Dianxia Qingcheng

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Zhao Litang paused.

Amul waved, and the visitor was brought to sit beside him.

"Let me introduce to General Zhao," Amul patted the shoulder of the visitor, and said with a smile, "This is my own brother, the little prince who has been separated from the barbarians for many years, A Lanyue."

Alan Yue?

Zhao Litang looked at the man sitting beside Amuli, who was dressed in a luxurious barbarian costume, and his whole body was carefully dressed up, his plain white face was even more beautiful.

"My younger brother was taken away because of cholera since he was born. All he knew was that there was a crescent moon mark on his face. After so many years of searching for it to no avail, I didn't expect to be kept by my barbarian enemies all the time. Fortunately, it is well maintained."

Amul withdrew his hand, looking at Zhao Litang's shocked eyes, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Yuenu, oh no, it was A Lanyue with moist eyes, she lowered her head and dared not look at Zhao Litang.

He himself didn't accept his identity, and when he woke up, he was surrounded by many barbarians wanting to recognize his relatives with blood. After the recognition was successful, these people called him the little prince and worshiped him everywhere, but they didn't let him leave. Half a step to the barbarian barracks.

He tried to sneak out several times, but he was caught by a few strong soldiers and escorted back to the camp.

Because of A Lanyue's incident, the barbarian army ceased fighting for several days.

Amul talked all kinds of things and thought of many ways to persuade his younger brother to go back to the barbarian territory, but Alanyue was unwilling to go back no matter what.

In the end, Amul found some news. It turned out that his younger brother was saved by Zhao Litang, and then he followed Zhao Litang all the time. He pressed Alanyue several times, and found something wrong.

This is not the feeling one should have towards a normal benefactor.

It happened that Zhao Litang sent him to the door, so Amul spared his life to see his brother's reaction.

Sure enough, A Lanyue, who was about to give up, started to panic again. She wanted to escape to Zhao Litang's tent several times to visit, but was arrested.

Amul felt very sorry for his younger brother. After letting him live alone for so many years and suffering so much, now he still has to stay by someone's side in such a humble way, even if that person doesn't treat him at all. care.

The younger brother of the barbarian leader, the only prince on the grassland, doesn't need to be so humble.

"General Zhao, do you know my younger brother?"

Amul asked intentionally.

Zhao Litang took a few deep breaths, knowing that he was not dead, that he was not dead, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

If this child really died on the battlefield, in his barracks, then he will suffer a lot.

"I don't know." Zhao Litang turned his eyes away and spoke coldly.

A Lanyue raised her head in an instant, staring at Zhao Litang's side face, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes silently.

Amul said, "I don't know, General Zhao stared at him for so long? Could it be that he has taken a fancy to my brother?"

As soon as these words came out, the other barbarian soldiers began to laugh, and looked at Zhao Litang with a warmer look.

"It is said that the people of the Celestial Dynasty are the most particular about etiquette and teachings, and hate violating the principles of ethics the most. From this point of view, General Zhao is like me, a barbarian, who doesn't care about those red tapes. He is very open-minded. It's not a fault to like men, isn't it?"

"Yes, both men and women are the same. If you like them, you can marry them and take them home. General Zhao, the majestic general of a country, can't afford it."

"If you like it, go for it, how can there be so much nonsense."

The chaotic voices from all around blasted into my head at the same time, in the auditorium of the Celestial Dynasty, when was there such a time when there was such a nonsense nonsense.

Zhao Litang clenched his fists so hard that there was a trace of bloody smell in his throat, which he couldn't vomit or swallow, and his eyes were so hot that his eyes were red.

"enough!"

A loud bang made everyone quiet, and all eyes were focused again.

Zhao Litang raised his head and drank a glass of wine, swallowing it mixed with blood, until it was hot to his heart.

"I know him. He used to be a servant in my house, a handyman in my barracks, and a deserter in my battlefield. Now, he has become your barbarian prince! And I am your barbarian enemy, captive, and prisoner!"

After Zhao Litang finished speaking the last three words, the wine glass in his hand suddenly slammed towards Amul, and said through gritted teeth, "Satisfied?"

Amul did not dodge, the wine glass smashed his forehead, and a little blood oozes out.

A Lanyue at the side looked at Zhao Litang with tears in her eyes, and bit her lower lip tightly, almost bleeding from the bite.

His general said he was a deserter.

His general looked at him with hatred in his eyes.

Amul raised his hand and touched his wound, "It seems that there is no need to talk about it."

He waved his hand, "Kill it."

Suddenly a few soldiers rushed in outside the camp, rushed forward and pulled Zhao Litang to go outside.

Zhao Litang's footsteps were flimsy, his figure wobbled and then fell down. The sky and the earth were spinning in chaos in front of his eyes. He felt that his chest was constricted and he couldn't breathe, and he was about to pass out.

It sounded like someone was running towards his ears, he was hugged into his arms by someone, something soft touched his lips, his breathing was smooth, but his chest was still very stuffy, Zhao Litang's eyes were dark and dizzy past.

"General, general, general, wake up, don't die, don't die, you can't die"

A Lanyue hugged Zhao Litang and wept uncontrollably, the soldiers beside her didn't dare to move anymore, Amul waved them out.

"Yue'er, Yue'er."

Amul walked up to A Lanyue's side, and stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground.

But A Lanyue threw his arm away abruptly, and stared at him with red eyes, "Didn't you say that as long as I obeyed, you wouldn't kill him? Didn't you say you wouldn't hurt him? Promise me Are all the words false? Didn’t you say that you are my elder brother and you will listen to me in everything? Then I want you to let him go now!”

"Yue'er, you haven't come back for a long time, there are some things you don't understand, you stand up first and we'll talk about it later."

Amule winked, and several servants came to pull Alanyue and Zhao Litang, but they were all scared away by the heart-piercing roar.

"Don't come here! Whoever dares to touch him, I will die with him, I will do what I say!"

"Moon"

Seeing that he was still protecting Zhao Litang, Amul frowned, not daring to let others approach him for a while.

"Brother" A Lanyue cried out, "I call you brother, I beg you, please let him go, okay? I can answer whatever you say."

Yes, you want me to go back to the barbarian territory, okay, I'll go back, as long as you can let him go."

Looking at his younger brother who was crying into tears, Amul could not bear it in all kinds of ways. His only relative in this world, he tried all kinds of hardships to find him, because he wanted to hold him in the The care and love in the palm of the hand is not to make him cry for other men.

"That's all." Amul finally sighed, "Take him back to the tent, and find someone to look at his injuries, don't die."

Zhao Litang opened his eyes again. It was not the corpse throwing mountain as expected, nor a prison, but a warm and soft bed covered with fluffy deer fur.

Someone was putting medicine on his shoulder, and his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of waking him up.

Blinking his eyes slowly, he finally saw who the person in front of him was.

Zhao Litang's face changed suddenly, and with a wave of his arm, he pushed the person holding the ointment and gauze to the ground.

"what!"

A Lanyue sat down on the ground, but still held the things in her hands high to avoid getting dirty.

"General! You're awake!"

A Lanyue completely ignored the person who pushed her down just now, and couldn't hide her surprise.

"General, do you have any other wounds? I only saw the most serious one on your shoulder. Don't move, the wound hasn't been bandaged yet."

"roll."

A Lanyue paused with her hands, and slowly pulled out a difficult smile.

"General, let me bandage you."

"I'll let you go!"

Zhao Litang coughed uncontrollably, and finally spit out the blood in his throat uncontrollably, and the blood flowed down his chin into his robe.

A Lanyue hurriedly wiped his blood, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"General, you have suffered serious internal injuries. If you don't rest well, it will be very dangerous."

Zhao Litang closed his eyes, "I don't care if you have sold the military report of the Celestial Dynasty to the barbarians, but as long as you are of the royal blood of the barbarians, you are my mortal enemy of the Celestial Dynasty. If I meet you in other places, I will show no mercy. Kill you."

A Lanyue's fingers froze for a moment, but quickly and neatly bandaged Zhao Litang's wound.

"I believe it, general, so the general must get out alive. My life was originally saved by the general. If the general wants to kill me, I will admit it."

''you……"

Zhao Litang suddenly grabbed the wrist on his shoulder, his eyes were red with anger, "Why on earth are you his younger brother? Why are you the prince of a barbarian tribe? Are you lying to me? Tell me ? Is this Amul's conspiracy!"

A Lanyue's wrist was so painful that he could even hear the bones creaking, but he didn't pull out his wrist, but just shook his head.

"It's not a conspiracy, it's all true."

Tears dripped from the corners of his eyes along with these words. If possible, he would rather not be the only prince on the grassland. He just wants to be an ordinary person, and it is enough to be by the general's side.

Tears slid across the crescent mark, shining crystal clear, a bit of coquettish red slowly took root and sprouted, unknowingly piercing into the bottom of people's hearts.

Zhao Litang's heart also seemed to become transparent, light and soft at that moment.

He accidentally raised his finger to caress the crescent moon, and wiped away the tears on it.

Then he heard himself say, "You make me sick."

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Congratulations to Xiao Zhao for the successful handling of the "Wife Chasing Crematorium" package