Chaotic Qin
Chapter 134 Shadow
Ying Zheng pulled on the reins instantly and jumped off the horse.
He rushed in front of Qin Zichu in two steps in three steps at a time, supporting his body that fell unconsciously.
"Ouch—!!" The young man who didn't care at all knocked Qin Zichu unconscious, then slammed into the thick wall outwards, and finally fell to the ground.
He bumped his forehead hard, and his eyes turned red in an instant. He looked pitifully at Ying Zheng who was holding Qin Zichu in his arms and kept calling his name tenderly.
But Yingzheng is not in the mood to give any attention to the young people at all.
"Zi Chu, Zi Chu?" Ying Zheng softly called Qin Zichu's name.
Since conquering the world, Ying Zheng has never felt such a sense of panic, but the silent person with his eyes tightly closed in his arms made him feel terrified and suffocated.
Qin Zichu didn't faint for a long time, the external force suddenly acted on his forehead, he was just shaken severely, and Qin Zichu actually subconsciously raised his hand to block the collision of the oncoming person at that time.
Therefore, his arm hurts more than his slightly dizzy head.
"Ah Zheng, it's okay. Well, well, there are still some problems." Qin Zichu tried to move his arm, but his originally gentle smile turned into an ugly grin.
"—Hiss!" Qin Zichu gasped, realizing that the problem was more serious than he had imagined.
Of course, Qin Zichu and Yingzheng couldn't travel without guards.
At the moment Qin Zichu cried out in pain, both the guards clearing the road in front and the soldiers guarding behind all rushed towards the young man with fierce expressions on their faces.
The young man who had shrunk himself into a ball trembled even more severely.
He hugged his head and curled up under the wall. He didn't need any soldiers to threaten him, as if he was scared to death.
Qin Zichu smiled wryly, without the support of his arms, with his current awkward posture, he couldn't stand up at all.
He had no choice but to tug on Yingzheng's lapel with his palm, and said in a low voice, "Ah Zheng helped me up, except for my arms, I'm fine."
With a gloomy face, Ying Zheng simply picked up Qin Zichu and jumped back on the horse.
He held Qin Zichu in his arms, and said angrily, "Grab him, let's go!"
Originally curling himself up into a ball, the young man jumped up instantly when he saw no threat.
He rushed to Yingzheng, raised his head and shouted loudly: "I am Yan Taizidan, why do you arrest me? I came to Qin as a hostage. If the two countries did not go to war, I would not be harmed!"
When Ying Zheng heard this name and saw this face that he would never forget in his dreams, he suddenly broke into a sinister smile that made people tremble all over.
"Oh? Really, Crown Prince Dan of Yan?" Ying Zheng showed hesitation, looking back and forth at the young man who was staring up at him.
A hopeful light rose on the face of the young man. With a "hmm", he broke away from the guards who were not holding his arm too hard, and took the initiative to stand in front of Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng sneered, and suddenly said: "As a proton, you escaped from the proton's mansion privately while avoiding the guards, and deliberately injured the king of Qin—the country of Yan really planned something wrong!"
The blood on the young man's face instantly disappeared without a trace.
He took a few steps back as if he couldn't bear the blow, and said staggeringly, "How did this happen? How did this happen? It shouldn't be like this."
Ying Zheng squinted his eyes and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, he wants to escape back to the country of Yan. Take him back, the guards of the Proton Mansion are negligent, and each has twenty army sticks!"
After finishing Prince Dan of Yan, Ying Zheng turned around and ran back without further delay.
He tightly hugged Qin Zichu's slender waist to reduce his bumps on the road.
But when riding a horse, no matter how careful and considerate Ying Zheng was, it was impossible for him to completely prevent Qin Zichu from feeling the pain.
Along the way, Ying Zheng had to blame himself for feeling the tense body in his arms gradually being soaked in cold sweat - he was the one who proposed the idea of relaxing today.
When he finally got off the horse, Qin Zichu's face was already pitiful.
Ying Zheng was always nostalgic, two deep blood marks were bitten by Qin Zichu himself on the soft lips that he kissed again and again.
"Ah Zheng, I'm fine. It's probably because the bone in my arm is cracked." Qin Zichu comforted him with a pale face.
When the pain persists for a long time and has no tendency to improve at all, human beings' tolerance to pain can always be doubled.
On the way, Qin Zichu couldn't help touching his injured arm.
The bones in the hand seemed to be intact, without any feeling of splintering, but the whole pain did extend from the wrist down to the elbow.
Qin Zi thought happily in pain: Maybe there is a crack on my arm that is full of curves, and the crack is all along the arm bone from top to bottom.
"Let the imperial physician take a look at you first, and then apply the medicine." Ying Zheng was noncommittal to Qin Zichu's statement.
He insisted on holding him all the way back to the dormitory, waiting for the imperial doctor's treatment.
"I've been hurt for a hundred days, please take care of me, my lord." The imperial doctor's attitude was very gentle, and there was a little sobriety hidden under the gentleness.
He was about to be frozen by the cold eyes of the prince beside him!
QAQ Why did the crown prince glare at me after I lifted the sleeve of the lord and began to inspect the wound?
Could it be that as an ordinary imperial physician, the old man is not qualified to inspect the king's wound? !
Qin Zichu originally had some guesses about his wound, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the imperial doctor's testimony.
He smiled gently, and said, "Then I have to trouble the imperial doctor to apply medicine for my wound."
"Yes, Lord." The imperial physician immediately mixed the powdered medicine with wine, and with the help of a wooden stick, wrapped Qin Zichu's entire forearm and fixed it.
After tidying up, he wiped the sweat that shed involuntarily because of the prince's glaring, and said with a sigh of relief: "My lord, it's already tied up, don't touch the wound, it will cause severe pain, and it will delay the wound." Time for the wound to heal."
Qin Zichu responded with a gentle "Yes", and the imperial physician left in a hurry.
...Looking at his back, it looks like he is being chased by a ghost.
Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing out loud.
He looked at his injured right arm, gave Ying Zheng a meaningful sideways glance, and said, "Ah Zheng will depend on you to dress me in the future."
Looking into Qin Zichu's eyes, Yingzheng immediately saw Qin Zichu's slender body lying in his arms every night, allowing him to explore as he wanted - except for the last step, he had no regrets this year.
Yingzheng couldn't help breathing faster.
He took a deep breath of the untimely restlessness under the air pressure, but he couldn't help but say, "I prefer to undress you."
"Mianfu, or Zhongyi?" Qin Zichu deliberately deepened the topic, making it difficult for Ying Zheng, who knew Ming would not dare to touch him at this time.
Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu, and suddenly said, "Zichu, did you notice that my behavior just now is different from before?"
When Qin Zichu heard Ying Zheng's question, the expression on his face disappeared instantly.
He said with a cold face: "What relationship did you have with him before? Why did he keep staring at you, those pitiful little eyes are really reluctant to part with you!"
A look of disgust flashed across Ying Zheng's face.
But he still opened his mouth to explain: "You must know that Crown Prince Dan of Yan sent a killer to assassinate me. I have had many entanglements with him in my previous life."
Qin Zichu frowned strangely, unable to control his thoughts to gossip.
Ying Zheng reached out and touched his cheek, and then said very depressedly: "When I returned to China at the age of nine, Crown Prince Dan of Yan was serving as my proton in Daqin. He was 13 years old at that time."
Qin Zichu vaguely felt that he was about to come into contact with a terrible secret.
He couldn't help but hold his breath.
Ying Zheng continued: "You have seen Prince Yan's appearance today, and you really feel that there is a softness in his lightness and softness, right? His temperament was more obvious when he was young. I was very young at that time, Suddenly returning to the country to improve status, there are some stinks that like to spread sympathy."
Ying Zheng sneered suddenly as he spoke, with mocking eyes.
He whispered: "Yan Dan and I were strong at that time, and we couldn't help but sympathize with him very much. Although we didn't fall asleep together, it was almost the same-but when I was ten years old, he took advantage of him. When I was asleep, I wanted to cheat on me."
Qin Zichu's eyes widened in surprise.
He knew that he shouldn't think so, and he should hug Ying Zheng to comfort his injured, fragile and young heart carefully.
but……
Σ(っ°Д°;)っMale god, when you were ten years old, you were taller than Yandan now!
What can he do to you?
Actively being pressured by you!
(⊙o⊙)!etc!
Qin Zichu's eyes, which were already wide open, instantly widened.
He felt that he had come to his senses—it was because although he was tall, handsome and strong at the age of ten, his body was still in the embarrassing period of changing his teeth, so he probably hated Yan Dan even more.
...The shadows of childhood are terrible.
He rushed in front of Qin Zichu in two steps in three steps at a time, supporting his body that fell unconsciously.
"Ouch—!!" The young man who didn't care at all knocked Qin Zichu unconscious, then slammed into the thick wall outwards, and finally fell to the ground.
He bumped his forehead hard, and his eyes turned red in an instant. He looked pitifully at Ying Zheng who was holding Qin Zichu in his arms and kept calling his name tenderly.
But Yingzheng is not in the mood to give any attention to the young people at all.
"Zi Chu, Zi Chu?" Ying Zheng softly called Qin Zichu's name.
Since conquering the world, Ying Zheng has never felt such a sense of panic, but the silent person with his eyes tightly closed in his arms made him feel terrified and suffocated.
Qin Zichu didn't faint for a long time, the external force suddenly acted on his forehead, he was just shaken severely, and Qin Zichu actually subconsciously raised his hand to block the collision of the oncoming person at that time.
Therefore, his arm hurts more than his slightly dizzy head.
"Ah Zheng, it's okay. Well, well, there are still some problems." Qin Zichu tried to move his arm, but his originally gentle smile turned into an ugly grin.
"—Hiss!" Qin Zichu gasped, realizing that the problem was more serious than he had imagined.
Of course, Qin Zichu and Yingzheng couldn't travel without guards.
At the moment Qin Zichu cried out in pain, both the guards clearing the road in front and the soldiers guarding behind all rushed towards the young man with fierce expressions on their faces.
The young man who had shrunk himself into a ball trembled even more severely.
He hugged his head and curled up under the wall. He didn't need any soldiers to threaten him, as if he was scared to death.
Qin Zichu smiled wryly, without the support of his arms, with his current awkward posture, he couldn't stand up at all.
He had no choice but to tug on Yingzheng's lapel with his palm, and said in a low voice, "Ah Zheng helped me up, except for my arms, I'm fine."
With a gloomy face, Ying Zheng simply picked up Qin Zichu and jumped back on the horse.
He held Qin Zichu in his arms, and said angrily, "Grab him, let's go!"
Originally curling himself up into a ball, the young man jumped up instantly when he saw no threat.
He rushed to Yingzheng, raised his head and shouted loudly: "I am Yan Taizidan, why do you arrest me? I came to Qin as a hostage. If the two countries did not go to war, I would not be harmed!"
When Ying Zheng heard this name and saw this face that he would never forget in his dreams, he suddenly broke into a sinister smile that made people tremble all over.
"Oh? Really, Crown Prince Dan of Yan?" Ying Zheng showed hesitation, looking back and forth at the young man who was staring up at him.
A hopeful light rose on the face of the young man. With a "hmm", he broke away from the guards who were not holding his arm too hard, and took the initiative to stand in front of Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng sneered, and suddenly said: "As a proton, you escaped from the proton's mansion privately while avoiding the guards, and deliberately injured the king of Qin—the country of Yan really planned something wrong!"
The blood on the young man's face instantly disappeared without a trace.
He took a few steps back as if he couldn't bear the blow, and said staggeringly, "How did this happen? How did this happen? It shouldn't be like this."
Ying Zheng squinted his eyes and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, he wants to escape back to the country of Yan. Take him back, the guards of the Proton Mansion are negligent, and each has twenty army sticks!"
After finishing Prince Dan of Yan, Ying Zheng turned around and ran back without further delay.
He tightly hugged Qin Zichu's slender waist to reduce his bumps on the road.
But when riding a horse, no matter how careful and considerate Ying Zheng was, it was impossible for him to completely prevent Qin Zichu from feeling the pain.
Along the way, Ying Zheng had to blame himself for feeling the tense body in his arms gradually being soaked in cold sweat - he was the one who proposed the idea of relaxing today.
When he finally got off the horse, Qin Zichu's face was already pitiful.
Ying Zheng was always nostalgic, two deep blood marks were bitten by Qin Zichu himself on the soft lips that he kissed again and again.
"Ah Zheng, I'm fine. It's probably because the bone in my arm is cracked." Qin Zichu comforted him with a pale face.
When the pain persists for a long time and has no tendency to improve at all, human beings' tolerance to pain can always be doubled.
On the way, Qin Zichu couldn't help touching his injured arm.
The bones in the hand seemed to be intact, without any feeling of splintering, but the whole pain did extend from the wrist down to the elbow.
Qin Zi thought happily in pain: Maybe there is a crack on my arm that is full of curves, and the crack is all along the arm bone from top to bottom.
"Let the imperial physician take a look at you first, and then apply the medicine." Ying Zheng was noncommittal to Qin Zichu's statement.
He insisted on holding him all the way back to the dormitory, waiting for the imperial doctor's treatment.
"I've been hurt for a hundred days, please take care of me, my lord." The imperial doctor's attitude was very gentle, and there was a little sobriety hidden under the gentleness.
He was about to be frozen by the cold eyes of the prince beside him!
QAQ Why did the crown prince glare at me after I lifted the sleeve of the lord and began to inspect the wound?
Could it be that as an ordinary imperial physician, the old man is not qualified to inspect the king's wound? !
Qin Zichu originally had some guesses about his wound, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the imperial doctor's testimony.
He smiled gently, and said, "Then I have to trouble the imperial doctor to apply medicine for my wound."
"Yes, Lord." The imperial physician immediately mixed the powdered medicine with wine, and with the help of a wooden stick, wrapped Qin Zichu's entire forearm and fixed it.
After tidying up, he wiped the sweat that shed involuntarily because of the prince's glaring, and said with a sigh of relief: "My lord, it's already tied up, don't touch the wound, it will cause severe pain, and it will delay the wound." Time for the wound to heal."
Qin Zichu responded with a gentle "Yes", and the imperial physician left in a hurry.
...Looking at his back, it looks like he is being chased by a ghost.
Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing out loud.
He looked at his injured right arm, gave Ying Zheng a meaningful sideways glance, and said, "Ah Zheng will depend on you to dress me in the future."
Looking into Qin Zichu's eyes, Yingzheng immediately saw Qin Zichu's slender body lying in his arms every night, allowing him to explore as he wanted - except for the last step, he had no regrets this year.
Yingzheng couldn't help breathing faster.
He took a deep breath of the untimely restlessness under the air pressure, but he couldn't help but say, "I prefer to undress you."
"Mianfu, or Zhongyi?" Qin Zichu deliberately deepened the topic, making it difficult for Ying Zheng, who knew Ming would not dare to touch him at this time.
Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu, and suddenly said, "Zichu, did you notice that my behavior just now is different from before?"
When Qin Zichu heard Ying Zheng's question, the expression on his face disappeared instantly.
He said with a cold face: "What relationship did you have with him before? Why did he keep staring at you, those pitiful little eyes are really reluctant to part with you!"
A look of disgust flashed across Ying Zheng's face.
But he still opened his mouth to explain: "You must know that Crown Prince Dan of Yan sent a killer to assassinate me. I have had many entanglements with him in my previous life."
Qin Zichu frowned strangely, unable to control his thoughts to gossip.
Ying Zheng reached out and touched his cheek, and then said very depressedly: "When I returned to China at the age of nine, Crown Prince Dan of Yan was serving as my proton in Daqin. He was 13 years old at that time."
Qin Zichu vaguely felt that he was about to come into contact with a terrible secret.
He couldn't help but hold his breath.
Ying Zheng continued: "You have seen Prince Yan's appearance today, and you really feel that there is a softness in his lightness and softness, right? His temperament was more obvious when he was young. I was very young at that time, Suddenly returning to the country to improve status, there are some stinks that like to spread sympathy."
Ying Zheng sneered suddenly as he spoke, with mocking eyes.
He whispered: "Yan Dan and I were strong at that time, and we couldn't help but sympathize with him very much. Although we didn't fall asleep together, it was almost the same-but when I was ten years old, he took advantage of him. When I was asleep, I wanted to cheat on me."
Qin Zichu's eyes widened in surprise.
He knew that he shouldn't think so, and he should hug Ying Zheng to comfort his injured, fragile and young heart carefully.
but……
Σ(っ°Д°;)っMale god, when you were ten years old, you were taller than Yandan now!
What can he do to you?
Actively being pressured by you!
(⊙o⊙)!etc!
Qin Zichu's eyes, which were already wide open, instantly widened.
He felt that he had come to his senses—it was because although he was tall, handsome and strong at the age of ten, his body was still in the embarrassing period of changing his teeth, so he probably hated Yan Dan even more.
...The shadows of childhood are terrible.
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