Qu clear as promised

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared that Zhu Zhiyi calmly helped Liang Hui up, and the cocklebur wolf hiding under the rock approached.

Zhu Zhiyi took it completely personally: "Look for a place nearby where you can spend the night." The pursuers haven't completely left yet, and they may make a comeback at any time.

The little wolf was smart and led the way, leading them to a cave where water flowed through.

Zhu Zhiyi made a fire and boiled water to clean Liang Hui's wounds. He was also a son of a family who never touched the spring water with his fingers.

The bleeding stopped, and the carrion was gouged out. The wound went deep to the bone marrow. Liang Hui was so painful that the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and he was dripping with cold sweat, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

He lost a lot of blood, and he shivered from the cold. Zhu Zhiyi couldn't bear it, and hugged him tenderly in his arms, adding wood to the fire from time to time.

Liang Hui was weak, and he was still in the mood to joke: "This is the first time Qinggui treats me like this."

Zhu Zhiyi lowered his head, and suddenly stretched out his hand to gently lift his chin. There was a long puncture mark. He looked at it for too long, and Liang Hui asked a little nervously, "Disfigured?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi shook her head: "Does it hurt?"

Liang Hui didn't say whether it hurt or not, and said "tsk": "This is also where Qin Fei scratched with her fingernails when she was a child." Bad luck.

Zhu Zhiyi paused, and sure enough, he hugged him a little tighter.

Liang Hui buried his face in his chest and curled his mouth. Zhu Zhiyi hugged him silently for a long time before Liang Hui warmed up a bit. Zhu Zhiyi brought wolf cubs and bowed his head to Liang Hui and said, "The general will accompany you, I will Go find something to eat."

Liang Hui hugged his waist subconsciously: "I'm not hungry."

How could he not be hungry, Zhu Zhiyi had no choice but to let the wolf cubs look for food.

The general lived up to his expectations and brought back a mountain pigeon and a hare. Zhu Zhiyi roasted them over a weak fire, picked out the bones and tore apart the meat, and fed them to Liang Hui one by one. After a few bites, Liang Hui said he was full. :"you eat."

Zhu Zhiyi frowned: "Eat some more."

Although Liang Hui's eyes were injured, they were bright: "I'm not hungry, you eat."

Zhu Zhiyi was more stubborn than him and insisted: "You eat more."

Liang Hui sighed inwardly, and ate a few more bites before Zhu Zhiyi ate the rest.

All the bones were thrown to the wolf cubs. It was cold in the cave at night. Zhu Zhiyi wrapped Liang Hui in his arms, and let the wolf cubs lean towards him. His hair was fluffy and thick, and his tail was big.

The belly was still warm, covering the two of them like a warm quilt.

Liang Hui was funny, and arched towards Zhu Zhiyi's shoulder. Zhu Zhiyi was very talkative today, as if he could do whatever he wanted. Liang Hui lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then made an inch, put his face against his side, and lay down with his neck crossed.

The tunnel was damp, and Liang Hui's wound was wet and festered. In the middle of the night, Zhu Zhiyi felt the waist and abdomen of the person in his arms trembling. He hugged Liang Hui's head buried in his chest, and said softly, "It hurts?"

Liang Hui took a deep breath and wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but changed his words again: "Well, it hurts."

Zhu Zhiyi had no choice but to hold him tighter, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go when the fog clears tomorrow." He patted him on the back comfortingly again and again, Liang Hui lowered his eyes, and said, " Clear the rules, it hurts."

Zhu Zhiyi is very soft-hearted, she can't see the always strong Liang Hui like this, put her chin on his forehead, and asked softly, "Where does it hurt?"

Liang Hui raised his hand tremblingly: "It hurts everywhere."

As soon as Zhu Zhiyi grasped his hand, her usual calm expression showed anxiety: "Then what should I do?"

Liang Hui has never been one to shout pain easily. If he always said pain, it would be unbearable pain. Zhu Zhiyi really didn't know what to do. She frowned very tightly and muttered to herself: "Cold Not cold? How can you feel better?"

With a handsome face, Liang Huibai tried his best to pull away a pitiful smile: "Qinggui kisses me and it doesn't hurt so much."

Zhu Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, her eyes still full of confusion.

Liang Hui smiled wryly, and with a bit of self-mockery: "It's what the concubine mother said. When I was a child, I was interrupted by them in the cold palace, and I was carried back to the side room. The concubine mother couldn't call the imperial doctor, so she could just give me some medicine. It hurt so much that I jumped up from the bed, so she hugged and kissed me, saying that it would not hurt so much."

Zhu Zhiyi's lips were tightly pursed, like a sharp line, Liang Hui's chest rose and fell, as if he didn't have the strength to breathe or speak: "If... Qinggui finds it difficult, then forget it, in fact, it's not that—"

Before the words finished, Zhu Zhiyi had lowered her head and gently pressed the wound on his lips close to the jaw, cautiously and eagerly, for fear that her "medicine" would not be effective enough.

Liang Hui was only stunned for a moment, and immediately bit his lip forcefully and domineeringly rolled up his tongue, Zhu Zhiyi's tongue was different from his, very obedient, soft and sweet.

Zhu Zhiyi's heart was beating extremely fast, obviously he was comforting Liang Hui, but the other party completely controlled the initiative.

Liang Hui was so strong that he was not like a patient who needed qi like a gossamer. The throbbing and pleasure that hit the soul was something he had never had before in his life. He was almost intoxicated and drowned in Liang Hui's plunder.

Panting hot breath and parting, Zhu Zhiyi's ears turned red, like a white jade stained with rosy clouds, Liang Hui suppressed the deep and dangerous light in his eyes, and the look on his face was very pitiful, which made Zhu Zhiyi feel pity. Very soft-hearted, he said in that low, innocent voice that people could not refuse: "Qinggui, it still hurts."

Zhu Zhiyi looked at that face that was still handsome and handsome even though it was stained with blood, like a ghost in the black domain, or like a god who died in war, by strange circumstances, he leaned down slowly again, holding his head, Little by little.

Perhaps...it wasn't that Liang Hui needed his kiss to divert his thoughts, but that he needed Liang Hui's comfort in this desolate and dead night. As long as Liang Hui was still alive, he would feel at ease and there was nothing to fear.

Liang Hui seemed to have a pleasant smile in his throat, but he didn't seem to have it. He didn't attack this time. He waited for Zhu Zhiyi to take the initiative. Picking up his, sucking slowly, with distress, comfort, and pity, wondering if there is obsession and love.

Lying in his arms, Liang Hui raised his arms around his neck, raised his head and let his tongue penetrate deeper, as if he wanted anything.

The wolf cub that was used as a quilt was woken up, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the two masters rubbing each other's ears, entangled in a ball, and then slowly closed their eyelids.

Zhu Zhiyi was almost out of breath, her face was flushed, her lips touched Liang Hui's and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's much better." Liang Hui closed his eyes, but his hand was still resting on Zhu Zhiyi's neck, rubbing it, so comfortable that he sighed: "Clear rules are my elixir."

Zhu Zhiyi's heartbeat accelerated sharply after being touched by him, her whole body trembled, and she blurted out: "Liang Junting, you are very good at kissing."

"..."

Zhu Zhiyi felt ashamed after speaking, but he was outspoken and not someone who could hold things back.

Liang Hui looked into his eyes for two seconds, and suddenly smiled: "It's absurd, I have never kissed anyone else."

Zhu Zhiyi opened her eyes slightly: "?"

"Really." Liang Hui is suspicious by nature, and there are not many people close to him, let alone any hidden dangers. "Didn't you say that I never trust people? I really won't let any hidden dangers get close. "Doing such intimate things with people of unknown origin and different thoughts, and sleeping peacefully by his side overnight, is he resentful of his life?

Zhu Zhiyi was puzzled: "Then your three thousand harem—"

"Where did you get the three thousand?" Liang Hui immediately retorted, overreacting and hurting the wound, with a painful and aggrieved expression on his face, and "Don't insult me" was written on his face. It is a last resort to accept it, and it is still in name only, "I have never touched any of them, so don't be wronged by the rules!"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi's expression was indescribable, he didn't mind this, he was just curious, "Then how did you get here all these years?"