knife cut mountains and rivers

The appearance of Fucheng completely disturbed the enemy army, and the crowd in Beimang was in chaos for a while.The lieutenant wanted to organize the defeated army, he yelled frantically in an attempt to calm them down, but the next moment his head was chopped off by Fucheng.

Fucheng bought time for Zhou Heng. He delayed until the arrival of reinforcements. He thought about what would happen if the reinforcements did not arrive. He would probably die on the battlefield.But thinking about it, there's nothing wrong with that.

The Beimang people panicked completely. They were facing an unbeatable opponent, and this was the real God of War.With Fucheng in front and reinforcements behind, they had no choice but to retreat, so they fled. They lost 6 people in that battle, and after a while, only dead bodies and swords remained on the battlefield.

After about one stick of incense, the 100 people led by Fucheng slowly came out from behind the hillside. They hardly made any effort in this battle, they just hid quietly behind, just as Fucheng said Such a simple transport of food and grass.When they came out, Fucheng was standing in the flames of war, watching them silently.

When they saw Fucheng for the first time, they felt that they were not looking at a person, but like seeing a god in troubled times.

It wasn't until the creaking sound of the city gate that they opened their eyes that they looked at Fucheng and walked towards Anzhou City.

Fu Cheng followed at the end of the team. He looked up and saw Zhou Heng, saw Zhou Heng's black eyes, and then immediately lowered his head. He could feel Zhou Heng's gaze staring at him, shaking it as if it was growing on him. Can't get rid of it either.Fucheng didn't dare to look at Zhou Heng, so he walked into Anzhou City under the other's gaze.

After the war, Zhou Heng had to deal with some matters, receiving reinforcements and rectifying soldiers.He actually didn't want to deal with it, he knew that Fucheng was in the camp, and while listening to the lieutenant general's report, he lost his soul several times.

The lieutenant general said, "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

He yelled twice before Zhou Heng came to his senses. He rubbed the space between his brows and ran out after explaining a few important things.They were right, as long as something related to Fucheng, he would be easily carried away.

Zhou Heng walked so fast in the camp that none of the lieutenants around him could keep up with Zhou Heng's pace.When they passed by everyone along the way, they were celebrating. After a long battle, everyone finally had a rest. They all had a feeling of surviving after a catastrophe, and they were drinking and having fun.When they saw Zhou Heng, they saluted respectfully, and several lieutenants called Zhou Heng to celebrate together.

But Zhou Heng didn't have that kind of thought. He shuttled through the crowd and walked in a hurry, which was different from his usual calm demeanor.He was very panicked, afraid that he would leave when he rushed over to Fucheng. He had had enough of those days, as if Fucheng was a fish in water, slipping away from his fingertips without knowing when.

Fucheng is now a great hero. The camp where he is located is the busiest. Many people came to thank him. Zhou Heng found Fucheng's location easily.

Zhou Heng arrived at the door and took a deep breath. He was a little afraid that there would be no one behind the curtain.

He opened the curtain, and the heat inside mixed with the smell of wine hit his face.Zhou Heng glanced around, and he found Fucheng without much effort. He was too conspicuous, with fire cloud patterns embroidered on his forehead, and he was sitting in the crowd in black clothes. People around him were laughing, but he didn't Smile, only solemn.Fucheng has changed. When he doesn't speak, it will be scary, and you will want to look up to him from the bottom of your heart.

The army tent was bustling with activity. The food and grass brought by Fucheng relieved the soldiers' greed. Everyone usually got along with each other. A soldier wanted to hook Fucheng's shoulders, but Huang Wenqian blocked him. He quietly began to protect Fucheng.It's not clear if it's good intentions, but more of a kind of complementarity. Huang Wenqian thought about how well Fucheng was doing well, and he also prospered accordingly.

Fucheng noticed Zhou Heng, but he didn't look up. He kept staring at the bonfire, watching the flames surge up and down, just like his heart was restless.He was just here to save people, he felt that this was not good, but he was reluctant to leave, he simply stayed where he was and waited for Zhou Heng to find him.

The arrival of Zhou Heng silenced the soldiers for a while, and they said in unison: "See the emperor."

Zhou Heng waved his hand, he didn't care so much, his attention was all on Fu Cheng, Fu Cheng knew he was coming, why didn't he look at him?

Zhou Heng strode over, stopped in front of Fucheng, and said cautiously: "Fucheng?"

Fucheng didn't say a word, Huang Wenqian was a little surprised, he never expected that Fucheng and the Holy Majesty were acquainted.Huang Wenqian usually helped Fucheng socialize, fearing that Fucheng would be abrupt, he explained: "He doesn't like to talk, I've known him for two months, and I haven't heard him speak more than twenty sentences."

Zhou Heng's heart skipped a beat. Fucheng didn't look very good. He still remembered how he met Fucheng in Bailucheng just now. No matter how hard you rush, you can't drive away.He still remembered that when he was in the capital, Fucheng was like a naughty big boy messing around with two concubines in the Prince's Mansion, telling them jokes for an entire afternoon.

Why doesn't he like to talk anymore?

Zhou Heng looked at him carefully, Fucheng had lost weight, the line of his jaw was tense, and his eyes were always tired.

He used to be always radiant, his amber eyes seemed to have light, he always said that I will support you when the sky falls, he always said that there is me, and he can always feel safe by Fucheng's side.He is such a person, he will try his best to protect you.

Zhou Heng felt sour in his heart, why did Fucheng become like this?How could his Fucheng become like this?Zhou Heng thought that Fucheng wanted to be free, so he released him from the cage in Kyoto and put him back in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect what Fucheng would encounter.

He was disheartened, and when he was licking his wounds in the long lonely night, Zhou Heng was not there.

His heart was ashamed, Zhou Heng was not around when he was trapped in the nightmare of killing Jin Ling every day.

Zhou Heng missed too much.

Zhou Heng squatted down, he wanted to touch Fucheng, Huang Wenqian coughed lightly, and he said: "He doesn't like others to touch..."

Before Huang Wenqian could finish his sentence, Zhou Heng had already held Fu Cheng's hand. Fu Cheng wanted to take his hand away. It was a habit he developed in Kyoto that he couldn't touch Zhou Heng when there were people around, otherwise he would cause trouble for Zhou Heng. .

But Zhou Heng didn't care about other people's eyes, and held his wrist tightly, not giving him the slightest room to escape, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't hide."

Fu Cheng felt that Zhou Heng's hand was tightly holding his, as if it was a small animal warming up. He just wanted to get closer. Fu Cheng raised his eyes to look at him, and Zhou Heng said, "Don't hide from me."

Fu Cheng looked at him obediently, but there was no brilliance in his eyes.

Zhou Heng looked distressed, part of Fucheng was broken, and it was dim.

Huang Wenqian coughed heavily. He could see that the relationship between Fucheng and the emperor was unusual, but he didn't expect a little centurion in the frontier to have such a deep connection with the emperor.

Huang Wenqian stood up, yawned, and said, "Hey, I'm too dizzy after drinking and warming up to the fire, let's go out and sober up."

As soon as Huang Wenqian said this, several people came to their senses and said, "I'm a little nervous, let's go out and put some water."

A soldier couldn't turn his head around and said, "Go, it's cold outside, I'll stay here..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was chased away by other people. He was almost pushed out, his feet were in the air, and he said, "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

His messy shouts were muffled by someone, and he was taken away.

They pushed and left here, the noise gradually faded away, and for a while there were only the two of them left in the warm tent.

Fucheng's state made Zhou Heng at a loss. Fucheng is indeed powerful, and he is even stronger than when he was in Kyoto.The current Fucheng has the ability to calm down the world's turmoil, but his heart is so fragile that he is already in ruins, and Zhou Heng is afraid that he will accidentally break him.

Zhou Heng had a lot of things he wanted to say to Fu Cheng, he wanted to ask what happened to Fu Cheng, but he couldn't ask, he didn't want to poke his scar again at this time.He knew that Jinling was the pain in Fucheng's heart for a lifetime, he wanted to say forget about her, he wanted to say it wasn't your fault.But he saw the tassel on the Fucheng knife, which was Jinling's bell bracelet.Zhou Heng's heart also twitched violently. Isn't Jin Ling's death also a pain in Zhou Heng's heart?

He and Fucheng are like a couple who lost their child. They can't face their fear, but now is the time.

He sighed deeply, looked down at their clenched hands, and finally felt a little more at ease in his heart, it was good to be around.

Zhou Heng reached out to touch Fu Cheng's face, Fu Cheng subconsciously wanted to hide, but probably realized that the person opposite was Zhou Heng, so he didn't completely dodge, but let Zhou Heng's hand grope on his face.

Zhou Heng seemed to be tricking a wild animal in the forest. He showed the other party that he was harmless little by little, approached him little by little, and then touched his fur little by little.Up until now, Fu Cheng hadn't said a word to him. He turned Fu Cheng's face to his side, so that Fu Cheng had to look directly into Zhou Heng's eyes, and said, "Fu Cheng, who am I?"

Fucheng didn't speak, his throat seemed to be blocked, he was afraid that once he opened his mouth, those things would come rushing up again.He has greed for Zhou Heng, and he is afraid that his greed will break the inner peace of the past two years.

Zhou Heng knew that Fucheng was unwilling to face him, so he almost begged, repeating in a low voice: "Can you...can you call me by my name?"

Fucheng never refuses Zhou Heng's request, he can satisfy all Zhou Heng's request, he responds to Zhou Heng almost instinctively, finally he said hoarsely: "Zhou, Heng."

Fu Cheng didn't speak much, and when he spoke, his throat was as if it had been worn out.

Zhou Heng's eyes turned red when he heard these two words, never once did he feel that these two words sounded so nice.He knew that he had to force Fu Cheng to give him a hand, he had to be ruthless and let Fu Cheng face his own heart, those things that Fu Cheng deliberately buried had to be dug out by Fu Cheng himself.

Zhou Heng asked, "Why did you come?"

This question is much more complicated, Fucheng didn't answer right away, he wanted to say that he was afraid that you would die, Fucheng couldn't afford someone who cared about him to die in front of his eyes.He has experienced it twice, he has experienced the death of the person he loves the most in his arms twice.If Zhou Heng died, he would fall into endless despair, and Fu Cheng knew that he would collapse and die completely.

Zhou Heng is his line of defense and his only pillar, he must come.

Zhou Heng didn't want to let Fucheng go, so he forced him to ask, "Why did you come to me?"

Fu Cheng looked at the dancing flames in the tent, his face was expressionless, as if he was reciting a pious scripture: "You are my king..." Fu Cheng read the beginning.

Zhou Heng was stunned, he still remembered.

Fu Cheng moved his eyes to Zhou Heng's face, stared into the other's eyes, Fu Cheng spoke very slowly, almost jumping out word by word: "You are my king, I am willing to be your subject, forever Do not forsake."

Fucheng's gaze was firm, as if he was taking an oath to Zhou Heng again, and finally he said slowly: "I will do what I promised you."

Zhou Heng felt that he was probably crying, he opened his arms and hugged Fu Cheng tightly, holding him in his arms.Zhou Heng was so excited that his whole body trembled after hugging Fucheng.Fucheng is so good, sincere and innocent.Fucheng once said to him, I have nothing precious, I only have this person, and I gave myself to you.He kept his promise and really gave himself completely to Zhou Heng. When Fucheng loves someone, he is willing to give everything of himself.

So stupid, Fucheng is so stupid.

Zhou Heng even thought that he couldn't bear this heavy love, he didn't know how to respond and could only hold Fucheng in his arms.

Zhou Heng's lips were trembling. He couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. He opened his mouth several times and was suppressed by his own chaotic breathing. After a while, Zhou Heng said: "Don't leave, okay?"

Fucheng felt something cold on his neck, he was so excited, something in his heart seemed to melt and become soft.

Fu Cheng slowly raised the hand hanging by his side, and embraced it back uncertainly.The moment he hugged Zhou Heng, he felt that the hole in his heart seemed to be filled.This is the last piece of pure land, the only concern between him and the world, only when he is by Zhou Heng's side can Fucheng appear so complete and normal.

Fucheng didn't answer Zhou Heng's question directly, but just hugged him tightly.