The Ugly Empress

It was just the effort to carry Teng Yun from the outer tent to the inner tent. Xue Junliang put him on the bed, but the man closed his eyes, and he didn't know if he was asleep or what.

Xue Junliang was startled, and rushed out of the tent. The imperial doctor he had brought was waiting outside the tent, so he quickly rushed in to treat Teng Nanhou's wound.

The imperial doctor inspected the side, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, it's just that you lost too much blood, and your body is too weak, and you fell asleep."

The imperial physician prescribed the medicine, and Zhao Tong took the prescription and went to decoct it for Teng Yun himself.Xue Junliang asked everyone to withdraw, and he was afraid that if something happened to Teng Yun, he would call people to come, so they would be guarded outside the tent.

Xue Junliang took the ointment left by the imperial physician and re-bandaged Teng Yun's arrow wound. The wound was deep, and a piece of the skin next to it was cut off due to poisoning. Xue Junliang was used to bleeding and severed heads, so he thought it should be numb In the end, I couldn't help but jump violently in my heart, feeling very panicked, as if I had no foundation.

Teng Yun slept soundly. Although changing the dressing seemed to be a bit painful, he just frowned and showed no signs of waking up. Xue Junliang moved lightly, for fear of waking him up and affecting Teng Yun's rest.

After helping Teng Yun change the medicine, Xue Junliang realized that he was sweating profusely. He took off the crown and threw it aside so as not to get in the way. He took a cloth towel, soaked it in warm water, and wiped Teng Yun's face, hands and feet.

The temperature of the warm water seemed to be very suitable. Teng Yun's frown finally relaxed, and he shrank back under the quilt.

Xue Junliang pulled the stool over and sat on one side, silently watching Teng Yun rest, and suddenly remembered that when Teng Yun was still the queen, he wiped the wound medicine on Teng Yun's face, although it was probably fake at that time, thinking about it now , It's really embarrassing.

There was no light in the tent itself, and as the sun went down, it became even darker. Xue Junliang was afraid that lighting a candle would affect Teng Yun's rest, so he didn't light a candle, and just sat quietly on the side.

Teng Yun burned for a while in the middle of the night. Xue Junliang called the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor said that the wound was too large and he would inevitably have a fever, but the wound healed well. Don’t worry, King Xue. After all, Teng Nanhou is still young and his body will recover soon quick.

At dawn, Teng Yun's fever subsided, his face did not look so pale, and he slept soundly, no longer dreaming or frowning, Xue Junliang was relieved.

At this time, Fang felt his back was a little sore, he actually sat like this all night, he himself was thinking about the battle of Mingshui, at this moment he was relieved, and suddenly felt a little tired.

Xue Junliang lay on the head of the bed, staring at Teng Yun's eyelashes, following the slight trembling of the man's eyelashes, he fell asleep after a while.

It was almost noon when Teng Yun woke up, he felt as if he had dreamed of Xue Junliang, but Xue Junliang was far away in the capital, Teng Yun grinned silently, did he miss that person so much?

Just turning his head, Teng Yun was startled. A man in a python robe was lying on his bedside, his breathing was steady, he was obviously asleep, his eyes were blue and black, he didn't seem to have a good rest, his crown was taken off. , rolling aside, with the cuffs rolled up, and a cloth towel in hand.

A small piece of the bed sheet was soaked by the cloth towel. Teng Yun was stunned for a while before he realized it. Then he couldn't help laughing. He wanted to reach out his hand to touch Xue Junliang's black eyes, but he stretched his hand halfway, but because he stretched it, Wound, took a breath of cold air.

Hearing Teng Yun's voice, Xue Junliang sat up suddenly. Teng Yun was already awake, covering his wound and pursing his lips, as if it was in pain.

Xue Junliang quickly stood up, supported him and said, "Is the wound open? Don't move around, I'll call the imperial doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, Teng Yun stopped him and said, "No, it's not split, it's just accidentally stretched, and it hurts a bit."

"It hurts a little? I think you are in pain. The wound is so deep, you really don't want to die."

As Xue Junliang said, he touched his forehead, and he was relieved when he didn't have a fever anymore. When he sat down, he seemed to have lost a layer of skin.

Seeing him so nervous, Teng Yun felt a strange feeling in his heart, and said, "Why did Your Majesty come to Mingshui?"

Xue Junliang made him a glass of water, and while feeding him, he said, "Your driver will go on a personal expedition to boost morale. Come and see the person who makes me worry."

Teng Yun was stunned for a long time when he heard the words “Yujia’s personal conquest” and it was not something that any king could do. Although it sounds very majestic, personal conquest is a battle, not a tour of mountains and rivers, it’s a real gun and sword There is no one who does not like to sit comfortably on the dragon chair in the capital.

Although Teng Yun felt that his strength recovered a lot after sleeping, the wound was on his shoulder. No matter which hand was exerting force, the wound was unconsciously affected, and the pain made him sweat coldly.

Seeing that he couldn't sit up, Xue Junliang simply raised his head and drank up the water, then bent down, their lips pressed together, Teng Yun thought he was thirsty, but he didn't expect to get the water over in the next moment.

Teng Yun had never been so intimate with anyone before, and he couldn't help but grab Xue Junliang's cuffs with both hands. The water was warm, and with Xue Junliang's body temperature, it seemed to reach his chest.

Xue Junliang crossed the water and didn't get up, Teng Yun's mouth was full of the taste of medicine, a touch of bitterness, Xue Junliang became addicted to it, teasing Teng Yun, making him respond jerky to himself.

Teng Yun had no strength in his body, and he was even weaker when he was kissed at this time. In the end, he couldn't even grab Xue Junliang's cuff.

Only then did Xue Junliang get up, wipe off the overflowing water for him, kiss Teng Yun's forehead again, and said: "Are you hungry, eat something before going to sleep, okay?"

With such a gentle question, Teng Yun suddenly blushed, and his pale lips also turned red due to the congestion.

Seeing that he didn't object, Xue Junliang walked out of the inner tent and asked someone to serve hot rice.

Marching and fighting are nothing delicious in themselves, Teng Yun is too weak to eat anything good now, Xue Junliang blew the porridge cold and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

Teng Yun was full, and because he had slept for a long time before, he didn't want to sleep anymore, so he began to worry about the situation of the war, and asked, "Does Fengguo know about the fact that I was shot by the arrow?"

Xue Junliang scratched the bridge of his nose, put the bowl on the table, covered him with a quilt, and said, "Of course, otherwise why would I be here."

Teng Yun also understood after thinking about it, "Yes, if it wasn't for the injury of the humble minister, His Majesty might not have to personally conscript the emperor."

Xue Junliang said: "Don't worry, it's a good thing for me to come here. Now the morale of the soldiers is boosted, ah yes... When you were unconscious before, Zhao Tong took twenty small boats and went to fight against Feng. Army, the last person to kill two generals in a row is a formidable young man, so don't worry about it."

Teng Yun was naturally happy when he heard about Zhao Tong. He sighed and said, "Your Majesty needs to come down to comfort me, my humble servant is really..."

Xue Junliang also sighed, and said, "Stop calling yourself a humble minister, don't you feel awkward? Which king would go from the capital to the front line to serve a minister, and which king would personally wipe the body of a minister and feed medicine and food? "

Teng Yun was speechless for a while, Xue Junliang touched his cheek lightly, and said: "I care about you, so I treat you well, do you want to always treat me so dutifully, so out of touch?"

The place Teng Yun touched suddenly felt feverish, and his steamy face felt uncomfortable. He turned his head slightly and said, "My minister... I... I can see it naturally, but... I don't know how to say it."

Xue Junliang leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, and said with a smile, "You don't need to say anything."

Teng Yun was a little touched, Xue Junliang treated him really well, very gentle, he would not force anything, and he would not let himself respond to him, but just like this, Teng Yun felt that he was useless.

Xue Junliang wanted to get up after kissing, but was held back by Teng Yun the next moment. There was a slight itching on his lips, and Teng Yun bit him.

After Teng Yun finished biting someone, he felt that the wound was stretched. Xue Junliang helped him to lie down, and said with a smile, "Don't mess around when you are injured. Since you like it, we will stay in the tent when you recover from the injury..."

He didn't say any more when he said this, but Teng Yun obviously understood, and instantly felt that the bed in the tent was a little sticky, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Teng Yun rested on the bed for five or six days, and with Xue Junliang taking care of everything himself, he was almost done. Apart from drawing the bow and archery, he could even ride a horse.

Because of Xue Junliang's imperial conquest, Feng Jun didn't dare to cross Mingshui for a while, which also allowed Teng Yun to rest fully.

Everyone sat in the main tent and discussed the current situation around the map. The two countries are fighting along Mingshui, Zhao Lu occupies Wangjiangpo, Xue Yu guards Pengjun, and the main forces of the two armies compete for Mingshui.

It seems that the teams are evenly matched. At this time, it depends on which side has sufficient food and grass, and the supply is timely. However, this kind of tug-of-war is not ideal. It takes time and effort to drain the morale of the army, and ultimately it is the price of losing both sides.

Teng Yundao: "Actually, it looks evenly matched, but don't forget, we still have the Zheng'an Army."

Zhao Tong replied: "I have heard that although the Zheng'an army has only [-] troops, they are well-trained and elite divisions. It would be great if we can outflank the Zheng'an army."

Xue Junliang said: "Then how can we lure Feng Jun into a trap and outflank him?"

Everyone was silent for a while, staring at the map. The governor of Fengguo Qi Zijie is a veteran on the battlefield, and he is cautious in using troops. It can be seen from Zhao Tong's incident that there is no absolute certainty. It will make the army take risks, and these petty calculations are nothing in the eyes of a veteran.

Teng Yun said: "Then... we might as well let Qi Zi get wet."

Zhao Tong was startled and said, "What? Let them cross Mingshui, wouldn't that mean giving up the army?"

Xue Junliang glanced at Teng Yun, then turned to look at the map, and suddenly laughed, "As Teng Nanhou said, let them cross Mingshui!"

Seeing Zhao Tong's puzzled look, Teng Yun pointed to Mingshui on the map, and said, "Mingshui is a natural danger, and the current is fast. We will never gain anything by fighting on water. You also said beforehand, If we can unite with the Zheng'an Army and outflank the Feng Army, then there will be no problem, since Qi Zijie is cautious, we can only create opportunities to let him fall into the ditch."

As he spoke, he tapped the north bank of Mingshui and said: "If you don't want to fight on the water, you can only fight on the south bank or the north bank. If we want to fight on the south bank, we must capture Mingshui, otherwise it will be very unfavorable to meet the enemy while crossing the river." To fight, so we have to lure Qi Zijie to the north bank. The north bank is our camp, and his army may not be able to win here. As long as someone pretends to retreat and lures him to the hinterland, it will not be easy to retreat in the future , to the west is our army, and to the east is of course the Zheng'an Army, and if they rush north, there will also be soldiers from the prefectures and counties in the north."

Zhao Tong didn't care about King Xue's presence when he heard this, he patted the table and said: "Good way, this move is a good way to use retreat as an advance."

After he finished speaking, he paused, frowned and said, "It's just...it's difficult to lure Qi Zijie here."

Teng Yun smiled and said, "Of course it depends on you and me."

"Me and the general?"

Zhao Tong was stunned and said: "The general is going to fight too? It's not right, the general's shoulder is just right, if it bursts..."

Xue Junliang coughed and said, "Zhao Tong, don't say any unlucky words before the army."

Zhao Tong touched his head in embarrassment, and said: "The general knows his mistake."

Teng Yun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. In fact, I didn't go into battle to kill the enemy. I used my injury to make Qi Zijie take it lightly. You order, let the soldiers spread the news of my recovery to the other side of the river in the next few days." , Feng Jun is cautious, and will definitely think it is false news."

Zhao Tong smiled and said, "That's right, they thought you, General..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking, stood up and said: "The last general should let the soldiers spread the news..."

Now that the strategy was discussed, everyone dispersed, Xue Junliang and Zhao Tong entered the inner tent, Xue Junliang said: "This Zhao Tong's rotten tongue, I really want to pull it out for him."

Teng Yundao: "Zhao Tong is young and energetic, so it is inevitable that he speaks outspokenly."

Xue Junliang waved his hand and said, "Sit down, the wound needs to be changed."

Teng Yun sat down as he said. These days, Xue Junliang personally changed his dressing, and Teng Yun was used to it.

Xue Junliang took off his shirt and took off the bandaging cloth. The wound healed, but he looked hideous. Every time he saw Xue Junliang, he couldn't stop his heart from jumping, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at the wound, it seemed that there was nothing unusual, Xue Junliang made a new ointment and applied it on him, and then bandaged it.

He did not let Teng Yun put on his clothes, but stretched out his hand to touch the scars on Teng Yun's collarbone and even on his chest. Teng Yun merged into one.

Teng Yun was shuddered by him, but Xue Junliang's face was a little gloomy.

"These scars were caused by me?"

Teng Yun paused, then said with a smile, "I forgot."

Xue Junliang ran his fingers along the scars, rubbing them lightly one by one. Xue Junliang angrily grabbed the perpetrators and tortured them after the queen passed away. He knew how Teng Yun might have forgotten it, but he just didn't want to mention it, so as not to feel uncomfortable.

The slightly rough fingertips rubbed Teng Yun's skin. These places were wrapped in clothes all year round, and suddenly being touched by someone made Teng Yun very uncomfortable, and his body couldn't restrain a surge of heat.

Suddenly Xue Junliang said with a smile: "Huh? It seems that you are well. Have you taken too many tonics recently?"

As he said that, Xue Junliang's hand went down along Teng Yun's chest, gently touching down, pressing on Teng Yun's lower body as if there was nothing.

Teng Yun trembled and almost jumped up, but was held down by Xue Junliang, and said with a smile: "Do you remember, I said that when you get well, let's..."

Listening to his ambiguous words, Teng Yun suddenly felt his mouth dry, and his lower body was touched by him, so he subconsciously licked his lips.

Xue Junliang narrowed his eyes, and leaned over to kiss his lips. Teng Yun kept his mouth shut at first, not allowing Xue Junliang to move further, but Xue Junliang's hands were restless, stroking Teng Yun's naked upper body.

Teng Yun was not his opponent at all, and he was a little unbearably teased within a few strokes. Xue Junliang's breathing was not steady, and gradually became heavier. Teng Yun gritted his teeth, went up to him, and started to kiss him.

Xue Junliang naturally liked his initiative, while guiding Teng Yun's kiss, so as not to caress along his waistline, or knead him lightly or heavily.

The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, and the bulge on Teng Yun's chest was rubbed against Xue Junliang's clothes. This numb feeling made him at a loss. When Xue Junliang found out, he kissed his chest viciously, gently He bit the bulge and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Teng Yun suddenly became short of breath, and the unbearable hotness became more and more intense. He already looked disheveled, but the other party was well-dressed. Teng Yun reached out to pick up Xue Junliang's clothes, which made Xue Junliang laugh, and said: "Don't worry, let's go to bed."

Teng Yun glared at him, and the two stumbled down on the bed. Teng Yun rolled over and pressed Xue Junliang under him, kissing his eyebrows.

Xue Junliang was afraid of hurting Teng Yun, so he lay obediently and let the man set fire to himself.

Teng Yun also became emotional, and took off Xue Junliang's clothes in twos and twos. When the two met each other sincerely, Teng Yun suddenly blushed again. He had never done such a thing before, and he never dreamed of it. Things will be done with a man.

Xue Junliang laughed unkindly, and said, "Hurry up, I can't help it."

After saying that, he turned Teng Yun over and pressed himself on top of him, saying: "Since Teng Qing doesn't know how to do it, let me do it for the first time."

Due to Teng Yun's arrow injury, Xue Junliang didn't dare to do too much, but the two of them completely overestimated their own concentration, Teng Yun grabbed the quilt indiscriminately, begging for mercy with a bewildered expression on his face, which drove Xue Junliang almost crazy , Has been tossing until midnight before giving up.

When Teng Yun got up the next day, it was already daylight. Xue Junliang was sitting in front of the small table reading the scriptures. Seeing him awake, he smiled and said, "Is the wound not open?"

Teng Yun coughed and said, "No."

Xue Junliang said: "Will you get up and wash your body, or sleep for a while?"

Hearing what he said, Teng Yun's face was almost bleeding, and the sensation in his lower body was still obvious, Xue Junliang smiled and said: "I want to clean it up for you, but I didn't bother you because you were sleeping soundly. "

Xue Junliang asked someone to fetch water, because Teng Yun had an injury on his shoulder and couldn't get wet. Xue Junliang helped him clean up his body. Xue Junliang helped him get out the things in the hole behind him. Weak, don't embarrass him anymore, but Teng Yun didn't know anything, and Xue Junliang who teased him couldn't bear it anymore.