Mrs. Rebirth

Lu Zheng paused for a moment, then snorted softly, lowered his head and continued to treat Zuo Shaoqing's wound.

If Zuo Shaoqing hadn't seen his slightly red ears, he would have thought that Lord Lu was expressing his disdain for him.

With her bare arms wrapped around Lu Zheng's neck, Zuo Shaoqing took the initiative to kiss those two slightly cold lips, and a beast that was about to be released was locked in her trembling chest.

He knew that he was going to be bad, this feeling of becoming more and more infatuated, this feeling of being desperate as long as he saw him, this feeling of being deeply seduced, burning his reason.

Lu Zheng simply kissed him on the lips but didn't continue. Instead, he pressed him back on the bed and warned, "Don't move!"

This degree of pain is actually nothing to Zuo Shaoqing. He has experienced more painful and unbearable pain than this, but when he saw the unbearable and pity in Lu Zheng's eyes, he simply let out a "hiss" Hiss..." gasped.

Lu Zheng didn't doubt that there was him, so he softened the movements of his hands, and criticized unceremoniously: "A scholar is a scholar, and such a small injury is calling!"

Zuo Shaoqing blinked her eyes and let out a low muffled smile, what's wrong with the scholar?Don't you still let Mr. Lu worry about it?

Lu Zheng stroked the wound on Zuo Shaoqing's chest lightly with his fingers, and said somewhat unnaturally: "Today's matter... thank you."

Zuo Shaoqing didn't expect him to express his thanks in such a formal way, and even his thoughts of repaying the favor were scattered. He coughed dryly, "No need, late life is for myself."

If the old lady really died under the assassination, but she was safe and sound, I am afraid that no matter how open-minded Lu Zheng is, there will be lumps.

And at that time, could he really leave the old lady alone and run away by himself?

Lu Zheng changed his tone, "With your internal strength, you shouldn't have put yourself in such a mess. It seems that you are still not good at martial arts!"

Zuo Shaoqing turned his head in embarrassment, and said in a muffled voice, "I must exercise more frequently in the future!" He finally understood that it was impossible to be with Lu Zheng without the ability to protect himself.

I don't know how many times this kind of thing will happen in the future. There will be mistakes, and his luck will not be so good every time.

After treating the upper body, Lu Zheng put the quilt on it, lifted the quilt on his lower body, and his eyes immediately became straight!

Zuo Shaoqing was still ignorant at first, and turned his head only when he realized that Lu Zheng hadn't moved. This look immediately made him feel the embarrassment of his lower body, and hurriedly pulled off the quilt and pressed it down heavily.

"Ah..." Zuo Shaoqing screamed in pain, this time it was really painful, her hands were pressed on the wound impartially, and the raised roots of her lower body also softened.

He was ashamed and annoyed that he had lost such a big man in front of Lu Zheng, and for a while he didn't dare to meet Lu Zheng's deep eyes.

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth curled up slightly, he moved his hand and lifted the quilt, first glanced at the dormant thing, and then said softly: "You can still be so energetic after being injured!"

Zuo Shaoqing was ashamed to dig a hole in the ground to get in, and said frankly and stammeringly: "Those... those two hands because of you... keep touching, anyone will react!"

Lu Zheng's rough palm caressed the inner thigh of his, and he couldn't put it down because of the smoothness of his hand. He didn't think much about Zuo Shaoqing's injury before, but now it's hard not to think about it.

Zuo Shaoqing was so itchy that he shrank his legs. In order to avoid the embarrassment just now, he urged: "Master, the wound on my leg hasn't been treated yet. I'm cold."

Lu Zheng squinted at him, abandoned the restlessness in his heart, ignored the rising heat in his body, and concentrated on giving him the medicine.

After the wounds on Zuo Shaoqing's body were treated, Lu Zheng found that his back was soaked, and he didn't know whether it was caused by nervousness or lust.

He leaned over and bit Zuo Shaoqing's lips, and asked suppressedly, "How many days are there left to try?"

"Ten days."

"It's so slow..."

It took Zuo Shaoqing a while to understand the meaning of these three words. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Lu Zheng's handsome face, "You mean...?"

Lu Zheng snorted coldly, "The imperial examination will be after the general examination, so why not wait for you for a few more days?"

Zuo Shaoqing didn't know how to describe his current mood. Although the two had an agreement before, their relationship was not to be disclosed until the end of the Spring Festival, but he didn't expect that Lu Zheng could even postpone this kind of thing.

He touched Lu Zheng's chest with one hand, and slid it ambiguously, with an extremely bright smile blooming on the corner of his mouth, he licked his lips and said seductively, "It's okay!"

Seeing Lu Zheng's throat move up and down a few times, Zuo Shaoqing laughed even harder. He grabbed Lu Zheng's hand and put it on his belly, "Touch it, has it grown some flesh?"

The two had been a little emotional before, but they couldn't stop touching him. Lu Zheng measured him from head to toe, frowning slightly, "It's only half an inch taller."

The boy under him was only 14 years old, exuding a youthful smell from the inside out, but extremely alluring, every frown, smile, and every move seemed to seduce him deliberately.

At this time, he was naked, and the red marks on his body against the white skin had a kind of temptation that made blood spurt.

Lu Zheng kissed his forehead, nose bridge, lips, bit his chin and neck, but stopped when he saw the long and thin wound on his chest.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the desire in his heart, pulled the quilt to cover Zuo Shaoqing, and then left a sentence: "Have a good rest!" He strode out of the tent without looking back, with a trace of A punishing smile.

Zuo Shaoqing's originally blurred eyes instantly became round and round. He couldn't believe that Lu Zheng ran away halfway at such a time. He rolled around on the bed, rubbing the sheets impatiently.

His skin was scorching hot, his lower body was high-spirited, and his unrelieved body felt as if it was on fire everywhere, he gritted his teeth and silently recited the formula of Qingxin Jue, until his body regained his calm, he beat the bed board and cursed: "Lu Zheng, you are doing well! "

When the soldiers outside the camp saw Grandpa Lu walking out with a smile on his lips, they were so frightened that they even forgot to salute, and they called it a miracle.

Lu Zheng stopped, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth slowly returned to the usual straight line, and he ordered: "Go and get something to eat, it should be light."

"Yes." The soldier came back to his senses, saluted hurriedly, and then ran away as if to escape.

At the beginning of the Wei Dynasty, Song Hanlin brought someone back, "Master, the old lady has returned home safely."

Behind Lu Zheng's hands, his eyes were cold, and even his voice became cold, "Well, the five men in black are handed over to you, try your best to pry their mouths open."

"It should be a well-trained dead soldier, I'm afraid it will be difficult to speak." Song Hanlin said with some concern.

"Then go and investigate, starting with the third and fifth princes, I'm afraid someone wants to use this to coerce me to release those two."

Song Hanlin understood, approached Lu Zheng and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to change the places where those two are detained?"

"No, let someone let the wind out, and say that the two princes are locked in the underground dungeon of Dali Temple."

"You mean...?"

"If someone wants to come to your door to seek death, I will let them do it!" Lu Zheng's eyes flashed sternly, "The people in that line have been cleaned up, it is impossible to have such an elite killer, it seems that there are still some mice hiding their heads and showing their tails. "

"This matter... do you want to inform His Majesty?"

Lu Zheng glanced at him indifferently, "You think he doesn't know? He just wants to use my hand to clean up the rest of his crimes."

Song Hanlin is a bit big-headed, and the two of them calculated and calculated when they would be big-headed?

But Judging from his appearance, it didn't look like he had any complaints about that person. How could he know that Lu Zheng was worried that he would not have the opportunity to catch a few more braids against Yuan Feng, so as to obtain the most powerful support for his marriage.

After finishing the official business, Song Hanlin wanted to ask about the young man several times. As soon as he entered the barracks, he heard that Master Lu had directly carried him into his tent, and no one was allowed to enter.

The strong ambiguous atmosphere revealed here has to be explored by Song Hanlin. He knows that Lu Zheng likes men. He has been in northern Xinjiang for so many years, and there are all kinds of beautiful men around him, but he has never seen anyone. He has never met anyone, and he did not expect that the last person he fell in love with turned out to be a weak scholar.

Oh, that's not right, from the information he inquired, this frail scholar saved the life of the old lady today, resisting a stick of incense with one enemy and five toughness, saying that he was weak and wronged him.

"Master..." Song Hanlin's eyes lit up, looking at the completely opaque white curtains of the tent and asked, "Who's inside...?"

"Huh?" Lu Zheng looked at him with raised eyebrows, with a strong sense of warning in his eyes.

"Hehe..." Song Hanlin was sweating nervously, rubbing his hands together, "Then what... this subordinate just wants to ask, is our Duke and Madam all settled?"

When Lu Zheng saw the soldier coming back with a food box, he ignored him, leaving only one sentence: "I'll give you three days, and you must investigate this matter!"

"Three days?" Song Hanlin wailed, no longer caring about his curiosity, and hurried back to the dungeon of the barracks.