MTL - Dianxia Qingcheng-Chapter 242 Extra: Tangyue 11 won't let you hurt this time

During the illness, when A Lanyue was burned into a daze, she saw that the person who had been taking care of her was Zhao Litang, so she asked him, "General...you...do you forgive me...forgive my brother... "

Zhao Litang reached out and stroked the fine hair on his forehead, "No."

Those hatreds can't be let go, and it's impossible to let go.

"I just... hate myself."

However, Alanyue had already fallen asleep under the effect of the medicine.

After Alanyue's condition completely recovered, she looked forward to going out with Zhao Litang again.

Because he was afraid that if he waited until his brother came back, there would not be such an opportunity.

However, Zhao Litang disagreed, "It's just snowed heavily, it's cold outside, you're just recovering from a serious illness, and you can't go out."

Seeing him with a cold face, Alanyue felt a little apprehensive. He was very afraid of the general's anger. Every time he talked to the general, he was careful to cater to him and observe his words.

But today, he really wanted to go out.

Zhao Litang was standing beside the bed, and Alanyue walked up to him, still looking up at him timidly, with some pleading in her eyes.

"General, just walk for a while, okay?" A Lanyue boldly pulled Zhao Litang's sleeve gently.

Zhao Litang looked down at him, this was the first time he took the initiative to get close to him. Usually, Alanyue was always careful and afraid of herself, and she never made any demands.

Zhao Litang pondered for a while, and finally nodded, reached out and squeezed his fingers, it was really cold, "I must wear a little more."

A Lanyue didn't expect the general to agree so quickly. He thought he would ask for a while longer. His happy eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

Ask someone to open the chains for Zhao Litang. Like last time, the two still left the camp one after the other.

It was a snowy field outside, covered in silver, the previous snow was heavy, and there was still a thick layer of snow on the ground, making a creaking noise when walking on it.

Alanyue was thickly dressed, and her body was a little weak. She coughed after walking a few steps, and then gasped lightly.

Zhao Litang stopped to wait for him, and when he saw his face turned pale, he walked back.

"Are you alright?" Zhao Litang reached out and grabbed his arm, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back."

"No...it's not uncomfortable..." Alanyue straightened up and smiled at Zhao Litang, "General...let's go on."

Zhao Litang started walking again, still holding A Lanyue's arm, not letting go.

The large and generous palm seemed to be able to transmit infinite heat, from that arm to the whole body, A Lanyue no longer felt cold, and her steps were much lighter, it was really not that uncomfortable.

What he didn't know was that Zhao Litang was secretly sending him internal force through his arm.

Suppressing the **** taste that had been rolling in his throat, Zhao Litang still had a calm and self-sufficient look on his face.

After walking around the various tents of the military camp, Zhao Litang took half a step outside, and immediately surrounded by numerous barbarian soldiers, with big swords and spears aimed at him.

Zhao Litang ignored it and continued to walk out, his hand slowly sliding down, and finally he held the little hand.

A Lanyue was a little stunned, her palm was firmly wrapped by a large dry and warm palm, as if her heart that had been frozen for a long time was also brought out and soaked in warm water. The swirling bubbles, in the sun and in the snow, exploded, cracked, and filled with a sweet and sour taste, followed by crystal clear tears in the eye sockets.

He looked at Zhao Litang's back and just followed him, wherever he took him, he went.

The surrounding soldiers became more vigilant, surrounded the two and walked out of the barracks a distance of more than ten meters. They dared not let them advance any more, so they had to wave their swords to force Zhao Litang back.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Litang stopped by himself. He let go of Alanyue's hand, jumped up to a high place, looked into the distance, and took a deep breath.

"Come." Zhao Litang extended his hand to Alanyue.

Alanyue looked up at him.

At this moment, with a stretched smile between his brows and eyes, as bright as the sun and the moon in his arms, standing in a vast expanse of snow-white, shining alone, unstained by dust, long and jade-like, let the cold wind fill his arms and hang down His eyes only looked at Alanyue, as if nothing in the world could enter the eyes, and his eyes were full of eyes, only the people in front of him.

Alanyue passed her hand.

Zhao Litang pulled him up to the high ground with a little force, and firmly supported him with a hand around his back waist, and then said softly, "Look."

Alanyue obediently looked over, and then she was attracted by the beauty in front of her.

After the heavy snow, the heaven and earth were quiet, and the mountains, flowing water, and snow-capped layers were spread out. Naturally, everything became pure and flawless, pure white and transparent, like a magnificent black and white landscape painting spread out in front of the two of them.

A Lanyue's eyes flashed with stunning light. He had never seen such a magnificent natural beauty. For a moment, he forgot that he was in Zhao Litang's arms. He turned his head excitedly and wanted to call Zhao Litang.

"Will…"

Zhao Litang has always maintained a posture of leaning slightly behind his ear, and did not touch him, but it was a distance that could not be more intimate, and when Alanyue turned her head, her lips were pressed together without warning. his.

After slamming into a pair of deep and complicated eyes, A Lanyue was startled to realize what the warm and moist touch on her lips was, she opened her eyes slightly, and took a step back suddenly, who knew that Zhao Litang was gone. He couldn't stand firmly here at all, and he would fall backwards if he leaned back.

Fortunately, the hand around his waist wrapped around him and brought a handful back, and the two separated lips pressed tightly together again.

A Lanyue's cheeks were already flushed. Although he had already done the most intimate things, a shallow kiss without eroticism could still make his heart skip a beat.

A Lanyue wanted to withdraw again, but a hand grabbed the back of his head, and then his lips were pried open.

The soldiers around were dumbfounded and thought that Zhao Litang would do something dangerous, but now it seems that they are overthinking it. Zhao Litang doesn't seem to want to escape at all, it's just pure Just come out to see the view.

However, it doesn't seem to be simple...

Those soldiers are not staring at it, nor are they not looking, they are half-seeing and half-seeing for a while.

Zhao Litang let go of the person in his arms, hugged him down to a high place, touched his cheek, found it was hot, frowned slightly, and poked his fingers along his neckline again, but fortunately he was not very It's hot, it doesn't seem to be getting hot again.

Zhao Litang took his hand again and slowly walked back to the barracks.

After returning to the tent, Zhao Litang was chained back again. He sat beside the bed with his eyes slightly closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

And although Alanyue was also in the tent, she was so far away from Zhao Litang that she could not wait to run to the entrance of the tent and stand.

For nothing else, he is still shy about what happened just now.

"If you want to go, go," Zhao Litang opened his eyes and stared at him. "What are you doing standing so far?"

When Alanyue heard the words, she thought that Zhao Litang wanted to drive him away, and looked at him pitifully.

Zhao Litang only felt as if someone had gently scratched his heart, and it was uncomfortable.

He patted the bedside, "Come here."

Alanyue moved very slowly to the bedside. The closer she got, the redder her cheeks became. When she finally got to the bedside, she was already red like a ripe tomato, which was eager to be picked.

Zhao Litang pulled him over, asked him to sit beside him, and rubbed his hand on his red face, his voice was a little hoarse, "You have been sick for five days."

Alanyue nodded and replied softly, "Well..."

Zhao Litang couldn't stand his voice, and leaned closer to him. He could smell a faint fragrance on his body, and whispered beside his ear, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

A Lanyue buried her head even lower, she didn't speak or answer, she just felt that her ear was about to burn.

There was a sudden moist and numb touch on the earlobe, Alanyue couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and then she was pressed into the bedding while the world was spinning.

"Tell me, does it hurt? Huh?"

The eyes of the person under him seem to be made of water, and they have already been covered with a layer of fog, and those eyes are like a small animal at a loss. The misty rain is painful.

Alanyue's body was still trembling unconsciously when she heard a low, hoarse voice ringing close to her ear.

"Don't be afraid," Zhao Litang said softly, "I won't let you hurt this time."

When Alanyue woke up again, the sky was still slightly bright. He moved his body and felt sore and uncomfortable. He found that he was tightly bound in a solid embrace, unable to move at all. The naked chest behind him was pressed against With his back, the body curves of the two can fit perfectly.

However, the body behind him was covered with deep and shallow scars.

Alanyue put her hands behind her back and gently stroked Zhao Litang's body, one after another, with whiplashes, sword cuts, and some unknown sharp weapons.

Every scar will definitely bring unbearable pain, so many scars, I don't know how the general survived.

Alanyue was about to cry again just thinking about it.

The man behind him suddenly grabbed his hand, then pulled it and held it in front of him.

"Awake?" Zhao Litang kissed the back of his neck and slipped his other hand into the quilt somewhere, "Last night, did it hurt?"

A Lanyue's body trembled, and she suddenly grabbed Zhao Litang's hand, bit her lip and shook her head gently.

Although he still cried last night, it was not because of pain, but because of other feelings.

Before Zhao Litang stretched out his hand, he suddenly heard cheers from many soldiers outside the camp.

His fingers paused, and Alanyue bit the quilt tightly.

He heard the soldiers shouting:

"The Celestial Dynasty has been defeated! Attack the capital! The overall situation is set! The barbarians will win!"