. He is not satisfied with just hugging each other loosely, and can't wait to touch each other at a closer distance or hug him tightly, so that Lin Zhao can be sure that he is pregnant. This person in the movie is real, and finally he can not only look at each other from a distance, but also hug and kiss, what's more, he can do more things.

The sweet joy from the bottom of my heart welled up in my heart, like a scene of war, loess flying in the air, I looked up and saw the gorgeous rainbow after the rain, on the fresh and soft rainbow sat a man with crooked eyebrows, smiling brightly at himself Little boy.

Lin Zhao's gaze followed the little emperor's open skirt slowly downwards, passing inch by inch along the white, smooth and slender neck.

Every night they slept together before, he didn't dare to move around, at most he just closed his eyes and hugged the rolling little emperor, for fear of doing something irreversible.

This was the first time he was aboveboard, staring greedily at each other.

He slightly let go of the opponent's shoulders, opened the distance between the two of them, looked more clearly and carefully, and couldn't help holding the opponent's hand. When his fingertips touched the rough bandage, his consciousness was suddenly pulled back, and he restrained him in time. More evil thoughts.

Holding He Ning's slender wrist, he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want me to die?"

He took the little cutie's hand and put it on his passionate chest. The original action to help him relax was a sweet torture for Lin Zhao now.

Before, Lin Zhao tried desperately to suppress his true emotions, but now all his emotions are like a flood breaking a bank, erupting in an instant, and he can't take it back.

Soft and innocent little hands, soft and sticky voice.

Everywhere is on fire.

Lin Zhao was so hot that his heart was about to melt, but he was so masochistic that he couldn't bear to let go.

It was He Ning, whose fingertips trembled, and subconsciously wanted to turn over and face the wall to think about his mistakes.

This simple action was like a spark, which instantly ignited the explosives that Lin Zhao had hidden in his heart for a long time.

He suddenly clasped He Ning's head tightly like crazy, biting his lips frantically, and called He Ning's name while biting.

Uncomfortable being imprisoned, He Ning stretched his neck and groaned uncomfortably, Lin Zhao caught the sound keenly, and reluctantly let go of his lips.

Subconsciously touched his face, and sure enough, it was stained with a little ointment, so he leaned over to check it, except that his chin was a little white when he pinched it, but luckily he didn't touch the wound on his face.

"Kiss me again." Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes, flushed like drunk, and stared at He Ning fascinatedly.

How could I have such a terrible dream, a tiger suddenly appeared in front of me with its bloody mouth open, and was about to swallow me into its stomach with a whimper.He could even clearly see the tiger's white and sharp teeth, shook his head in fright, stood on the spot with soft feet and whispered General Lin's name, and grabbed Lin Zhao's wrist that appeared out of thin air like a straw, but he didn't know the meaning of this hint Move faster and send yourself into the tiger's mouth.

Lin Zhao didn't dare to plunder as unscrupulously as before, pouted like a woodpecker and kept imprinting light kisses on his lips, one, two, three, four as if he wanted to kiss forever.