Jiang Qing

As the night fell, Bai Bingchen and Tong Can returned to the house after inspecting the guards on the city wall. They ate some casual meals and prepared to go through the inventory of Wudu's equipment again. Go to bed and sleep.

Drowsy for an unknown amount of time, tossing and turning as if soaked in hot water, but unable to wake up, Bai Bingchen belatedly discovered that there was something wrong with the meal he ate before going to bed, but at this moment he was powerless to think, I just feel my body is lazy and hot, and my throat is very dry.

The quilt on the bed had already been kicked to the end of the bed by him, and he curled up into a ball, only to feel that the effect of the medicine was soft at the beginning, but when he came to his senses, it had become a surging river, invading all limbs and bones, and he was powerless to resist thinking.

He clenched his lower lip and rubbed unconsciously on the bed. Most of the underwear on his body was wiped off, revealing his pink skin. His whole body seemed to be roasted on a fire, and the moisture in his body was washed away. The squeeze turned into sweat beads on his forehead, sliding down his heaving chest.Bai Bingchen could even feel the beads of sweat slipping down bit by bit, the rapid or slow track, the body's sense of touch was magnified several times, and the bone-destroying itching overflowed from the cracks in the bones, forcing him to groan in a low voice.

Bai Bingchen leaned his neck up and rubbed the carved wood on the head of the bed. The temperature on his body quickly warmed the wood, but it couldn't dispel the enthusiasm in his heart. He seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze, but he couldn't pull up any strength. to answer.

"Master Bai! Master Bai! Master Bai..." The rapid knock on the door stopped, Tong Shen leaned close to the door frame, heard Bai Bingchen's weak and unbearable muffled hum, realized something was wrong, and shouted anxiously again.

In the heat wave, Bai Bingchen could barely discern that it was Tong Shen calling him. He tried his best to sit up from the bed, but his hands and feet were so soft that he slipped again when he stood up. His palms slipped under the pillow and touched the cold—— It is a dagger.

Bai Bingchen opened his clouded eyes, struggled to draw out the dagger, and slashed hard on his arm.

He struck so hard that he saw blood immediately, flowing down his arm and dripping onto the bed.

Stimulated by the pain, Bai Bingchen recovered his voice a little bit, and replied hoarsely, "What's the matter?"

Hearing that Bai Bingchen was unable to answer, Tong Shen still had some concerns and said worriedly: "Master Bai, you..."

"It doesn't matter." Bai Bingchen stroked his arm again, feeling the blood rushing out of his body, he got a little strength, propped up the wooden bed, stood up, staggered to the table, picked up the The cold tea on the table poured all over himself.

The fragrance of bitter tea drenched his whole body, and the cold water splashed on his scorching body. Bai Bingchen could barely catch his breath. He staggered forward a few steps while supporting the table, holding a dagger dripping with blood in his hand, ready to let Tong Shen find a The doctor comes over.

Bai Bingchen could also think that since prescribing the medicine was intentional, it would not be so easy to cure, but it would be better to prescribe some medicines to clear the heart and relieve dryness than to suffer alone like this.

As soon as he supported the door frame, he heard Tong Shen sigh in relief, and said, "It's good that your lord is fine. The Marquis of Nanyang is coming to attack the city with his army, and I'm just going to discuss with you how to deal with it."

"Now?" A burst of scorching heat surged up from his abdomen again, Bai Bingchen frowned tightly, softened his body, and slid little by little by the door to sit on the ground.

It was such a coincidence that as soon as he entered the secret channel, the Marquis of Nanyang led troops to attack, and Bai Bingchen had to suspect that there was some kind of connection between this.

"Who will lead the army?" Bai Bingchen bit his lower lip, trying to break free of a trace of clarity, trying to formulate a plan based on the characteristics of the leader.

Tong Shen hesitated obviously, and said, "It's General Mei."

"Mei?" Bai Bingchen thought he had heard it wrong, and said with difficulty, "Which General Mei?"

A strong uneasiness welled up in his heart, because his brain was like a paste, he couldn't figure out anything, he only vaguely remembered that there didn't seem to be a general surnamed "Mei" in Nanyanghou's subordinates.

"It's Master Mei Shaomei." Tong Shen said with a wry smile: "We were blocked in the east, and we never knew that General Mei had surrendered to the Marquis of Nanyang. Now he is leading the Nanyang army to the city. The attack is tight, and he is already on the first floor. Outside the barrier."

How could it be, how could Mei Shao submit to the Marquis of Nanyang?

Bai Bingchen felt that his ears seemed to be leaking the wind, half of what he heard was half of what he was listening to, and the other half was leaking.

"Are you sure it's him?" Bai Bingchen still couldn't believe it, and asked subconsciously as he was still blindfolded.

After the words came out of his mouth, he realized how stupid he was asking. Tong Shen has been the commander in chief for many years, how could he come to report to himself without knowing the military situation?Since he spoke, everything was true, and Mei Shao had indeed surrendered to Marquis Nanyang.

"How's the battle ahead?" Bai Bingchen was in a daze again. He struggled and scratched his arm again, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Mei Shao attacked fiercely and urgently, leaving no room for a single point." Tong Shen paused, and said, "And he seems to know Wu Du's defense very well, he can hit the vital points everywhere, and if he continues like this, it will take less than two minutes." In an hour, the capital city of Wu will be destroyed."

Bai Bingchen clung to his palm tightly, trying to gain some clarity. Naturally, he would not tell Mei Shao about the defense of Wudu, but the defense of Wudu was in the hands of him and Tong Shen, and he was deeply loved by his ancestor Bai Chengze. Influenced by military law, when drawing the city defense map, it is inevitable to bring some shadows of ancestors, and that "Chengze Art of War" was borrowed by Mei Shao to read it...

He was already proficient in attacking cities, and he was familiar with Bai Bingchen's deduced temperament. If he attacked and conquered them, he would prescribe the right medicine, and he would naturally hit the vital points.

Bai Bingchen didn't know what it was like. If Mei Shao pretended to surrender, he would try his best to delay the time instead of attacking like this.What is there in Nanyang Hou's hands that deserves Mei Shao's surrender, so that he can attack Wu Du so obediently?

Bai Bingchen didn't have the time to think about it for a while, and tried his best to say: "Withdraw the first layer of guards to cover the second line of defense for the two wings, lead him in, and the archers on the city wall are ready. The third moat is withdrawn from the pontoon bridge, and an ambush with good water quality is by the river." General, if he uses a small boat to cross the river, he will smash the boat with flint and use a rope to prevent the enemy from going ashore. If he gets to the city gate..."

Beads of sweat on his forehead dripped onto the ground in front of him, making Bai Bingchen's vision blurry. The water vapor on his body was gradually warmed by his body temperature, and a deep itching oozes out. Bai Bingchen felt that the effect of the medicine was coming back. He directly grasped the knife edge, blood flowed down his palm, and the strong smell of blood permeated the air, which made the hot-headed Bai Bingchen slightly sober.

He intermittently said what he hadn't finished saying, "If he attacks the city gate, he must use a ladder. Fire oil is thrown in the city in advance to delay the time. You retreat to the island with your elite troops, except for the ships you brought to the island. , and destroy all the rest. Don’t come out without my token.”

"Retire?" Tong Shen couldn't believe it: "Master Bai, we are retiring, what about you?"

Suddenly there was the hurried footsteps of a soldier from outside. Before the man could stand still, the sound came first.

"Master Tong, the first barrier has been broken!"

"What! So fast?" Tong Shen was shocked, and hurriedly passed on the defense method Bai Bingchen said just now, muttering: "He fought so fast...it's not the style of a commander at all."

Bai Bingchen's heart moved, leading troops to fight for the commander in chief, the most important thing is to properly integrate the troops, maximize the use of soldiers, and minimize casualties while achieving the goal, so as to seek follow-up.But Mei Shao's way of using human lives to make up for it has no intention of raising troops for the Marquis of Nanyang at all, which is contrary to his submission to the Marquis of Nanyang.

"I'll stay." Bai Bingchen said out loud.

"grown ups!"

"Go and defend your city!" Bai Bingchen roared hoarsely, his voice seemed to have been polished by sandpaper, "What you have to do is to defend the troops of Wudu."

Tong Shen anxiously looked at the continuous black smoke in the distance, then at Bai Bingchen's closed door, and finally made up his mind to leave.

Bai Bingchen let go of the blade in his hand, his whole body softened, he glanced at his scarred arm, and let out a breath.

In this situation, there is only these things he can do. If he hadn't forced Tong Shen away just now, he really couldn't tell what he would do with his appearance.

Empty his head, Bai Bingchen was completely tossed by passion, a certain part of his body was hard and aching, but no matter how he relieved it, he couldn't satisfy it.

Gradually, he vaguely felt that the medicine came in bursts. When it became violent, his whole body was like a fish stranded on the shore, breathing heavily, but still feeling suffocated.

Bai Bingchen was about to be driven crazy. He twisted helplessly on the ground, bumping himself against the stool in pain, wishing he could kill himself with a knife.

I don't know how long it has been repeatedly tormented like this, the sound outside started and stopped, and finally calmed down, as if there was no one left.

Is the city still broken?

Bai Bingchen's lower lip was bitten by himself. He fumbled on the ground twice, grabbed the dagger that fell on the ground, and held it tightly in his arms.

Bai Bingchen's whole body was trembling. He pulled down the bead curtains hanging above his head one by one. The beads were scattered all over the floor. He grabbed his thighs and tried his best to listen to the sound outside. .

Someone was running in the corridor, heavy and hasty, Bai Bingchen silently moved to the side of the door, and before he could take a few steps, a loud roar exploded in his ears, he raised his misty eyes, and only saw a tall and vague The shadow was wrapped into an embrace in the next second.

The visitor hugged him tightly, a strong smell of blood came over his face, the cold armor pressed against his hot body, Bai Bingchen couldn't help panting lightly, and forcibly suppressed his urge to rub against the person he passed by.

"Get out!" The breath was so hot that it wanted to melt the air, Bai Bingchen tried his best to push the person who was hugging him, and the scab wound on his hand oozes blood again.

"Don't!" Mei Shao narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Bai Bingchen put the dagger on his neck, the tip of the knife was facing the undulating artery, and it only needed a little force to pierce it in.

Bai Bingchen shook his drowsy head, spit out the words intermittently, "Don't touch me! Go...call your master, I'll talk to him...."

Mei Shao's eyes were red, and her heart felt like being tightly held by a hand, the pain was excruciating.

He desperately attacked the city against the rain of arrows, just because he was afraid that if he was one step too late, Bai Bingchen would be burned to death by the poison of love.When he kicked open the door and saw Bai Bingchen, half of his body was blood-stained, leaning against the side powerlessly, curled up helplessly, gritting his teeth and moaning, his heart skipped a beat. stagnated.

He has always been reluctant to touch this person, and he has endured for a long time before he dared to possess it tenderly. Even Yun Yu always pays attention to his sense of proportion, fearing that he will not be able to bear it. It was as unbearable as mud that was trampled on at will, and was so humiliated that he wanted to save a little face by committing suicide.

Mei Shao's eyes fell on his bruised arm, on the palm where the bone was deeply visible, and her heart ached beyond measure.

When he was alone in the room, when he learned of his betrayal, how helpless and uncomfortable he must be...

Mei Shao's teeth were chattering, and a trembling voice escaped cautiously from his mouth, "Yanfang, it's me...I'm Ah Shao."

"Chongjin?" Bai Bingchen's out-of-focus eyes focused hard.

Mei Shao approached him little by little, and said softly: "It's me, did you recognize that it's my voice?"

Taking advantage of Bai Bingchen's stunned moment, Mei Shao snatched the dagger from his hand and threw it on the ground.

"I'm late." Mei Shao trembled, not daring to hug him again.

Bai Bingchen stretched out his hand, and slowly touched Mei Shao's face. After confirming for a long time, his head gently hung on his shoulder, smelling the exposed skin on his neck, and slowly relaxed his body. Mei Shao caught him with one hand. .

"Ah Shao..." Bai Bingchen rubbed against his neck unconsciously, only feeling that his body, which was too hot to lean against before, was cool and comfortable.

"I'm late." Mei Shao hugged him tightly again, "Don't be afraid, Yan Fang, I'm coming."

"Ah Shao, I feel bad..." Bai Bingchen's eyes ooze physiological tears, he grabs his hand randomly and stretches it into his clothes, "It's so hot... I feel so uncomfortable, you... help me."

Mei Shao just pressed his palm on his burning skin, but Bai Bingchen's body was shaking non-stop as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Congratulations, Lord Mei, for getting what you want." An abrupt voice sounded from outside the door.

Glancing at a black shadow from the corner of the eye, Mei Shao quickly blocked Bai Bingchen's body, turned to look at Ren Heming who appeared at the door, the hatred in his eyes was strong and deep, "Get lost!"

Ren Heming raised his eyebrows, looked at the flushed cheeks of the person lying on Mei Shao's shoulders, slightly parted his tongue, and said frivolously: "I really didn't expect to see Master Bai like this."

The person in his arms moved uncomfortably, Mei Shao tried his best to suppress the anger that was about to burst out, and said in a hoarse voice: "I brought the princes' sword, and put it in the hall where I just came in. You and your people exit the backyard , don’t let anyone in.”

Ren Heming got the answer he wanted, and took a step back in satisfaction, "This Marquis will not bother General Mei Chunxiao."

He waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, "Back."

"The antidote." Mei Shao gritted her teeth and said.

Ren Heming put down a medicine box, and said kindly: "The red bottle, just take two pills. It's just...he is like this, the antidote is useless, what he needs is a human being."

The author says:

Meimei: I'm such a baby, I don't even dare to try my best, for fear that the person he can't stand will be bullied like this by you!

Ren He Mingwei.