MTL - Dianxia Qingcheng-Chapter 221 Extra: 5

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the darkness, and Pei Zheng whistled in his ears. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and when the wind stopped, he lifted his eyelids to look over.

The scenery has already changed in front of me. This is a barren mountain and mountains, the moonlight hangs high, and in front of it is a tall and steep cliff. The wind is blowing from the bottom of the cliff, and it will fall down when it is wrapped around people.

Pei Zheng was standing on the edge of the cliff, almost falling, his eyes sank, and he suddenly took a big step back.

"Ouch!"

- A soft and soft voice came from behind, and a little man emerged from behind him covering his forehead, looking at Pei Zheng eagerly.

"Brother Pei, are you okay? You, you scared me to death just now..."

The little man pursed his mouth as he spoke, looking like he was about to cry out of grievance.

Pei Zheng was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized where this place was, and then felt that the blood all over his body began to flow backwards, a chill seeped out from his back, and he couldn't stop shaking from the cold.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the little man into his arms, hugged him tightly, holding it so hard, as if he was so afraid that he would lose it.

The little man stood on tiptoe slightly, the whole person was about to be lifted up, and he was a little short of breath.

The little hand gently patted Pei Zheng's back, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, Brother Pei, it's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Like a little adult, he comforted the trembling person in front of him.

After holding for a while, Pei Zheng was able to try his best to breathe calmly and let go of the little man.

I recalled the words I once said to the little man on the edge of this cliff before.

- never betray me, always think of me, remember me one by one

—No matter what I say or do, always believe in me, stand by my side, and never leave me

Tonight, it seems that he has already said these words, and after speaking, his head is dizzy, and he has been walking towards the edge of the cliff. Invasion, the return of reason, did not fall off the cliff.

Not wanting to stay here any longer, Pei Zheng pulled the little man onto the horse, and after taking a deep look at the place, the horse galloped towards the hunting ground.

- On the way, Pei Zheng's face was solemn, and he manipulated the reins with one hand, while the other hand kept his arms around the little man in front of him.

When they returned to the hunting grounds, the surroundings were dark and quiet, and the people in the other tents had already rested.

Pei Zheng got off his horse first, then took the man on the horse down, and instead of sending him back to the prince's tent, he took him back to his own tent.

The little man just let Pei Zheng's arrangements be obedient and clever, and he was quiet in his arms, like an obedient kitten, and didn't resist at all.

Chengfeng in front of the tent saw the two of them and lowered his head, "Master, Your Highness."

Pei Zheng made a light "um" sound.

"Master, just now, the fourth prince came. I told him that you were asleep, but he didn't seem to believe it..."

"Don't mind him."

Pei Zheng went straight into the tent with the person in his arms.

It was even darker inside the tent, and the little man tightened the placket on Pei Zheng's chest in fear, and shrank back toward him.

Pei Zheng put the little man on his bed, lit a candlestick, and looked at his forehead against the candlelight.

On the fair and smooth skin, there was a large red spot, and there was a slight bulge.

The slender fingers attached to it and pressed it lightly.

"Ummm..."

The little man's eyes flashed with water immediately, and he whimpered softly.

"It's red." Pei Zheng's tone was light and soft, his eyes were very deep and dark, filled with a lot of unspeakable forbearance and complexity.

He wanted to tell the little man his love, wanted to tell him to stay away from the cliff just now, wanted to tell him that the imperial edict he received after returning to the palace was not his original intention...

But all the words were contained in his throat, as if there was an invisible force preventing him from speaking.

Pei Zheng looked at him deeply for a while.

"Do you have any ointment on you?"

The little man groped a few times in his arms, and he really found a small delicate medicine box, which exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.

This was given to him by Pei Zheng on the carriage today, and he obediently put it away.

Pei Zheng opened the small medicine box, dipped some ointment on his fingertips, leaned over, and gently smeared the little man's red forehead with his fingertips.

"Brother Pei..." The little man raised his eyes and looked at him, and called out softly, the water still rippling in his eyes, "You, are you angry?"

Brother Pei has been gloomy since just now, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look happy.

Pei Zheng froze for a while, then curled his lips into a smile, "No, I'm not angry."

He put away the medicine box and put the little man in his arms again, it was very soft and warm inside.

"It hurts you again, it just hurts."

The little man took his hand, "It's okay, brother Pei, you didn't mean it, you almost fell just now, you must be very scared, right?"

Pei Zheng held those little hands, put them on his cheeks, and rubbed them slightly, "Yes..."

I am afraid, very afraid, afraid of everything that has not happened, afraid that all the pain will be tasted again, afraid that even if I hold love, it will only hurt endlessly, afraid that I can only watch you leave without being able to recover …

Just like the cliff where the first snow fell, a fiery figure fell without regard for his life in the midst of the heavy snow...

Feeling that his head was lightly stroked twice, Pei Zheng raised his eyes, some red blood seeped inside, as if he was so depressed, as if he was about to collapse at any time.

"Don't be afraid, I will accompany you... Just like when I was afraid, brother Pei would suddenly appear to accompany me. I promised that brother Pei would always stand by your side, you and me..."

The sincerity and enthusiasm of the little man's eyes burned into Pei Zheng's heart like a fire. He stared at the red lips and leaned over to cover them gently.

The candle light went out.

Early the next morning, there was a loud noise outside the camp, Pei Zheng squeezed his brows and got off the bed, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Last night, he basically hadn't slept much, and his mind kept rummaging with memories of the past, good and bad like a revolving lantern staged one after another.

On the contrary, the little man lying beside him, even in such a bad camp in the wild, can rarely sleep so soundly.

Pei Zheng didn't do anything last night, just a long, wet and hot kiss, and then coaxed the little man to rest.

Seeing that the little man hasn't woken up yet, Pei Zheng put on his robes and left the tent.

He remembered that today he should be competing with the barbarian envoys in archery and equestrianism.

A lot of people and horses have gathered outside the tent, and the barbarian envoy Amule rode a tall horse and stood among the people, looking majestic and imposing.

Seeing Pei Zheng come out with an unhappy face, Cheng Feng reminded him in a low voice, "Master, the ambassador of Amule proposed to the emperor to try archery and equestrianism, and also nominated you to participate."

After Cheng Feng finished speaking, he saw that Pei Zheng had been staring coldly at Amule, who was on the horse not far away, his eyes were full of sternness and gloom, with a strong aggressiveness.

Suddenly, Pei Zheng suddenly pulled out Chengfeng's saber, his fingers volleyed in the air, and the sword flew straight towards Amule.

Pei Zheng stood on the spot and wielded his sword, the sword nimbly crossed the crowd, and flew to Amule's horse in an instant.

Everyone was in an uproar, the horse was shocked, and the front hooves suddenly rose high, throwing the person on the horse's back down.

Amule's reaction was also quick. He jumped down as soon as he put his hand on the horse's back. Just as he was about to land, the sword body turned and folded back, still entangled in him.

In order to avoid the sword, Amule couldn't react in time, and sat down on the ground.

A few ministers covered their mouths and began to snicker when they saw the barbarian envoys who had been arrogant just now make an appearance in public.

Amule stood up from the ground in exasperation, with a disheartened face, saw Pei Zheng standing calmly in front of the tent, pointed at him and said loudly, "Pei Zheng! You dare to make fun of me! I am an envoy sent by the barbarians. You honored guests of the Celestial Dynasty, is there a way of hospitality like yours in the world! You… you can’t want to avenge your personal revenge just because of your personal grievances!”

Everyone's eyes looked over.

At this time, I saw Pei Zheng hooked his finger, and the sword flew back obediently, with a bird stuck on the sword.

Cheng Feng folded the bird off the sword, waved it and threw it among the crowd, then put the sword back into its scabbard.

"This morning, the bird was roaring so loudly that it made people irritable. I was just looking for some peace and quiet. Why did the envoy react so much?"

Pei Zheng smiled and glanced at the other ministers lightly, who then lowered their heads honestly.

There is no bird noise this morning, the most noisy one is this Amal envoy.

Amule gritted his teeth and looked at Pei Zheng fixedly, "Okay, okay, I have seen Master Pei's sword-fighting skills, but I don't know if the others are equally impressive?"

Pei Zheng restrained his smile and raised his chin slightly, as if he was unattainable and extremely cold and arrogant.

"What do you want to do, do everything to accompany you."

There was some movement from the tent behind him at this time. It seemed that someone jumped off the bed with bare feet, and then ran over with his legs.

Regardless of how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, Pei Zheng turned around and entered the tent again, leaving the others out.

Amule raised his voice to his back, "Master Pei, I'll wait for you outside the woods, don't make excuses!"

The tent curtain just fell down.

Pei Zheng opened his arms and directly took the little man who ran over into his arms. Looking down, he really didn't wear shoes, and stepped on the ground with bare, small and tender feet.

Picking up his legs and picking him up, Pei Zheng scolded him in a low voice, but his tone was full of tenderness and doting, "Why did you come down without wearing shoes? Huh?"

The little man obediently hooked his neck, nestled in his arms and said dully, "Brother Pei, I didn't see you when I woke up... I thought, thought... you've left..."