Bamboo Raw Huaian

The expected impact did not come, instead, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The Yan man who hit the door was still lifting his feet in the air, but he couldn't make another move.

A feathered arrow was buried in the back of his head, and a little iron light reflected in the center of his eyebrows.

There was an instant commotion outside the door.

Duan Qingzhu was taken aback.He lost so much blood that he couldn't turn his head around.When he reacted, he only heard the sound of weapons clashing outside the door, as if reinforcements had arrived.

He immediately wanted to get up and go out to tell the leader the current situation in the palace, but it was a pity that he sat for too long and couldn't get up, so he staggered a bit.

With this pause, Duan Qingzhu quickly calmed down.

Those who can lead troops to appear here today may not necessarily know less about the situation in the palace than him.What's more, he was wounded and his sword had no eyes, so going out now would only cause trouble for others.

So he sat down again, rubbing his congested lower limbs repeatedly with his uninjured hand, waiting for the outside to end.

After a cup of tea, the sound outside gradually became quieter, and finally quieted down.

Duan Qingzhu thought that it was almost time, so he wanted to get up and go out, but before he could move, the door that was already crumbling was opened from the outside.

Duan Qingzhu subconsciously straightened her back and stood up by herself.

His footsteps were flimsy, and he swayed as soon as he got up.Just as he was about to support the door frame, the man outside stretched out his hand quickly to help him.

Just as he was about to say thanks, the man restrained himself, carefully avoiding all the wounds on his body, and held him tightly in his arms.

When Duan Qingzhu was enveloped by the familiar scent of sandalwood, he froze for a moment, then raised his head in disbelief——

Broken walls and ruins, bursting into the sky with flames.

In the billowing smoke, he saw a face that he thought about day and night.

Duan Qingzhu was escorted by the northern border army all the way to Qing'an Hall.

The northern border army is a group of elders who practice martial arts. They have been guarding the border for many years and have not had much contact with civilian officials.

In my impression, they are all a group of oil bottles who only talk on paper, run away when things happen, and can't run fast.

But I saw that the Taifu of the Great Wei they had just rescued, with injuries all over his body, held up his strength of character, calm and organized in the face of danger, and calmly analyzed the cause and effect with their coach.

Everyone was in awe, and their impression of the civil servants could not help but be greatly changed.

So they all ignored the Taifu who made them respect

—on their master's steed.

This person was tightly protected by their coach, not only did he not feel awkward at all, but subconsciously nestled in a familiar position.

It can be seen from this that Duan Qingzhu is still in a daze.

Xiao Daokun held him in his arms and listened carefully to what he said.

Originally, Xiao Daokun was half focused on guarding the surroundings, and half focused on thinking about the current situation.

Listening, listening, subconsciously squeezed out a little thought, and fell on the person in his arms.

He lost weight.he thinks.

The little soft meat that had been raised with great difficulty in the palace had gone to nowhere after seven years.

He told him to sleep well and pay attention to his body, but the little man didn't listen at all.

Not well behaved.

Xiao Daokun was angry at times and distressed at times, and it was really hard for him to follow Duan Qingzhu's train of thought in his busy schedule.

This time, Duan Qingzhu finished explaining the business that should be explained, and stopped talking, half lowered his eyes, and fell into deep thought again.

Xiao Daokun is clear in his heart, this little man looks enigmatic, but his mind is actually blank.

Looking at the little face stained by smoke and blood, his heart gradually softened.

He used his body to block the sight of his northern soldiers behind him, put the dizzy little man into his arms, held the bleeding wound on his back for him, and kissed the top of his hair over and over again.

He coaxed him in a low voice: "Xiao Shisan, hold on for a while, I'm back."

Duan Qingzhu didn't know how he got to the Qing'an Hall, how he reported to the emperor, and how he was pushed into the Qing'an Hall by the emperor to find an imperial doctor to treat his wound.

The person who sent him handed him over to the emperor and left.

Troops were being deployed in the front hall, and the emperor arranged manpower in an orderly manner to quell the chaos.

Duan Qingzhu sat in the back room and let the imperial physician help him debride and suture the wound.He was in a daze of consciousness, listening to the people coming and going in front of him, people kept taking orders to leave, and people kept coming back for orders.

When it was dark, it finally calmed down.

Some people reported back and forth that Mr. Zhou Ge fled with his family and was captured fifty miles outside the northern city. Zhou's family was imprisoned. Hu Erhan, the leader of the Northern Yan, was beheaded by the northern commander, the former king of Huai'an, Xiao Daokun, in the midst of the rebellion.

When Duan Qingzhu heard a certain name, he was shocked and finally came back to his senses.

His heart was beating violently, he hurriedly stopped the imperial physician, put on his official robe and ran outside.

Bypassing the screen, one could see the courtiers standing on the left and right in the front hall, discussing in low voices in shock or exclamation.

A man in the middle stood against the light, wearing a battle armor and soaked in blood.

The man noticed that he was coming, and met his eyes accurately across a group of civil servants and generals, showing a comforting smile.

After seven years, Duan Qingzhu felt that his heart had finally returned to his chest.

So far, the 11-year sensational Zhou family rebellion case in Long An has been settled.

seven days later.

Duan Qingzhu found out later that the emperor and Xiao Daokun had long been prepared for this palace change.

At that time, he was lying in his house recuperating, waiting reservedly for Xiao Daokun to come back for dinner.

Xiao Daokun has been staying in the palace since the palace change, busy with handover and reinstatement.The northern border army is a frontier defense army, and cannot stay in the capital for a long time, and has to send people back to the northern border; Wang Congsi died in the line of duty, so he had to re-elect someone; Zhou Ge's old mansion was found to have raised a large number of soldiers privately, so it had to be broken up and organized again...

One thing after another, until today, Xiao Daokun finally came back to catch his breath.

The original Huai'an Palace was occupied by Duan Qingzhu. Originally, the emperor wanted to build another mansion for Xiao Daokun, but he rejected it on the grounds that "the capital city is waiting for prosperity, and it is not suitable to waste people and money".

So Yan Luo Huai'an King, who had been working hard for seven years, didn't even have a place to live after finishing his official duties without sleep, so he had to live in Duan's mansion for the time being.

Out of the palace gate, the aggrieved King Huai'an rode his horse and swung his whip, and he ran vigorously through the solemn palace road. He arrived at the Duan Mansion familiarly, dismounted and unsaddled in one go, and went straight to the main house.

The on-duty concierge of Duan's mansion has been in Long'an for six years, and has never seen the king of Huai'an. When he saw a strange man raising his feet, he rushed into the mansion and hurried forward to stop him.Who wants to stretch out his hand only to touch a corner of the clothes, and when he looks again, that person has already gone around the screen wall and disappeared.

The concierge was stunned, only thinking that this person was more familiar with the house than he was.

After a few breaths, he suddenly came to his senses, and yelled "Come here, someone trespassed on Duan's mansion" while scrambling and running in to report the news.

After half a stick of incense.

Xiao Daokun stood at the door of the main house, Wu Yangyang followed Duan's family guards behind him, and raised eyebrows at Duan Qingzhu across a table of dishes.

Duan Qingzhu was dumbfounded.Then he waved his hands dumbfounded: "No problem, this is King Huai'an."

Everyone was shocked, you look at me and I look at you.After a long while, someone with a wink finally noticed it, one by one shuffled back, and thoughtfully closed the door.

Duan Qingzhu made a gesture to get up, he was afraid of tearing his wound, so he didn't dare to move too fast, and in the end he was hugged halfway.Xiao Daokun avoided the injuries on his back and hands, put him in his arms, and patted him: "Don't move around, take care of your injuries."

Duan Qingzhu pressed against his heart, and when he heard the powerful beating in the man's chest, he rubbed his fingers unconsciously, and murmured: "You are back."

"Well, I'm back." Xiao Daokun kissed the top of his hair, "I won't leave this time."

Duan Qingzhu raised her head from his arms, her phoenix eyes were bent, but she said in her mouth: "Talk to the child."

However, it was very satisfying in his heart, and the round fingertips moved up along the man's protruding Adam's apple, and stayed on the cheek.

He closed his eyes, and gently kissed the thin lips that he thought about day and night.

Xiao Daokun restrained at first, thinking that he was still injured, and responded gently along with his strength.

Gradually, I felt that the person in my arms became more and more intimate, clung to his lips and tongue, as if wanting to rub myself in.

Xiao Daokun was so kissed that his evil fire ran wildly, seeing that he was about to raise his head, he felt bad.

He pushed the little man away with great difficulty, planted a restrained kiss on that bright red mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't make trouble."

Duan Qingzhu blinked and replied: "Okay, let's eat first."

He sat down at the table as if nothing had happened, pretending not to remember that under the cover of the toga's long sleeves, he was still holding someone else's hand.

Xiao Daokun had no choice but to sit down, looked at the herbal dressing wrapped around his exposed hand, and asked him funny: "How does Master Duan want to eat?"

Duan Qingzhu said seriously: "Master Duan is injured, it is inconvenient to move, please trouble me."

Xiao Daokun's memory of him is still seven years ago.At that time, he had just come out of the Nanfeng Pavilion, and he was cautious and cautious, only showing a little youthful spirit when he least expected it; later, the two of them connected with each other, and it didn't take long for Mr. Zhou Ge to come out, and he was full of energy. Pull it into it, and there is no more gag in mind.

So Xiao Daokun was very surprised by his "proud and favored" appearance.

He suppressed a smile, took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root and put it in the person's mouth, pretending to be wronged and said: "Master Duan has eaten the meal, so you have to make the decision for me."

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Duan Qingzhu looked at him suspiciously.

Xiao Daokun is addicted to acting, and every sentence is full of tears and sincerity: "I left home a few years ago, and now I finally came back after a long journey, but I never thought that a few years later, my home has already been taken over by bullies."

He looked at Duan Qingzhu with a smile in his eyes: "This bully is very hateful, not only occupying the mansion and refusing to return it, but also insisting that I serve and eat."

Duan Qingzhu motioned to him for the squirrel mandarin fish, and replied casually: "You don't have to wait."

"That can't be done." Xiao Daokun put the bone of the fish into his mouth, "My lord doesn't know, if I shake my hands and leave, this bully will cry and make a fuss, even the table will be thrown away."

Duan Qingzhu pretended to be angry and stared at him, but he couldn't help laughing halfway.

He withdrew his hand and finally agreed to eat properly.Before eating two bites, he quietly leaned over again, his phoenix eyes sparkling: "The mansion is still yours, so I didn't take off the plaque, it's still the Huai'an Palace."