sinovels Chapter 76 Shadow 1, you are bold! 【5】
Chapter 76 Shadow 1, you are bold! 【5】
The iron hooves of the Beichen Kingdom army were faster than the speed of the Luohe convoy.
Along the way, the weather became colder and colder, and Luo He hugged Tang Pozi tightly all day long, but he still fell ill.
This year's snow fell early and heavily.
Halfway through the journey, the sky and the earth were covered with white snow. The Beichen Kingdom broke down the city, and the morale of the Nanchen Kingdom was weakened. The bad news came again and again.
Luo He did not receive a reply from his father.
When he reached the city of Luodu, he received the latest news.
Yesterday, Beichen's army approached the city of Luodu, Nanchen King and Queen committed suicide in the palace, weeping blood into a book, ordered the prime minister to surrender, and begged Beichen to protect his prince's life.
From now on, there will be no distinction between the North and the South, and there will be only one Beichen Kingdom that dominates.
Luo He staggered out of the carriage, and the soldiers guarding the city of Luodu were all dressed in the black armor of Beichen Kingdom, encircling the city wall of Luodu City like black clouds.
A group of soldiers surrounded Luo He's convoy from behind. The leading general looked at Luo He for a moment, then suddenly got off his horse and asked, "Is the King Qian ahead?"
Luo He held Ah Cha's hand tightly, feeling uneasy, let out a muffled groan, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell down with a pale face.
"Host! This is just a strategy mission!" The system shouted anxiously, "You are too substituting!"
Luo He could no longer hear it.
The convoy was escorted to the palace by the army, and the general ordered people to rush to the palace to send news.
Their emperor specially ordered that if you meet King Qian, don't do anything. If you capture him alive, there will be a big reward, but if you touch a single hair of his hand, you will chop off the hand that did it.
The new emperor was cruel and iron-blooded. On the day he ascended the throne, the veterans refused to accept him and cursed him for harming evildoers.
The new emperor kicked the corpse away, and ascended the throne wearing a blood-stained dragon robe.
Those who were dissatisfied were killed by Dang Dian, he said that this gift from the courtiers was unique.
After that, no one dared to disobey the new emperor's order.
Luo He was carried into the palace lying on his back, and all the imperial doctors were waiting anxiously. As soon as he put it down, the group of old men rushed to give Luo He a diagnosis, almost weeping with joy. Sad face.
"King Qian's body is already broken, this weak body is not easy to take care of..."
"Isn't it just a waste of money? Use rare medicines to warm up for a few years, and pay more attention to diet and daily life, and you can get it back."
"You are stupid, King Qian doesn't have the money to nourish his body now, he will soon be reduced to a prisoner!"
"Damn you, can you say this directly! Let the fever go away first, as for whether King Beichen will give him medicine, we will report the truth."
Sheng Changyuan hurried over after handling the matter, and the imperial doctors reported the truth to him. Sheng Changyuan walked to the bed in three steps at a time. Luo He's face was as white as paper and his eyes were closed tightly. He felt a pain in his heart, and closed his eyes forcefully.
"Go and get any medicine you want. If you don't have it, report it. I will send someone to find him and heal his body. If he can't be cured, you won't be able to finish eating and walk around! When will his fever subside?"
One of the imperial doctors stood up and said tremblingly: "The antipyretic medicine is already boiling, and I will bring it to King Qian to drink later. If I sweat again, the fever will subside."
"Then why are you still sticking around here?" Sheng Chang Yuan's voice was not angry but pretentious.
The imperial doctors came out in a file, and Sheng Changyuan hugged Luo He with a brocade quilt, breathing against Luo He's neck, but what he smelled was not the familiar scent of aromatherapy, but the faint scent of medicine that almost soaked into his skin.
——After getting married, she suddenly had a high fever on the way back to the city, and it took half a month to recede, which completely damaged the foundation of her body.
From the boy who wished to go to the sky and into the earth before, he became a medicine jar, unable to carry it on his shoulders, caught cold in the wind and was sick in bed.
It used to be sweet in one bite, but now it is bitter in one bite.
Sheng Changyuan, also known as Yingyi, didn't know how the little master he kept in his heart became like this after he left.
Ah Cha, Ah Jian all eat dry food? !
Or was it framed? !
Going around, Sheng Changyuan suddenly thought of the night before he left.
Could it be... is it his fault?
Sheng Changyuan kissed Luo He's eyebrows and eyes all the way to his lips, his lips were slightly numb from the abnormal temperature, but nothing could compare to the pain in his heart.
He was finally able to completely own this person.
But in a way he didn't want at all.
"Ziqian, you forced me."
Sheng Chang Yuan rubbed the tip of Luo He's nose, his voice hoarse.
He never had a good night's sleep since he left Luohe's side.
When he was a child, he thought that love would harm others and himself, and he wanted to be alone for the rest of his life, as long as he protected his little prince was enough.
Only when I grow up do I realize that it is really harming others and myself.
Every night when he was about to fall asleep, Luo He's heartless words always sounded in his ears.
"It was just an affair."
His heart was crushed into the dust by the pampered little prince.
He even said this to him in the wedding room where he married someone else.
How ironic, how heartless, and how sad.
It was the first time for Sheng Changyuan to have such a strong temper, his head was dazzled by anger and jealousy, he directly raped Luo He, and then came to Beichen Kingdom with a heart full of unyielding anger, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. climb up.
His road to enthronement was made step by step.
He thought about how to torture his little prince, or lock him up with shackles, so that he could no longer be peeped by outsiders, but this would make him sad, and the bird with broken wings would die, and he couldn't bear the little prince to be sad.
He fought for so much, and what he wanted in the end was still exactly the same as before.
He wanted the little prince to belong to him, to be with him happily, and to live a life of peace and joy, and to live a colorful and colorful life every day.
It's just that what he can't do without power and power, he can do now.
Luohe's breath became hotter and hotter, and the smell of blood remained between his lips and teeth.
Sheng Changyuan shouted angrily: "Why isn't the antipyretic medicine cured yet?!"
The maid rushed to urge, and then brought in the steaming medicine.
Sheng Changyuan ordered her to be tested for poison before he waved her away, supported Luo He to lean against the head of the bed, and gently pinched his face.
"Ziqian, get up and drink your medicine."
Luo He didn't respond, his brows were furrowed.
Sheng Changyuan leaned him in his arms, holding a medicine bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, ready to feed him.
As soon as the medicine was boiled out, it was very hot, Sheng Chang Yuan blew it cold, and delivered it to Luo He's tightly closed lips.
The spoon hit the teeth and couldn't get in. Brown concoction flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Sheng Chang Yuan quickly retracted the spoon, leaned over to lick and kiss off the bitter concoction.
He is very distressed by the current situation.
Luo He's body is delicate but full of vitality. He has never been sick a few times since he was a child. He occasionally catches a cold and even doesn't need to take medicine.
Sheng Changyuan really lacked experience in taking care of the sick and fragile Luohe.
He squeezed Luo He's teeth, and fed the medicine again, half swallowed and half flowed out, staining the front of his clothes.
Sheng Changyuan, who hates dirty skin the most, seems to be a different person now, he licked and kissed off the medicinal juice that flowed out without being dirty at all, eating a mouthful of bitterness, but it was sweeter than drinking honey.
It would be nice to drink half a bowl of antipyretic medicine like this, Sheng Changyuan sighed, and kissed the soft and hot Luo He.
"We are husband and wife. If you are sick, a husband should take care of you like this."
Sheng Changyuan took a sip of the medicine, and passed it to Luo He's lips little by little.
This time, there is no medicine juice overflowing.
After feeding Luo He one mouthful at a time, he quickly wrapped him back in the quilt and put him in a good place. Sheng Changyuan was fascinated by Luo He's quiet and pale eyes.
After a long time, he pulled the corners of his lips, pulled out a smile uglier than crying, and sighed.
"Get well soon, my little prince."
There was a noisy fight outside the door, Ah Jian broke in, holding Ah Cha in his hand, and countless arrows and sharp knives behind him pointed at him.
Ah Jian was not afraid at all, he just pulled Ah Cha, who was about to scold, in front of him, and used his back to block all the dangers, and the two met Sheng Changyuan who was coming out of the hall with a sword.
For a moment, the three of them were stunned.
Ah Cha was the first to come back to his senses, "Yingyi, why are you here?! Why are you wearing Beichen Kingdom..."
He was like a goose being strangled, and his voice stopped abruptly.
A Jian looked at Sheng Changyuan vigilantly. He was not sure who was more powerful than Sheng Changyuan, but he could feel that the blood in Sheng Changyuan's body was thicker.
He killed a lot of people.
Many, many people.
A Jian said: "Yingyi, you are the new emperor of Beichen Kingdom, and you are Sheng Changyuan."
"Yes, I'm Sheng Changyuan." Sheng Changyuan said, "Put down your sword, I don't want Ziqian to know that you died not far from him because of your recklessness."
Ah Cha blushed, "You... are shameless! Your Highness treats you so well, that's how you treat His Highness! Have you been lurking beside His Highness long ago to steal information!"
Ah Jian put away the sword, pulled Ah Cha, and said to Sheng Changyuan: "We want to see the prince, he is not in good health, he vomited blood and fainted earlier, we are very worried about him."
Sheng Changyuan ignored Ah Cha, frowned, and led the two of them into the hall.
"He used to be good at giving birth to me, but now I will only treat him a hundred times and a thousand times better. After he wakes up, you will naturally come to serve him again. Now go back to the yard after watching it, and don't make trouble anymore."
Ah Cha was still not reconciled, but under the eaves, even the master was pinched in his hands, so he had to bow his head and was pulled back by Ah Jian.
Sheng Changyuan sat by the couch as before, as if he had returned to the days when he was still Yingyi.
It sounds like a lifetime away, but in fact it has only been half a year.
Sheng Changyuan reached into the quilt and found Luo He's sweaty hands, lying on the bed like a child aggrieved, listening to Luo He's breathing, the turbulent emotions in his heart gradually calmed down.
His little prince.
From now on it will be his.
Outside the window, the snow fell more and more heavily, and the entire city of Luodu was covered with a new layer of silver.
Ruixue is a prosperous year.
The streets should be filled with festive songs and laughter, literati writing poems and paintings, but the city is full of silence, every house's doors and windows are closed, soldiers in black armor stand at ten steps, and their black armor is covered with snow.