Legend of the Orchid

Zhao Tingjie's nose wrinkled maniacally, his silver teeth bared in a ferocious cold light, and a low but threatening whimper sounded from his mouth.

Li Zhonglan was completely frightened awake, he was convinced that he saw a wild beast.

Ting Jie got up with a "huh", picked up Zhong Lan like catching a chicken, and threw it hard on the floor of the side room.

Zhong Lan's palm was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out, but he didn't have time to deal with the wound, and was immediately grabbed by the neck by the court steps and pinned to the wall.

"When did you collude with King Jin? Tell me!" Zhao Tingjie yelled at Zhong Lan with bloodshot eyes.

Zhong Lan's feet were hanging in the air, his neck was stuck and he couldn't breathe. His dry throat could only let out a "hissing" gasp. He struggled desperately, trying to break off the single palm that was clasped around his neck by Ting Jie, but it was of no avail. .

Finally, he fell into despair and thought sadly: I am going to die!

At this time, Zhao Tingjie suddenly lifted him up and threw him on the bed. Li Zhonglan grinned from the fall, but was finally saved, and coughed violently while clutching her neck.

Not long after, his hair was pulled back vigorously, causing the back of his head to fall back and hit the bed with a loud noise.

Li Zhonglan was thrown so hard, but Zhao Tingjie still didn't let him go, went to grab his neck again, and asked ferociously when he would collude with King Jin.

He waved his hands desperately, but could barely utter the word "no" from his hoarse throat. He wanted to pull away that evil hand. Once upon a time, that hand gave him tenderness and helped him dress and cover him. Today, it would actually threaten his life.

Fortunately, Zhao Tingjie didn't intend to kill Zhong Lan. He tore off Zhong Lan's clothes and entered the opponent brutally, with the ferocity of a hungry wolf tearing at its prey with a mouth full of blood.

Outside the house, the maids waited in fear, and heard a shriller cry coming from the side room, thinking that Li Zhonglan was being beaten by the master, they were so frightened that they shrank their necks and did not dare to speak.

Their master is usually quite calm, and this is the first time he has lost his temper like this.

Inside the room, the court steps grabbed Zhong Lan's arm and lifted it violently, forcing the other party to lean over and fall on the bed.

Zhong Lan's back was immediately exposed to Ting Jie's sight, and on the large expanse of white skin, there were still three red marks that had not completely subsided. reason.

"Ah!!!" There was another miserable cry, and Zhong Lan shrugged her back in pain. His two small shoulder blades were raised high, like a pair of white butterfly wings, following the wanton movement of the beast above. Infringement, the pair of wings also flapped and closed, as if wanting to fly away, but the weak body was bleeding, and the butterfly could only flap its wings dying.

Zhong Lan had never fought a war, but this time he had a taste of what it was like to fight on the battlefield. He couldn't remember how many times he was thrown and thrown like a rag, and he couldn't remember how many times he screamed crazily. In the end, His voice was completely hoarse, he could no longer make a sound, and his body was so painful that he was numb. He resigned to his fate and gave up struggling, his eyes were dull, and he let the steps tear himself apart like a puddle of mud.

Ting Jie regards me as an enemy.he thought bitterly.Heartache is more unbearable than physical pain.

Finally, his throat couldn't stand the stimulation of dehydration, and he coughed violently. Zhong Lan's face flushed from coughing, and he felt that his throat was filled with countless sharp stones, scraping his flesh so painfully.

Ting Jie slowly let go of Zhong Lan, took out a suit of clothes, put them on hastily for him, opened the door, and left quickly.

The dim light in the evening projected various strange patterns in the house. Not long after, two male servants entered the house, supported Li Zhonglan, dragged him out of the gate of Zhao Mansion, and then mercilessly locked the door in front of him. up.

Zhong Lan collapsed on the ground covered with bluestone slabs, looking up at the sky, the sky was covered with a bed of thick dark clouds, and in the corner below the clouds, there were dots of orange light, which were cast by lanterns in the streets and alleys of the city. As the rays of light came out, the clouds became lower and lower, nibbling away those light beams bit by bit, and finally, the whole world was darkened.

The wind picked up, and the leaves were swept into the strong wind, piercing Zhong Lan's eyes.Zhong Lan closed his eyes, letting the strong wind blow his body again and again, his heart was empty, and he felt that he had fallen into the abyss of despair. A few months ago, he was still full of ambitions to plan to restore the country, but when the courtyard appeared, Everything changed, he turned back into an ant, an ant discarded by the whole world.

A huge raindrop hit Zhonglan's right eyelid, he opened his eyes in a daze, more raindrops fell, and soon, the raindrops formed countless transparent swords between the sky and the earth, nailing him firmly to the ground. on the ground.

Zhong Lan smiled gratifiedly, opened her mouth slightly, he can finally drink water, and clean his body by the way, he is really dirty...

The red turbulence under Zhong Lan's body gradually became transparent and clear. The rain washed this thin body pale, and even the two red lips were covered with a withered gray-blue color.

A thunderstorm rolled down from the sky, and Zhao Tingjie, who was sitting in the study, was a little worried. He didn't know if Li Zhonglan had arrived home, and he regretted not sending someone to take Zhonglan back. Maybe that guy didn't even have the strength to walk?

"Jinyan, go to the residence of the Marquis of Disobedience and see if Li Changshi has returned." Ting Jie confessed.

Jin Yan took the order to go, but came back soon, and reported: "Mr. Li didn't leave, he was unconscious at the door."

Ting Jie was shocked and hurried to the door. Jin Yan hurriedly opened his umbrella and followed behind.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, he saw the lifeless body in the torrential rain. Zhao Tingjie's heart was suddenly pulled. He rushed into the rain quickly and hugged the little person who was as light as a feather. stand up.

"Hurry up and prepare hot water, hurry up!" Zhao Tingjie sternly ordered as he hurried into the room.

He removed all of Zhong Lan's wet clothes, and dried her body and hair carefully. Zhong Lan kept her eyes closed all the time, her icy muscles turned a dull bluish-white, and the cold air from her pierced deeply into the marrow of the courtyard. .

Ting Jie lightly touched the bruises and scars on Zhong Lan's body, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in his eyes. In fact, he didn't believe that Lan Er and King Jin were in cahoots. , but for some reason, every time the two meet each other, they have to confront each other, causing a lot of trouble.

Alas, Laner, why are you so stubborn.Zhao Tingjie caressed Li Zhonglan's face and sighed secretly.

He carried Zhong Lan into the bathing pool, and the scent of Chinese herbs mixed with angelica and frankincense gradually enveloped the two of them. Zhong Lan was still unconscious, but her body surface warmed up, her skin became rosy, and the bruises became more abrupt and more bruised. Shocking.

Ting Jie let Zhong Lan's head rest on his shoulders, and he used his strong arms to wrap around Zhong Lan's thin body, wishing that the other could be embedded in his body. Their chests were very close, and their hearts were separated by a few inches. They can stick together, but Zhao Tingjie feels that they are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and they can't really get close.