Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

When Cang Lang was rescued, his eyes were still blurred, he didn't know how deep they were buried, he only knew that it took Chi Xiaoyu a long time just to order people to clean up the sand and gravel in the pothole.

Fortunately, the garrison drilled outside the city had turned back, and with the help of the seven major trading companies, the speed of rescue outside the cave was not too slow.

Soon, the falling rocks were cleared, and the cloth strips on the walls were slender. A dozen people who looked like porters slid down the pit wall. When they were almost at the end, they were blocked by a thick round rafter.Chi Xiaoyu wanted to order someone to move the rafters away, but when he got closer, he saw that the round rafters were smashed by the rolling stones, the edges were sharp and saw-toothed, and when it entered Feng Lin's waist, it was as straight as a Mo Dao.

Just like this, he suppressed the severe pain, and supported his husband through the four days of darkness, blood soaked through his clothes, and formed a deep black scab.

"Let someone come looking for a knife, cut off the two ends of the wooden branch first, and then rescue. Tell the military doctor to wait by the side and not allow him to leave."

Cang Lang couldn't see it, but he could already imagine the seriousness of Feng Lin's injury from Lieutenant General Chi's trembling tone. When he was pulled out of the hole, he grabbed Chi Xiaoyu's arm: "How is Ah Lin's injury? Is it serious?"

There was an obvious intimacy in the salutation that came out of the mouth, which attracted Yan Mo who was standing aside unconsciously.Cang Lang hadn't covered his veil at this time, and it was this hasty glance that shocked him as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood there for a few seconds, with a bit of disbelief on his face.

Chi Xiaoyu said comforting words, "There is no harm to the vitals, please rest assured, sir."

Having said that, Cang Lang couldn't be relieved at all.

In the next few days, although his eye disease had not healed, he insisted on touching Feng Lin's bed every few sticks of incense.He didn't do a lot of serious work, Zuo just tucked in the quilt and found it hot, and when he opened it, he worried about catching a cold.Fortunately, Vice General Chi stopped him, otherwise, this well-meaning blind man who was overly worried would have made His Royal Highness more injured and sicker.

After removing the black cloth blindfold, Feng Lin's injury also improved.Cang Lang became more and more unwilling to do anything about changing soup and medicine.

With a petite Liu Jiaohua face, doing daily necessities, if he hadn't just burnt the stove in the small kitchen yesterday, Chi Xiaoyu really wanted to give him a good reputation as "IKEA IKEA".

"Sir, is cooking again?" Feng Lin put his fist against his mouth, his lips touched the thick calluses of his fingertips, and he was a little breathless after talking too much, which was a sign of recovery from a serious injury.

Chi Xiaoyu coughed halfway across his face, turned his head and said bitterly: "It is said that the lotus seeds are newly ripe in Jixia, and I want to make soup for you. It took a whole night to light the fire, and the stove was blackened, and I didn't know how to fill it with firewood. How many."

The sweet taste of the past years spread to the throat, and Feng Lin felt sweet and happy just thinking about it, and was deeply dissatisfied with the bitter look on the lieutenant general's face: "Mr. Where are you frowning?"

There are many ways about their master and apprentice.Chi Xiaoyu didn't dare to say a word, he smiled dryly and perfunctory, and said: "This time, His Highness is in danger, thanks to the seven great merchants' efforts to search and rescue. But the general is really curious, how could His Highness write to them at such a difficult time, and he will definitely Did you hear back?"

Feng Lin coughed twice, and said: "The few people who took the lead in making trouble in front of the Fucang that day have all confessed that they were instigated by the seven major merchants to incite public opinion in disguise. Chance."

"But they also participated in the matter of driving up food prices. This crime cannot be excused no matter what. With His Highness's position today, what promise can you give them?" Chi Xiaoyu didn't understand.

"This king can't guarantee that the seven major merchants will retreat unscathed, but at least they will have a way out. As long as I mention one sentence in the report, the Yidun family relies on wealth and power, and Jiangning merchants have suffered from their lust for a long time. As a last resort, the three Words are their best life-saving talisman." Feng Lin said: "Businessmen always have a steelyard in their hearts, and it is easy to weigh which is more important."

Chi Xiaoyu sighed in admiration, and suddenly heard Feng Lin asking in his ear: "How is Yang Dazhi?"

"He didn't follow the order, and insisted on sending troops to pursue Gao Wujiu, so that he didn't return in time, which almost delayed the military situation, and even caused His Highness to be injured. He has already received a punishment from the Zhenfu Department, and now he is outside the gate of Dique by himself. Kneeling," Chi Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, "Should we send someone to wake him up?"

Feng Lin's eyes are slightly sideways, his majesty jointed.Half of the setting sun shone on him with billows of dust, as if no matter what was next to him, it would turn into a handful of ashes in an instant.

"Compassion does not command soldiers. This king will spare him this time. When the day comes before the battle, the enemy may not be willing to spare him the next time. What is due to him is not less."

Chi Xiaoyu bowed his head and answered yes, after a while of greetings, he resigned, and happened to have a face-to-face meeting with a certain pet of "Xiuwaihuizhong" at the door.

"Your lieutenant is a coincidence," Cang Lang raised the porcelain bowl in his hand, and said kindly, "Use some together?"

Chi Xiaoyu took a cursory glance, showing embarrassment, hurriedly waved his hands to decline, and couldn't help but look back before leaving, and framed the four characters "Wang Jun cherishes" with his gaze.

"I don't have such a good fortune." Cang Lang shook his head and sighed, and came over to set up the small case, "The first-class pond mud grows third-class lotus pods, it's not sweet to eat alone, but it's full of double sugar, try it quickly. "The white mist drifting from the edge of the bowl covered his gentle smiling eyes, it was the rippling autumn water.

With a thought in Feng Lin's mind, a certain longing surged up in the deep pool that had been silent for several days.This is the disadvantage of abstinence, every slight change will be endowed with a meaningful association.The gaze shifted from the eyes like autumn water to the plump lips, and sparks gradually lit up, but the instigator didn't realize it.

"Sweet?"

A small spoon touched the gap between his lips at some point, Feng Lin didn't even have time to think about what was being fed into his mouth, a greasy taste that was a hundred times sweeter exploded at the base of his tongue.He gasped, and the feeling rushed to the top of his skull in an instant, he was in a dilemma, His Highness forgave the lieutenant general for his miserliness.

"From now on, sir... just be a gentleman far away from the kitchen."

Such a plausible answer put a basin of cold water on Cang Lang, who was in the throes of excitement.He scratched the mole on the tail of his eye with his fingers, wondering: "The sugar bowl is almost bottomed out, why is it still not sweet?"

Feng Lin took the bowl in his hand, moved it to the head of the bed together with the small case that was in the way, stretched out his arm to hook back, and hooked him full of arms.

"Closing so close in the dog days, carefully pressing the wound," Cang Lang was startled at first, but soon realized, he pulled out a folding fan from his sleeve and put it between their lips, "Did your Highness forget the doctor's order?"

The accompanying military doctor asked Feng Lin to recuperate in peace of mind, and any violent movements were strictly prohibited.Feng Lin tilted his head slightly, his uncombed braids were scattered behind his head, and his seriousness just now disappeared. At this moment, he clearly looks like a rascal who wants candy.

"What in this world can be sweeter than my husband, if you want to caress my heart, how can you give up the basics and chase after the last?"

The lips immediately covered, and from just scratching the water to galloping in depth, the intertwined kisses were gradually stained with the taste of desire.

In the past, Cang Lang didn't understand why Feng Lin always preferred to keep his eyes open when kissing, but only now did he suddenly understand this feeling.The bond between them is no longer limited to lip and tongue hooking, but the stalemate of eyes and sight, and there are almost no intense sparks bursting out.Their figures are engraved in each other's eyes, watching each other's every move, and every subtle expression change can generate boundless love and starlight.

It tastes too good to be true.

"Do you want to do it?" Feng Lin pressed Cang Lang's side face tightly, panting and asked in a low voice.

Cang Lang lightly pecked at his temples, his slightly hot breath swept over his ears, blowing in all the energy of the idea, but he said in a serious manner: "Please follow the doctor's orders, my little highness."

Feng Lin couldn't tell which word broke through the line of defense, and the string in his mind broke with a "snap".He leaned back, with Canglang all over his chest, and moved nimbly with his fingers, the begonias on the back of his neck wet their stamens and opened their flower stems.

"A gentleman straightens his clothes, respects his vision."

Feng Lin is very insightful about the tricks between the bed. The turbulent desire is hidden under the water. If the waves want to play, he has hundreds of ways to deal with Yu Ru.Through the thin shirt, the palms were tossing and turning in the ups and downs of the back, and the knees felt more and more obvious.

"Sir, are you excited?"

It's too bad.

The groan was pulled into a long and thin line, Cang Lang couldn't help thinking this when he raised his neck.

Feng Lin misses Mr. desperately, just like a wolf cub carrying a lost star, wishing he could declare his possession to the world every moment.

For now, however, he just needs to confirm with Mr.

The Canglang was about to break down, and he had tears in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were full of joy, which soon became intertwined with sweat and tears.Feng Lin firmly fixed the person on his body, and powerfully invaded from bottom to top, trying to make every cry and every heavy panting of Cang Lang be because of him.

"Ah... Lin..."

Just when Feng Lin thought that the husband finally couldn't help begging for mercy, he saw him lowering his eyelids, moistening his lips in crimson, his half-opened and half-closed eyes revealing temptation, babbling every word Said: "I, love, you."

Feng Lin sat up and kissed Cang Lang, as gentle as comforting, as brutal as occupying.He didn't back out, just pushed out more in this posture, lowered his head to hold Canglang's earlobe, and said, "I'll relieve Mr. Gu..."

Canglang was wet inside and out, and leaning on Feng Lin's chest when he heard the words, he said softly: "Twin Love Gu, fate is bound together, life is life together, death is death together."

Feng Lin turned to look at him.

Cang Lang went to the back and embraced Feng Lin.When the tide of desire ebbs, they are still close to each other, and the shadow cast on the gauze tent has a hint of mutual affection. "Since that's the case, what's the difference between understanding and incomprehension?"

Feng Lin fell completely.Because of this sentence, Canglang turned into his drunkenness, swept him away from the difficult life, and pushed him into a charming dream that eats the marrow and tastes.

But no matter how good the dream is, it will eventually wake up.

When the night rain first breaks, the residual watch will be dawn.

Feng Lin pulled out his wrist, Cang Lang's fingertips chased after him, was gently held, pressed a gentle kiss, and then stuffed it back.

When Feng Lin arrived at Dique Gate, the sky had not yet broken, and the morning scenery was shrouded in heavy mist.The puddle became the only clear light in the haze, reflecting the sharp edge of the Xiuchun knife, which was no longer restrained by the scabbard for some reason.

There was another person kneeling beside Bai Ren.