The monk who is going to cross me is bent

Zhuang Yan is the only heir of Marquis Zhuang, and has a high status in the Marquis' mansion, but any servant with a wink will not take the initiative to offend the young master.

But Zhuanghou's personal guards are not among them, they are only loyal to Zhuanghou, even if the young master trespasses, they will stop him politely.

Zhuang Yan didn't come with his halberd, if he broke into his father's house with a weapon, it would be disrespectful and unknown.

With his bare hands, he was still able to handle the guards wearing swords with ease.No one could stop him, but he dodged the crowd like a fish and entered his father's house.

Seeing Zhuang Yan breaking into the house, the soldiers hurried in to plead guilty.

Zhuang Hou frowned slightly, "Go down."

Several personal guards bowed and saluted one after another, and closed the door when they went out.

Zhuang Yan ran all the way, obviously not stopping for a moment, he was gasping for breath, and after confirming the location of Xiaochi, he rushed over immediately.

Zhuang Yan merged his hands together and slashed at the side of Zhuang Hou's neck. Zhuang Hou took a step backwards, and the father and son made a move in an instant.

Zhuanghou let go of Xiaochi's neck, and as soon as the man left his hand, Zhuang Yan picked him up.

There was a hint of surprise in Zhuanghou's eyes, he took a few steps back, with a heavy and steady demeanor, and said in a flat tone: "Kungfu has improved again, and within a year, you will completely surpass me."

When Zhuang Yan heard this compliment, he didn't feel any joy. He just lowered his head to inspect the boy who had just returned to his embrace.

He asked Xiaochi: "How are you?"

Blood gradually oozed from Xiaochi's sleeve, and he immediately covered it with the other sleeve.

At this time, the motive for assassinating Zhuang Hou cannot be revealed, because he was carrying a dagger, and there is no way to explain this matter.

When Zhuang Yan asked him, he just bit his lip, pale, and shook his head silently.

But this is already the best answer.

Zhuang Yan raised his head abruptly, and with a look his father had never seen before, said with a fierce intent: "This is my man, you can't touch him."

Zhuang Hou looked at the weak young man nestled in his son's arms, and smiled, "It's the first time I fell into the land of tenderness, and I was fascinated like this. If you say you are my son, who would believe it?"

"Beauty is like a flower, you can't get it often. Since it is still in the flowering period, enjoy it."

Zhuang Yan's eyes burned with anger, "He's only 15 years old! Father, I'm not like you, even a fourteen or fifteen year old can do it!"

"Zhuang Yan, seniority and inferiority, order of ruler and minister, where have you read all the books of sages and sages?" Zhuang Hou's voice was very majestic, "I am your father, I haven't seen you for a few months, I don't expect you to congratulate me on my triumphant return." And return, but meddle in my backyard when we meet, what do you think you are doing?"

"Return in triumph?" Zhuang Yan, who has always been gentle, actually showed a sarcastic expression, and he did not retreat a single step, "You broke through Luo'e country, stepped on thousands of corpses in triumph, and made the east side blood flow into rivers, and the river was full of corpses. Is this the triumphant return you want?"

Zhuanghou squinted his eyes, "Luo E raided the pass on the east side of our Jiangbei. They attacked first, so how could I not kill the grass? Let them recuperate and wait for an opportunity to make a comeback? I will teach you the art of war, and you will learn this virtue?"

"What does this have to do with the art of war you taught?" Zhuang Yan was furious, it seemed that these grievances had been accumulated in his heart for a long time, and finally broke out today.

"My side has clearly entered the stage of peace talks. Why did King Luo E raid my eastern pass? Father, ask yourself, do you really know nothing?"

Zhuang Hou remained motionless and asked, "What should I know?"

Zhuang Yan said angrily: "Luo'e is originally an island country in the middle of the river. It suffered from earthquakes and natural disasters. It has only one or two out of ten lands. It is no longer our opponent. Before you send troops, I have contacted the king of Luo'e country. He is unwilling to launch this attack. This is a war that must be lost, so it has the meaning of peaceful surrender—Father, do you dare to say that you don’t know about this?”

Xiaochi's eyes showed astonishment, Zhuanghou's cold gaze swept across his face for a moment, and then turned back to Zhuang Yan.

"The king of Luo'e and I have exchanged several letters. Before you wash Luo'e with blood, I have reached an agreement with him-if he leads his people to surrender, I will properly settle down his people and treat the Luo'e people just like Jiangbei. People, there is absolutely no bias and discrimination."

Zhuang Yan's tone was very urgent, "Just three months ago, I even sneaked into the eastern border and met him in private. After he met me, he agreed to my persuasion. He even talked about her daughter I am not married so far, but I am willing to marry my Zhuang family, and I hope that after they are surrendered, I will come forward to protect the safety of their family."

Xiaochi looked at Zhuang Yan in disbelief.

Zhuang Yan was wearing thin silver armor, which shone coldly in the candlelight.He was tall and straight, but the expression on his face at this moment was like a burning fire.

"But just after I agreed to his request and immediately entered the stage of persuading him to surrender, what did you do, father?"

Zhuang Yan, who was always peaceful, now had extremely angry flames in his eyes, "You actually sent someone to ask for the stunning pair of dragon and phoenix twins born by Queen Luo E! Take it for your own use!"

"The peace talks that are about to be facilitated are completely destroyed by you like this! You have always loved beauty, and this reputation has spread far and wide to Luo'e country. King Luo'e only has this pair of sons and daughters under his knees. How can he bear such insults? Listen! After receiving the news, we raided the east pass of our army that night, which led to the outbreak of this war!"

Zhuang Yan was so angry that his chest heaved rapidly: "It didn't need to happen at all! Why did you kill so many innocent people?"

After hearing Zhuang Yan's accusation, Zhuang Hou was silent for a moment, "Is it because I disturbed your marriage?"

Zhuang Yan was taken aback by what he said, but when he came back to his senses, an unbelievable anger immediately ignited in his heart, "What does this have to do with my marriage? I have never seen that girl! Agreeing to King Luo E's request is also to let He is at ease!"

"Indeed." Zhuang Hou actually nodded, "You have a much better reputation than me, and you are my only heir. He married his daughter to you, which will not disgrace his daughter's status as a princess, but also ensure that his daughter will live a happy life. Safe and worry-free. After becoming the young wife of the Zhuang Mansion, you will not treat her badly, let alone all her royal relatives."

Zhuang Hou's half-smile expression contained a shocking hostility, "Since ancient times, he has become a king and defeated a bandit, so why bother talking? When I broke through the gate of Luo'e country, everything he owned is in our hands. You can take it wherever you want, so why do you need anyone's approval? Since you like that girl, tell me earlier, and I will catch her and give it to you."

"What I'm arguing with you now has nothing to do with Princess Naluo'e!" Zhuang Yan's eyes showed a kind of disappointment, and he said sadly: "How could King Luo'er tolerate his beloved sons and daughters, the prince who was pampered in the past And the princess, being humiliated by being reduced to concubine and pampered? He brought his whole family to have sex in the palace, can't he still explain his position and attitude? After I was attacked at the eastern pass, I still advocated the continuation of peace talks. At that time, there was still a chance to avoid this massacre! But father, you didn't listen at all, and almost couldn't wait to send troops to wash Luo E with blood."

Zhuang Hou's face darkened, "He dared to sneak attack on our army's eastern pass, so he will naturally suffer the corresponding fate and consequences! Your surname is Zhuang, and you have my blood flowing in your body. How can you be so weak? Talk about peace? What are you talking about!"

"You have to let Luo E's blood flow into rivers, so that everyone in the north and south of the river will know the prestige of our Jiangbei cavalry! If you dare to be an enemy of my dealer, it will be the fate of the next Luo E!"

Seeing that there was no regret in Zhuang Yan's eyes, Zhuang Hou became more and more angry, "This time I attacked Luo E, I deliberately kept you in the rear and forbade you to go to the front line. I just wanted you to use this time to reflect on your mistakes. But You don't have the slightest sense of self-awareness! Standing in front of me today, to criticize your father's illustrious military exploits?"

"Your appearance reminds me of your mother." Zhuang Hou looked at Zhuang Yan's eyes without a trace of warmth, "She is as kind and weak as you, so in the end, she got nothing! Satisfied with her as my wife, let you inherit her appearance and the best aptitude in us!"

"You are both civil and military, and your aptitude for martial arts is better than mine. You are cautious and careful in marching, far exceeding the level and intelligence that your peers should have. None of the famous Confucianists I invited for you did not praise you. If the future is the master, it must be a benevolent king who will benefit the world. Shan Niang gave birth to you for me, and you have perfectly inherited everything we have best!"

The disgust in Zhuanghou's eyes was undisguised, "But in such troubled times, what's the use of 'benevolence and kindness'? It's the 'benevolence and kindness' praised by poor Confucian scholars, which is the last thing I want her to pass on to you!"

"You are bleeding with my blood." Zhuang Hou said proudly, "Why do you have such a childish and ridiculous idea?"

Xiaochi watched from the side, he will never forget Zhuang Yan's expression at that time.

At that moment, in Zhuang Yan's eyes, something seemed to go out.

Zhuang Yan stared at him, and asked word by word: "Childish, ridiculous... Is this what you think of my mother? Is this why you forced her to death?"

"It's because she is too weak to bear it!" Zhuang Hou, who had always been unpredictable, finally failed at this moment, and said angrily to his only son: "It's so useless, how can I be the mistress of my farm? She is good in every way, but I don't like this bit of badness the most, but it has been passed down to you!"

Zhuang Yan was silent for a long time, shook his head and said: "I should thank my mother, this is the best thing she... left me."

Zhuang Yan looked at his father with cold eyes, "When my mother was dying, she pinched my hand and forced me to promise her one thing - I never told you."

"Before my mother died, tell me to live forever, not to be like you."

Zhuang Hou was stunned.

Zhuang Yan felt extremely tired, he didn't want to say a word, when he took Xiaochi's hand, he finally saw the blood on his sleeve.

His expression changed slightly, he picked up Xiaochi, turned around and left from Zhuanghou's room.

Before he left, he heard Zhuang Hou ask in a low voice: "For more than ten years...why have you never said this to me?"

Zhuang Yan didn't look back, "Because you are my father. I used to think that I still have a lot of time to slowly influence and change your approach... But I just figured it out. It turns out that from the very beginning, mother has seen more I see through."

Zhuang Yan walked out.

It was already very dark, and the temperature of Zhuang Yan's silver armor was as cold as the vast night.

Xiaochi's face was pressed against Zhuang Yan's chest. He knew what he should say, but he didn't say anything.

He was buried in Zhuang Yan's arms, with his face pressed against the armor plate. It was an action that unconsciously expressed dependence, and it was also a gesture that hid all his emotions and tried to close the door of his heart.

As soon as he returned to Zhuang Yan's courtyard, he saw Director Liang pacing anxiously at the door. He was overjoyed to see the young master come back safe and sound.

But he soon watched in astonishment, the young master hugged the goblin, and went straight back to his bedroom dazed.

Because the joy of the young master's return dissipated in his heart, Director Liang frowned, looking worriedly in the direction of the young master's bedroom.

After returning to the environment where he had lived for more than a month, he had begun to feel familiar, and Koike's tight string finally relaxed.

Zhuang Yan didn't even have time to take off his armor, so he quickly ordered people to prepare boiling water and spirits, and muslin straps, and then took out a medicine box. butterfly.

It's just that he didn't have time to take a closer look at this time, so he was surprised by Zhuang Yan's actions.

Xiaochi's right arm was injured and it was difficult for him to move. When Zhuang Yan helped him take off his clothes, the bloody dagger fell out of his sleeve.

Zhuang Yan glanced at the dagger, said nothing, just took it aside, and continued to tear off his blood-stained shirt.

The things the young master asked for were quickly brought into the house. Zhuang Yan poured spirits on his hands, picked up the clean muslin very skillfully, and cleaned the wound on Xiaochi's right arm.

Zhuang Yan quickly took out several medicines from the medicine box, mixed them together, and applied them to the wound that was pierced by the dagger.

I don't know what the medicine is made of. When it is sprinkled on the wound, it will sting first, but it will be neutralized soon, leaving only a slight coolness, and even the pain can be temporarily relieved.

Zhuang Yan skillfully bandaged Xiaochi's wound with a muslin bandage, and used a trauma treatment method comparable to that of a sitting doctor in a medical center. After bandaging Xiaochi's wound to stop bleeding, he cleaned the blood around his wound.

Zhuang Yan has not said a word, his voice has not recovered from the confrontation just now, it sounds lack of warmth, "What's the matter with your hand?"

Xiaochi knew that he could not lie. Zhuang Yan was in the army and was familiar with wounds caused by various weapons on his body. He had already checked the wound on his arm, so Xiaochi could not hide it.

He thought of a countermeasure very quickly, and said frankly: "Master, I brought the dagger in."

Zhuang Yan looked at him intently, "What do you want to do?"

Xiaochi said slowly, "After the Luo'e kingdom is broken, Zhuanghou's family will search for young and beautiful young girls in the city for him... I have been hiding, but someone saw me and reported it to Zhuanghou's people."

His voice was very flat, "I was caught by Zhuanghou himself, and he asked someone to send me into the mansion. I don't know if he will forget me after a month, so I haven't talked to the young master before. Said...But I didn't expect that Master Hou would find someone to take me away on the first day he returned to the mansion, and the young master was not here, I... was very scared, and took the dagger in a panic. "

Zhuang Yan looked at him calmly, "Do you want to stab him to death?"

There was a slight expression change on Xiaochi's face for a moment.

He finally knew what was wrong. At this time, Zhuang Yan's aura and the way he asked questions were different from before.

At this moment, his attitude of questioning himself was very calm, which made Xiaochi inexplicably think of the Zhuanghou who terrified him.

Father and son are descended from the same blood line, after all, there are similarities.

They are generally astute, and Zhuang Yan became famous as a young man, and he could never be an idiot.

It's just that Zhuang Yan is a gentle person and treats him so well that Xiaochi let down his vigilance for a while.

Xiaochi felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he cried, "How could I kill him? I just thought... If he wants to force me, I will, I will stab myself to death."

On his pale face, the hair was still sticking to his face in embarrassment due to cold sweat, and the corners of his eyes were open with watery eyes, looking very pitiful.

He reached out to grab Zhuang Yan's sleeve, but Zhuang Yan didn't respond to him.

The corners of Xiaochi's eyes were red, and his whole body trembled. A little part of it was real, and most of it was just pretending, "Master, I'm scared, I'm really scared."

Zhuang Yan frowned, and shook his hand, as if to express comfort.

"I can't stand anyone touching me... not even once!"

Zhuang Yan didn't seem to expect this answer, and was a little dazed.But the blood oozing from Xiaochi's strap quickly brought Zhuang Yan back to his senses.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, and he turned back into the young master Zhuang that Xiaochi had always known.

"Don't be so stupid next time." Zhuang Yan said gently and softly, "No matter what happens, it's not as important as being alive... But I also have a responsibility, and I won't let this happen to you again next time."

The beauty in front of him was so disturbed, his clothes were taken off during the process of bandaging the wound just now, at this time he was half hugging the quilt, his clothes were disheveled, and he had such a pitiful look in his eyes, which really made Zhuang Yan feel distressed.

For some reason, Zhuang Yan suddenly remembered that this was the second time that Xiao Chi appeared on his bed without any clothes on.

He didn't dare to think too much, he went outside to remove the armor, changed into commoner clothes, and then went back to the bedroom.

He supported Xiao Chi to lie on the bed to rest and recuperate, and went to support his waist as usual, but forgot the difference in the situation at this time.

Zhuang Yan's hands touched his skin directly without the barrier of his clothes.

Smooth, delicate and warm.

The arc is mesmerizing, inviting to explore both down and up.

Xiaochi's body shook slightly, his hair was untied and hung down long, so black and soft that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Zhuang Yan stuffed him back under the quilt, sighed, and finally suppressed the thoughts in his heart, "You were born... oh."

Zhuang Yan put Xiaochi on his bed, pulled out his wrist from under the quilt, put it on the pulse and paused, "I'm going to order someone to cook some soup for you... No way, it's best if you get hurt Don't spread the word, if someone with a heart entangles you with the source and reason of your injury, I'm afraid there will be more troubles."

Xiaochi said obediently, "I understand."

He looked at Xiaochi silently enduring the pain, and deliberately distracted him, "You don't have to worry about my medical skills. This technique was taught by my mother. No military doctor in the army can compare to my method of dealing with trauma. I will prescribe some blood supplements for you." Qi-nourishing medicine will definitely not give you any trouble."

Xiaochi asked softly: "Young master's medical skills, how true is Madam's?"

"Less than five points." Zhuang Yan thought for a while, then sighed: "I have too many things to do, and I can't spend my whole life studying medical skills. If I can find a successor for my mother in the future, and pass on her medical skills, that would be great." alright."

Zhuang Yan stayed with Xiao Chi for a while, and touched his side face comfortingly: "You will rest in my room today, and for the next month...you will live with me at night."

Xiaochi understood that he was injured, and the young master still wanted to keep him in his bedroom to convey a meaning of protection to everyone.

Zhuang Yan is different, he may be... trustworthy.

He got up to deal with important matters, and did not return to the bedroom for a long time.The decoction was brought in by the servant, and Xiaochi waited for a long time, but he never returned to Zhuang Yan.

In the dead of night, his wound was still aching.He couldn't sleep, and the dispute between Zhuang Yan and his son just now was still replaying in his mind.

Xiaochi didn't even know that his father had met Zhuang Yan before his death.

And the other possibility that Zhuang Yan mentioned made him repeatedly imagine like a demon—if this war hadn't happened, wouldn't he and his family not have to experience such a cruel parting?

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. He waited until night, when all the candles in the room were burned out, he heard the faint sound of the door opening.

Zhuang Yan's bed was very big, and there was no problem for the two of them to lie on it. Seeing a shadow approaching in the dark, Xiaochi didn't know what he wanted to do, and felt a little uneasy.

But Zhuang Yan just bent down, stroked Xiaochi's hair, and then retreated politely. He didn't share the bed with him, but took out a set of bedding from the closet, and directly made a bed on the floor.

Xiaochi let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, he couldn't tell whether he felt relaxed, or another kind of complicated and temporarily incomprehensible emotion.

The night was so quiet that even the sound of birds landing on the branches and fluttering their wings outside could be heard clearly inside the house. Both of them were worried, so they were doomed to sleepless.

Xiaochi didn't know why, but he knew that Zhuang Yan was not asleep under the bed.He thought for a moment, and felt that this was the right time to talk to Zhuang Yan.

As long as he stays in the Zhuang Mansion for one day, Zhuang Yan will be his greatest reliance, and Zhuang Yan is also the only person in Jiangbei who can compete with Zhuang Hou.

He wanted to hold Zhuang Yan tight and prevent him from escaping.

He whispered, "Master, are you asleep?"

Sure enough, Zhuang Yan answered, "Not yet, what's the matter? Does the wound hurt?"

Zhuang Yan got up from the floor, went to Xiaochi's bed, and reached out to touch his forehead, "It's not burned, there will be no problem."

When he was about to withdraw his hand, he didn't want Xiaochi to grab him with his uninjured left hand.

Zhuang Yan in the dark gently shook his hand, "Xiaochi?"

"Master, is what you just said true?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and soon understood what Xiaochi asked him, and replied: "I have indeed tried peace talks with the king of Luo'e."

He said sadly: "It would be great if this incident could be avoided, the world... is so impermanent."

Xiaochi looked at the black figure in front of his bed, and said sullenly: "Master, I can't sleep, there is something on my mind, I want to tell you."

His voice was as gentle as the breeze blowing past midnight, accompanied by sweet dreams within reach, "Please don't become... like Zhuanghou."

Zhuang Yan didn't speak or move.

He stood straight in front of the bed, Xiaochi couldn't see his face in the dark, but seemed to sense his mood at this moment through the connected hands.

"I want to accompany you and become a beautiful person like Mrs. Good, can you?"

In the darkness, Zhuang Yan's pupils shrank slightly.

It was the child sleeping on his bed, wearing the clothes I gave him, calling the name I gave him.

This is Zhuang Yan's man.

Zhuang Yan held his hand, bent down and groped his facial features in the dark, as if he wanted to remember his appearance deeply in his heart.

When he touched Koike's soft lips, he only paused, then moved his finger away.

Then he leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"I promise you."

Monitoring the abnormal emotional fluctuations in Chi Wang's body, the alarmed sand and stone whispered in Chi Wang's mind: "Chi Wang, are you dreaming? Wake up."

Seeing that Chi Wang didn't respond, Shashi thought his voice was too low, so he gradually raised the volume and yelled: "Chi Wang, Chi Wang!"

Sand and stone shouted hard, but Chi Wang still closed his eyes tightly, and didn't even move his little finger.

Sha Shi sighed: "If you don't come out again, I will scare you with ghosts."

In the space next to Chi Wang's bed, under the moonlight, a translucent human figure slowly appeared.

Only half of this person's body appeared, as if from the waist down, it all melted into the void.

He had a delicate and immature baby face, lying on Chi Wang's bed, muttering: "Really, why are you so good-looking? I can't bear to call you anymore."

When Chi Wang sleeps, he will remove the disguised fake skin, his perfect facial features sleep peacefully, and his skin is as delicate as the most exquisite fine porcelain.

The more Sha Shi watched, the more he liked it, and he reached out to touch his face.

But his hand passed through Chi Wang's body like a phantom, and Shashi seemed to be taken aback by himself, and stretched out his hand angrily.

Soon, a small white hand materialized in the air.Seeing that he had a hand, Sha Shi happily went up to touch it. In the past, he could only see the beauty that could not be touched, but today he finally got it!

Touching his face intoxicatedly for a moment, the gravel who had long forgotten his business, finally realized what was wrong.

Sha Shi finally panicked, "Chi Wang? What's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up!"

Chi Wang, who was always vigilant at all times, was kicked up and down by the sand and stone at this time, but he didn't notice it at all.

He closed his eyes, as if trapped in the deepest illusion, unable to wake up.

The author has something to say:

Sandstone: Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey. [stretched out a wretched little claw]

Fang Liu: In the inn room next to me, it is said that supernatural events will happen in the middle of the night, and the thieves are scary.