The barbarians of the Celestial Empire are still fighting fiercely on the border, and it has been some time since General Zhao Litang disappeared.
Everyone in the barbarian army camp had seen that Alan Yue always went into the tent with a smile and then came out with red eyes.
Amul promised Alanyue that he would not kill Zhao Litang for the time being, but asked Alanyue to find a way to get the military secrets of the Celestial Empire from Zhao Litang.
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Alanyue knew that Zhao Litang would rather die than surrender and would never betray his country, but Amul insisted on doing so and stood outside the tent to listen to their conversation, so Alanyue had no choice but to do as he was told.
When he walked into the tent, Zhao Litang was awake. Although his injuries were still serious, he had begun to recover after a few days of recuperation.
After seeing the person standing by the door holding medicine, Zhao Litang reached out, picked up the medicine bowl beside the bed and threw it over.
"Get out!" The tone was filled with disgust and hatred, like a sharp sword stabbing directly into Alan Yue's heart.
The medicine bowl fell right at Alanyue's feet. Her pretty face tried hard to put on a smile, "General, I'll change the medicine for you."
"I told you to get out!" Zhao Litang propped up his body, as if he was going to sit up from the bed.
A Lanyue quickly walked over and supported his body, fearing that his wound would be affected.
"General, your wounds have not healed yet. You must change the dressings every day, otherwise the wounds will get infected."
Zhao Litang waved his hand away and sneered, "It's better if I'm infected. Let me die here and put an end to it. It's better than being revived by you barbarians."
A Lanyue looked at his cold face and knew that he hated her as much as those barbarians did. But, he had always regarded himself as a Celestial Emperor since he was a child!
"General, I was born in the barbarian tribe, but grew up in the Celestial Empire. I have no feelings for the barbarians at all. If it weren't for the blood relationship that I can't change, I would rather be a Celestial Empire citizen!"
As soon as these words were spoken, a light cough was suddenly heard outside the tent.
After hearing this, Zhao Litang's face suddenly changed. He stared outside the tent with sharp and murderous eyes. The voice just now was clearly that of Amul!
He figured something out, and turned to look at Alan Yue with cold eyes without a trace of emotion, "Someone is listening outside. If I'm not mistaken, this is another conspiracy you guys planned. You came here to pretend to be sincere to me, but you actually wanted to trick me into believing you, and then use the situation to get some military information from me..."
Hatred surged in his heart. Zhao Litang held on for a breath and came out of the bed. He stared into A Lanyue's eyes and approached step by step.
"… Tell me, what do you want to know? If I tell you those secrets, will you kill me without blinking an eye? Then I will tell you, I won't say a word about what you want to know! You can kill me or torture me as you wish, let Amul do whatever he wants!"
Alan Yue's eyes were wet with tears because of this cold and hateful tone. There was not the slightest deception in what he said just now. He said all his true feelings, but the general didn't seem to believe a word he said. What should he do? Should he dig out his heart and show it to the general...
"General... I didn't... I didn't mean that... I really didn't... Can you please believe me... Please believe me..."
A Lan Yue was crying so hard that she couldn't speak. She shook her head in panic, her back resting on the thick cloth of the tent. Zhao Litang in front of her had bloodshot eyes.
Suddenly, Zhao Litang seemed to have a surge of blood and spat out a mouthful of blood. There were bright red and sticky blood hanging from the corners of his lips, and his body was shaking as if he was about to fall down.
A Lanyue quickly held one of his arms, and Zhao Litang was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to push him away.
"General... what do I need to do to make you believe me... I... I want to save you... but I have no choice... What do I need to do to make you believe that I am sincere..."
Zhao Litang pulled out a cold smile at the corner of his lips, and asked in a very soft voice, "If you want me to believe you, there are ways."
A Lanyue raised her tearful eyes, looked at him earnestly and asked, "General, is there any way? Tell me, as long as I can do it."
"You can do it, and only you can do it."
Zhao Litang leaned close to Alanyue's ear and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Go and kill Amul, and I will believe you."
—These words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Alanyue's ears. Amul was his biological brother. Ever since they met, he had been taking great care of him and doting on him. No one had ever treated him so well as selflessly as Amul had. Although Alanyue was always in pain and confusion, he was slowly accepting the fact that Amul was his brother.
"You can use a dagger to pierce his heart, or a sword to cut his throat, or just set him on fire and burn him to ashes..."
Zhao Litang was still talking, looking at Alanyue's tearful expression as he spoke, "... As long as you do it, I will believe you, and I can still take you back to the Celestial Empire. By then, you will definitely be the first-class contributor to my Celestial Empire."
Zhao Litang said coldly, "How about it? Can you do it?"
A Lan Yue's eyes were filled with tears, and she trembled as she did not dare to respond.
Zhao Litang stretched out his hand and grasped his shoulder, exerting a little force with his fingertips, forcing him to answer, "Answer me! Can you do it or not!"
A Lanyue wanted to break free from his grip, but he was powerless and let Zhao Litang hold his shoulders until it hurt.
"I want you to answer me!"
Zhao Litang raised his voice and questioned.
At this moment, the tent was opened and two barbarian soldiers came in from outside. They quickly stepped forward and pulled Zhao Litang aside. Alanyue's body slid softly to the ground, while Zhao Litang's eyes were still staring at his direction.
Amul then walked in, went over to help Alanyue up from the ground, looked at him with heartache, and then waved his hand.
"Take him away."
Zhao Litang smiled sadly with the corners of his lips, and was then taken out of the barracks and directly locked up in the prison of the barbarian camp.
"Yue'er, you've seen it too. Zhao Litang is such a cold-blooded man. He would do anything for his country. It's not worth it for you to torture yourself because of him!" Amul said with concern.
“Brother…” Alan Yue’s eyes were red, “Please don’t kill him, okay? Even if… even if you can’t get any information out of him, please don’t kill him, okay… Yue’er begs you…”
Having said that, Alan Yue knelt down on the ground with a thud, knocked her head against the ground, and her tears fell into the dirt.
Amul frowned, looked at him deeply, sighed, turned and left.
There were several captives from the Celestial Empire imprisoned in the place where Zhao Litang was imprisoned. They were all tortured beyond recognition, but were still alive.
I can't live, and I can't die.
Although they were tortured, they did not leak any confidential information of the Celestial Empire.
Zhao Litang was tied to a rack, with several wounds on his body. The internal and external injuries combined would have taken his life if Zhao Litang had not been a martial artist with a long history of battles.
Someone came over wielding a whip to carry out the execution. Each whip hit the person's body, causing so much pain that he almost lost consciousness. But before he fainted, a bucket of ice-cold salt water was poured over his head, and he returned to consciousness along with the excruciating pain. Then he was whipped again.
During this period, some people would symbolically ask some military questions, but Zhao Litang was determined not to say a word.
Amul also came once and ordered his men to insert a dagger into Zhao Litang's palm, hoping to make him scream in pain, but his eyes were burning red and he still didn't make a sound.
Amul smiled, "Well, General Zhao is indeed very endurance-oriented, which is really admirable. It's a pity that even a powerful person like him has now become a defeated general and a prisoner of another country, right?"
Amul twisted the dagger, and heard the sound of minced meat. He laughed even more happily, and leaned close to Zhao Litang's ear and said, "You want my own brother to kill me. General Zhao is really good at sowing discord. But Yue'er has already accepted me as her brother. No matter how much you instigate, it will be useless."
He stood up again, staring at the tattered body and said, "Sometimes I wonder if you have cast some kind of spell on Yue'er. He actually likes you so much that he wants to give you his heart, but you would rather throw it away than take it. Hey, you saved him, and I promised him that I would not kill you, but I never said that I would let you go. General Zhao, just stay in this prison. If you want to get out again, you have to change your mind one day, or you die."
Amul walked out with a smile, leaving Zhao Litang with his head down, staring at the ground without saying a word.
Like him
A Lanyue actually likes him
It was not because of the life-saving grace, nor because of the conspiracy planned with Amul, but because she liked him.
Everything seemed to have an explanation. She followed him back to the general's mansion, chased him to the border, learned archery for him, even went to the battlefield and almost lost her life. She rushed out to protect him in front of many barbarian soldiers...
The pretty little face with the crescent mark on it popped up in Zhao Litang's mind. He couldn't believe it but sneered at himself.
Because there is no bad relationship, it’s just because of love.
There were more footsteps coming from the side, and Zhao Litang no longer had the strength to look up to see who it was.
The man applied medicine to his wounds very gently. Even the barbarian soldiers guarding him turned their eyes away and dared not look over here.
The man seemed to see the dagger stuck in Zhao Litang's palm, and he took a sharp breath. It sounded like he was crying, as if he was in more pain than Zhao Litang.
—He stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger, but the dagger had been stuck in the wooden stake and he couldn't pull it out after several attempts.
"Come and help!"
The man said to the soldier next to him, and a soldier walked over obediently and pulled out the dagger.
Blood gushed out and flowed down Zhao Litang's arm into his sleeve. He no longer felt the pain. He raised his eyelids and looked through the messy hair and blood-stained face.
The person standing in front of him was A Lanyue, her eyes full of worry and heartache. She was opening the medicine box with trembling hands, and then applying medicine to the bloody hole in Zhao Litang's palm.
Zhao Litang just found out that he actually liked her.
The author has something to say
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Finally I'm writing about Tang Yue. The love-hate relationship between them is no less than that between Pei Zheng and Xiao Ren'er.
The reason why the barbarians retreated will also be revealed in the Tangyue extra chapter.
I will continue to write the sequel about Pei Zheng and Xiao Ren'er. I will write it after I finish writing about Tang Yue and extend the timeline to the present.
Now Tang Yue and the other are still in the battle between the Celestial Barbarians on the border. If you have forgotten, you can go back to Chapter 98 to read it.
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