After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

"correct."

Just as Duan Yi turned around, he stopped walking as if remembering something.

His condescending Chao Ning Haitang smirked: "I forgot to tell you, the main general I stayed in Liyang to garrison is Yan Hui."

Yan Hui? !

Ning Haitang was very impressed with this man, he was the great general beside Duan Yiwei, brave and invincible, he captured countless cities of Li Kingdom for Duan Yiwei.

On the battlefield, Ning Haitang fought the most.

The two were evenly matched, but during the battle at Xiling Pass, he cut off one of his arms.

In this way, the two of them still have a broken arm feud.

After Duan Yiwei finished speaking, he finally turned back to the door without hesitation, and the figure holding the umbrella quickly disappeared into the heavy rain.

Behind the door stood a figure, Tinglou.

Tinglou asked: "My lord, are you really going to leave for Liyang tomorrow? It's hard to go back to the capital, you should still have a lot of things to deal with..."

"Go." Duan Yiwei replied without hesitation: "Let's talk about the capital."

"Then Zhao Ling, just leave it alone! He has already bit you preemptively. If you don't fight back, what if he bites you again?"

"Then let him bite." Duan Yi returned a little indifference, he stood at the door, his eyes were on the white figure still lying on the cold steps outside the door.

After a while, he said again: "Write to Yan Hui and inform him that I will leave for Liyang tomorrow, and I will give him a big gift."

"Great gift?" Tinglou was puzzled for half a minute, then suddenly realized: "Yes, I remembered, General Yan's arm seems to be broken by Ning Haitang."

Duan Yi just smiled but didn't answer, the darkness in his eyes was more ghostly than the night.

Ting Lou continued: "When you captured Ning Haitang back then, General Yan wanted to cut him into pieces. If you hadn't stopped him, Ning Haitang would have been gone long ago."

"Now, if you personally send Ning Haitang to him, then he will definitely punish Ning Haitang. I think Ning Haitang deserves to be punished. He looks very annoying every day and wants to kill you! Thanks to you It's okay, or I'll cut off his limbs and make him a human pig!"

Duan Yi waved his hand slightly: "It's fine for him to kill me, what's important is that he never gives up and wants to resist the fact that he has lost."

"The more he resists, the more I want to step him down. If he can't learn to be good, then teach him well."

Duan Yi slightly raised his head to look at the sky, no matter how he looked at it, the rain would not stop for a while.

So he told Tinglou again: "Go get a blanket and put it on him, it won't be fun if his body is frozen."

Tinglou obediently cupped his hands and said: "Yes."

After Duan Yiwei left, Ning Haitang got up and knelt back again.

He had to kneel, because he had to satisfy Duan Yiwei, and besides, he felt that he could make it through.

The heavy rain became heavier and heavier. From the first raindrops, they turned into extremely painful awls, piercing him full of holes.

He didn't know how he made it through the night.

Fortunately, the old housekeeper who guarded the door in the middle of the night gave him a blanket. Although it had already been drenched by the heavy rain, it could at least protect him from the cold.

In the early morning, the fish belly turned white, the sun rose in the east, and the heavy rain all night finally stopped.

The door was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak", and Duan Yiwei walked out with Tinglou carrying a burden, and stopped in front of him.

Seeing that Ning Haitang was still kneeling, although her face was pale, she still stood tall like a mountain.

Duan Yiwei couldn't help feeling secretly: the bone is really hard.

He slowly squatted down and smiled at Ning Haitang: "You are doing well, let's go, follow me to Liyang."

Ning Haitang was wrapped in a blanket, but his teeth were chattering. In the cold wind, he stood up tremblingly.

But he couldn't stand.

Duan Yiwei also stood up and said: "You can support me if you can't stand still. Before I spoil you to others, you are still my servant, and I will still spoil you."

Ning Haitang insisted on relying on her own willpower to stand firm, but did not help him.

He also mocked: "Is it because someone else touched me, you won't touch me?"

"Not necessarily." Duan Yiwei still gave him a warm smile, and frivolously grabbed his pale chin: "As for you, I don't dislike how many people have used it. Maybe after they help me mine, your place will be mine." I'm more mature~"

Ning Haitang felt calm at the moment, facing such an insult, he just stared at Duan Yiwei and didn't reply.

"Let's go, let's go." Duan Yiwei saw that he was silent, and quickly let go of his hand, and the tone of order resounded throughout the morning.

The old butler at the door had already brought two horses, one red and one black.

Duan Yi skillfully flipped onto the black steed, with a dexterous body and black clothes fluttering.

Tinglou got on another red horse after him.

Ning Haitang looked around, but didn't see the third horse, and asked, "Shall I go?"

"Come here and sit in front of me." Duan Yi slightly hooked his fingers towards him.

Ning Haitang staggered over, looked up at Duan Yiwei who was on the horse, and was hesitating whether to sit down, but Duan Yiwei handed him a hand.

is falling on his chest.

The palm was spread out facing upwards, although it was wide, it was not rough, with clear lines and distinct joints.

At first glance, it looks like the palm of a pampered nobleman, without even a single callus.

"Come on, or do you want me to carry you on the horse?"

Ning Haitang didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed his hand, and got on the horse as well.

Although his body was very weak, he had some difficulty getting on, but when he sat on the horseback, Duan Yiwei's big hands firmly supported his waist, and the warmth of his palms came through his wet clothes, There is also some inexplicable comfort.

"Are you seated?" Duan Yiwei whispered in his ear.

Ning Haitang responded, "En."

"That's good." Duan Yi smiled, then passed his hand through his waist, reined in, and shouted: "Drive!"

"Hissing——" the black horse let out a long growl, raised its front hooves, and then flew wildly in the deserted street.

The horse was very fast, the cold wind was blowing on Ning Haitang's cheeks, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and it whizzed out of his sight.

Ning Haitang liked this feeling of riding a horse like flying, as if she had returned to the all-powerful battlefield.

However, he thought again that the person sitting behind him and surrounding him was the one who ended all wars and made him never have to go to the battlefield again.

He was a little dazed, what else did Duan Yiwei mean to him besides hatred?

The temperature close to the back is the only desolation left.

When the horse's speed gradually stabilized, Duan Yiwei whispered into his ear again: "Sleep for a while if you're sleepy, I'll protect you so you won't fall off."

Ning Haitang was really sleepy.

He leaned on Duan Yiwei's strong arms, and murmured bitterly: "Father... I'm back..."

Finally, it's time to go home.

Great.