Raising Wolves

When Ning Jing found out that something was wrong, the rebels also noticed that something was wrong.

The fighting style of this Great Qi Army is different from before. It looks loose at first glance, but the formation changes like water. No matter which direction they charge, they will always be forced back to the original place.

At this moment, they heard something—

Bang!

It's the sound of a fire gun.

It had been raining for days before, and it was not suitable to use fire guns. The mudslide also swept away the Shenji camp, reducing the power of the Tartars, making the rebels less vigilant.

However, at this moment, thousands of soldiers from the Divine Machine Battalion seemed to have appeared out of thin air. The improved fire gun not only had a longer range, but also had a greater power. The smoke billowed, the gravel flew, the horses neighed, and the formation of the rebels suddenly changed. Scatter up.

Ning Sheng was furious, and was about to order to rearrange the formation, when the rumbling sound of hoofs came from behind.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned back suddenly, and saw Zheng Yao, the vicious dog beside the emperor, leading the charge, and behind him was an army of black armor who could not see his head.

The real oriole fell on the branches.

They were outflanked.

More and more rebels noticed the movement: "Where did that come from?"

"what happened?"

"We've been beaten!"

"No, no, run away!"

In front was the impregnable Daqi, and in the rear were countless reinforcements. Many people lost their fighting spirit at the moment, threw away their helmets and armor in horror, and tried to escape with the reins of their horses.

The lieutenant next to Ning Sheng's complexion changed slightly, and he raised his sword angrily, "Abandoning the formation will not matter! Don't run!"

In the chaos, however, no one listened to him anymore.

When one of them retreated, there was a second and a third. The rebels collapsed in an instant. Ning Sheng sat on the horse and looked at the chaos of the rebels, his face ashen.

He lost.

If an army loses its fighting spirit and only cares about running away, there will be no suspense in the end.

The battlefield in front was like a broken bamboo, and the riots in the rear were quickly suppressed.

Ning Jing made a decisive decision to escape while he was in the chaos, but before he even walked out of the tent, he was caught by Jin Yiwei who was approaching.

When Ning Juan came over on a horse, Ning Jing was being led to the prison.

Up to now, Ning Jing still can't guess where it is, everything before and after is just Ning Juan and Lu Qing's cooperation, not only hooking Ning Sheng out, but also confirming his guilt.

When the young emperor ascended the throne...he shouldn't have waited.

Missed the first chance, missed the second time, and now the third time, he made the wrong choice.

Ning Jing raised his head and looked at Ning Juan, who was riding past.

However, there was only one person in the eyes of the young emperor, and he didn't even look at him, he went straight to Lu Qingze who was standing in front of the main tent.

The surrounding smoke and dust filled the battlefield, and the smell of blood and gunpowder filled the battlefield.

In the midst of the chaos, Lu Qing stood quietly on the spot, staring at Ning Juan who was rushing towards him without blinking.

I haven't seen each other for nearly four months. The young man on the warhorse has been tempered on the battlefield, transformed and grown again, his waist is loose, his long hair and cloak are flying in the wind, his eyes are deep, his sharpness is hidden, and he is handsome and dazzling.

When approaching the main tent, Ning Juan suddenly tightened the reins, turned over and dismounted.

Surrounded by surprise, they knelt down, shouting long live.

Ning Juan didn't look at the others, only Lu Qingze looked at him with a faint smile in his eyes.

It was like a piece of snow on Beijing, drifting down the southwest moon.

He walked quickly to Lu Qingze, hugged him into his arms, and tightened his arms.

It seems that we have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally we can meet.

The metal armor has a cold taste, and it is stained with the hot breath of youth, and it does not seem so cold and hard.

Lu Qing closed his eyes, stretched his arms around his waist, and let Ning Lan hold him in his arms.

This is the emperor of Daqi, the monarch of others around him, and his... lover.

Ning Juan's heart was beating violently, and his voice was hoarse: "Huixue, I'm here."

Lu Qing made a low "um" sound.

Ning Juan wanted to say too much, all of them came to his lips, but for a while he didn't know where to start.

From the moment he knew that Lu Qingze had come to the southwest, he wanted to put his wings on and fly back.

But Lu Qing did not let him continue to say anything.

He gently but firmly pushed Ning Luan away: "There must be a beginning and an end to everything, Jiwei, it's time to end it."

The rebels have been dispersed, but so many people are waiting around, the war is not over yet, and the next step is to take Shuzhong.

Jiaozhi's army is still entrenched in Yundian.

Ning Lan was reluctant to take his eyes away from him, so he had to force himself to look away. When he retracted his hand, he reluctantly wiped the mole on the corner of his eye with his fingertips: "Wait for me a little longer."

After speaking, Ning Juan got on the horse again and ordered the remaining generals in the battalion to assemble, and they would be able to take Shuzhong today!

Ning Juan returned to the main tent, instructed Xiao Jin to assist from the side, support the striker, and guard the rear.

The battle ended when it was dark.

When the sky was getting dark, the front line brought good news: "Report! The gate of Shuzhong has been opened, and our army has won a great victory!"

Everything was as Lu Qing expected.

Even knowing the result, he couldn't help getting up and asking, "Where's Your Majesty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the main tent was opened.

Ning Juan seemed to let go of the city as soon as he took over the city, and immediately rushed back without stopping, with a bit of icy blood on his body. When he saw Lu Qingze, he couldn't help but smile, and the murderous aura all over his body disappeared. , his eyes are glamorous: "I am here."

Xiao Jin winked, seeing Ning Juan come in, he made a gesture to signal everyone to exit together.

The rest of the people retreated, and there were only two people left in the tent facing each other.

The atmosphere became quieter.

Lu Qing suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and stared at Ning Juan: "What's going on?"

I asked about the thrilling mudslide.

"There is no risk," Ning Yan walked to his side and explained in a low voice, "It was really sudden, I was almost caught in it, and when I escaped, there were only a few people left, I thought, why don't I take advantage of this opportunity and hide in the The rebels who did not come out of Shu were led out, and Zheng Yao didn't know about it at first, and passed the news to the capital..."

Lu Qing said indifferently: "Then what?"

"Huaixue, I didn't expect you to come to the southwest." Ning Lan looked at him intently, "You've always been calm and self-controlled, I thought you wouldn't..."

"No what?"

"...Not at risk."

Lu Qing was so calm and calm.

So far, the only time he saw Lu Qingze get out of control was the night when Chen Xiaodao tried to lead Lu Qingze to escape. He poured Lu Qingze two glasses of wine before shaking him.

Lu Qing said coldly, "Ning Juan, what do you think I am?"

"I…"

Before Ning Juan could finish speaking, Lu Qing interrupted directly: "Are you so unconfident in your feelings for me?"

Ning Juan's throat tightened and his voice was hoarse: "I don't have confidence in me, I'm sorry..."

Lu Qing was impatient.

For the first time, he lost patience and interrupted others to finish speaking, too lazy to listen to Ning Juan finish.

He stretched out his hand and pulled on Ning Yan's collar, forcing him to lower his head, close his eyes, and kiss the lips he wanted to clumsily explain.

Ning Juan was stunned for a long time, his breath was short and disordered, and he kissed back eagerly, while Lu Qing was pressed against the table where he was discussing military affairs with the soldiers, and his kiss was as warm as a fire in response.

Fatigued, sick, and exhausted these days, Lu Qingze's body was already at the end of the force, and his eyelids were shaky, as if he was about to faint, but before he saw Ning Juan, he was holding on with his will.

At this moment, he was finally like a loosened string, and his tense spirit was relieved.

Immediately, the overwhelming sleepiness flooded into his mind, he staggered Ninglan's lips, and threateningly said, "Wait, wait for your return to the capital..."

His anger hasn't subsided yet, and he must lock Ning Lan once to relieve his anger.

It's just that before he finished speaking, his voice became weaker and weaker, and at the end it was barely audible, and the person had already fallen asleep in Ning Juan's arms.

Ning Juan was solidly startled, hurriedly hugged Lu Qingze, strode out of the tent, and asked sharply from left to right, "Where's Xu Shu?!"

The wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks can be dealt with by other military doctors. After a while, Xu Shu was hurriedly brought over from the wounded barracks.

Lu Qing was lying in the tent where he had rested for the past few days, completely lethargic, breathing weakly, his long black hair was loose, his face was pale and transparent, and his cheekbones were exuding an abnormal flushing, and his whole body seemed to be fragile. of thin porcelain, her long eyelashes wet with cold sweat were deeply closed.

Ning Juan sat beside the bed and grabbed Lu Qingze's hand, looking like two people, His Majesty, the brave emperor in the daytime.

Xu Shu tutted in his heart, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please let go, if you don't let go, how can I see a doctor?"

Ning Juan suddenly came back to his senses and let go of Lu Qingze's hand.

Lu Qing, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully at first, suddenly raised his eyebrows and became uneasy.

Ning Juan immediately went around to the other side of the bed, took Lu Qingze's other hand, and kissed the back of his hand forcefully: "Huaixue, I'm here, don't worry."

As if these words worked, or because the cold hand was held by the familiar heat, Lu Qingze's breathing calmed down again.

Xu Shu was speechless for a while.

These two...

Ning Ruan stretched out his hand to smooth Lu Qingze's frowning eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Look at it, what's going on."

Before meeting, he was worried that Lu Qingze's body would not be able to bear it.

But in the daytime, it looked fine, and when we met just now, it was clear that there was no abnormality, so why did it suddenly fall? !

Xu Shu rolled his eyes, sat down, took Lu Qingze's wrist to check his pulse for a while, then checked his forehead temperature, and calmly retracted his hand: "It's all over, I knew it would be like this, a Both of them, don't listen to the doctor's orders, that's right."

Ning Juan's eyes were like knives, and he cut out coldly.

In the terrifying eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, Xu Shu deliberately changed his words: "Master Lu was already working on state affairs in the capital, and when he heard that something happened to His Majesty, he must have been overly worried. Before he could catch a breath, he continued to deal with King Jing, presided over the affairs of the camp, worked hard, and the wind and evil entered the body, and the body could not hold it any longer."

After a pause, he said: "These days, Mr. Lu has never shown any abnormality. Even if he stayed up all night, he seemed to be in good spirits until..."

He didn't finish his words, but Ning Juan already understood what he meant.

It was not until Ning Juan came back that Lu Qing let himself pass out with peace of mind.

Ning Juan's eyes were indescribably wet and hot, and he was surprised and happy, but also worried and tortured. He held Lu Qingze's hand tightly again, feeling the thinness and coolness of that hand, for fear that it would be damaged by himself. Now, let go of it quickly.

Xu Shu wrote Zhang Xin's prescription to Lu Qingze, buried his head and said, "It's alright if you've gone to sleep, but you have to be careful. You'll probably have a high fever, but with me here, don't worry."

Ning Juan replied in a low voice, and immediately asked someone to decoct the medicine.

Xu Shu made a good decision. When the night was a little late, Lu Qing really developed a high fever, which was very fierce, much more serious than Xu Shu expected, like a small stove, burning Ning Juan's whole heart. tighten up.

As soon as Xu Shu fell asleep in the middle of the night, he was dragged up by Xiao Jin and ran to His Majesty's tent.

He was so angry that he had no choice but to wake up, and urgently gave Lu Qingze an injection and a bowl of medicine, so that the fever did not continue, but the fever persisted.

Ning Ruanyi stood beside Lu Qingze's bed bewildered, lest he would make a mistake if he didn't take a look.

When it was all messed up outside, Lu Qing had a dream.

He dreamed that he had returned to a previous life.

There were many high-rise buildings and a lot of traffic. He floated in the air and saw that his former students had grown up and lingered in the office building or on the starlight stage.

Saw his family again.

He has a congenital disease and is an unqualified heir, so he is of no value to the parents who are married. They have not seen each other for many years, and they are still busy with their own careers.

He passed everyone, no one was waiting for him, and he didn't stop to look back at him.

This is the world that Lu Qingze was most familiar with.

Sitting high in the sky, he felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it until he vaguely heard someone calling out, "Huixue."

Lu Qing looked back stunned.

In the blurry halo, someone stretched out his hand towards him. The man couldn't see clearly and asked him earnestly: "Huixue, stay by my side."

Lu Qing looked at the figure and suddenly remembered.

That's... his Jiwei.

He glanced at the feasting and feasting behind him for the last time, and without hesitation, cut off the remaining trace of memorabilia, rushed towards the figure, and grabbed his hand.

In an instant, the cloud opened and the moon was bright.

Lu Qing saw the handsome and heroic man in front of him clearly, and bent his lips toward him: "Okay."

Didn't he already accept it?

Accept the love of Ning Tien, and the future of this love for a long time.

This high fever went back and forth, and it took nearly four days to subside.

But when the fever subsided, Lu Qing did not wake up immediately.

He slept soundly for two more days before waking up in a daze among the soft bedding.

The body has been fully rested, the muscles and bones are stretched, and the whole body is lazy, so that after waking up for a full cup of tea, Lu Qing slowly regained his sober consciousness.

He blinked, realizing the first question.

Ning Juan was not around.

Immediately, the second question popped into my mind.

Where is this place?

This is not a simple military camp, but a rather gorgeous bedroom, but judging from the layout of the house, he can conclude that it must not be in the capital.

After being lethargic for so long, even if his body was rested, his hunger made him weak, but when he looked up, he saw a rope beside him with a bell tied to it.

Lu Qing tried to pull it, the ding bell rang, and someone outside immediately entered the room: "Master Lu, you are awake!"

When Lu Qing saw it was Xiao Jin, he blinked and smiled, his voice hoarse and weak: "Where's Your Majesty? Where is this?"

"You fell ill a few days ago, and Your Majesty was taking care of you by your side," Xiao Jin said. "It wasn't until two days ago that your fever subsided, and His Majesty watched over you for another day without worrying, and rushed to Yundian."

Lu Qingze gave the tiger talisman to Zheng Yao that day, Ning Juan ordered Zheng Yao to lead the tiger talisman, mobilized a large army in Huguang, and immediately cooperated with Lu Qingze outside and inside, and let the army and the soldiers who were in ambush copy from outside, In one go, the rebels and King Jing's private soldiers were cleaned up.

Originally, after winning Shuzhong, he planned to continue to lead the troops to Yundian to clean up the army in Jiaozhi and end the war in the southwest, but because Lu Qing fell ill, he was really worried, and ordered the two generals to lead the army first. Stay by Lu Qingze's side.

It wasn't until he was sure that Lu Qingze was all right that he led Zheng Yao and followed with a light cavalry.

Lu Qing still had some impressions of that long dream, raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Did he get so terribly ill again?

Xiao Jin continued: "You are in the palace of the King of Shu now. Your Majesty has temporarily requisitioned this place so that you can rest and recuperate after you wake up. When the army wins, His Majesty will come back to pick you up and return to Beijing with you."

Lu Qing was almost aware of the current situation, nodded, and was uncomfortably hungry: "Please bring me something to eat."

Xiao Jin patted his head, then remembered this, and hurriedly turned back to let someone bring food from the kitchen.

Seeing that Xiao Jin had gone out, Lu Qing took a breath, propped himself up and sat down, only to find that there was something beside his pillow.

He took it over and saw that it was a sachet.

He vaguely guessed what was inside, and Lu Qing opened it with a funny look.

There was indeed a strand of hair inside.

Unsurprisingly, Ning Juan really gave him a lock of hair.

He fastened the sachet, put it back on the pillow, thought about it, then picked it up and put it in his arms, and then staggered out of bed, endured dizziness, and took a shower.

When the porridge cooked in the kitchen was delivered, while Lu Qing was eating feebly, he didn't know that the rumors about him and Ning Juan had already flown all over the city.

Lu Qing came to the southwest here. When we first met, all the officers and soldiers didn't feel very good. I always felt that the nobles from the capital were weak and weak. They didn't look like a man, and they looked down on them somewhat.

But soon everyone discovered that this Lord Lu not only experienced legends, but also had a complicated identity. He was even more incapable of appearances. Contrary to his sickly appearance, he was actually flexible, calm and determined on the inside.

Ning Juan's plan was able to be implemented so smoothly, reducing the casualties of the Da Qi army, and Lu Qing contributed greatly.

After the stereotype was reversed, everyone found out in horror that His Majesty really had a deep affection for Lord Lu.

That kind of careless care, careful care, not to mention Tianhuang nobles, even ordinary people, it is rare.

After hearing about His Majesty's accident, Lord Lu also rushed from the capital day and night regardless of the danger.

Adversity is the only way to see the truth.

And I heard that Master Lu is still a peerless beauty, so she is not as ugly as the rumors say?

The reputation of the emperor's deep love spread, and many people secretly discussed it. Those who had seen Lu Qingze boasted, and those who had not seen it were even more curious.

For a time, what the rumored imperial division looked like became the most curious thing for the soldiers stationed in Shu.

However, although Lu Qing woke up, his body was not fully recovered. It was already cold in Shuzhong in October. He didn't want to fall ill again, so he didn't run around and stayed in the house to recuperate. Walk around.

The battle report of Yundian will be sent every two days, and it is still written by His Majesty the Emperor.

The enclosed letter is still something that Ningyan finds interesting.

Before, the capital and the southwest were far away from each other, which made it inconvenient for the soldiers who were busy in the two places to bring too many things.

Lu Qing can receive some messy things every three days.

It is either a mysteriously carved mask, or a bag of fresh mushrooms. It is said that you can see the villain dancing when you eat it.

His Majesty himself wanted to see if he could see Lu Qing dancing, but was sternly stopped by Xu Shu who was accompanying him.

Ning Juan regretfully failed to try it, but he felt that this thing was very interesting, so he sent someone to send it over and told Lu Qing not to eat it and see it fresh.

What bothered Lu Qing the most was that when he woke up one morning, he opened the door and found a set of bronze bells in the yard.

Lu Qing picked up the gavel numbly and struck a heavy bell.

"Dang" sound, long and long.

I don't know where His Majesty the Emperor is busy chasing and fighting the enemy on the battlefield, where did he come to pick these things.

Lu Qing couldn't bear it any longer, so he sent a letter to stop it.

"Don't send anything but your whole self!"

Ning tired then stopped.

The national strength of Jiaozhi is weak. Without the help of Ning Sheng, it is really difficult to see Daqi's army, but he is not reconciled to such a retreat. With his familiarity with the terrain, he resisted stubbornly for less than a month, and finally collapsed. He was beaten back to his hometown, signed a truce with Daqi, and paid tribute year after year.

After solving this trouble, Ning Juan couldn't wait to send himself back.

He let the rest of the generals lead the team, left the advancing army, and rushed to the middle of Shu with only a light cavalry.

By the way, when I entered the middle of Shu, I heard that everyone was curious about the appearance of the rumored emperor during this period.

Ning Juan lowered his brows, quite displeased, and hurriedly walked into the old Shu palace, and as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Lu Qingze who was studying how to strike the bell.

He was wearing a red robe today, his skin was like snow, and his complexion was much better. The color between his brows and eyes was hard to suppress, and there were a few moles at the corners of his eyes, but he was very beautiful.

It was very much like the way he wore a wedding dress that day and was rubbed by him.

Ning Juan hurriedly stopped at the gate of the courtyard, staring at Lu Qingze without blinking, his heart was burning.

Lu Qing received the good news ahead of time, and guessed that Ning Juan would have to come back tomorrow morning at the earliest. Seeing him unexpectedly, he was also a little surprised: "Is this back?"

Ning Wan strode over and leaned over to hug him without saying a word.

Smelling the fragrant plum fragrance on the person in his arms, the shadows of the sword and blood on the battlefield disappeared in an instant, as if there was only a clear moon left in the world.

Lu Qing smelled the faint smell of medicine and blood on Ning Yan's body, and quietly hugged him for a while, then gently pushed him away, pulled him to sit down, and looked up and down carefully: "Is there any Injuried?"

If it was an ordinary time, Ning Juan would have to be miserable and ask for Lu Qingze's concern, but no jokes are allowed on the battlefield. He smiled and reassured Lu Qingze: "It's just a minor injury, it's not in the way."

After a pause, he whispered, "I sent myself back well, Huaixue."

Lu Qingze's heart softened immediately, and he stroked his face, his voice soft: "Your Majesty can be regarded as a golden mouth."

"Then Huaixue," Ning Juan still remembered that he said he would teach himself a lesson before, and asked carefully, "are you still angry?"

Lu Qing looked at him for a while and smiled kindly: "I'm not angry anymore."

If he is not angry, he will serve him in shackles without delaying his return to Beijing.

Ning Juan didn't notice Lu Qingze's disagreement at all, his invisible tail seemed to wag again, and said shyly, "Huaixue, in fact, I brought you a gift from Yundian."

Lu Qing involuntarily glanced at the heavy chimes in the yard.

"Not that one."

Ning Juan took out the silver mask from his arms.

The twisted silk is like a phoenix's tail, bells and whistles, and arrogance.

Lu Qingze: "..."

No wonder I just felt like I was being choked by something.

Ning Juan's small, uncontrollable possessiveness was haunting him, and he didn't want others to see Lu Qingze's face, so he put on that mask, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he was, and coaxed him, "The first time I saw it, It just feels right for you, and it really does.”

where is it for me?

You still think that pair of golden shackles suits me.

Lu Qing snorted and decided not to comment on Ning Wan's taste. He didn't slap his hand and took it off. He looked at the dim sky and said, "Before Hitachi winter, the capital should have been snowing heavily."

In a few days, it will be the end of the year.

Time flies so fast.

Half of his face was exposed under the mask, and his jaw line was smooth and graceful. Because he tilted his head slightly, his wet lips were naturally slightly open, as if waiting for a kiss.

Ning Juan felt that Lu Qing was inviting him and couldn't help but hold his face and kiss him deeply.

"Well, Huai Xue, let's go home."

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Fishing and surfing to see a joke, follow the wind:

Ning Yan made a little Lu Qingze with filaments, but he fell into the river, and the river **** asked him, "Did you lose this little Lu Qingze with golden threads, or this little one with silver threads? people?"

Ning Juan replied bluntly: "What I lost is the grass silk Lu Qingze."

(from the network joke)