After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

The enemy army that raided at night was menacing. Fortunately, Song Yaoxu and Qi Zizhen had not taken off their armor due to their recent guards. They each took their weapons and stepped on their horses, and ordered the soldiers to form a team to meet the enemy.

Maybe it was because of the nighttime raid and temptation. Although the enemy army came ferociously, it was not large in number, less than a thousand people.

Song Yaoxu forced himself not to panic, and arranged as calmly and calmly as possible: "Send me an order, shrink the defense, don't panic, order 500 main troops to gather in the main attack direction of the enemy, [-] troops on each side remain mobile and flexible, and the rest are stationed The camp will be replenished at any time."

The soldiers in charge of delivering the order responded quickly, and then quickly issued the order to the entire army.

This is also the first time their army has officially faced the enemy, and it was a surprise attack in such an environment.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, Song Yaoxu personally led the breakthrough elite troops on horseback, and Qi Zizhen and Wei Lingshen followed closely behind him.

Since they had been told to stay on guard before, the soldiers who were going to rest or were already resting quickly organized after receiving the order, some stayed in the camp area, and some rushed to meet the enemy's incoming direction.

The battle was very sudden, and some of the soldiers who were on the attack were a little timid, until they saw Song Yaoxu and Qi Zizhen who were fearlessly moving forward among the soldiers and horses. They were more or less encouraged and rushed forward with weapons in their hands.

The screams of charging and killing echoed throughout the valley, and the clashing of swords and swords sharply cut through the originally silent night.

"puff--"

Qi Zizhen plunged his sword into the oncoming enemy, and the splashed blood dripped on his cheeks, scorching hot.

He closed his eyes, forced himself not to think about anything unrelated to killing the enemy, and slashed at the approaching enemy with his backhand.

Taking advantage of the spare time, he hurriedly glanced at Song Yaoxu.

Out of the need for melee combat, the weapon Song Yaoxu brought this time was the long sword gifted by Cui Liang.

The original silver-white sword blade was stained with blood red, and Song Yaoxu's armor was also spattered with someone's blood.Standing among thousands of troops, he has a stern face. Only when he pays close attention can he find that his hand holding the rein is tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hand are protruding.

There is no one who is not afraid when they first enter the battlefield. The only thing they can do is to bury their fear deep in their hearts, and temporarily abandon everything, leaving only one thought - to kill the enemy.

Either the enemy dies, or oneself dies.

The moment Qi Zizhen looked at Song Yaoxu in a daze, another enemy soldier rushed towards him with a long sword.

"Zizhen be careful!"

Song Yaoxu, who noticed this scene from the corner of his eye, rushed forward immediately, swung his sword away from the enemy soldier, and said quickly in a low voice, "Don't be distracted, pay attention to safety."

After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and continued to fight the enemy bravely with the soldiers.

Qi Zizhen had lingering fears in his heart, and quickly regained his composure, no longer distracted, but always followed Song Yaoxu's side.

The sound of beating and killing soaring into the sky lasted for most of the night, and it was not until the second half of the night that the enemy was almost wiped out. Only a few people ran fast enough to retreat and return.

The peaceful valley was soaked in endless blood, and they also lost a lot of troops in their first encounter with the enemy, and the specifics had to be counted after the aftermath was completed.

The enemy troops were running to and fro, and this brief confrontation came to an end for the time being.

The rest of the soldiers and wounded returned to their camps one after another to rest, and Wei Lingshen also temporarily resigned under Song Yaoxu's signal.

Qi Zizhen and Song Yaoxu were the only two left on the battlefield where corpses were strewn across the field.

The bright moon rose above the valley, and the cold white moonlight fell on the mess everywhere.

Song Yaoxu had dismounted from his horse, his military uniform had already been soaked in the blood of countless people, and the long sword in his hand was still bleeding.

Qi Zizhen also dismounted, but just stood quietly not far away and looked at him.

The clean valley turned into a burial place for corpses. Countless lives were lost in just half the night. Among them, a soldier in the personal army was hit by a sword in order to protect Song Yaoxu.

But things like this will surely happen again in the future.

This is only the first time they have faced casualties, and they were forced to step directly into the battlefield unprepared and face it with the most unprepared attitude.

Qi Zizhen looked at Song Yaoxu's back for a long time, until there was a slight strange feeling on his face.

He thought it was caused by the drying up of the splashed blood, so he raised his hand to wipe it casually, but he encountered a red gash that was scratched at an unknown time, and there was a sharp pain.

"Hiss, it hurts..."

He couldn't help taking a breath, frowning with a pained expression, and raised his left hand to cover the wound.

However, before he recovered from the stabbing pain, he suddenly felt a black shadow shroud his eyes, and then a cool palm gently held the back of his left hand.

"Where did you hurt?"

Song Yaoxu's voice was very soft, his face was still full of fatigue from fighting in the middle of the night, and there was some worry and concern softly overflowing.

Feeling the warm breath on his cheek, Qi Zizhen answered in a low voice with his eyes half down, "The left side of the cheek... probably got scratched accidentally."

At the same time, Song Yaoxu also held his left hand behind his back and slowly pulled down, and by the moonlight, he could clearly see the shallow red gash on his cheek.

Song Yaoxu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and gently pinched the other side of Qi Zizhen's cheek, his tired and deep voice was mixed with helplessness: "I told you not to be distracted when you kill the enemy, you deserve to be hurt. "

Touching the cheek with some cold fingertips, leaving only a painless touch.

Song Yaoxu would never have said such things to Qi Zizhen in the past, so it can be seen that he must have worried Song Yaoxu terribly.

Qi Zizhen lowered his head, like a child admitting his mistake, but he still tried to defend himself: "I'm just worried about His Highness, so I want to see His Highness's situation."

"But I'm also worried about you." Song Yaoxu stretched out a finger, and caressed the wound on Qi Zizhen's cheek carefully, "The battlefield is not as usual, and there are crises everywhere here, and no one knows if it will appear from somewhere in the next moment. Here comes an enemy. I will protect myself so that you don't worry, and I hope you can protect yourself too."

His voice was so low that Qi Zizhen would miss his words if he didn't pay attention.

He can still clearly recall the moment of panic and uneasiness in his heart when the enemy army rushed towards Qi Zizhen, and he almost tried his best to keep himself calm in the later time.

But this kind of life and death moment will inevitably be experienced many times in the future, even... the last time.

Having personally seen countless lives die before his eyes, he couldn't even imagine what it would be like to lose the people in front of him.

But as long as they didn't end this battle, he would have to face such a possibility for a day.

Qi Zizhen felt the strong uneasiness in Song Yaoxu.

He raised his head to meet Song Yaoxu's gaze, but his heart ached from the almost overflowing distress in his eyes, and he couldn't say a word.

The moonlight fell on Qi Zizhen's body, which was coldly coated with a layer of silvery white, and the bright red on one side of his cheek was even more dazzling.

It was just a small gash on the cheek today, will it be a more fatal injury in the future?

Song Yaoxu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He stroked the back of Qi Zizhen's head with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and pressed his forehead against Qi Zizhen's forehead, his voice became hoarse: "Zizhen, promise me, you must protect yourself in the future, okay?"

Qi Zizhen felt the familiar aura close at hand, raised his face slightly obediently, and replied in a low voice: "I promise you."

As soon as the word "you" was pronounced, Qi Zizhen felt that his lips were carefully covered by another soft warmth.

Unconsciously, he loosened his jaw slightly, allowing Song Yaoxu to gently and domineeringly penetrate into the plunder, he could even feel Song Yaoxu's almost uneasy probing and confirmation.

Qi Zizhen closed his eyes obediently, put his arms around Song Yaoxu's neck, and gave him an affirmative response.

Under the moonlight, two embarrassed figures soaked in the blood of countless people hugged each other tightly, silently comforting each other's low emotions.

About two quarters of an hour later, Wei Lingshen, who was guarding the gate of the tent area, was finally relieved when he saw the two men coming back with their horses, and told them that they had prepared some clean water, so they could simply clean up the blood stains. .

Song Yaoxu thanked him with a smile, but Qi Zizhen was a little more silent than usual, nodded casually and walked quickly towards the tent.

Wei Lingshen was a little puzzled, looked at Song Yaoxu and asked in confusion, "Xiao Zhen... Is something wrong?"

Song Yaoxu looked at Qi Zizhen's back and his reddened ear tips under the moonlight, and said with a smile, "It's nothing. It's just that Zizhen accidentally got a small gash on his cheek. He was afraid of pain, so Xu was in a hurry to go back and deal with it. "

Hearing this, Wei Lingshen didn't think too much, nodded and said, "Then Your Highness, go back and deal with the blood on your body, and leave this valley as soon as possible tomorrow."

Song Yaoxu didn't continue to say anything, he nodded and followed Qi Zizhen's pace.

From the entrance of the tent area to the time when he walked back to Song Yaoxu's tent, Qi Zizhen hardly raised his head, avoided the soldiers all the way, and kept silent without saying a word.

Song Yaoxu followed behind him and had a panoramic view of his reaction, he could only helplessly shake his head and smile, carefully wrap his wrist around his wrist when he almost went to the wrong tent, and lead him back to the handsome tent.

"Take off the helmet, and I'll apply the medicine for you."

Song Yaoxu deliberately didn't mention the matter of Cai just now, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, and his tone was gentle and gentle.

Obediently, Qi Zizhen took off his helmet and sat on a chair, raising his face to facilitate Song Yaoxu's movements.

Song Yaoxu didn't keep him waiting for too long, he searched for the needed wound medicine and clean gauze, covered the wound with a cloth dipped in medicine powder, and at the same time gently reminded: "It may hurt a little, bear with it a little."

Then Qi Zizhen didn't even have time to react, so he started directly.

The sudden stabbing pain spread from his cheeks, Qi Zizhen couldn't help grinning from the pain, his eyes were covered with a layer of physiological moisture, he looked very pitiful.

He took a light breath and asked complainingly, "Did Your Highness do it on purpose?"

Song Yaoxu didn't deny it, and held the gauze stained with powder in one hand, and said with a smile, "How can I make you remember the lesson if I don't hurt you?"

Qi Zizhen, who admits he was wronged, had nothing to say, silently endured the pain and waited for the medicine to be finished. After the medicine was finished, Song Yaoxu told him very calmly that he would wash his face later and the medicine powder might be washed off, so after washing After the face, I have to do it again.

Qi Zizhen: "???"

This time he remembered the lesson very deeply.

Angrily, Qi Zizhen washed off the blood on the rest of his face angrily, then sat on the side angrily and waited for Song Yaoxu to give him another dose of medicine.

Seeing his appearance while holding the wound medicine, Song Yaoxu couldn't help but chuckled, walked up to him and said softly, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, go take a good rest after taking the medicine."

Qi Zizhen, who was afraid of pain, was not easily coaxed this time, and sat indifferently on the spot without saying a word.

It wasn't until Song Yaoxu reminded with a smile that he was about to start taking medicine, that Qi Zizhen chose to give in after hesitating for a while, and said softly, "...Your Highness, be gentle."

Song Yaoxu smiled when he heard his submissive request, "Okay, I'll be gentle."

This time, he half-kneeled in front of Qi Zizhen, holding the gauze firmly with one hand and gently covering the edge of the wound with medicinal powder again, with a focused and serious expression in his eyes, as if he was treating some treasure.

Qi Zizhen can clearly see his exquisite profile as long as he lowers his eyes slightly, and he can vaguely see a bloodstain that hasn't been wiped clean, which seems to be splashed when he came to save him.

He stared at the bloodstain for a long time, until Song Yaoxu reapplied the medicine for him, then he couldn't help reaching out his hand and gently touching the trace.

Suddenly feeling a little coldness on his cheeks, Song Yaoxu blinked his eyes, and there was more doubt in his eyes: "What's the matter? Is there something that hasn't been wiped clean?"

"Yes." Qi Zizhen nodded, leaned over to kiss the mark, and said softly with lowered eyelashes, "I promise Your Highness will cherish me, and Your Highness must not forget to protect myself."

A slight itchiness spread from his cheeks, Song Yaoxu paused for a while before bending his eyes and smiling again, his voice was very gentle.

"Well, I'll definitely remember."

The author has something to say: first kiss get hehehe

Tomorrow... strive for an update tomorrow, if there is no first update by [-]:[-] pm, then there will be only one update tomorrow mua

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Thanks to [Tm.sheep] and [Huaisu] for the two cute nutrient solution mua~

In addition, thank you again for the moonstone airdropped by the unknown cutie. For readers in Jinjiang who can’t see the specific moonstone airdropped, cutie can say it in the comment area~