Also drunk, singing, mountains and rivers

With eyes full of suspicion, Ge said firmly, "He can't be convinced. I can."

☆, hatred

Zhu Ruge was startled by his sudden honesty, and froze in place for a moment.

Ru Ge questioned him in every possible way, but Zhu Zheng only thought about Chang Ge in the inner account, and all of them burned.

"Ruge, it's urgent. Now you untie me first, Chang Ge is still unconscious inside."

"Chang Ge?" Zhu Ruge subconsciously repeated when she heard an extremely unfamiliar name.

"Hurry up." Zhu Zheng didn't have time to talk to him, and anxiously shook the shackles on his hands at him.

Zhu Ruge frowned and looked into Zhu Zheng's eyes, his heart sank, and he untied the shackles that held Zhu Zheng.When Zhu Zheng got his freedom, the first thing he did was pinch the small clay pot on Ruge's waist, untied the knot with one hand, and walked towards the back tent.Zhu Ruge hastily followed.

Before Zhu Zheng walked to the bed, he could feel that Chang Ge was in poor condition.He was hugged by several quilts, but his lips were still purple from the cold.This situation made him suddenly return to the time when Chang Ge fell into a coma after the Battle of Jiaozhou a few years ago.He stretched out his right hand and touched Tan Changge's forehead. The temperature was so cold that his fingertips prickled.

Zhu Zhengfang had only been in the wind and snow for a long time, and his body was no longer that warm.But when he just stretched out his hand to check, Zhu Zheng's body temperature was astonishingly hot compared to Chang Ge's body temperature right now.

Zhu Zheng looked at him, and couldn't imagine how much frost and cold Chang Ge was suffering now.

Chang Ge was struggling in the cold ice pool, only felt a warmth on his forehead, and opened his eyes vaguely.When he saw Zhu Zheng in front of him, he immediately frowned and frowned. He completely ignored Zhu Zheng, and only managed to say to Zhu Ruge, who was standing beside him, "You... put him..."

Zhu Ruge's eyes were full of puzzlement and fear. He looked at Chang Ge, and then at Zhu Zheng who was at a loss.

Zhu Zheng lowered his head and lowered his eyes: "Ru Ge, you go out first."

"I do not!"

Zhu Ruge doesn't know anything else, but now that the general is like this, he absolutely dare not leave again.

Zhu Zheng changed his mind and said, "Go get a basin of hot water."

Zhu Ruge looked at Zhu Zheng with some doubts, as if he was wondering whether to listen to his orders.

"Go quickly." Zhu Zheng urged.

Zhu Ruge walked out of the main tent with some hesitation.

Hearing that he was going away, Zhu Zheng took the small clay bottle in his left hand, and before he lifted the stopper, the small clay bottle was snatched away by Chang Ge.

"You!" Zhu Zheng was impatient for a moment, and immediately ordered, "Give it back to me."

Chang Ge looked at him coldly: "Is this your thing? Why is it called 'return'?"

Seeing that his face was pale, Zhu Zheng was burning with anxiety, and said eagerly, "Don't make trouble!"

"Cause?"

Chang Ge repeated the word in disbelief. He couldn't believe that Zhu Zheng defined his resistance in this way.Holding on to grab the medicine bottle and talking one after another, Chang Ge coughed uncontrollably.During the cough, there was a cold accent.

Zhu Zheng heard his coughing into his lungs and difficulty in breathing, and was impatient for a moment. He went forward to grab the clay pot, but was held against his chest by a short knife.

Chang Ge struggled to breathe, and squeezed out a few short words from a series of deep coughs:

"You...you go!"

Without dodging, Zhu Zheng met Chang Ge's knife head-on, and said calmly, "I'm not leaving. Give me the medicine bottle."

Chang Ge hid the medicine bottle behind his back with his left hand, while the dagger in his right hand was still pressed against Zhu Zheng's chest, preventing him from coming forward.He almost couldn't restrain the coldness in his heart, the bone-piercing cold made him tremble uncontrollably, even the dagger trembled slightly.

Zhu Zheng took another step forward, so close that Chang Ge retreated and leaned against the wall.Chang Ge's right hand trembled uncontrollably, his vision was hazy, and he could hardly see Zhu Zheng's face clearly.While still having some strength, Chang Ge just wanted to force Zhu Zheng to retreat quickly.

Chang Ge tried to open his mouth again, but only yelled out some weak and lifeless voices.His voice was also bitingly cold, although he tried his best, he only uttered two words:

"go away!"

Zhu Zheng held his head high and replied firmly, "I won't leave."

Seeing that Chang Ge was shaking really badly, he thought it was caused by resentment.Zhu Zheng settled his mind and said calmly: "You have taken the Suiyan Gu poison yesterday, you can't take it again today."

Chang Ge coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry about it."

Zhu Zheng frowned and glanced at him.He no longer entangled with Chang Ge's words, and went forward to snatch the small clay bottle from behind Chang Ge.

Zhu Zheng stepped forward so fast that Chang Ge, who was already numb from the cold, had no time to react.Chang Ge's right hand held the dagger sharply, and lightly pierced Zhu Zheng's chest.

Zhu Zheng still didn't dodge, as if the injury didn't belong to him at all.This shallow stab wound startled Chang Ge, and he dropped the dagger instantly in fright. He wanted to scold him, but coughed a few times.

Chang Ge suppressed his cough, and said with all his might, "You...you're crazy!"

"I'm already crazy." Zhu Zheng replied briefly.

He ignored it, grabbed Chang Ge's hidden right hand, forcibly pulled out the clay vial from his hand, lifted the stopper and poured one down.

"No!"

Chang Ge was weak all over. Seeing Zhu Zheng's quick hands, he took the Suiyan Gu poison without hesitation, and subconsciously yelled.His heart was churning, this poison was burning his heart, he... didn't want Zhu Zheng to take it.

Zhu Zheng put the small clay bottle in the open space beside the bed, and said decisively:

"You hate me. I won't go."

He sat on the edge of the bed, lifted the half-covered quilt from Chang Ge's body, and pulled him into his arms with one hand.

Chang Ge struggled on his chest, trying to break Zhu Zheng off, but was hugged to death by the other party.He turned around and elbowed Zhu Zheng away, but unexpectedly, his hands were covered with blood.

It was his chest wound.It was the injury he suffered from facing Chang Ge's dagger just now.

Even if he was stabbed in the chest, he would not avoid it, and he insisted on suffering for Chang Ge.

All of a sudden, love, hatred, entanglement, and regret were entangled together, completely crushing Chang Ge.He lost the strength to resist, and leaned against Zhu Zheng's arms, turning his face angrily.

He didn't want to say another word.

Zhu Zheng hugged him, feeling that he melted away the cold Chang Ge bit by bit, and pulled him out of the cold deep pool bit by bit.But Chang Ge's tense body was full of resistance and resentment.He is like a full bow, and the bowstring will break in the next moment.

"This is not frivolous." Zhu Zheng comforted in his ear, "Don't feel humiliated."

Zhu Zheng's voice was softer than ever before. He raised his right hand and gently rubbed Chang Ge's hair.This comforting and pampering gesture was blocked by Chang Ge.

He had no choice but to temporarily suppress the tens of thousands of thoughts in his heart, and said nothing.He withdrew all his thoughts and actions, and only hugged Chang Ge quietly, so as not to anger the general who was already infuriated again.

Chang Ge's coldness helped him melt away the scorching heat in his body, and Zhu Zheng's warmth helped Chang Ge relieve the bone-chilling cold.

The two seem to only have each other. In the strong winter wind and snow, only by embracing can relieve the pain in the body and longing in the heart.

Zhu Zheng hugged him lightly, his mind full of thoughts, he had a lot to say and a lot to ask.He wanted to apologize, to reveal, to share his dreams with him.

The pain on the left side of his chest faintly reminded Zhu Zheng that Chang Ge still harbored hatred for him.

Zhu Zheng put Chang Ge in his arms.Chang Ge can no longer smell the scent of the morning sun in the forest that she loves.He is Zhu Zheng's once wanton young man.But now, on the back of Chang Ge's neck, there is only Jianping's winter snow breath, which is miserable and cold.

Zhu Zheng felt uncomfortable in his heart, the beginning of all this suffering was because of him.Chang Ge's suffering is for him, and Chang Ge's hatred is also for him.In the past, it was he who didn't know how to get along with Chang Ge, and ignorantly caused Chang Ge to panic and joy at times.Now, it was he who tried his best to protect Chang Ge, but he kept hurting Chang Ge by accident.

He is ashamed.

He is ashamed of Chang Ge's life and death for him and his military career for a long time; he is ashamed of Chang Ge's "thinking of returning" and his sincerity.

Zhu Zheng's left hand slid to Chang Ge's right shoulder, stroking the scar left by the giant arrow in Jianping last time.Compared with the Jianping Giant Arrow and the South Yunnan Gu Poison, the little stab wound on his heart is nothing.

Determination once again gained the upper hand.Hate him for nothing.

Hate him, he will say.

Zhu Zheng hugged Chang Ge's arms, embracing this general who seemed invulnerable and omnipotent to others.He opened his mouth, but his heart seemed to be blocked by a boulder suddenly, choking what Zhu Zheng wanted to say.

These unspoken words hurt Zhu Zheng's heart, turned into two tears, fell on the back of Chang Ge's neck, and slid down his cold back.

He lowered his head, endured his chaotic thoughts, and finally mustered up the courage to speak: "...Chang Ge."

Zhu Zheng just called this name that haunted him so much that he lost control of his emotions.He was almost unable to restrain his emotions for the past ten years.

That was the love and pain, laughter and tears, the reluctance of every parting and the joy of every triumph.It is the attachment of growing up together, the resentment of powerlessness, and the shame of the past three years.

He wanted to kiss Chang Ge, to relieve the pain in Chang Ge's heart.

However, Zhu Zheng tried his best to endure it, but never did it again.

He was afraid that this sudden kiss would remind Chang Ge of the injuries he suffered in southern Yunnan.

Zhu Zheng's heart was turbulent for a long time, and finally he spoke again:

"Chang Ge...forget about Emperor Zhou, let me stay with you."

I don't know if it was the flint flame Gu poison that stirred up his blood, or this frenzied thought stirred up his heart.Zhu Zheng felt his heart beating up and down, as if it was about to break through his chest.

He was there, anxiously waiting for Chang Ge's reply.

With this feeling in his heart, he felt that his heart was churning and extremely unbearable, as if it had passed for a long time, and it seemed that it had only passed for a moment.He waited and waited, but still got no answer.

Zhu Zheng bowed his head, only to realize that Chang Ge had already fallen asleep without knowing when it started.There was still some pain between his brows, and some tears of resentment hung on his eyelashes.

Zhu Zheng maintained the posture of Chang Ge pillowing his arm, and supported him gently on the couch.Zhu Zheng moved cautiously, as if he was afraid of waking the bird in his arms.

Like what he used to do, he clumsily warmed Chang Ge with himself, silently buried his head on the back of Chang Ge's neck, feeling his warming up bit by bit.

The warm candles in the back tent melted the winter snow.Outside the tent, it was a night full of snow, and it was snow blown by the cold wind.The vast whiteness covers the earth, burying the wounds and scars of the past.

After Ruixue, we will usher in the sounding spring.

The pot of hot water that Zhu Ruge called was placed in the main tent, and it had already cooled completely.He stood at the door of the main tent where the wind and snow were blowing, afraid that anyone would break in.

******

Wind and snow.

Yizhou.Jinguan City.

A man in a black hood braved the severe cold to come to the mansion of Shang Shupu She Jiang Daping, and he didn't take off his hood until the master's study.

Prime Minister of the Wu Kingdom, Shi Jiang Huairen, patted the snowflakes on the hood lightly, stomping his feet coldly.

Jiang Daping pushed the stove towards him, and said pleasantly: "It's really not easy for Chang Shi to go there himself in such a cold day."

Jiang Huairen stretched out his hands to enjoy the warmth of the charcoal fire, only then did he feel recovered from the bone-chilling cold, and he sighed lightly: "I was born to run errands, I shouldn't run, who should run."

Jiang Daping said with a smile: "Chang Shi is joking. You are the life of running errands, so what are we?"

we?

When Jiang Huairen heard this word, he became suspicious.But there was no suspicious look on his face.He warmed his cold hands and said softly: "Jingzhou lost Yiling."

Jiang Daping did not deny it: "Yes. This is what happened two days ago."

Jiang Huairen looked into his eyes: "The one guarding Yiling is originally Changge's old department."

Jiang Daping frowned and asked, "Who is this person?"

"The previous Lieutenant of Dazhou Huqiang, and now the Jingzhou Chariot General, Wu Zheng, Wu Yufeng."

"Where is this person now?"

Jiang Huairen said in a low voice: "Still in Yiling Dungeon, I haven't met Chang Ge yet. Chang Shi, if you want to verify what you think in your heart, create some opportunities for old people to meet. Anyway, the two... now, it's all in your hands In the hands of Yizhou."

Jiang Daping rolled his eyes and fell into deep thought.

☆, get back

Yuzhou.

Bianliang.

There was a heavy snowfall yesterday, and in the early morning, the snow piled up into icicles, making it extremely cold.

Lu Canglin is not on duty today, his arms are full of worry, full of worries.He turned around, walked into a small restaurant he often went to, and sat down inside.

The small restaurant was buzzing with people, bustling with laughing diners.It seems that the war drums in Qiaojun and the confinement in Bianliang have nothing to do with this group of people who indulge in wine and meat.

Warming up with strong wine, Lu Canglin drank a few sips sullenly, just now he felt that the cold in Bianliang winter had eased a little.

A ranger entered the door, put aside the rowdy diners in disgust, and sat down in the backmost seat, which happened to be back to back with Lu Canglin.

The two of them ate their drinks as if nothing had happened, but their eyes were full of vigilance, looking around to see if there was anyone around.

After scanning around, Lu Canglin said in a very low voice without turning his head, "The letter can be delivered."

Hearing his question, You Xia pretended to be drinking alone, and replied in a low voice: "Not yet. After going to Jiangling, it's already an empty city."

Lu Canglin frowned quickly.The last time he heard the news from Jingzhou, it was that Yiling was in a hurry and South Yunnan was about to rebel, why it has only been a few days, and Jiangling is already an empty city.

"The Fucai Taifu will not come out, but with only a few people, there is no other way."

The ranger said, but one sentence caused Lu Canglin to worry a lot.Everyone knows about this, but who would dare to confront Dian Zijing in public and rescue Fucai Taifu under his nose?

After all, Dian Zijing was a person who even dared to hostage the Lord of Yuzhou Chi in order to check and balance Wu.

"It's easier said than done."

Lu Canglin thought over and over again, and made a choice between the head on the item and his allegiance to the lord.

"I recommend someone to you." The ranger continued calmly, "Fucai Taifu has a brother, Zhu Mou, who has changed his name nine times, and his official worship is the prime minister of Wei Guo. If he knows that his brother is being kidnapped, he will definitely not Will stand by and watch."

Lu Canglin lowered his head and asked, "The other party is the prime minister, how can I know?"

"I can recommend someone for you. See you at the old place in three days."

After You Xia finished this sentence in a low voice, he slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Xiao Er, pay the bill!"

******

Zhu Zheng stayed up almost all night.

Chang Ge was unconscious most of the time and was cold all over.Zhu Zheng hugged him all the time, rubbing his arms and palms carefully for him, for fear of missing any trace of his recovery.

In the middle of the night, the snow stopped, but ice slugs started to form, and it was cold inside the tent.

Zhu Zheng touched Chang Ge's warm back, gently turned him over, and buried him face-on in his heart.Chang Ge's body has strong lines, but her flying hair and shoulders that happen to be in her arms are somewhat soft.

Zhu Zheng's heart was filled with the burning pain of flint flames, the worry about Chang Ge, and the sweetness of getting what he wanted.

He vaguely remembered Chang Ge who fell into a coma after the Battle of Shuiman Yulin County.

At that time, Zhu Zheng's body had only a slight temperature, like a candle in the cold weather at the end of the year, warming Chang Ge weakly and persistently.

For a moment, he was grateful for the flint flame Gu poison, which turned his affection into a scorching fire, allowing him to warm Chang Ge powerfully and continuously.

When the sky was a little twilight, Chang Gefan was in a daze as if he had woken up and seemed to be dreaming, murmured a few words and couldn't hear them at all. With the dawn of dawn, he could only see the pain and entanglement in his eyebrows and eyes.

Zhu Zheng hugged him tightly with his left hand, and groped the back of Chang Ge's head with his right hand, comforting him gently, and talking with Chang Ge.He told some trivial jokes for Chang Ge, and Chang Ge, who seemed to be in high spirits, seemed to appear in front of his eyes, laughing loudly at his words.

Zhu Zhengpin looked at the brisk young man's smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and a trace of relief appeared on the corner of his lips.

He made his Chang Ge suffer, and he hasn't laughed like this for a long time.

Goodbye Jinguancheng Assassination, Chang Ge is still his Chang Ge, but he has never seen that appearance standing in the shadows and gloom.

The giant arrow in Jianping City was seriously injured, and Chang Ge woke up with pain and regret, and the sadness on his face was the fragmented pain in his heart.

The young Zhu Zheng just wanted to protect Chang Ge in a vague way. He resisted in his heart, but he was powerless to stop him.

The turmoil in the court dissipated, and the dust settled, only to see Chang Ge who was covered in injuries.

"Chang Ge, no more... never again..."

Zhu Zheng embraced the quiet Chang Ge, but seemed to have settled his mind.

******

Chang Ge seemed to be getting better, turned into a comfortable position, and leaned into Zhu Zheng's arms.This series of small movements shocked Zhu Zheng from his trance and woke him up instantly. He touched Chang Ge's forehead, and the cold improved a little.

Zhu Zheng lowered his eyes, only the outline of Chang Ge could be seen in the darkness.He has been talking in his sleep.

Taking advantage of his unconsciousness, Zhu Zheng leaned down selfishly and hugged him deeply.He buried his face in Chang Ge's neck, but unexpectedly, he heard Chang Ge's sleep talking clearly.

It is "the king".

Zhu Zheng's movements froze for a moment, and he moved away a little, trying to see Chang Ge's expression clearly in the twilight night.Chang Ge touched his face in the dark.Chang Ge's fingertips were cold, like deep-frozen ice.

Zhu Zheng was subconsciously distracted by the low temperature, but Chang Ge clung to him instead and kissed him carelessly.

Originally, the reason for hugging him was to poison him, but Zhu Zheng had no other thoughts.The panic in the darkness recalled the beast squatting in Zhu Zheng's heart, he just felt that the arms around Chang Ge could hardly be restrained, and wanted to slam him into his arms.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I made a mistake, and I know I was wrong..."

This kiss seemed to startle Chang Ge too, he was talking nonsense in his sleep, his tone full of panic.

Zhu Zheng boldly imagined the scene behind this few words in his sleep, and he suddenly felt the effect of the flint flame poison increase sharply, burning his heart unceasingly.

He shook Chang Ge in his arms, and asked hoarsely, "Chang Ge, are you awake?"

Chang Ge didn't answer.He turned over and curled up with his back to Zhu Zheng.

Zhu Zheng almost couldn't restrain himself.He didn't dare to think about the meaning behind Chang Ge's dream talk.He only felt the blood gushing up, as if his whole body was burning.

Zhu Zheng began to meditate in his heart the various self-denial methods he practiced in his childhood to stabilize his mind.

After easing up a bit, he moved Chang Ge vainly, without exerting any strength.But Zhu Zheng's fingertips were still trembling.

******

When it was almost dawn, Ru Ge brought warm water over, and did not avoid the two of them, but did not dare to raise his eyes to look at Zhu Zheng.

Zhu Zheng didn't avoid Ruge either, he let go of Chang Ge in his arms reluctantly, sat on the bedside and moistened the cloth towel, and helped Chang Ge wipe his face.

His iron face had fallen to nowhere in yesterday's chaos, Zhu Zheng gently stroked Chang Ge's forehead hair, and gently cleaned his face.This is the face he admires, with a red mark on the left cheek, like a bird fluttering its wings.

Zhu Zheng originally wanted to completely destroy his face, and once everything was done, he was completely safe.Unexpectedly, it was still difficult for him to make a move.

The non-hot soldering iron only touched Chang Ge for a moment, seeing his frowning eyebrows and painful eyelashes, Zhu Zheng couldn't do anything anymore, and threw away the soldering iron.

The soldering iron landed on the ground, making a heavy echo.

Zhu Zheng suppressed the urge to hug him, to say sorry in his ear and not to leave, to kiss his brows and eyes complicatedly.

At that time, the palace change had already begun, and even he didn't know whether he could survive this stormy night.He flinched, not daring to talk to Chang Ge anymore.

When Chang Ge was pushed into the tunnel, it seemed as if he took away his soul.

Always sing, always sing.

my constant song.

After this farewell, I don't know if we will meet again, when we will meet again, and where we will meet again.

He used all his strength in that push, afraid that if he hesitated, he would pull Chang Ge back into his arms.

He stared at the closed stone door for a long time, then pushed open the wooden door of the dungeon and walked out.

Zhu Zheng only wishes to die alone, in exchange for Changge Changning.

... Fortunately, I met again, fortunately, lost and found again, fortunately, the rest of Zhu Zheng's life will not be wasted.

He carefully wiped Chang Ge's tough and moving face, his heart was full of attachment and reluctance.

"...the general's forehead...is all red."

Zhu Ruge whispered a reminder to wake up Zhu Zheng, and then he withdrew his thoughts, and realized that without knowing it, Chang Ge's forehead had really been rubbed red a little.

With some remorse, he threw the cloth towel into the basin, and touched it gently with his fingertips.

it's me again.Blame me.

Zhu Zheng kept saying in his heart, with old guilt and current regret.

Zhu Ruge went out and dared not come in again.

Zhu Zheng lay down again to help warm Chang Ge's back.He has been slowly talking to Chang Ge, talking about things from a long time ago, making himself laugh and cry, and full of regret.

He hugged Chang Ge's strong back, but found that he was too thin, with sharp shoulder blades and prominent spine.

Omnipotent and invincible are all mere airs.Only Zhu Zheng knew Chang Ge's smile in the past, and only Zhu Zheng could touch Chang Ge's thin shoulders.

******

When it was almost noon, Zhu Ruge brought in some tasty porridge and rice.

Zhu Zheng picked him up obliquely, leaned on his heart, and asked softly: "Chang Ge. Chang Ge wake up, would you like to eat something?"

Chang Ge's face turned cold, but there was a sleeping tranquility on his face.

"Changing songs. Changing songs."

Zhu Zheng called him one after another, trying to wake him up from his deep sleep, but Chang Ge seemed to be in a dream, without even shaking his eyelashes.

"I brought it to Mister."

Zhu Ruge said in a low voice: "The general has always been like this when he is ill. He often passes out for a day or two and doesn't drink water or rice."

Zhu Zheng's heart throbbed when he heard it, but his voice was calm: "How can we do it if we don't get water and rice, it can last for a few days."

I wish you a song without saying a word.Everyone respected or respected Chang Ge, feared or feared, no one dared to get close to him, let alone feed him.Even if someone dared to rely on the general's self-esteem, he would absolutely refuse to do so.

Zhu Zheng suddenly remembered something: "Did Chang Ge eat yesterday?"

"The general hasn't eaten for three days. The day before yesterday was cold poison, yesterday was fire poison, today..."

Zhu Ruge's voice dropped, as if he couldn't bear to say any more.

Zhu Zheng pinched Chang Ge's hand and stroked his knuckles, feeling more and more distinct and emaciated.

"Yesterday I only ate the golden jade crisps given by my husband."

"Fool. How can dim sum be eaten as a meal?"

Chang Ge's whole body was buried in his heart, and Zhu Zheng gently held his shoulders, wishing that he couldn't suffer for Chang Ge.

"Sir, eat some."

Zhu Ruge stretched out the wooden plate he was carrying, and persuaded him.

"Don't eat. Take it out."

Ruge wanted to persuade him again, but Zhu Zheng gave him a wink, and he stopped talking, and went out after serving the porridge and rice.In those eyes, there was a determination stronger than that of a general.

******

Zhu Zheng tormented all night and day, and finally couldn't help it, so he squinted for a while, half asleep and half awake.

Chang Ge was sometimes dazed and sometimes lethargic, and it was not until evening that he opened his eyes feebly.When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhu Zheng'an's sleeping face, thinking that he was taking the opportunity to be rude and frivolous, and pushed him off the bed with a palm.

Zhu Zheng fell suddenly in his sleep and woke up suddenly, but subconsciously called "Chang Ge".

He sat up from the ground, stroking his aching back, and took a moment to understand the current situation.

Chang Ge stared at him with some annoyance, and sat on the bed vigilantly.

Zhu Zheng didn't care about the pain on his body, he just asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Chang Ge wanted to shake his face and say something cold, but when he saw the blood on Zhu Zheng's left chest, he kept silent.

Zhu Zheng stood up quickly, ignoring the messy clothes and the dust that had just fallen down.Holding the back tent with one hand, he shouted out: "Ru Ge, bring some food quickly, the general is awake."

"The general is awake!"

Ruge's voice was full of joy, and it sounded like she was running away at a loose pace.

Zhu Zheng returned to the couch, subconsciously held Chang Ge's hand, trying to check the temperature, and then helped him warm up.

Chang Ge only thought it was a new round of frivolity, and threw him away, saying in a cold voice:

"Sir, is this poison originally for such frivolous actions?"

Zhu Zheng lowered his head, saddened by this cold remark.The deep winter twilight obscured his expression, and he said softly: "How can the general trust me."

"I can't believe it."

Zhu Zheng suddenly took out a dagger from the corner of the bed, which startled Chang Ge.Zhu Zheng turned his face sideways, and Chang Ge only felt that the twilight light showed the cold and sharp light of the dagger, but it couldn't reveal Zhu Zheng's sincerity.

"If the general doesn't believe it, I can prove it by cutting my heart."

Zhu Zheng finally turned his face away, his eyes full of determination.He held the dagger in his right hand and pressed it gently against his chest.

☆, prisoner

Seeing Zhu Zheng's wrist move slightly, Chang Ge rushed forward regardless, and violently broke the short knife away with both hands.The two stalemate for a moment, until Chang Ge intends to snatch the blade with his hands, Zhu Zheng then gives up and gives the knife to Chang Ge.

Zhu Zheng let go abruptly, and Chang Ge's figure crooked and caught the dagger.He didn't care about sitting upright, he threw the dagger far away with one hand.

He was sullen for a moment, and said: "Where did you learn the habit of saying good things with a knife?"

"Even so, the general still doesn't believe me."

Chang Ge glanced at him and said calmly, "Is it important whether I believe you or not?"

"Important." Zhu Zheng replied without hesitation.

Chang Ge lowered his head and was silent for a while.When he spoke again, he said with heavy exhaustion, "Let's go."

Zhu Zheng was stunned, for the first time he felt uncertain about Chang Ge in front of him.

"I saved you once in southern Yunnan, and you saved me once yesterday. The two are clear. Between you and me, the kindness of the monarch and the minister has been exhausted. See you later, and we will have nothing to do with each other."

Zhu Zheng was startled by every word he said.

He thought that yesterday's warmth could melt Chang Ge's body, but he didn't expect it couldn't melt Chang Ge's heart.She stayed up all night and took good care of her, but what she got in return was nothing.

Thinking of how I have spent three years of thinking and planning, but I have not implemented my plan, but I will be cut off by righteousness.He smiled miserably and asked, "Go? Where do you want me to go?"

Jingzhou has changed.Chang Ge knows.When he woke up, he only thought that he was frivolous and humiliating again, so he fought fiercely.Most of Chang Ge's defensiveness was eliminated by Zhu Zheng's words. Apart from being uneasy and puzzled, he also faintly felt reluctant to let go.

His attitude softened, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I just... don't want others to think that we are unclear."

"What if I want to?"

Zhu Zheng looked at Chang Ge with a frank and firm gaze.Chang Ge didn't dare to meet his gaze, as if it could burn her heart.

The two were silent for a while, and Chang Ge felt that his body was warmer, and he struggled to get up and get out of bed.He had been lying down for a long time, and he hadn't eaten anything, but it seemed quite strenuous to move to the side of the bed.

Zhu Zheng subconsciously wanted to help him, but when the two touched, Zhu Zheng's scorching body temperature startled Chang Ge.

This temperature is the flint flame Gu poison.

The poison was still raging in his body, although it was completely invisible on his face.

Chang Ge only gently pushed away his hesitant hand, and whispered, "I can get up by myself."

"Where are you going?" Zhu Zheng asked.

"I can go anywhere, but I don't stay with you." Chang Ge said briefly, put on his shoes and was about to go out, not paying attention to the weakness in his legs, and his body tilted.

Zhu Zheng immediately helped him up and took him to sit on the couch.He got up: "The general doesn't want to see me, I'll just go out."

Chang Ge was about to speak, but Ruge's cheerful voice floated in: "General! Food is here!"

Zhu Ruge walked in with a bowl of porridge and rice, his eyes and brows were full of smiles, he walked a few steps to the bed, and bent over to bring the porridge and rice.

Chang Ge looked up, feeling quite disappointed: "Ru Ge, this plain porridge has no taste in your mouth, how can you eat it?"

Zhu Ruge glanced at Zhu Zheng's face quietly, and said only: "The military doctor said that the general is the best, first start with some light food, and then change to some favorite food."

Chang Ge is still sullenly unwilling to eat.Zhu Zheng took the porridge and rice, so that Ru Ge could stand up straight.He took a spoonful of porridge and rice, blew it carefully, moved towards Chang Ge, and said calmly, "Eat some."

"I'll do it myself." Chang Ge took the porridge and rice, and ate it on his own.

Before eating a few mouthfuls, he asked, "Why is there only one serving? Have you eaten, sir?"

Ruge just wanted to answer, but Zhu Zheng said first, "Mr. has eaten."

Zhu Ruge glanced at the calm Zhu Zheng, and Chang Ge noticed it immediately, stopped his hands and asked, "Have you ever eaten, sir?"

Zhu Ruge shook his head.

"Mr. didn't eat, but only gave one. What do you mean?"

Zhu Ruge said somewhat aggrieved: "General's order, the battalion never cooks too much food to avoid waste, you know this. Just after you woke up, I was in a hurry to find food, so I heated up the ready-made food. In your hand This one is sir..."

Before he could say the word "de", he was frightened back by Zhu Zheng's eyes.

"Go and order to do it."

Before Chang Ge finished speaking, Zhu Ruge Maliu took the order and left in a hurry.

Chang Ge handed the bowl to the right: "You eat."

Zhu Zheng pushed the bowl lightly: "You eat."

Chang Ge frowned: "Don't push around, you're petty."

"Half of that person?"

Chang Ge accepted the proposal, and the two took turns drinking porridge.One and a half, only half full after eating, Zhu Zheng handed over the handkerchief, Chang Ge took it and wiped his mouth.

"It's getting cold. I've been able to live in peace for a while recently."

Chang Ge suddenly came up with a sentence without thinking, Zhu Zheng didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

He went on to say: "Sir, you haven't spent the winter in the camp. Winter is usually Huge's. If you want to send troops by force, it will be difficult to have morale. Soldiers are also human beings, and they will panic from the cold."

Zhu Zheng was silent and nodded in agreement.

"So, no one will come to rescue you in the near future. Just stay here and be a prisoner of my Yizhou."

Chang Ge dropped those words, walked out the door, leaving Zhu Zheng holding the bowl, still in a daze.

When he was about to go out, he met Ru Ge who came back panting.

"General, where are you going? The snow is melting outside and it's very cold."

Chang Ge didn't turn her head back, and strode out: "Look for Zhiyin."

Zhu Ruge turned around, and in front of her was Zhu Zheng who was holding a fur cloak.He handed the cloak to Ru Ge, and said softly, "Mel the snow to cool, send it to your general to wear."

Zhu Ruge didn't dare to neglect, took the cloak and ran out.

******

Lord Liu of Jingzhou dragged his eldest son Liu Tunan into a hall with verandah roof.In addition to kerosene lamps, the hall is full of spiritual seats of Liu's ancestors.

"Your Majesty!"

It's been a long time since Lord Shande got so angry, the waiters waiting in the hall winked, lowered their heads, walked out of the hall in a row.

Master Liu got a piece of clothing from somewhere, and threw it on Liu Tunan's head.

Liu Tunan took off the coat and looked down.Xuanyi clothes and nine-chapter crown clothing are the marks of princes.

He was puzzled, looked at Liu Shande, and asked, "What does father-in-law mean?"

Liu Shande was displeased: "What do you mean by mobilizing troops without authorization and going to war? If you want to sit in this seat, you can sit in it today. I want to see, Yizhou will be defeated by you in a few days."

Liu Tunan hurriedly fell to the ground: "My father-in-law misunderstood, Tunan has no intention of disobedience."

"Tunant Tunan."

Liu Shande was annoyed when he heard this, picked up the leather belt on the ground and humiliated him again.

"Have you ever experienced troubled times? Have you ever lived in a world of great controversy?

Since you grew up in Jinguan City, you only thought that the world is safe and happy, and the treasury is sufficient, so you can kill and fight everywhere.Have you ever thought that every five baht you squander, every piece of land you step on, and every person you dispatch, which one was not obtained by the bloody struggle of the ancestors of the Liu family?

What's more, the poverty of Brazil County, the war in Wudu County, the invasion of Yinping County by Liangzhou, the waterlogging of Hanjia County, the national disaster of Wenshan County... Which of these piles is not worth your hard work, not worth your ambition ?

Yizhou is not as good as Jingzhou in the state of Wu, a land of fish and rice.There are endless internal troubles.Du Xiang and I only hope that Yizhou can enjoy a peaceful side every day, but you are better off, wishing to support war with war.Ben and Jingzhou have stopped fighting for a long time, and you listen to people's prompting and insist on picking quarrels and provoking trouble.Now Jingzhou is in chaos, even the lord is gone, this time you have formed a feud with Jingzhou, are you satisfied?

Siqing has been teaching and assisting you since you were young. No matter how busy the state affairs are, you always take care of your studies in person, which can be described as painstaking.As a minister, Siqing and I set Yizhou together