CHAPTER XLV
"How many times have I told you. Don't let a small mistake is a big one, if I hadn't stayed here all the time, I would have almost caused a big disaster! Fu Feifei threw the stick in his hand with a bang, and said in a deep voice to Fu Jilin, who came later.
"Yes, yes, thanks to my sister here." Fu Jilin accompanied him carelessly, "Look, help my brother carry people back?" β
"Do it yourself", Fu Feifei glanced at him, dropped the sentence, "Don't let someone give you your ass every time" and turned away.
Cut. Fu Jilin didn't care, and looked at the people on the ground covetously, if it weren't for the fact that the weather outside was too cold, he really wanted to taste the taste of this 'wild fun'.
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On the other side, Yang Zhengming was taking his brother who had been called from the barracks. A group of more than 100 people, riding tall horses, divided into several roads, began to search people from the southeast, northwest and northwest gates door to door.
Just passing through Wicker Hutong, a faint cry for help from a woman came faintly. Yang Zhengming suddenly reined in his horse, stood at the mouth of the alley, and looked inside.
People who practice martial arts are already very sensitive to sound, not to mention that this voice still sounds familiar.
"Zhengming, it seems to be Miss Qin." Wang Tong, who was beside Yang Zhengming, urged the horse to come over and whispered to Yang Zhengming.
Yang Zhengming raised his hand with a calm face and motioned for him not to speak.
The dozen or so brothers who followed them also stopped, holding their breath. There was a moment of silence around them.
It was curfew, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street, and the slightest noise around it would sound very clear to their ears.
However, when Yang Zhengming tried to identify the location of the voice, the voice suddenly stopped.
Yang Zhengming's clenched fingers almost tore off the reins in his hand. No one knew how scared he was and wanted to go berserk.
"Search for me!"
At the sound of an order, the man had already whipped the horse under the crotch fiercely and rushed straight in.
When he heard his mother say that he seemed to see Chu Chu, his heart began to become uncalm.
When he went out, he didn't see anyone, so he sent all the way to the store. only to find that the door was locked. I didn't worry about going to Zhou's house again, so I was sure that something might have happened to someone.
At the risk of being punished by military orders, he directly transferred people over and began to search from house to house.
But as time passed, he was also on the verge of madness. He didn't dare to think about what Qin Chu would do if he had a ......
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that the candle flame of a family was still on, although it was faint, but he still found it.
He turned over and dismounted neatly, kicked the courtyard door open, and it was too late to verify, he couldn't afford to gamble.
The sergeant behind him saw his movements and rushed in with him.
"It's all waiting here". The voice was soft, but with a hint of imperceptible trembling.
From the moment he stood at the mouth of the alley, he knew where this was, if it was...... He didn't want Qin Chu to be ugly.
Although he was prepared, when he rushed into the room, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw Qin Chu's eyes closed, lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, his fair skin was bruised, and he looked shocking.
The culprit was fiddling with the candlestick in his hand with his head down, ready to admire the blossoming of plum blossoms on this jade-white body......
Yang Zhengming's shot was as fast as lightning, and before the other party could react, the horsewhip in his hand was thrown, and the candlestick in Fu Jilin's hand had already flown out.
Yang Zhengming followed closely and stepped forward and kicked him in the chest. The strength was so great that it was obviously intended to kill him.
Fu Jilin used to be a nobleman, he had practiced some fists and feet, and when he saw that the other party was menacing, he rolled on the spot regardless of his image, dodged it, and was about to flee out with his clothes on his clothes.
Where can Yang Zhengming let him escape easily, I saw that his figure shook, blocking his way, he quickly grabbed his arm with his right hand, and slapped his chest fiercely with his left hand, Fu Jilin screamed, "Wow" spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"I was wrong, please let me go, don't dare next time." Seeing his god-like appearance, Fu Jilin still had a little bit of the image of a noble son in the capital, his head was desperately kowtowing, and his mouth kept screaming for mercy.
"Now you know you're scared?" Yang Zhengming touched the knife in his hand and said word by word, "It's late!" βγ
"Hmmm......"
Just as he was about to make a move, the person on the bed suddenly frowned and muttered, and woke up.
Yang Zhengming didn't care about anything else, pulled off his coat, walked a few steps quickly to the bedside, carefully wrapped the person, and called softly, "Chu Chu......"
Qin Chu didn't know where he was for a long time, he only felt as if there were thousands of ants biting on his body, and it seemed like he was roasting in a fire. I vaguely saw a familiar figure, and called tentatively, "Brother Yang......"
"It's me, I'm here, how are you? I'll take you home." Yang Zhengming stretched out his iron arm and hugged the person horizontally.
"Oh......" Qin Chu replied in a daze: "I'm fine."
His head lay on Yang Zhengming's shoulder dizzily, and he closed his eyes and let him carry him out of the room.
Yang Zhengming glanced at Fu Jilin, who had been controlled, and said coldly, "Escort people back to the camp first."
After a pause, his eyes swept over everyone, "No one is allowed to confide half a word about today's matter." After that, he picked up Qin Chu on the horse, and he followed closely and turned over, protecting the person safely in his arms. With a dozen whips, the horses rushed out like arrows.
Qin Chu is like this now, he didn't dare to take people home at all, for fear that Mother Yang would worry, so he had to go all the way to the store.
Qin Chu felt his brain even more groggy as the horse bumped, his mouth was dry, and every cell in his body seemed to be boilingβhot.
His hands were pulled out of the tightly wrapped clothes on his body and slowly wrapped around Yang Zhengming's neck.
There was a smell of cold wind on his body, and Qin Chu's restless heart was slightly comforted.
"Don't be afraid, you'll be home soon." He gently put his arm around her back, thinking she was scared, and whispered comfort.
Unexpectedly, the breath exhaled stimulated her even more. She grabbed the hem of his clothes, her body uncontrollably trying to get closer, and a voice in her head kept shouting, "Kiss him."
Yang Zhengming also felt that something was wrong with her at this moment, his eyes darkened, and he said in a dumb voice, "Good, this is home."
Carrying people into the house all the way, Yang Zhengming just turned around to fetch water for her, when he suddenly bumped into a soft body behind him.
"Hmmm......"
Qin Chu groaned unbearably. groaned, "Brother Yang...... Masaaki ......"
Yang Zhengming's back stiffened, and the green tendons on his clenched arms bulged. Sweat rolled down the corners of his eyes, blurring his eyes.
Trying to stabilize his mind, he turned around and carried the person up, and said in a dumb voice with scarlet eyes, "Be good, it'll be fine in a while."
Then he went out of the room, all the way to the kitchen, and threw the person into the water tank.
With a "poof", a splash of water hit both of them in the face at the same time.
"Uh-......" "Ahhh
One is relieved, the other is frightened.
"Do you feel better? I'm going to get you a doctor right now."
Looking at Qin Chu, who had already changed his clothes and was wrapped in a quilt with his back to him without saying a word, Yang Zhengming was a little at a loss.
Qin Chu "hula", and raised the quilt higher, which was considered a response.
Okay, what a fart!
Please, doctor, please, you big-headed ghost!
Although she had scolded him thousands of times in her heart, she couldn't soothe her embarrassing state of mind to death.
"You, don't get bored". Yang Zhengming tentatively pulled her quilt, but found that she was holding it to death.
didn't dare to use brute force, let alone really leave, so she had to stay by the bed with a little grievance, thinking that she couldn't stand it anymore and came out.
After a while, I heard the sound inside the quilt that seemed to be wrong, and when I opened it, I found that I didn't know when I had fallen asleep, and my little face was red, and even slightly nasal.
Rhinolalia......
Yang Zhengming stretched out his finger and put it on her forehead, it was very hot. He took a deep look at the person and got up and walked out of the room.
I asked the doctor and grabbed the medicine, and I survived all the time, and it was already getting bright.
When I went home, I simply talked to Yang's mother, and only said that the person was suffering from the cold and needed to be taken care of, so he went to the barracks on horseback.
"Yang Zhengming, you are so bold!" The military advisor was already angry and cocked his beard, "Who gave you the power to let you dare to lead troops into the city even after a curfew, do you know how much panic this will cause?!" β
Yang Zhengming stood straight: "I was in a hurry to save people at that time."
"Saving people?" Yan Junshi looked at him as if he didn't eat oil and salt, and angrily grabbed the inkstone on the table and was about to throw it over. Thinking about it, I was reluctant, so I had to throw a brush over, "This is the general's absence, otherwise you had to correct the law on the spot if you were messing around like this yesterday."
"Thank you for your protection."
Yan Junshi glanced at him: "What are you going to do with people?" β
"It's easy to die in this kind of place."
Yan Junshi muttered: "No."
Yang Zhengming was puzzled: "Why? β
Yang Zhengming is very clear about his personality, and he is also a junior he has always admired, so it doesn't hurt to simply tell him: "Now that the situation in Beijing is unknown, Fu Xiang is afraid that he will recover."
"So what?"
"Confused!" Yan Junshi said, "Your ability is a person who can go further, how can you lose a big one because of a small one?" β
Yan Junshi saw that he was silent, knowing that he was stubborn, and shook his head helplessly, "You are such a smart person, have you even forgotten the word detour?" β
Yang Zhengming's eyes lit up, and he turned around and arranged for people to do hard labor to build the palace.
"Mother, how are people? Is it better? β
I just received forty military sticks, and because I remembered the beauty, I didn't even bother to take the medicine, so I hurried back.
Good brother Wang Tong did not forget to ridicule him: "Beautiful waist, hero mound, brother has to pay attention."
Looking at the sleeping face on the bed, Yang Zhengming thought that if it was for her, he would be willing to do anything.
"How?" This kid didn't ask Mother Yang if he was still angry, "Is it okay to throw people into the water tank in the winter?" β
Yang Zhengming looked stunned: "Mother, how do you know?" β
"Hmph, how does she know, of course I'm suing." Someone who had just woken up in bed thought smugly.