The General and His Enemy Your Highness

Mei Geng always thought that he could be ruthless towards Chu Ce. When he first came back, he thought he could stand by and let him live and die. Later, when he found it difficult to let go, he thought he could hold Chu Ce in his palm, but he saw Chu Ce panicked and trembling. The little pitiful appearance, still can't bear it.

too contradictory.

Now that nothing has happened, Chu Ce is innocent, and he is always restless.

The young man on the couch was still sleeping unsteadily, he bent his knees and hugged himself, curled up into a small ball, clutching a corner of the brocade quilt tightly, frowning from time to time, Mei Geng saw it, how could he not feel distressed.

He once wished that Chu Ce would suffer all the sufferings in the world.

Now, he is looking forward to the safety of Chu Ce I.

Mei Geng smiled wryly at his fickleness, but also had no choice but to do anything about Chu Ce, and greedily traced the sleeping face of the boy with his eyes by candlelight.

——This is the person he has loved for two lifetimes.

That night, Nanguo Xizuo and King Xiping's Zhezi left Linzhang, and the next day was another cloudy and rainy day.

Although Mei Geng intended to keep the blue-winged tail butterfly, but after careful consideration, he still burned the poisonous butterfly in the dark room. This thing is difficult to control. Even if it has miraculous effects on the battlefield, it needs human life to feed it. It is a disaster after all.

On the contrary, the little Highness in his heart, after that day, it seemed as if nothing had happened, and he was intimate with him as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing, but he would be stunned or awakened when he fell asleep, like a broken snow porcelain vase, wrapped in snow again. The last layer of powder pretends to be safe.

For two consecutive days, the rain continued, Mei Geng took care of several officials in Linzhang, and had to handle Linzhang's official affairs in person. When His Royal Highness King Xiping, who was flooded with official documents, returned home in the rain late at night, he saw that the temporary courtyard was still lit with candles , a faint shadow reflected on the window.

Mei Geng pushed the door lightly and walked in. The young man was sleeping lightly at his desk. He was wearing plain white underwear, his black hair was loose, and the ends of his hair were hanging down. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and his already soft eyebrows and eyes became warmer and moister under the candlelight.

"Why don't you go to sleep on the couch?" Mei Geng walked around Xiaoji, leaned down and embraced Chu Ce from behind, and kissed his forehead lightly, a cold and refreshing fragrance came over his face.

After speaking, he frowned slightly again, Chu Ce couldn't sleep well these days, and he couldn't help but sigh, he was really too busy to take care of His Royal Highness.

What's more, it was all because of him...

"There are not enough officials in Linzhang now, so I'll go to the Yamen with you tomorrow." Chu Ce yawned, turned around naturally, put his hand around Mei Geng's neck, and drooped the corners of his eyes sleepily, "It's been raining for the past two days Constantly, the water level of the Zhang River is rising, and troubles may arise."

"Take care of yourself first." Mei Geng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, picked him up and walked into the inner room, muttering, "It's only been two days since you've lost weight, didn't you have a good meal?"

Chu Ce didn't answer, just nestled lazily, thinking that you know how to care now?Wasn't it nice to threaten me earlier?

Mei Geng didn't know that he was angry, and just put him on the couch, ready to go out to take a bath, but suddenly heard Chu Ce's seemingly casual sentence: "Mei Geng, if I don't like you, what do you want?"

The footsteps stopped suddenly, Mei Geng turned around, his figure covered the candlelight and formed a large shadow, enveloping the young man in it.

For a moment, the man wrote lightly: "I will try my best to get you."

Mei Geng spoke frankly, simply sat on the edge of the couch with his robe lifted, reached out and gently stroked Chu Ce's cool black hair hanging from his temples, his eyes were full of affection, but his words were extremely stubborn and unreasonable: "If you really treat me No intention, and I will never let go."

As if worried that Chu Ce would refuse, he took hold of the sharp-boned palm, and kept rubbing the back of the white palm with his fingertips, his eyes burning.

Chu Ce didn't make a sound, and was silent for a long time. When Mei Geng thought he would not answer again, he smiled softly: "Fortunately, I like you too."

— Fortunately, I like you too.

The man froze for a moment. It was not the first time he heard Chu Ce say he liked it, but every time he heard it, his heart couldn't help softening into a soft cloud.

"Ever since you came back from the Northwest, I was worried that you would have resentment towards the royal family because of the death of the old prince." Chu Ce propped himself up to sit up, and then leaned into Mei Geng's arms. He continued, "Sure enough, when you came back, you actually regarded me as nothing."

Mei Geng was a little guilty, hugged the tender jade-like child tightly, said to himself, if it wasn't for the stupid things you did in your previous life, why would I be angry?

Chu Ce tugged at his sleeve, a bit of grievance appeared in his delicate and gentle eyes, "Wuwei told me not to trust you, but Mei Geng, you are the only one I can trust in this world."

"I..." Mei Geng was speechless, but he didn't know how to comfort the aggrieved boy.

He really didn't want to pay attention to Chu Ce at that time, but he couldn't refute him—you killed my whole family and Lao Tzu's soldiers in your previous life, how do you want me to treat you with a pleasant face?

It clearly makes sense, but Mei Geng couldn't say it out loud.

But Chu Ce said softly again: "But you carried me back to the palace that night, and I knew that you couldn't let me go."

There is cunning in the grievance, so as to cover up the subtle complexity.

It was only then that he realized how much Mei Geng loved him, and how much he could forgive him for doing those things.

"You."

Mei Geng was helpless, stretched out his finger and tapped the young man's forehead hard, then moved closer to kiss him softly, and murmured in a low voice: "I can't let go of you, life or death."

Mei Geng hugged him even tighter, pecked her soft cheeks a few times, and then kissed her lips vaguely, but she still didn't kiss her soft lips.

The child is still young, and Mei Geng is not an innocent boy, even if it is just a close relationship, he is afraid that he will not be able to control it.

"Mei Geng." Chu Ce called him softly again, his clear voice was like pearls and jade, and it was pleasant to the ear.

Mei Geng sighed, lowered his head and kissed the tip of Xiu Ting's nose, and smiled wryly, "Little guy, can you be more honest?"

Chu Ce returned an innocent and pure smile, and deliberately rubbed against the man's arms again, Mei Geng's back stiffened again, presuming that the little guy was unintentional, but he didn't notice the cunning flash in Chu Ce's eyes when he lowered his head shimmer.

——That day was both threatening and fierce, causing him to have constant nightmares for the past two days, so he should have suffered a lot.

This revenge really made King Xiping want to refuse.

When King Xiping came back from a cold bath, His Highness Fifth was already sound asleep on the couch, still clutching the wide-sleeved outer shirt he had just taken off.

The young man's jade face, reflecting the warm candlelight, is peaceful and quiet.

When Mei Geng hugged him and closed his eyes, he was still thinking in his heart, if Da Chu was safe and sound, maybe the child he liked would be so warm forever.

Falling asleep with light rain, a good night's sleep, the rainy night was empty and silent, but the next day still did not clear the sky, after several days in succession, the Zhang River was about to break its embankment, the next day Mei Geng was awakened by the sound of the door being smashed before he even went to the yamen .

Fang Ren shouted loudly outside the door: "My lord! My lord! Something happened outside!"

Waking up the two people in the room who were embracing each other, Mei Geng and Chu Ce opened their eyes almost at the same time, and Wang Xiping shouted loudly: "Wait outside."

There was no movement outside, and the two people in the room quickly got up and put on their clothes. Mei Geng tied up her hair when she opened the door, and she was still able to see people, while His Royal Highness just tied it up with a jade hairpin. Look cute.

Without waiting for Mei Geng to ask, Fang Ren said with a grim expression, "The Zhanghe River is about to break its embankment recently, and the people in Linzhang actually want to sacrifice alive."

Mei Geng had also heard about living sacrifices, using live animals to sacrifice, but seeing Fang Ren's expression as if he had eaten a fly, he immediately frowned and asked, "What kind of living sacrifice is used?"

Fang Ren took a deep breath and said, "A living person."

Chu Ce's eyes widened suddenly, and Mei Geng's face turned ashen instantly.

Maybe it was because they were afraid of Mei Geng, the king of Xiping, and the real prince of Chu Ce, who kept the live sacrifice from them all the time, and even wanted to sacrifice before dawn, but was seen by the guards guarding the Zhang River. report here.

"They want to sacrifice the child." Fang Ren said angrily, "I heard it's still a baby!"

"Call Qin Gui and go take a look." Mei Geng turned around to get the oil-paper umbrella, but his sleeves were caught, Chu Ce held the oil-paper umbrella and said softly, "I'll go with you."

"You stay." Mei Geng did not hesitate.

Chu Ce frowned, "Will you take me?"

"..." Mei Geng choked, then reached out and squeezed the young man's cheek, and took the umbrella over, "Let's go."

The two rushed to the bank of the Zhanghe River in the rain, and saw a crowd of people in the distance, a large number of people knelt down, and there were still red silk hanging wet in the rain, scattered and depressed.

None of the local officials came. On the bank of the turbulent river, the white-haired old woman was holding a swaddling baby in her arms, chanting obscure spells to the Zhang River, accompanied by the baby's sharp and mournful cry. cries.

Mei Geng was followed by Qin Gui and a few hidden guards, and Fang Ren directly called the imperial army. When they rushed to the bank of the Zhang River with great momentum, they disturbed the people who were preparing for the living sacrifice.

When the surrounding guards with knives saw it, they rushed forward as if seeing a savior, and hurriedly said: "My subordinates welcome King Xiping, His Highness Fifth."

"Stop talking." Mei Geng's expression was more terrifying than that of the river that might burst its embankment at any moment, full of evil spirits, squinting his eyes at the people who were obviously panicked, and raised his finger, "Bring the sacrifices, this king will take a look first."

When the defenders showed hesitation, they only heard a few crackling winds in the rain. In a few breaths, the man in black who was standing behind the prince came back with a big red baby in his arms, "My lord."

Mei Geng took over the baby with a blank expression. The child was already crying hoarsely, his face was flushed, and he was weak.

The child was taken away in the blink of an eye. The old woman standing by the river was stunned for a moment, and then said frantically with a distorted expression: "Quick! Get the sacrifice back quickly! The time is coming! If you don't give the sacrifice to Lord River God! We will surely die in this Zhang River!"

The panic-stricken people suddenly found their backbone. The fear of death turned the living into beasts. They seemed to be no longer afraid, and shouted loudly one after another: "Return the sacrifice!"

"Yes! Return the offering quickly!"

"Do you want to watch Linzhang die cleanly?! In vain for the royal family!"