Chapter 202 Favor
There was still some time before dawn, so Lu Yan added more charcoal to the fire in the room and sprinkled a thin layer of calming incense on it. He then carried Huo Lang from the couch to the bed. He raised his hand to untie the golden hook, and the curtains slid down like water. He leaned over and said,
"Don't sleep on the couch anymore. It faces the window and you will catch a cold easily."
Huo Lang was dizzy from his deep kiss just now, and he was still dizzy now. He fell unconscious on the soft pillow, his dark hair falling down, making his skin look even whiter. His eyebrows that flew into his temples and his slightly upturned eyes had lost the coldness of the day, leaving only a faint red like rouge. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows lightly:
"Do you think that I am as sickly as you are, so weak that I can't even stand a gust of wind?"
Although Huo Lang didn't care at all, it could be seen from his expression that he was greatly benefited by Lu Yan's concern.
"If anyone makes the prince jealous, he will be so angry that he will vomit blood. If the rumor spreads, what will happen?"
Lu Yan lowered his eyebrows and smiled faintly, still with that infuriating mouth. He swiftly dodged Huo Lang's angry palm, grabbed his wrist and rolled into the bed. The light was dim, and their body temperatures rose inexplicably. They pressed together through their thin clothes, feeling alarmingly hot.
Lu Yan spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse: "Huo Lang..."
These two words contain too many emotions, including the pain and sins of the previous life, and the love that one has just recognized in this life. It is like an endless wave that almost drowns a person.
Huo Lang put his arms around his neck, his eyes showing his affection without any disguise. With a morbid possessiveness, his voice was hoarse and lazy: "Little Emperor, if you want to do it, just do it. Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you can't do it, let me be on top."
Huo Lang had never truly been inferior to anyone in his life, and only the man in front of him made him kneel down willingly. He held a large army and refused to rebel. Could this be the legendary "one thing conquers another"?
Lu Yanyuan didn't plan to do anything. He just came out to check on Huo Lang because he was worried about his health. However, he loved this man so much that he couldn't find any other way to vent his love. He reached out and held his face and asked in a low voice, "Are you scared?"
Huo Lang pursed his lips: "I'm just afraid that you're lying to me..."
Afraid that all those joys and loves were fake and were just a scam he made up to take advantage of.
Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, the dream is broken and when you wake up, the things living inside will die, and the person will naturally die.
Lu Yan kissed the corner of his eye: "Xinyue, you are real. If you don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I will swear on my dead mother, okay?"
He hadn't mentioned his family for a long time. That was the most precious thing in his heart. Now he blurted it out subconsciously, and even he was stunned for a moment.
Huo Lang paused slightly when he heard that, then without saying a word he hugged Lu Yan's neck tightly and kissed him back hard. When his clothes were taken off, he saw the other's strong figure exposed to the air. His skin was as white as a girl's, and there was a small bright red cinnabar mole on his right arm, which was dazzling.
Huo Lang rubbed it with his fingertips covered with thin silk, and deliberately asked, "Is this your Majesty's palace guard sand?"
Lu Yan was not bothered by his ridicule, and still had that calm look, which made people feel powerless like a fist hitting cotton: "Whether it is true or not, you will know after you try it, Your Majesty."
He wanted to see if Huo Lang was as arrogant in bed.
If this person cries, he will definitely look very beautiful...
Lu Yan used his slender fingertips to slowly comb Huo Lang's messy long hair, and his voice was vague and low: "Your Highness, there is no need to be jealous. I will 'favor' you today. How about it..."
The unfinished words disappeared between the lips.
Making love in bed with the one he loved was naturally a great pleasure. Huo Lang cried and felt annoyed, but he also felt comfortable. The dog emperor was so beautiful and gentle and considerate to him. For a moment, they both felt that they had taken a huge advantage.
When it was almost dawn, the two people who were entangled finally stopped.
Huo Lang lazily rested his head on Lu Yan's legs, his narrowed eyes full of satisfaction. He raised his hand and touched the other's slightly protruding Adam's apple, his ending tone hoarse and seductive: "Don't leave, ok?"
Lu Yan held his hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it: "It's dawn, if you don't go back, you will be discovered."
Huo Lang was dissatisfied: "Which emperor is as incompetent as you?"
Lu Yan laughed: "Who said I am useless? From now on, I will completely rely on the Regent."
He put on his clothes and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he remembered something and wrote a few prescriptions on paper and handed them to Huo Lang: "This medicine can cure your hidden disease. Drink it on time every day. If your disease is better next time I come, I will give you something."
Huo Lang muttered, "I didn't know when you would be able to prescribe medicine. It's so confusing that I can't understand a single word. Are you trying to poison me to death?"
Lu Yan knew that he couldn't produce ivory from his mouth. He stretched out his hand to hook Huo Lang's chin and kissed him dizzily. His warm breath sprayed in his ears and he whispered something that made people's body scald: "Poisoning is so ugly. If I want the prince to die, it must be in bed. Only in this way can it be elegant and graceful..."
Before dawn, Lu Yan came quietly and left quietly. Apart from the mess in the bedroom, no one knew he had been there.
Huo Lang lay on the bed. It took a long time for the burning temperature on his face to finally fade away. He held the thin prescriptions between his fingertips, shook them in the air, and stared at the elegant handwriting on them, not knowing what he was thinking, with a thoughtful expression.
There were more and more strange things about Lu Yan.
If you do things you shouldn't do or write things you shouldn't write, even if you are extremely careful, your tracks will be exposed.
Huo Lang had already noticed some clues, but he was a little hesitant to believe it.
The Wei family left the capital and arrived at Qilin Pass ten days later. They handed in their documents at the entrance and soon saw General Geng Guozhong personally leading people to greet them. He was eight feet tall, with a half-white beard, but his eyes were shining brightly, which made people dare not underestimate him:
"I don't know how the old lady and the young master came. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I heard that the Duke of Zhenguo's family is heading to Longchuan. The journey is long and dangerous. It would be better for them to rest for a night at Qilin Pass before continuing on their journey."
Geng Guozhong never participated in the affairs of the imperial court, and his background was clean, so Madam Wei was not on guard. She nodded and thanked him, "Thank you for your kindness, General. However, I cannot delay you in escorting the coffins of my husband and young son back home. Please forgive me."
Geng Guozhong glanced at the team behind them and expressed his understanding: "That's right, everyone follow me into the pass. After a few days, the snow will melt and the weather will warm up. The corpses will not be easy to preserve. Don't delay."
Military generals with large armies could not move their families to other places, and had to leave their families in Beijing as hostages. Therefore, after Wei Tan was conferred the title, he handed in his military command and only took with him the 300 personal soldiers and a number of servants, while the number of soldiers guarding Qilin Pass was as many as several thousand.
As soon as they entered the city, they noticed something was wrong. The streets nearby were empty and there were very few people, as if someone had deliberately cleared the streets. Wei Tan lightly pinched the horse's belly and tilted his head to look at Geng Guozhong: "This place is quiet, why don't we see ordinary people?"
Geng Guozhong said nothing, but rode ahead. After they had gone some distance, he turned his horse around. Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and countless soldiers suddenly emerged from behind him, holding long swords and filled with murderous aura, and the city gate at the rear was closed with a bang.
"What do you want to do!"
Upon seeing this, the guards of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion immediately went on alert, drawing their swords and guarding the surroundings. Madam Wei's face turned grim and she was startled. She finally realized that the newcomer had ill intentions: "What does General Geng mean by this?!"
Geng Guozhong sighed and said, "Madam Wei, I am just following orders. Don't worry, I will choose a good feng shui site to bury you properly."
Mrs. Wei's eyes instantly turned red with anger, and she angrily scolded, "Is it the dog emperor?! My Wei family has already given in so much, but he still refuses to stop. Will he not be satisfied until we are all killed?!"
"Mother!"
Wei Tan held down the emotional Madam Wei and said in a low voice: "We don't know the truth yet, don't jump to conclusions. The most urgent thing now is to leave here!"
Geng Guozhong rode on his horse and saluted: "Young Master, I have heard of the reputation of your Fuyuan Army. I heard that everyone is brave enough to fight a hundred people. I wonder who is stronger and who is weaker than the Silver Tiger Cavalry under my command? Today I finally have the opportunity to see it. Please ride over!"
In the past, the Fuyuan Army under the command of the Wei family was victorious in every battle and was famous for killing. There were tens of thousands of brave men in the camp, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was famous throughout the world. During its heyday, foreign tribes fled thousands of miles away and did not dare to invade for years. Someone once said that there were 100,000 heroes in the world, and 99,000 of them were in the Fuyuan camp, which shows how glorious it was.
However, Geng Guozhong had 2,000 men against Wei's 300 men, which inevitably gave the impression of bullying the minority. The leader of the Wei family looked stern and gritted his teeth, saying, "Brothers, kill them! We will protect the old lady and the young master's daughter even if we die today. Don't let the general's spirit in heaven be disappointed!"
Wei Tan also ordered his servants to protect his mother and sister behind him. He drew his sword swiftly, stared at Geng Guozhong, and said murderously, "Although my father and brother are dead, the prestige of the Fuyuan Army has never been lost. What is there to fear from a mere Silver Tiger Cavalry? Kill them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two sides immediately started fighting each other, with swords flashing and sabers flashing, and the sound of killing shaking the sky. Wei Tan led his three hundred bodyguards and fought his way out of the bloody battle. Even if he could not win today, he would fight to the death and perish together with Geng Guozhong!
While they were fighting, there was also unrest outside the city wall. A group of masters with bows and arrows on their backs and armor on their heads suddenly climbed up the city wall. These people were all skilled in archery. They stood on the top and drew their bows and arrows at the same time. The arrows flew out with strong winds and hit the bodies, creating a large cloud of blood mist. In a moment, most of Geng Guozhong's troops were wiped out.
After ten rounds of arrows, Geng Guozhong's men were almost gone, and even he himself was captured by Wei Tan and fell to the ground headfirst from his horse. The situation was reversed in an instant.
Wei Tan handed Geng Guozhong over to his subordinates, and was secretly surprised. Where did those people on the city wall come from? Why had he never seen them before? He took two steps forward and bowed to the black-clad men on the city wall, with a respectful and grateful tone:
"Thank you so much for helping us today. We are all very grateful. I wonder if you could leave your name so that I can repay you in the future..."
Before he finished speaking, a man in black clothes who was leading the group standing on the city wall suddenly raised his hand and took off the beast mask on his face. Unlike the ferocious and terrifying beast, underneath the mask was a defiant face. It must be Huo Lang.
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