Bandits raising buns

Duan Wang's undressed hand froze suddenly, and he saw Zhao Chuang's eyes.His eyes were wide open, as if they had reached their limit. In those familiar eyes, there was no tenderness, no nostalgia, only hatred, only fear.The moment he saw that look, the heat on Duan Wang's body suddenly cooled down, he stopped undressing, but covered Zhao Chuang with the quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed by himself, burying his head in his hands Suddenly, there was a slumped aura on his body.

Zhao Chuang's body began to tremble, and when the quilt covered him, he was still trembling. "You are Zhao Chuang...you are Zhao Chuang..." He murmured silently in his heart, the panic gradually calmed down, and the trembling gradually stopped. He suddenly jumped up, stood beside King Duan, and put his fists together. King Duan beat him.Duan Wang stood where he was, didn't move, and didn't fight back, allowing the bandit to beat him and bite him, as if to tear him to pieces.Zhao Chuang exhausted all his strength, and soon he beat Duan Wang to the ground, and then kicked and punched harder.King Duan was lying on the ground, with many footprints on his clothes, and his handsome face was a little swollen, but he didn't dodge anything, and the elegance of his body didn't decrease at all.

Zhao Chuang was tired from the beating, and then climbed onto the bed again. His original clothes had been torn. He wrapped the quilt around his body, panting, and then rubbed inside to distance himself from the people on the ground.Zhao Chuang huddled in the corner, perhaps because he was tired, his face was suddenly a little dazed.He sat there blankly.A puff of air was stuck in his chest, and the venting just now did not dissipate the breath, but it became more and more dense, making him breathless.He didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a warm thing leaned over and hugged him and the quilt that wrapped him into his arms.Zhao Chuang froze for a moment, Li Ci's strong arms were hugging him, his chin rested on his neck, Zhao Chuang could even feel his stubble, which made his hair stand on end.

"Qingli, I'm sorry." Duan Wang's deep voice sounded in his ear, with careful tenderness, "I was too angry just now, don't be afraid."

Zhao Chuang didn't speak or move, like a dead object.Duan Wang's arms became tighter and tighter, and his strength became stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to embed him in his arms, integrate into his flesh and blood, and never separate him.He hugged him quietly like this, as if they were together in the first place, without those barriers.The sunlight shining through the wall made this scene somewhat confused, Duan Wang's expression gradually blurred, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.At that moment, it seemed that eight years had passed. At that time, they hugged each other tightly, and a day passed quickly.

"Li Ci, don't you feel the heat?" Zhao Chuang finally couldn't help it.He didn't want to talk to King Duan at first, it was already summer in Kyoto at this time, he was wrapped in a quilt, and then locked in his arms, his whole body was like a steamed bun in a steamer, steaming and sweating, like Like a waterfall, it keeps pouring down.Zhao Chuang couldn't bear it anymore, and finally spoke.

His words made Duan Wang sober, Duan Wang was stunned for a moment, those thoughts and dreams suddenly disappeared, and his feet fell from the clouds to the ground.Only at that moment, Duan Wang calmed down.He let him go, then stood up, picked out a suit of clothes from the closet, and put it next to the bed.He stood by the door.Hearing the rustling sound from behind, when the sound stopped and looked back, Zhao Chuang had already changed his clothes.

Those clothes were made according to Qingli's previous figure. Zhao Chuang was much taller at this time, so whether it was clothes or trousers, they were a bit short on him, just like a young man wearing a boy's clothes.Zhao Chuang was also a little uncomfortable, pulling one hand around, looking very awkward, seeing King Duan looking over, Zhao Chuang withdrew his hand, sat down on the bed, and looked at King Duan provocatively.

King Duan took two steps towards the bed. The closer he got, the more Zhao Chuang looked like a tiger, showing off his fangs.Zhao Chuang didn't know, the more he was like this, the more frightened he seemed.

Duan Wang stopped at a distance of three steps from the bed, and then looked at him with a gentle face, as if he was completely different from the beastly man just now.

"Don't you like these clothes?" Duan Wang asked, his eyes fell on the closet, "There are dozens of sets in there, but they are all according to your previous figure, and it is really inappropriate to wear them now. You used to like White, but now..." Duan Wang seemed to be thinking about it seriously, and then he remembered the first time he saw Zhao Chuang in Tan Yun Sanzhou, "You prefer yellow."

"So what?" Zhao Chuang snorted coldly.

"I know you don't like your current appearance, but this appearance was given by your parents. You were born this way, so why bother with it?" Duan Wang said with a smile.

"What are you going to say?" Zhao Chuang was a little impatient.

Duan Wang smiled elegantly, and that smile blurred the stains on his clothes.Duan Wangdao: "I think, whether you are Zhao Qingli or Zhao Chuang, it is the same to me."

"What does this matter to me?" Zhao Chuang said coldly.

Duan Wang was stunned for a moment, and his heart throbbed. His expression did not change, and he continued: "A person's life is like a line, with countless beginnings and endings. I was thinking, if the past is regarded as an end, what is the future? See it as a beginning, everything is new. Zhao Chuang, what do you think?"

Zhao Chuang's face became darker and darker. It's not that he didn't want to talk, but he was completely dazed by King Duan, so he could only stare at him.

"As long as you are willing to stay in the capital, as long as you like the rest, I will not stop you." Duan Wang said, "If you don't want to talk about the past, then don't talk about it. This is a new beginning. "

"My lord, since everything in the past has happened, how can we pretend that it hasn't happened?" A faint voice came in from outside the door, it was Zhuge Long's voice.The door was closed tightly, Zhuge Long couldn't come in, so he just stood at the door, his voice still came in clearly.

"Zhao Chuang, he won't bring up the past." Zhuge Long said with a smile, "That's his temperament. Those days were a nightmare for him. He won't talk about it, today , I will speak for him."

"Zhuge Long!" Zhao Chuang said loudly, "I have nothing to say!"

Zhuge Long chuckled twice: "You are always like this, but today, you are not my master. We are friends. Mr. Zhao, it has been six years, have you never considered me as a friend?"

Zhao Chuang did not speak again.

Zhuge Long waited for a while, then continued: "My lord, I don't know..." Zhuge Long's voice paused, "I don't know, do you know about Mr. Zhao's affairs, Mr. Zhao's heart? You were born in the royal family. , the status is respected, maybe many things are more important than personal relationships, maybe I think it’s too ridiculous to be a couple for the rest of my life. I remember the first time I saw Mr. Zhao. The aura is like a lark that strayed into someone's house. I also remember the scene of seeing Mr. Zhao for the last time six years ago. He was lying on the bed with a pale face and no love for life. Although he opened his eyes, it seemed that his soul had already left .My lord, this is what happened to him during his more than a year in the palace. Later, he left Prince Duan's mansion. In fact, Mr. Zhao did not live well along the way. He fell into hysteria, couldn't extricate himself, and was confused. , the farther he was from the capital, the more sober he became. At that time, the troubled times were on the rise, and the farther away from the capital, the more chaotic. We entered Qingfengzhai, and those bandits were also vicious. Have you ever thought that Mr. Zhao is How did you become that bandit leader?"

Zhuge Long did not continue immediately, but paused for a moment.At that moment, no one spoke, and all three were silent.Duan Wang stood upright, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and a shadow was cast on his face.His Qingli, such a thin body, entered that bandit's den... It's unimaginable!

"Those bandits only recognize their fists. Mr. Zhao beat them one by one. Those bandits were desperate. Do you know why Mr. Zhao won?" Zhuge Long recalled those bloody scenes, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He took a deep breath, and then said, "Because Mr. Zhao is more ruthless than them. Mr. Zhao won, and the whole Qingfeng Village respected him as the master. At that time, Mr. Zhao really seemed to come back to life." That sentence seems to be Zhuge Long's own comment, he said, "When a person is alive, he should have an idea."

Zhuge Long's voice was filled with sarcasm: "He has suffered a lot these years. This time, when he came down to Beijing, he found that Mr. Zhao had changed into his original appearance. My lord, maybe this is a good thing for you. Love. However, for Mr. Zhao, to regain his appearance means to lose all his internal energy. For so many years, he has suffered from injuries of all sizes, without this internal energy... I don’t know if he has already recovered. I feel bad..."

Zhuge Long's words were like a knife, cutting Duan Wang's heart one by one.The truth was so cruel, it instantly made his flesh and blood mashed and dripping with blood.

He finally realized that he was wrong, so outrageously wrong, that the person he loved the most suffered so much.He smiled so ugly that he lost all elegance and was extremely embarrassed.It seemed that something was pressing him tightly, making him unable to lift his head.

Later, he barely raised his head and looked at the person sitting in front of him.Zhao Chuang kept a straight face, and when he saw King Duan looking over, he snorted twice more.

King Duan suddenly knelt down, and he knelt down facing Zhao Chuang.In the entire capital, and even in the whole world, there seems to be no one who can make Duan Wang Li Ci kneel down now.But at this time, he was kneeling so seriously.His back was slightly bent, his eyes drooped, and the nobility and arrogance of his whole body faded away, just like an ordinary man, apologizing for everything he had done.His mouth opened, but he didn't say a word.

Zhao Chuang looked at him expressionlessly, Zhuge Long had already left, leaving only the two of them in this room.

After a long time, King Duan seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Qingli, no matter what you think, I will allow you."

"I just want to leave Kyoto, and you, don't appear in front of me again."

King Duan did not speak for a long time, and when Zhao Chuang almost lost his patience, King Duan spoke. He only said one word, but it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

He said, "Okay."