Snake Tale

Shen Yuzhu smiled lightly.The answer didn't seem to be what he expected.

His voice was clear and without warmth, like a cold spring in a dark cave, he said: "In that case, what price are you going to offer?"

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Outside the house, the fresh wind howled, and the cold chill penetrated through the thin fabric, cutting every inch of skin like a knife blade.The horses brought earlier were still faithfully waiting in the night.Seeing the master, he raised his hoof and walked up to him affectionately.Luo Yi stretched out his hand to support the saddle, took a deep breath slowly, turned over with strength and sat on the horse's back.The wound behind him was touched, and cold sweat broke out in an instant.Luo Yi's eyes darkened, and he almost passed out.He held the reins and whispered instructions in its ear.

The steed neighed, raised its hooves and galloped towards the commander's residence.Luo Yi leaned on the horse's back, every bump and ups and downs of his steps tore at the injured area.He held the horse's warm neck tightly with both hands, only to feel soreness and weakness surge after wave after wave.At some point, he was exhausted and passed out.

Outside the commander's main tent, a group of personal guards were sitting around the charcoal basin to enjoy the fire, chatting happily about tonight's competition and celebration.But there was a rush of horseshoes coming from a distance.Unless it is an emergency, soldiers in the barracks are explicitly prohibited from galloping on horseback.Everyone was silent, looked up, and someone recognized it, and said with a smile: "It's the general's horse—huh?!"

The man on the horse reined in the horse with a "shout", turned over and got down, the flames reflected, but it was not Luo Yi.All the guards stood up "swipe" and pressed their hands on the handle of the knife at their waists.The head of the personal guards recognized the man, and said in astonishment, "Mr. Shen?"

He stopped the pawns at the back who were on fire, and looked at Shen Yuzhu, who was wrapped in a fur coat in his arms, and walked straight into the tent without any expression on his face.

The head of the personal guard ordered the rest of the staff to stand guard outside, and walked into the tent alone, and saw Shen Yuzhu put the person in his arms on the bed.He recognized the pale face with closed eyes, hesitantly said: "General, he—"

Shen Yuzhu said: "The general is overworked, the old sores are bursting, and he needs to rest for the time being."

Charcoal fires are everywhere in the tent, warm as spring.For Luo Yi's sake, Shen Yuzhu took off his fur coat, tucked in the quilt, turned to the leader, and said indifferently: "In the current situation, the chief guard must know how to deal with the outside world?"

His tone was slow, but the meaning hidden in it taught the chief of the guard to be vigilant, and he answered yes decisively.After bowing and saluting, he backed out, and ordered the military doctor to be called, and it was strictly forbidden for anyone to spread the news of the general's illness.

Shen Yuzhu put on his own fur coat, and wrapped Luo Yi's hidden wounds before the military doctor arrived.Sitting on the edge of the couch again, he looked down at Luo Yi's face that had lost all blood.He stared at it for a long time, unconsciously reached out and stroked his cheek lightly.

Luo Yi who was in a coma subconsciously frowned, moved his fingers slightly, and whispered:

"Shen Yuzhu..."

Shen Yuzhu was startled, and was about to withdraw his hand, but the other party grabbed his sleeve.Shen Yuzhu saw that his eyes were tightly closed, obviously he still hadn't regained consciousness, so he calmed down a bit, and reached out his hand to pry open his fingers and pull the sleeve back.Unexpectedly, Luo Yi, who was already in a panic, frowned tightly, and still refused to let go.Sweat was dripping from his forehead, apparently he had fallen into the high fever of unconsciousness, but he stubbornly clenched Shen Yuzhu's sleeves tightly, his teeth were clenched, and his whole body was trembling, like a child who was about to be robbed of his beloved treasure , stubbornly raving over and over again:

"No, no! I won't—you...you can't go..."

Shen Yuzhu's heart felt shivering, she bent her face close to his ear, and coaxed softly: "Don't worry... I won't leave."

...he couldn't escape.

Warm promises came into the ears repeatedly.Luo Yi in the nightmare seemed to hear it, and his frowning brows eased a little, but he refused to let go of his fingers no matter what.Shen Yuzhu guessed that the military doctor was coming, so he simply took off his robe and left it beside him, and then got out.

He walked out of the tent, perfunctorily dismissed the guards who followed, and wandered alone in the cold night.

The bright moonlight reflected his mood clearly.That's right, he has long understood that he is not a violent and unruly type like Luo Yi, and he can't get any pleasure from the process of torturing others—not to mention that the person being hurt is Luo Yi.He didn't say a word, endured the torture submissively, stood up as if nothing had happened, still sharp-edged, and his nature had not changed-the only person who would regret it was himself!

The cold winter wind raged wildly, but Shen Yuzhu didn't realize it, but Luo Yi's words could make him fall into the ice cellar and make his blood boil.Does Luo Yi know that he is already so important to him—becoming the source of his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and the only bondage in the world where he has nothing to worry about?Maybe he knew it well, so he dared to manipulate him so unscrupulously!And what is Shen Yuzhu to Luo Yi?A servant who comes and goes when called?A chess piece for him to realize his ambition?

He would rather be so!Is Shen Yuzhu a character who allows others to trample and ravage her without a bottom line?If that was the case, he could turn around and leave without looking back, without a trace of nostalgia—but yet, Luo Yi showed that little bit of madness that only he could see, the lingering love that only he could see, in front of him. The fragility... Teach him to understand that he is already unique in Luo Yi's heart.The shrewd, selfish, ruthless bastard.He loves him, but his love is only modest.However, even this meager amount of affection was enough to make him so worried and indecisive...

He sighed softly and looked up at the high hanging stars.The sky is clear and the stars are shining, just like the eyes of the gods watching the world, smiling and looking down on the upside-down and chaotic mortal beings.