Yang Zhao's finger in the armored glove touched his face with a cool feeling, Ling Qingyu coughed and said, "General Yang, shall we go to deliver the goods first?"
Yang Zhao was taken aback, seeing her eyes winking to both sides desperately, only then realized that there were still a bunch of people around! He hurriedly clenched his fists and coughed twice on his lips, and said, "Of course we should go to the barracks first."
"General Yang knows we're here today?" Han Bian, who had been staying by the side, finally found the time to speak, and asked hurriedly.
"It's not very peaceful here at the pass during this time, I brought people out for inspection." Yang Zhao said. I can’t say it, I’m afraid you may have problems delivering food at this time again, so I read it every day.
Ling Qingyu stood on tiptoe and looked at the team of knights behind, and saw two familiar faces among the knights who took off their helmets, and waved: "Meng Su! Du Ming!"
Meng Su Duming led Yang Zhao's horse and rode over, and said with a smile, "It's good to be in charge."
"You bring Mr. Han into the camp." Yang Zhao took the reins of the horse, got on the horse, and when Ling Qingyu was still looking for an acquaintance, he hugged her onto the horse and placed it in front of him, and gave orders to Meng Su and Du Ming , and then squeezed the horse's stomach and galloped away.
The other knights wanted to follow, but Du Ming blocked him, saying, "Come, come, go to Gale Wind Camp first."
Ling Qingyu was taken aback at first. With so many people, I thought I should pay more attention. This is good. Is this considered to be hijacked
The speed of the horse was very fast, and the oncoming cold wind made her face ache. Just as Ling Qingyu was about to speak, Yang Zhao behind him had already wrapped his cloak around her and wrapped her in his arms.
Ling Qingyu gave up struggling and leaned against the man behind him. The cold wind was blocked by the space surrounded by the man's cloak. Through the iron armor, he could feel the beating heart in the chest behind him.
A fast horse galloped over from outside the camp. Seeing that it was the general's horse, the soldiers hurriedly removed the fence at the gate of the camp. As soon as it was removed, the horse rushed straight in from beside him.
"Why is the general alone? Something happened?" Li Yan and He Li were passing by the door, seeing this scene, Li Yan asked anxiously.
"No," He Li stretched out his hand to block Li Yan who was about to chase after him, and said, "Here comes the master."
"How do you know?" Li Yanqi asked, and then remembered that the general claimed to go to investigate the military situation every day, but he actually ran around Dai County every day to see if the people from the Ling family firm had arrived. Although the horse just now was fast, it was fine. I saw a person in front of me, so it turned out to be that person.
He Li felt a little bitter in his heart, and put down his hand blocking Li Yan, the old wound on his waist seemed to be hurting again.
Yang Zhao jumped off the horse with Ling Qingyu in his arms, and said to the guard at the door: "No one is allowed in." Then he went directly through the big tent and entered the inner tent.
Put Ling Qingyu carefully on his narrow army bed and sat down. Yang Zhao knelt down in front of her, buried his head on her legs, and calmed down his heart that was about to jump out. It was a real person, she came Yes, it's really here.
Looking at the inner tent, the area is not big or small, but it is very simple. There is only a bed, a table, a hanger, and a box. A brazier is placed in the inner tent to make the inside warmer than the outside. Some, that is, slightly warmer.
Under such simple conditions, they have to stay here for many years. Ling Qingyu had mixed feelings in her heart. She had envisioned countless scenarios of their reunion, and also set up various responses for herself when facing him, calm down? warm? implicit? reserved? dignified? Shou etiquette? But it seemed that he didn't give himself time to react at all.
Confused in my heart, I turned countless thoughts, but a sentence came out of my mouth: "General Yang."
Yang Zhao raised his head abruptly, his eye circles turned red, and he stared at her blankly.
"I..." Ling Qingyu twitched in his heart, and didn't know what to say again.
Yang Zhao stood up, covered her mouth lightly with his hand, preventing her from saying anything, then untied the rope buckle, and took off the armor.
He was wearing a full-body armor, and Ling Qingyu recognized that it was produced by Zhou Tan. At that time, she had fun and wrote one of their ten names on each armor. At that time, Zhou Tan blew his beard and complained, I am such a good work, you write Such ugly words go up!
The breastplate, wrist armor, waist armor, and leg armor were taken off one by one, revealing the white breasts inside.
Yang Zhao pushed Ling Qingyu back a little, knelt on the bed between her legs, then untied his belt, and took off his white trousers.
Ling Qingyu was taken aback by this posture, but when he saw the shiny golden thing between his legs, his head snapped and it broke.
Ling Qingyu stared blankly at that thing. She had imagined countless times of their goodbyes and their future relationship. He would become more and more powerful, holding a heavy army in his hand, and he would look like a lovable person. She even thought about it. She wanted to persuade him not to do that kind of stupid thing against the order again, although she was immediately denied by herself, but she did think about it.
Yang Zhao picked up her hand, put it on the thing, and then took out a dagger from under the pillow on the bed. With a shake of his hand, the scabbard fell off, and Yang Zhao pressed the sharp blade against his own. On the throat, he said in a low voice: "Call General Yang again." If you dare to call, I will die for you!
Ling Qingyu's eye circles were also red, and the color of the chastity belt had already faded, and it had already drawn several marks on the little brother, and it seemed that he had never taken it off.
"Zhao..." Ling Qingyu sighed softly, how could such a friendship be broken, how could he bear to bear it!
Raising his hand to hold his hand holding the knife and slowly taking it down, Ling Qingyu sighed again: "Zhao... the key!"
Putting down the knife, Yang Zhao unbuttoned his shirt, pulled open the collar on his chest, and a piece of jade pendant fell out. Next to the jade pendant was a small golden key.
Bringing the key over, Ling Qingyu grabbed his little brother and searched for the lock, but couldn't find it, but the little brother started to grow up and opened the cage a little.
Ling Qingyu's face was a little dark, and he raised his head and said to Yang Zhao, "Tell me! Have you shown this to others!"
Her voice was fierce, but Yang Zhao's face turned red, and he shook his head, "No."
After finding a head of sweat, the little brother's pulse was tense. Although the toughness of gold was good, it was stretched to death. It strangled the little brother into several sections, and Ling Qingyu finally found a place.
As the buckle was undone and the chastity belt was taken off, Yang Zhao let out a satisfied groan, leaned over to find her lips, and pressed her body down.
This kiss was biting like a grievance, which made people feel pain. Ling Qingyu honestly cooperated with him to take off his clothes.
As if there hadn't been this year and a half, as if they were still together yesterday, they had sex naturally, and when their bodies were united, they all sighed happily.
After not eating meat for a year and a half, Yang Zhao quickly vented. When he was about to fight again, Ling Qingyu saw the blood on his hands.
"Wait! Turn around." Ling Qingyu stopped Yang Zhao from courting again, looked at the blood on his palm, and turned him away.
Yang Zhao didn't take off his shirt, and there were already several blood stains printed on his back.
Ling Qingyu took off his shirt, and there were bloodstains in several places on the bandages wrapped around his upper body.
"It's almost better, it's okay." Yang Zhao turned around, still wanting to keep pressing her down.
"Is it the Eighty Court Staff?" Ling Qingyu asked as he stroked the bloodstains with his fingers.
"Well, it's been two months, and it's okay." Seeing that she was still looking at the wound, Yang Zhao simply lifted her up, sat on him, and said, "You know I'm strong, and I'm in some pain. , I prefer."
When he said this, there was still a different expression on his face, and Ling Qingyu blushed a little.
Yang Zhao simply lay down by himself so that all the scars were pressed down, and then he straightened his back, and the little brother who had grown up again kept saying hello.
Now that his handsome face is covered by a full beard, he has a different kind of masculinity, his body is stronger, and the faint smell of blood lingers in his nose, like the highest level of sluts, which is exciting.
So, Ling Qingyu was impulsive.
The result of the impulsiveness was that Yang Zhao's back was covered with blood. When he untied the bandage and saw the bloody piece, Ling Qingyu's heartbroken tears rolled down.
"It hasn't healed for two months, your military doctor is a pig!" While finding the Jinchuang medicine produced by Shi Fang that he brought, he cursed while wiping away tears.
"Well, I'll consider another one next time." Yang Zhao laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
After cleaning the wound and finding a new bandage, Ling Qingyu applied the medicine to bandage him familiarly. The area of his injury is actually very large, not only the whole back, but also the buttocks are badly rotten, thinking that this person has such a serious injury, and he still rides out on horseback every day, Ling Qingyu unconsciously patted his buttocks with hatred She slapped her hand and said, "I'm still running around after being injured like this." Yang Zhao just turned his head to look back at her, with a happy smile on his face, which was even more silly against the backdrop of his full beard.
Ling Qingyu turned his head away, and asked: "You doctor, should you change it? Did you change your medicine every day?"
"I changed it myself."
"I changed it myself," Ling Qingyu was taken aback, then moved his head and asked, "I changed it myself! This injury is on my back, how can I change it myself!"
Yang Zhao made a gesture of pouring the medicine bottle on his back, Ling Qingyu's face turned dark immediately, no wonder you haven't recovered for two months if you change like this!
"You said, don't let others touch me." Yang Zhao's voice was low, with a trace of grievance.
Ling Qingyu was so angry that he was speechless, and he sighed after a while, saying: "At this time, don't remember such words."
"I remember everything you said." Yang Zhao muffled, but you must have forgotten what I said.
I said that when I fucked you! ! Continuing to move his head, Ling Qingyu said seriously: "Yang Zhao! Remember, you are mine, and your body is also mine! You must put your life and health first at all times, you know!"
Yang Zhao only listened to the first half and was so happy that even the bearded man was laughing, but he ignored the latter part.
After the dressing was done, Ling Qingyu said disgustedly: "Hurry up and shave this beard, I see why it's so disobedient!" Such a man's face was crying, shy and coquettish, he couldn't stand it anymore There is wood!
After Yang Zhao tidied up, he went out of the big tent with Ling Qingyu like a jade tree facing the wind. Han Bian and He Li had already explained their things clearly and were sitting outside the big tent drinking tea.
Yang Zhao was so refreshed that everyone who knew something about him looked at him with contempt. This ungrateful guy doesn't want to do serious things, so let's do this first!