General, please be a loyal minister!

This was a very short and mysterious battle. 3000 troops attacked Wei Wang Liu Jin's camp in the evening, and retreated quickly after killing Liu Jin.

At that time, Zhao Wang Liu Ji's army happened to pass by here, so the suspicion was the biggest, but neither Liu Ji nor his generals would admit that they had mobilized troops.

However, it is not easy to use this statement to fool ordinary people, and there is absolutely no possibility of such a big matter being hidden from Liu Ci.

The situation is still at its worst.

In the camp, Han Zhao repeatedly groped for the dagger that killed Liu Jin, but there were too few clues from it.

Someone is in!

Han Zhao flipped his hand over to hold the dagger in his hand, and put on a defensive posture.

The disappearance of vision brought great uneasiness to the keen Han Zhao. Except when he was around Liu Ji, he was always in a state of high tension.

"It's me, Master."

Hearing the familiar voice, Han Zhao felt relieved.

The military doctor has checked his eyes, and the eyeballs are not damaged. The blindness may be due to the use of medicine, and there is a high probability that it can be cured, but how to treat the military doctor still needs to be studied.

Liu Ji walked to Han Zhao's side: "Master, the water is ready."

After pouring water into the tub, the soldier stepped back, and Liu Ji helped Han Zhao to the side of the tub.

After fumbling to test the water temperature, Han Zhao nodded slightly: "Okay, you can go out."

Liu Ji was not at ease: "Let me help Master."

Han Zhao refused: "No need, I can wash it myself." He hated being taken care of as a disabled person because he lost his eyesight.

Liu Ji didn't insist anymore: "That's fine, I'll wait for Master outside the screen."

"Here is the footstool, here are towels, saponins...the clean clothes are here." Liu Ji grabbed Han Zhao's hand and guided him to identify the location of everything.

After touching it once, Han Zhao nodded to express his memory.

Seeing this, Liu Ji let go of his hand and backed out.

After standing silently holding the tub for a while, Han Zhao reached out to undress.

However, he didn't know that there was no screen at all in this camp, and what Liu Ji had just led him around was just a clothes hanger that couldn't block any line of sight.

Sitting behind the table, Liu Ji had a panoramic view of Han Zhao's bare shoulders.

Suddenly, Geng Yi's voice came from the door of the tent: "General, I—"

Liu Ji turned his head abruptly and shouted: "Get out! Who let you in!"

Geng Yi, who was frightened and stopped at the door, heard the sound of water entering. He followed the sound and saw the bathtub and Han Zhao's looming back. When he looked back, he met Liu Ji's eyes about to kill someone. He swallowed: "That Boss, I'm leaving first!"

After that, he put down the food box and ran for his life.

Geng Yi breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Liu Ji hadn't caught up, and then he couldn't figure it out again: Gu Chongming is the evil star, and the evil star is the master of the boss!But how does the boss seem to be right to his master——

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he shivered and decided to forget what was in his mind.

Han Zhao, who was sitting in the tub, heard the yell, and asked, "Who's here?"

Liu Ji replied, "Geng Yi, here to deliver the food."

Han Zhao: "In this case, why are you so angry?"

Liu Ji explained: "Just now I was thinking about the critical point, but he interrupted me, so I was a little irritable."

Han Zhao said "Oh", it seems that he accepted the statement, and then he asked casually, "He is the kid named Geng Sangou back then, right?"

"Yes, Master still remembers him?"

"Of course I remember." Who doesn't he remember anything related to Liu Ji?I can still vividly remember the way Liu Ji rolled around in front of him back then.

Liu Ji asked Han Zhao, "Have Master ever regretted taking me away?"

For such emotional questions, Han Zhao has never been able to answer directly. He asked Liu Ji: "What kind of answer do you want to hear?"

Liu Ji said, "I want to hear the truth."

Han Zhao replied, "I said it was the truth, and you thought it was the truth? What's more, the sincerity at that time is the sincerity now?"

Liu Ji was choked, and smiled helplessly: "Okay, I won't ask any more."

Although the topic stopped, Han Zhao could not help being brought up memories of the past.

Regret?

In the beginning, I was really unwilling, but later—— I resigned to my fate.It was his fate to recognize Liu Ji.

Although he was thinking of complaining, Han Zhao's eyebrows and the corners of his mouth curved into gentle arcs.

Liu Ji, who had been staring at Han Zhao, naturally didn't miss Han Zhao's expression. He got the answer he wanted, and almost wanted to rush over to kiss Han Zhao, but he could only pretend that he didn't notice.

After half an hour, Han Zhao finally cleaned himself from head to toe.He stepped out of the tub and fumbled to get dressed.

What Liu Ji gave Han Zhao was his clothes. His frame was slightly bigger, and the clothes looked loose on Han Zhao.

Han Zhao was very careful and sharp. Liu Ji felt a little regretful that there were no accidents such as slipping or knocking over the shelves.

He was clearly spying on Han Zhao from the beginning to the end, but when Han Zhao came out, he pretended to ask, "Master, is it ready?"

Han Zhao nodded slightly, Liu Ji stepped forward to help him comb his wet hair, this time Han Zhao did not refuse.

The disappearance of sight greatly weakened Han Zhao's vigilance. Now even if Liu Ji stood in front of him generously and wiped his hair with a half-armed posture, Han Zhao would not notice anything wrong.

Han Zhao's facial expressions had completely fallen off, and the eyebrows, contours, and slightly indifferent corners of his mouth were all the way Liu Ji remembered them.But now he is so close to this face that he can kiss it just by lowering his head.

He looked at Han Zhao recklessly, without worrying about Han Zhao discovering his unbearable desires.

This was really a sweet torture. When Han Zhao's hair stopped dripping, Liu Ji found that his voice had also become hoarse: "Eat—cough, eat, master."

Fortunately, Han Zhao was slow enough to not notice anything wrong behind the sudden hoarse voice.

The food box was opened, and the aroma of the food hit the face.

You could tell by the smell that it was a very sumptuous dinner, but Han Zhao frowned. He didn't have the ability to pick up vegetables without seeing it: "Just leave me two steamed buns."

Liu Ji rebuffed righteously: "No! Master is weak now and needs tonic. I'll just feed Master."

What he said made perfect sense. After a moment of silence, Han Zhao nodded and accepted his proposal.

At the dinner table, Han Zhao sat quietly, and Liu Ji ate whatever was handed to his mouth. This well-behaved appearance greatly satisfied some thoughts in Liu Ji's heart. After feeding Han Zhao a dish with chopsticks, he bent his eyes and smiled and asked: "Is it delicious? Master."

Han Zhao was not in such a happy mood as Liu Ji at all. He ate this meal without words, and just wanted to finish it quickly: "Aren't you eating too? Ask me why?"

Liu Ji licked the corner of his mouth and replied, "I think it tastes better than before."

These words sounded weird, but Han Zhao couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only reply dryly: "Oh."

The meal was finally finished in Liu Ji's slow dawdling.

The invisible Han Zhao didn't realize that he and Liu Ji used one set of cutlery after the whole meal, while the other set of bowls, chopsticks and spoons were pitifully left at the bottom of the food box.

After the meal, Liu Ji began to deal with affairs.He first sent out a few letters, and then recruited his subordinates one after another. At this time, Liu Ji would move to the other side to talk with them, appearing mysterious and nervous.

Liu Jin's death is doomed that this matter cannot be made into a minor matter, and a minor matter can be reduced.

How to protect himself and his subordinates has become Liu Ji's biggest problem. Most of the middle and high-level generals in the army are Liu Ci's people, so he dare not act rashly.

Han Zhao sat quietly on the side. He suggested avoiding him, but Liu Ji insisted that he stay.

He didn't ask what Liu Ji had done, he couldn't help with matters in court, so he didn't bother Liu Ji.

Everything to be done was ordered, and there was a long period of silence in the camp.At this moment, Han Zhao asked Liu Ji, "About Master, do you have anything to ask me?"

After a moment of silence, Liu Ji asked, "What is the relationship between Master and him?"

Han Zhao also answered simply: "The former boss and subordinates were probably like this... I can't remember. Before I met you, I had an accident and forgot some things."

Liu Ji was very interested in Han Zhao's amnesia: "Master lost his memory? Didn't he recover?"

Han Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Liu Ji asked again: "If one day Master remembers the past, will he change his position?"

Han Zhao said decisively, "It's absolutely impossible!"

"How can Master be sure?"

"You don't need to get to the bottom of it, you just need to know that as long as I'm still me, I won't abandon you and stand on the side of the master."

Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, and replied, "I remember it."

Now it was Han Zhao's turn to be puzzled: "Don't ask other questions?"

Liu Ji explained: "Two years ago, my people planned to capture an assassin named Ji Liang. I know almost everything I can know from him."

Hearing Ji Liang's name, Han Zhao's expression turned cold, and he asked, "Then do you know about Ji Liang's disappearance?"

Liu Ji shook his head: "I got some information, but I don't know. I let him go that time, and I don't know what happened to him later. Is he very important to Master?"

Han Zhao grabbed the corner of his clothes: "I think he must have known something very important. Otherwise, the second master would not give up such a useful tool."

Liu Ji: "Is it related to the identity of the master?"

Han Zhao nodded, "Yes."

The topic ends here. The identity of the master is the biggest puzzle that plagues the two of them today. If there is an answer, then everything will be much simpler.

In the silence, Liu Ji suddenly said, "Thank you, Master."

Han Zhao was taken aback, and replied, "I didn't help much." Rather, it's because of him that the current situation is so bad.

Liu Ji smiled slightly: "No, Master helped a lot. As long as I have Master, I will not be afraid of anything."

Hearing these words, Han Zhao's heart trembled, and he felt numb somewhere.

……

As the night deepened, Liu Ji yawned and raised his head to ask Han Zhao, "Is Master sleepy?"

Han Zhao shook his head: "If you are sleepy, go back to sleep, and I will sit by myself for a while."

Liu Ji rubbed his temples and shook his head: "No, I have something to do later. Can I lean on Master and squint for a while?"

Han Zhao: "Come closer."

He thought Liu Ji wanted to lean on his shoulder, but he felt his leg sink.He subconsciously reached out to touch it, and poked the soft skin.

Liu Ji grabbed his hand and smiled lowly: "Master, don't touch it, it's itchy."

The warm breath sprayed on Han Zhao's fingertips, making his skin hot. He quickly withdrew his hand and replied in a flat tone: "Well, I won't touch it anymore."

Both of them stopped talking, and the tent became quiet again.

Han Zhao was contemplating, but Liu Ji was unscrupulously drawing Han Zhao's outline with his eyes.

The invisible Han Zhao lost his usual sharpness, and his hollow pupils revealed a bit of quietness and softness.

Liu Ji couldn't help thinking: now that Master is like this, even if he wants to do something, he can easily succeed.

With such thoughts in mind, Liu Ji suddenly leaned up and kissed Han Zhao.

Suddenly something wet and soft was attached to his lips, and Han Zhao froze all over.After being stunned for a moment, he realized that it was Liu Ji's lips.

But Liu Ji let go of him before he could react, and lay back down.

Han Zhao couldn't figure out what happened at all.

"Liu Ji?" He called Liu Ji hesitantly, but he didn't get any response. The person on his lap just turned over in a murmur.

Sleepwalking?

This is the only explanation, and it is also the explanation that Han Zhao can accept. Although he doesn't understand why Liu Ji has relatives in his dreams, he really can't argue with a sleeping person.

He could only suppress the strange feeling in his heart silently, pretending nothing happened.

However, Han Zhao thought that Liu Ji, who was already asleep, was staring at him with a pair of dark pupils.Seeing Han Zhao's expression change from bewildered, to weird, and then to resignation, he rolled his eyes shamelessly.

With no one to talk with, Han Zhao, who was sitting withered, gradually felt sleepy, but in order to prevent waking Liu Ji, he didn't move, and just fell asleep by relying on it.

And Liu Ji, who had been looking at him all the time, closed his eyes after he fell asleep,

In the middle of the night, Liu Ji was woken up by the soldiers, and the person he was looking for had already been invited.

He carefully carried Han Zhao, who was still sound asleep, onto the bed, covered him with the quilt, and after looking around, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him before leaving the tent.

The author has something to say: Look, here is a scum who bullies the blind.