POW camp

When Lan Ting was escorted to Hovis's office, the Director of the Intelligence Agency was also eating breakfast.He took off his coat and threw it casually on the back of the chair. The sleeves were rolled up to the crook of his arms, and the three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned.On the large desk, there is not even a pen or a piece of paper. It is full of fried eggs, browned toast, fresh tomato sauce, vegetable salad, warm milk, bacon and ham, and various fruits. There was even a vase of flowers in full bloom by the table.

This set can be placed in your own dining room, but now it is on the desk that should be serious and tidy.Crane stood behind Hovis and fanned him, and a little brown-haired slave was pouring freshly squeezed orange juice into a glass half filled with ice cubes.

Lan Ting struggled non-stop along the way, the shackles were clanging, and the four big men exhausted their breastfeeding strength to hold the young captain down.

Hovis didn't seem to notice. He slowly stuffed the last bite of fried egg into his mouth, ate another piece of ham, and drank half a glass of warm milk. Then he walked slowly to Lanting with the prepared iced orange juice. In front of him, he looked him up and down with a disgusted look: "Tsk tsk, it's really dirty. Prisons don't support people, and they were fine with me last time." He waved his hands and said, "Let him go."

"But..." the jailers hesitated to speak.

"It's okay." Hovis said arrogantly with a determined face, "He already knows how powerful I am, so he can only obey obediently in front of me." The jailers looked at each other and had no choice but to let go.

Lan Ting stood there, and sure enough, he didn't move any more.Hovis walked around Lan Ting while shaking the orange juice: "I heard that you have been dishonest Lan Ting again? This is not good, how did I teach you? You have to be like a dog, sleep when you should, Eat when it's time to eat, wait for my call, and crawl over."

Lan Ting didn't listen to what Hovis said at all, all his attention was attracted by the glass of orange juice, and he subconsciously licked his dry lips.Food and drinking water in the prisoner-of-war camp were pitifully scarce, and even a little more would be a gift.

Hovis saw Lan Ting's desire and deliberately put the water glass under his eyelids.Lan Ting did not take it, but glanced at Hovis' face.Hovis was even more proud. He brought the water glass closer and said generously, "Here."

Lan Ting swung his arm with a "slap", and the heavy shackles were hitting Hovis' wrists, and a glass of orange juice was thrown up, spilling all over his head and face.Immediately afterwards, Lanting rushed over like a leopard, the iron chain tightly wrapped around Hovis' neck, and bit his shoulder.

Hovis yelled "Oops!", jumping, kicking, kicking, and yelling, "Get him off! Get him off!"

The jailers held back their laughter, and together with the panicked Kelan, they stepped forward to pull Lan Ting.Lan Ting and the extremely hungry cub finally bit on it as if they saw a piece of fat.It wasn't until the little brown-haired slave came over with a whip and whipped it hard a few times before he let go, but his mouth was already bloody.Hovis was strangled by the iron chain and almost didn't come up, coughing desperately, his face flushed, pointing at Lan Ting and shouting intermittently: "Hang up... get up, cough cough... hang up..."

Lan Ting laughed arrogantly and stopped resisting. He let the guards hang themselves from the iron rings on the roof, with their legs widely apart, and locked them on the two iron rings on the ground.

Crane was busy prescribing Hovis.Hovis managed to catch his breath, stared at Lan Ting viciously, and shouted: "You all get out, get out of here!"

Everyone could see that Lan Ting might have nothing good to eat this time.The surface of this office is clean and tidy, but in fact there are various training tools hidden.Hovis liked best to play boys here, listening to their miserable screams echoing down the hallway.

After all the jailers had left, Kelan withdrew with the little brown-haired slave and closed the door tightly.

The room fell silent again, Hovis shook his hair, wiped his face, walked up to Lanting, looked at him with some annoyance, and whispered: "I told you a long time ago, don't ask for trouble, Haven't figured it out yet?"

Lan Ting glanced at him and snorted coldly: "Don't you really want to crawl over obediently? Don't you think this is real enough?"

Howes was startled, then slowly raised one corner of his lips, he gently raised Lan Ting's chin, stared into the other's eyes, and said affectionately: "Lan Ting, is this a kind of tacit understanding between us? "

"Tacit with your mother's size!" Although Lan Ting's voice was low, he scolded to the point, and suddenly let go of his throat and shouted, "If you dare to touch me again, I will wring your head off!"

"Okay, I'd like to see how you twist it!" Hovis said "angrily", and slapped Lan Ting casually, loudly but without pain. "Fuck you." Lan Ting rushed forward angrily, and swear words came out one after another, from Hovis' grandfather to his grandson, from his heels to the back of his head.

Howes was amused, he grabbed Lan Ting's hair violently, and kissed his lips fiercely.Lan Ting did not show any weakness, and opened his mouth to bite Hovis' tongue, but Hovis pinched his jaw.This kiss was brutal, bloody and hot, and the lips and tongue were desperately entangled, and in the end, both of them were panting and a little angry.

Lan Ting cursed: "Grass!" Suddenly, he felt Hovis caressing his waist.He shook vigorously, but his limbs were all bound, and he heard only the sound of clattering iron chains. "Bastard, let me go!" Hovis's fiery breath hit his shoulders, like the tongue of flame from an electric torch: "Lanting, we won."

Lan Ting suffocated for breath, and asked in a low voice after a long time: "What did you say?"

"We won, in Congling. Lan's army has wiped out more than [-] enemies. Our army has completely occupied the front line of Congling. The breakthrough of Fancheng is just around the corner." Hovis murmured softly, his hands resting on Lanting's body. Wander and stroke.If one peeks through the crack of the door of the office study, one can only see Hovis trapping and hanging Lan Ting compulsively kissing and ravaging the poor prisoner.

Lan Ting didn't pay attention to this at all, his heart was filled with the joy of victory, and he kept asking: "When, which legion?"

"Just after you were captured, it was your cousin, Captain Lan, who led the army." Hovis clung to Lan Ting's body, walked around behind him, slowly took off his white gloves, threw them aside, and carefully His long fingers slid across Lan Ting's smooth waistline, all the way down.

Lan Ting's muscles tensed suddenly, and he whispered angrily, "Horvis, what are you doing!"

Hovis chuckled, like a cat teasing a little mouse: "I thought we already had a tacit understanding, what else can we do if we don't do this here?" After a pause, he said slowly, "Don't you think this is true enough? Is it?"

He sent back Lan Ting's words intact, clamped two fingers on the protrusion on Lan Ting's chest, pinched and squeezed, and lingered with the other hand at the seam of the other's waist and hips.

Lan Ting was so angry that he almost vomited blood, an inexplicable hotness swept over the sky, burning every inch of his body in an instant, and his blood boiled all over his body.This feeling was too strange, but it was very familiar. He panicked and asked, "What is it..." Only then did he realize that his throat was very dry.

"A little fun, Lan Ting, don't be so nervous." Hovis said calmly, "Same as last time, you will like it."

"I like... I like your size..." With all four limbs hanging wide open like this, being played with wantonly by others, shame and anger rushed to the top of Lan Ting's head, "Bastard... there is no need... no need..." He He opened his mouth to pant, like a fish that was about to be dried by the hot sun, his whole body was itchy, hot, and inexplicably agitated. He would rather be tortured again than this, it was just intense pain.

"You think things are too simple." Hovis patiently explained, in contrast to the almost intoxicated eyes staring at Lanting, and slightly heavy panting, "That little brown-haired slave, saw Is it? His name is Ami, and he was sent by Lauter to spy on me. Do you think you can fool me by just calling out a few times?" He increased his strength and kneaded Lanting Chiguo's skin roughly.The pleasure rushed straight to Lan Ting's limbs and bones. His head was in chaos, and he could only murmur weakly: "Bastard... bastard..." over and over again, not like cursing, but like a kind of catharsis when he was helpless.

Except for Hovis, no one has ever seen Lan Ting like this before.The fragile and bewildered eyes, the flushed face, the glistening sweat on the firm skin, and the uncontrollable slight trembling, all tell the great effect of lust on him.Horvis couldn't bear it any longer, he parted Lan Ting's buttocks almost violently, and pushed in hard.

Lan Ting raised his neck as if being shocked by an electric shock, and the expression on his face was pained and joyful.

The sound of violent physical impact and passionate moans clearly came out through the closed door of the office.Ami swallowed, he imagined the passionate scene in the room, and felt a little hot in his heart.If I were that prisoner of war, hanged up and tortured by the master, this and that, and that and this... Oh, my God!He found that the bottom was hard, and he couldn't help sneaking a glance at Kelan who was standing opposite.The purple-haired boy was very calm, looking at the ground with lowered eyelids, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Idiot out of favor," thought Ami.

It was no secret that Ami was indeed someone Lauter had placed next to Hovis.Since Hovis likes beautiful boys, Lauter often sends some over to Hovis to "change the taste and quench his thirst".Hovis would do the same thing, send the trained child back, usually Lauter would accept it and play with it occasionally.Whether these teenagers have been successfully trained to become Hovis's people is anyone's guess.Everyone is living in the true and the false, testing each other and being vigilant.

Of course, Lauter only used the news about Hovis sent by these teenagers as a reference.At this moment, he was sitting in his carriage, closing his eyes and resting his mind.The document I just saw was about the emperor sending imperial envoys to inspect it.Congling's fall shocked Puman's imperial court greatly, and the whole country was inexplicably astonished.At the beginning, the main fighters who made big promises and vowed to "defend Congling to the core and strive for a counterattack" became a huge soap bubble, which burst with a light touch.The emperor finally couldn't sit still, and sent someone to the front line to see what was going on. Lauter knew in his heart that Fancheng might not be able to hold it.

But what does this have to do with me?He looked out through the tulle gauze curtain. The fall of Congling and Changhe made Fancheng almost an isolated city, surrounded by enemies on three sides, and only one side could get support from the rear.But this support has not come for a long time.Supplies in the city began to show a trend of scarcity, the streets were clear and cold, and the people who came and went looked flustered, as if there was a sharp sword on their heads, which might fall down and stab people at any time.

It is very possible that he is about to leave here.Laut breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, his main purpose in this city was not to command combat and kill the enemy at the front, but to monitor Haiya—the prince who was about to be born in a year.This prince's status is too special. If there is only one person in the world who can threaten the throne of the current emperor, it must be this very young prince.Even to the emperor, Haiya's existence was much more terrifying than the Ole Empire that was eyeing him.

"Watch him, and report to me immediately if there is any disturbance." The emperor's face was stern, with a cold murderous look hidden, "Even if necessary, you can..." He didn't continue, but both of them knew it well. bright.

"What a pity." Lauter closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of that frantic and crazy night.After all, the prince's taste is not bad, so I really can't bear to do it myself.Lauter sneered and narrowed his eyes. It was a struggle between royal families, why did he get involved?Just take Haiya back to the imperial capital. As for life or death, wait for the emperor to give the order himself.

The carriage "tap-tap" came to Prince Haiya's mansion.Prince Haiya advocates frugality and has been living a life like an ascetic.His mansion is not very big, not even comparable to the luxurious mansion of Hovis, and it does not fit his status as a prince at all.In the eyes of the luxurious and bohemian Puman people, this is simply an anomaly.

Haiya was kneeling in the narrow and dark prayer room to pray. He sincerely begged the goddess of hunting to bless the people of Fancheng, and kissed the scepter symbolizing the goddess of hunting over and over again until Di Heng's low voice came from outside. : "Your Highness, Lieutenant Colonel Lauter has something important to report."

A hint of disgust flashed across Haiya's face, but he regained his composure in an instant. He kissed the scepter again, stood up slowly, and walked out of the prayer room.

Haiya is a standard handsome boy with blond hair and blue eyes. Many people even say that only this prince in the empire's generation has inherited the true royal blood, without any deviation.He was wearing a very plain robe, made of pure white linen, which was loosely worn on his body, and only a gold-rimmed belt symbolizing the royal family was tied around his waist.In addition, there is no extra decoration on his body. These clothes and lifestyles are different from other nobles, making him out of tune with the royal family, but he is deeply loved by the people of Fancheng.

He walked to the reception room, and Di Heng followed closely. Since the unspeakable incident last year, Di Heng refused to leave Haiya for half a step. Lauter always called him: "Prince Haiya is the closest A faithful dog."

Laut bowed hastily to salute Haiya, before the prince raised his hand, he straightened his waist.After a while, Haiya lost a lot of weight, with a slight frown between her brows, with a worried look on her face.Lauter sat down, his sticky eyes gliding over Haiya's almost delicate face, and half-truthfully said: "It's really touching that His Royal Highness is so concerned about the country and the people."

"Let's talk if you have anything to say." Haiya's tone was indifferent, without any emotion, but it showed that he wanted to end the meeting as soon as possible.

Lauter took the document from Coto and handed it to him: "The emperor will send a special envoy to inspect the combat readiness of Fancheng. Your Highness, His Majesty the Emperor is very unhappy about the loss of Congling."

Haiya took the document, carefully read it word by word, took a deep breath, and said, "Don't worry, I will naturally apologize to His Majesty, and I will never shirk others."

"That's not what I meant, Your Highness." Lauter narrowed his eyes and greedily stared at Haiya's slender waist, like a poisonous snake staring at a small hamster. "Actually, I am very willing to share your Highness's worries, after all..." He paused on purpose Paused, lowered his voice, "Our relationship is extraordinary."

Di Heng stepped forward and said angrily: "Lieutenant Colonel, please pay attention to your words!" A look of shame and anger flashed across Haiya's face, and then disappeared quickly: "Thank you for your concern. The guards in Fancheng are as solid as gold, enough to I am even sure that I can resist the powerful attack of the Ole Empire. In the near future, I will be able to recapture the Congling River. All that is lacking are supplies and ammunition.” He raised his head and looked at Lauter earnestly, “I hope that Lieutenant Colonel Soldiers, put the country first, say a few good words in front of the special envoy, and send the material reserves to Fancheng as soon as possible."

"Of course, I am willing to serve you, my lord."

"When will the envoy arrive?"

"About half a month later."

"Then, Lieutenant Colonel Lao will arrange the reception and treat this special envoy well." Haiya raised his right hand.Lauter bowed deeply, raised his hand, kissed it, and took the opportunity to scratch Haiya's palm a few times.

Haiya withdrew her hand very quickly, her body trembling slightly.Lauter looked at him proudly, and said in a drawn out voice, "If Mr. Special Envoy can go away satisfied, I think His Royal Highness will not be stingy with rewarding me."

"...No..." Haiya spoke with difficulty.

"Then, when the time comes, please invite Your Highness to have a banquet at the home of the humble official, and get drunk." Lao Te deliberately said the last four words very strongly, and Haiya's face turned pale immediately.Lauter smiled, bowed and stepped back.

"This bastard!" Di Heng took a few steps forward, his eyes seemed to burn a few holes in Lauter's back, he turned his head to Haiya, and asked worriedly: "Your Highness, you..."

Haiya shook his head and whispered, "Nothing." He stood up and walked to the window.His window was facing the downtown square of Fancheng, a place that used to be bustling and noisy, but now it was exceptionally quiet, only a dozen beggars huddled half-dead in the corner.

"I know the purpose of the envoy's visit." Haiya said quietly, "I'm almost full. According to the laws of the empire, the prince has the right to inherit the throne. The emperor's cousin is afraid that I will exercise this right. He doesn't want me to live. Pass."

"Your Highness..."

Haiya waved his hand to stop Di Heng's words: "Cousin is very likely to give up Fancheng, I can't, every inch of this empire's land, I can't let the enemy take it easily." He turned his head and looked at Di Heng's eyes, and asked softly, "Di Heng, will you always follow me?"

Di Heng pondered for a moment, knelt down on one knee, bowed and said, "I will follow you to the death, Your Highness."