Dianxia Qingcheng

"Pei, brother Pei, it hurts..."

Qi Changyi's back was pressed against the hard earth wall, and his eyes were red with the bumpy protruding stones.

The blood in the palm of his hand was wet and sticky, and he could bear the pain of the split skin, but Pei Zheng's rough treatment and gloomy expression could easily make him overwhelmed.

"Do you know how many people are still searching around the city just to find you? How about you? Have fun!"

Pei Zheng's eyes are full of sternness. He hates the feeling of being out of control the most. This little fool obviously listens to his own words, but now he goes against his will again and again, which makes the tyrannical factor in his chest that has been suppressed for a long time somewhat uncomfortable. Take control.

Although, the fate of the little fool is still in his hands, but he must firmly control everything.

Step by step, step by step, according to his ideas, to achieve.

A single slender and powerful long leg rested between the two thin legs, and a slight upward push made the little man's feet vacate.

Qi Changyi had to put both hands on Pei Zheng's arms, trying to maintain the balance of his upper body.

The wooden thorn in his palm suddenly pierced deeper, and the scarlet blood stained on Pei Zheng's black robe was unreal.

"Brother Pei, don't be mad at me, it was Amule and the fourth brother who said they would send someone to tell you to come pick me up, I, I've waited for you for a long time..."

Pei Zheng's heart moved suddenly.

Qi Changfeng, is he there? Why didn't he see him just now? Could it be that he was avoiding him on purpose?

good very good.

Pei Zheng narrowed his eyes, staring at the tearful little man without speaking.

Outside the dark alley, there is a crowd of people coming and going, they laughed and laughed, and they sang and danced.

However, this alley is dark and damp like the sun, cold and dark, freezing to the bone, capable of swallowing and drowning all the bright and beautiful.

A wall is separated, a world apart.

The surrounding environment and the people in front of him are very similar to the night that Pei Zheng remembered, the night that has been lingering in his mind for the past ten years.

"Wait for me for a long time? I think you are having a good time. I'm afraid I hope I don't come looking for you at all, so you can continue to chat and laugh with that barbarian."

Pei Zheng stretched out **** to squeeze Qi Changyi's chin, and asked, "Is that so?"

"No, no..."

Qi Changyi's chin was pinched, unable to move, the tears from the corners of his eyes couldn't hold back any longer, like beads with a broken thread falling down.

Tears dripped down his chin that was as white as jade, which made Pei Zheng's eyes deepen, and the strength of his subordinates became a little heavier.

"Barbarians, barbarians, the people you make friends with in private are all barbarians, I didn't see you wrong..."

Qi Changyi's jaw hurt so much, and he couldn't understand what Pei Zheng meant. He only felt that the fingers were slender and powerful, like two pliers, and they were about to crush his chin.

His arms were already a little sore and numb, and the bleeding palms had long ago lost consciousness, but he was still obediently moving, his legs drooping softly.

"Pei, brother Pei, what can you do to stop being angry?"

Qi Changyi asked with pain and difficulty.

"What do you say?"

The fingers on his chin finally loosened, Pei Zheng moved a little distance, looked down at the little man, the moonlight above his head slanted down from him, and the tall figure enveloped all directions.

Qi Changyi's body trembled slightly, he thought for a while, then leaned forward as if to please Pei Zheng, trying to get close to Pei Zheng's lips, but he was still a little short of distance, so anxious that his eyes became hot and two lines of tears rolled down .

Pei Zheng's eyelids moved, and he leaned forward slightly, the little man finally touched the thin lips, and carefully attached Wen Ruan, but he didn't move any further.

After sticking like that for a long time, the little man raised his eyes, which were wet, and he asked softly, "Is this better?"

Pei Zheng stared at him with red rabbit eyes and said nothing.

Pei Zheng's sleeves were wet with blood, and the warm touch made his brows wrinkle. Facing the moonlight, he could see a pool of blood dripping from his feet. He remembered that the little man's hand seemed to be injured just now.

"Show me your hand."

Qi Changyi raised his arms twice, so numb that he couldn't hold back his strength.

Pei Zheng directly picked up his palm and opened it to look at his palm. The blood and water were chaotic and mixed with some small fragments.

Qi Changyi's wound was suddenly opened, and the pulling of his flesh made his forehead sweat.

"Be patient."

Pei Zheng stretched out his hand and carefully picked something at his wound, picked out the small pieces of wood from the blood and threw it away.

After some action, Qi Changyi's lower lip had been bitten white by himself, but he didn't snort.

Pei Zheng squeezed his chin again, forcing him to release his lips, and then lowered his head and attached it.

The cool thin lips parted lightly, the tip of the tongue poked in and swiped gently for a few times, carefully tracing the white and neat little teeth, and then wrapped around the soft little tongue to **** a few times.

A completely different kiss from before.

After separating for a long time, Pei Zheng saw that the originally white lips were now full of red and lustrous, and he relaxed on his legs and put the little man down.

Qi Changyi's legs slammed on the ground, so numb he couldn't stand, he fell directly to the ground, and immediately lowered his head and did not speak in grievance.

Just as Pei Zheng was about to help him up, there was a sudden noise at the entrance of the alley. It was the leader of the guards who came looking for him. When he saw the prince sitting on the ground, he was relieved.

"My lord, since the prince has been found, let's go back to the palace as soon as possible. Some barbarians are staying in this city recently. Although they are here for peace talks, it is better to be careful."

Pei Zheng nodded lightly.

"Send the prince back to the palace, and first go to the imperial physician Jiang to diagnose and treat his wounds. Order the Guards to be withdrawn, and I will do something alone."

After Pei Zheng gave the order, he strode out of the deep alley.

Qi Changyi watched his leaving back, and quietly bit his lower lip again. Brother Pei seems to be still angry with himself. If he knew earlier that he should not play with the fourth brother and Amule, he would just go to Brother Pei directly.

The leader of the guards sent someone to bring the sedan chair, hurriedly sent Qi Changyi back to the palace, sent him directly to the imperial hospital, and named Jiang Yubai.

Jiang Yubai had just sent Chengfeng away, and was getting angry. When he came to the lobby and saw Qi Changyi whose hands were covered in blood, he exclaimed in fright.

"What's wrong with His Highness's hand? Don't tell me it's Master Pei's masterpiece again!"

The guard leader's mouth twitched in embarrassment.

Jiang Yubai quickly ordered people to prepare hot water and medicine to treat Qi Changyi's wound.

"His Royal Highness, call out when it hurts. There is no one else here, so don't bear it."

Qi Changyi's face was pale in pain, but he still tried his best to smile at Jiang Yubai with the corners of his lips hooked.

"Doctor Jiang, I'm fine, thank you for your kindness."

Jiang Yubai's hand movements were as gentle as possible, but he still couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Is this Pei Zheng still a human being? Which of his injuries was not related to him?"