Dianxia Qingcheng

"Pei, Brother Pei, it hurts..."

Qi Changyi's back was pressed against the hard earthen wall, and his eyes were red from the uneven protruding stones.

The blood in the palm of his hand was wet and sticky, he could grit his teeth and endure the pain of split skin, but Pei Zheng's rough treatment and gloomy expression could easily overwhelm him.

"Do you know how many people are still searching around this city just to find you? What about you? You're having fun!"

Pei Zheng's eyes were full of sternness. He hated the feeling of being out of control the most. This little fool obviously listened to his own words, but now he went against his wishes again and again, which made the tyrannical factor in his chest that had been suppressed for a long time a little uncomfortable. Take control.

Although, the fate of the little fool is still in his hands, but he has to firmly control everything.

Step by step, step by step, according to his ideas, to achieve.

A single slender and powerful long leg rests between two slender legs, and a slight upward push allows the little man's feet to fly into the air.

Qi Changyi had no choice but to put both hands on Pei Zheng's arms, trying to maintain the balance of his upper body.

The wooden thorn in his palm suddenly pricked deeper, and the scarlet blood stained on Pei Zheng's black robe couldn't be seen clearly.

"Brother Pei, don't be angry with me. It was Amul and the fourth brother who said that they would send someone to tell you to pick me up. I, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

Pei Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

Qi Changfeng, is he there?Why didn't he see him just now? Could it be that he was hiding from him on purpose?

good very good.

Pei Zheng squinted his eyes, staring at the teary-eyed little man without speaking.

Outside the dark alleyway, there are crowds of people coming and going, laughing, singing and dancing.

But this alley is dark and damp, as if the sky is not visible, cold and gloomy, freezing and biting, capable of swallowing up all the bright and beautiful things.

There is a world of difference across a wall.

The surrounding environment, as well as the people in front of him, are very similar to the night that Pei Zheng remembered, the night that has often lingered in his mind for the past ten years.

"Waiting for me for a long time? I think you're having a good time, and I'm afraid I'd rather not come looking for you, so you can continue talking and laughing with that barbarian."

Pei Zheng pinched Qi Changyi's chin with two fingers, and asked forcefully, "Really?"

"No, no..."

Qi Changyi's chin was pinched and he couldn't move, the tears in the corners of his eyes could no longer hold back, falling down like beads with a broken thread.

Tears dripped down the jade-white chin, causing Pei Zheng's eyes to deepen, and his hands became stronger.

"Barbarian, barbarian, the people you make friends with in private are all barbarians, I didn't misread you..."

Qi Changyi's jaw hurt badly, and he couldn't understand what Pei Zheng said. He only felt that the fingers were slender and strong, like two pliers, which were about to crush his jaw.

His arms were a little sore and numb, and his bleeding palms were already so painful that he lost consciousness, but he still obediently did not move, his legs were hanging limply.

"Pei, Brother Pei, what can you do to stop being angry?"

Qi Changyi endured the pain and asked with difficulty.

"What do you say?"

The fingers on his chin finally loosened a little. Pei Zheng moved a little away and looked down at the little man. The moonlight above his head poured down from his side, and the tall figure shrouded all directions.

Qi Changyi's body trembled slightly, he thought for a while, leaned forward as if trying to please Pei Zheng, and tried to get close to Pei Zheng's lips, but there was still a little distance, his eyes became hot and two lines of tears rolled down .

Pei Zheng's eyelids moved, and he leaned forward slightly. The little man finally touched the thin lips, and carefully attached Wen Ruan to them, but he didn't make any further moves.

After sticking it for a long time, the little man raised his eyes, which were wet inside, and asked softly, "Is this better?"

Pei Zheng stared at him with red rabbit eyes and said nothing.

Pei Zheng's sleeves were wet with blood, and the warm touch made him frowned. He saw the pool of blood dripping from his feet against the moonlight, and he remembered that the little man's hands seemed to be injured just now.

"Show me your hand."

Qi Changyi raised his arm twice, but it was so numb that he couldn't use his strength.

Pei Zheng directly picked up his palm, opened it and looked at his palm, the blood was indistinct, mixed with some fine debris.

Qi Changyi's wound was suddenly stretched open, and the flesh was pulled so that sweat oozes from his forehead.

"Be patient."

Pei Zheng stretched out his hand to pick something at his wound, picking out the small wood chips from the blood and throwing them away.

After some movements, Qi Changyi's lower lip was already white from being bitten by himself, so he didn't snort.

Pei Zheng pinched his chin again, forcing him to let go of his lips, and then he lowered his head and attached them.

The slightly cool thin lips were lightly opened, the tip of the tongue was inserted and gently swept a few times, carefully tracing the small white and neat teeth, and then wrapped around the soft little tongue to suck a few times.

A completely different kiss from just now.

Separated after a long time, Pei Zheng saw that the originally pale lips were now full of red and lustrous, and he relaxed his legs and put the little man down.

Qi Changyi's legs touched the ground suddenly, he was so numb that he couldn't stand, he fell to the ground, and immediately lowered his head and didn't speak aggrievedly.

Just as Pei Zheng wanted to help him up, there was a sudden noise from the entrance of the alley. It was the leader of the guards who came looking for him. He was relieved when he saw the prince sitting on the ground.

"My lord, since the prince has been found, let's go back to the palace as soon as possible. Some barbarians have moved into this city recently. Even though they are here for peace talks, it's better to be careful."

Pei Zheng nodded lightly.

"Send the prince back to the palace, and go to Doctor Jiang to treat his wound first. Order someone to withdraw the imperial guards, and I will go to do something alone."

After Pei Zheng gave the order, he strode out of the deep alleyway.

Qi Changyi watched his leaving back, and then quietly bit her lower lip.Brother Pei seems to be still angry with himself. If he had known that he shouldn't be playing with the fourth brother and Amul, he would have gone directly to Brother Pei.

The head of the guards sent someone to bring the sedan chair, hurriedly sent Qi Changyi back to the palace, and sent him directly to the Imperial Hospital, and even asked for Jiang Yubai by name.

Just as Jiang Yubai sent Chengfeng away, he was getting angry. When he came to the lobby and saw Qi Changyi whose hands were covered in blood, he exclaimed in shock.

"What's wrong with His Highness's hand? Don't tell me it's Mr. Pei's masterpiece again!"

The corner of the guard leader's mouth twitched in embarrassment, and after a salute, he quickly opened the door and went out to guard.

Jiang Yubai hurriedly ordered people to prepare hot water and medicine, and treated Qi Changyi's wound.

"Your Highness, just call out when it hurts. There is no one else here, so don't bear it."

Qi Changyi's face turned pale from the obvious pain, but he still tried his best to smile at Jiang Yubai with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Doctor Jiang, I'm fine, thank you for your kindness."

The movements of Jiang Yubai's hands were as gentle as possible, but he still couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Is this Pei Zheng still a human being? Which time His Highness was injured was not related to him?"