Lanling covered the moon

Chapter 169 Suffering

"Yu Wenyong?" Zi Mo felt that this person was not someone who could still pretend to be slapped, so he moved closer and scratched his eyelids, but he still didn't move, and leaned closer to listen to his heartbeat. , there was no movement at all!

"Yu Wenyong!" Zi Mo raised his voice and couldn't believe that Yu Wenyong, the dignified Emperor of Zhou, would die in such an accident. Yu Wenhu was alive and well, how could he die like this? !After sniffing, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The breath was well-proportioned and he didn't look like he was about to die immediately, but it was so strange, why didn't he have a heartbeat? !

A hand restlessly moved from Yu Wenyong's right chest to the left hesitantly, and then carefully turned his face sideways to the man's chest and put it against his ear. Sure enough, this man was born with a strange heart, his heart was born on the right side.The heartbeat became faster and faster, and Zimo's head got closer, so the rhythm of the heartbeat became faster and faster, like a drumbeat, and it was about to jump out of his chest.

"What are you doing? I didn't win at the top, so I wanted to take advantage of my ignorance to prepare for a sneak attack?" Yu Wenyong had just woken up, and the man's face was pressed against his chest, such intimacy made Yu Wenyong overwhelmed Take a breath,!They are enemies, even if they are in trouble together at the moment, Gao Changgong doesn't need to be so concerned about an opponent.

And as he approached his chest, he was unconcealably cramped. He was always calm and composed. He had never bumped his heart like a deer before, and his breathing became short of breath. He began to worry that a mouthful of hot blood would gush out of his chest if he continued like this. His throat and chest were hot and dry, which made his face, which was as dead ashes, turn red a little.He raised his hand to push Zimo's head away, but a sharp pain accompanied his movement, and he let out a muffled groan.

Zimo turned his head and saw that the pool of dark red blood flowed from Yu Wenyong's arm. The golden thread was extremely sharp. When he grabbed the metal thread with one hand and tried to save Zimo, he was actually cut so badly. bone.

After tearing it up, Zimo generously tore off a hem of his battle robe to bandage Yu Wenyong's wound, and said, "When did we become enemies? Did I rob you of your windmill when I was young, or did I carry it to cover you? The scapegoat for killing the emperor of Zhou? Or am I blocking the way of His Majesty Yu Wenyong, the emperor of Zhou, to dominate the world?" Tie a bow on the wound very stubbornly, and Zimo felt angry.

"You don't have to argue with me like this, you and I are destined to be rivals, even if this is not my original intention, but after all, this fighting situation cannot be changed. I, Yu Wenyong..." Yu Wenyong looked ahead Zimo's face was suddenly enlarged, and his heart was dripping with cold sweat, and his heart was raised in his throat, no, it was about to pop out!So the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.

"You..." Tongue tied, Yu Wenyong looked at the magnified Chang Gong's eyes, and felt that the eyelashes almost poked his face, it turned out that this man's eyes were as clear as a spring, In it, his own face.The tip of his nose was about to collide, but Gao Changgong turned his face slightly and took a deep breath. Yu Wenyong himself didn't know why his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously and his body tensed up because of his beautifully shaped lips.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Zimo explored this Yu Wenyong, who was obviously so stubborn that he couldn't help himself. He really wanted to beat him again so that he would not have paranoia, but his face was pale and his lips were dry. , So Zi Mo's outstretched hand changed from a fist to a curved finger and flicked heavily on the man's forehead!

Sudden pain in his forehead, Yu Wenyong growled: "What are you doing?!" Covering his forehead with one hand, it was already red.

"Phew... If I had known that your emperor was doing so miserably, I shouldn't have left by myself. Yu Wenhu is so suspicious, thinking about it, you, the emperor, will not be easy to do. Don't be so nervous, you are not human Everyone wants to harm you, if you hadn't led troops to invade Qi, I wouldn't be your enemy." Zimo sat down next to Yu Wenyong against a wall, his whole body ached, did he come from such a height? The place fell and it was good luck not to lose a limb.

"Hmph, what do you Gao Changgong understand about me? Do you know that if I make a mistake day and night, I will be doomed?! You saw how my elder brother died, he died for me! He died for I, Zhou Guojiangshan, died!! How could I let him die in vain!" Yu Wenyong slammed his fist on the ground beside him, and his other hand was bleeding, but he didn't even frown.How can someone who dares to gamble with his life not be familiar with pain? !He, Yu Wenyong, has no blood or tears, just like what his elder brother entrusted before his death.For the king to be ruthless and give up the thoughts he shouldn't have, no one can control his direction.If the wavering person is himself, then he will cut off all his hesitation, leaving only an invincible self who can dominate the world.

Zi Mo turned his head to look at Yu Wenyong, his brows were tightly knit, his eyes were concentrating, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood.Feeling sad but really didn't know what to do to help, so Zimo stretched out his finger to Yu Wenyong's lips, trying to help him wipe off the blood stains.

Yu Wenyong tilted his head to dodge, and then grabbed Mo Mo's shoulders and grabbed it back. He rubbed and wiped it with the pulp of his fingers, and wiped off the dark red blood on the chapped lips.

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka. You must first work hard on your heart and mind. You, Yu Wenyong, will be able to unleash your ambitions and dominate the world in the future. The sufferings of the past will be a test, and you will not suffer in vain." Zimo comforted him.

"Oh, you can think about it, don't you Gao Changgong have the ambition to dominate the world?!" These words were originally a comfort, but Yu Wenyong felt quite uncomfortable when he said it from Gao Changgong's mouth, and approached and said, "Compete with me!" The world must be you who are prolific and respectful, and you are the only one who is worthy of being my Yu Wenyong's lifelong rival! You are so understated, it seems that you don't pay attention to the world's struggle at all. Could it be that you still underestimate me?" His eyes showed anger Unexpectedly, Yu Wenyong didn't care that his hand was bleeding, he clasped Chang Gong's hand and dragged it on his chest, his eyes darkened, and the blood gurgling from his palm meandered down Zi Mo's wrist.

"I'm just a little prince, how can I have the qualifications to compete with you, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, for the supremacy of the world? Yu Wenyong, you are too proud of me!" Zi Mo shook his arms, but Yu Wenyong still remained motionless, trying to compete. Ken let go. Hearing this, he was even very anxious. He leaned forward and shouted anxiously, "If you don't have the qualifications, no one in the world has the qualifications! Why, I just have such a wish, why don't you treat me as a An upright opponent?!" During the stalemate, Yu Wenyong actually used brute force to push him over, Zi Mo leaned back and saw that the face of the man above was greatly pressed down, and Yu Wenyong unexpectedly Unaware that such a posture was too embarrassing, as if in a bewilderment, he let his body press heavily on Zimo's chest.

"Yu Wenyong!!" Zi Mo suddenly turned his face, and the breath of the man above was hot on his white and slender neck, and he pushed his knees, and the man let out a muffled grunt and relaxed his strength, so Zimo nimbly rolled out from below, but when he got up, he saw Yu Wenyong curled up with a pale face covering his stomach.

"If you treat me as an opponent, you should clearly distinguish the current situation! I can run and walk, how about you? You hurt your arm, and seeing the blood at the corner of your mouth, you should have suffered internal injuries, you..." Zimo just said I don't think it's anything, but now when it comes to this internal injury, I feel suspicious for a while.The two fell together, and the one who was more seriously injured should be himself. Why did Yu Wenyong vomit blood instead?

Quickly helped Yu Wenyong, who was sweating, to sit up, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you hurt so badly?" Zimo saw that Yu Wenyong was gritting his teeth like he was in extreme pain, but he refused to say anything What, so I looked around and found that there was a blood mark on a coffin in the tomb. Zi Mo turned Yu Wenyong's back, and there was a wound that was so sticky that his shirt was red.

"Did you fall on that coffin? No, you and I fell from the same place together, you won't be the only one who fell on that coffin, you..." Zi Mo suddenly remembered something, a little The picture flashed away so quickly, I thought it was a dream, but now it became clear again.Before touching the ground, Yu Wenyong hugged him tightly and turned around, and then used his body to cushion the bottom.Before Zimo's eyes darkened, he saw the coffin and the blood spit out from Yu Wenyong's mouth. There should be some blood splashed on his face.

This is not a dream!Zimo raised his hand to wipe his face, and sure enough, there were bloodstains from his face on the back of his hand.

"Why didn't you say that you were injured so badly?!" Zi Mo was very annoyed for a moment, he wanted to hug Yu Wenyong on the ground, but this obviously underestimated the kid's height, so he quickly squatted down and carried Yu Wenyong on his back There is no water and no medicine here, I should think about going out first, the time to speak has been delayed for some time, this kid is injured like this and pretends to be fine, he was almost deceived by him!

Zimo hurriedly turned around in the tomb looking for the exit, Yu Wenyong was yelling to let him down, but finally he was so painful that he couldn't speak, and when he walked out of the tomb, his head hung down on Zimo over the shoulders.

"Yu Wenyong, what are you talking about, Yu Wenyong?" Walking in the dark and long passageway of the tomb, Zi Mo turned his head and called Yu Wenyong uncomfortably. Zi Mo is in a hurry.

"Don't bark, my ears hurt..." After a long time, Yu Wenyong replied softly.

Only then did Zimo let out a long breath, he lifted the person on his back up, and comforted him: "I am familiar with this underground tomb, and my subordinates have gone through the secret passage here, although going around will take some effort, But at any rate, this road is open, if you hold on, I will definitely find the exit! You can't die!"

"Hehe." Yu Wenyong raised his eyelids with difficulty, and said with a soft smile on Zimo's shoulder, "I said where did your helmet come from? It turned out to be snatched from this tomb. You are a dignified man. The prince of Lanling actually wants things from the dead..." It seemed as if something had been pierced into his abdominal cavity in his back, and Yu Wenyong actually broke out in a cold sweat even when he moved, but he felt relieved for no reason.It seems that because he is about to die, many things that should be carefully considered and planned can be put aside first, and it seems that it is because everyone is dead except for the two of them, no one wants to kill him, no one is watching him, only This Gao Changgong was anxiously looking for the way with his back on his back, so he was more like the original Yu Wenyong.This person is his most difficult enemy and the person he can trust the most in his heart. This is very contradictory, but it is unexpectedly so logical.

"What's the matter, I've always had no taboos...why are you sweating so much? I'm walking too fast?" Zi Mo tried to distract Yu Wenyong while talking, and looked back at his face, soil Gray color, not too good.

"No, I can hold on. It's just that no one has carried me for a long time. When my brothers were young, they would carry me to play cavalry games. At that time, it was really good..." Yu Wenyong was really hurt. , Whispering to say such soft and sad words, Zimo felt a little melancholy for a while.

"Then I'll recite you more, rightly it's your brother who recites you, anyway, I'm two years older than you..."

"You are not my elder brother, don't let me repeat that." Yu Wenyong's tone on his back suddenly sank, interrupting Zimo's self-indulgence.

All right. . . . . .No then no.Zimo Xiaxiazui, it is not rare for him to have such a moody brother!The tomb was stuffy, and I didn't know how long it took to find the way in the maze-like tomb. Finally, I saw the secret passage that Goudan and the others had opened up before. Zimo wiped his sweat and was overjoyed.But looking back at Yu Wenyong on his shoulder, he had already passed out and lost his reaction.

It was still dawn when I fell down, but when I got out of the tomb, it was full of stars.Zimo put Yu Wenyong on the grass by the stream, took some water from the leaves and poured it for him.Seeing that the blood on his back seems to be overflowing, thinking back, it should be Yu Wenyong's broken bone inserted into the abdominal cavity by his knee bumping action. Ant.It is life and death for him and Yu Wenyong to fight on the battlefield, but what if Yu Wenyong is accidentally injured by him and loses his life in his hand? !Zimo remembered that there should be some dried herbs on his body that Murong Chong used to treat his wounds before, so he rolled over Yu Wenyong's body, undressed him, and healed him.

Applying the medicine straightened the bone and then tied it with dry branches to fix it firmly. He had encountered many such broken bones himself, and now it is easy to help others.It's just that Yu Wenyong didn't know where the internal organs were broken, so he didn't know. The internal injuries were mysterious, and he couldn't cure the bleeding parts of the internal organs. He had to let Zhou Jun find him and take him back for treatment.

After giving Yu Wenyong a few more sips of water, he coughed and woke up.

"Great! You finally woke up." Zi Mo was elated.

"Are we out?" Yu Wenyong felt that those eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, and every frown and smile dazzled his eyes.

"En! I have to find a farm to resettle you, and let someone go to Nada Xiwu to pick you up!" Zi Mo said, carrying Yu Wenyong on his back and continuing to walk down the mountain. He vaguely saw the light of candles in the forest.

"Gao Changgong, you don't have to take care of me like this... Wouldn't it be better if I died." Yu Wenyong suddenly said something frustrating, making Zimo turn to look at him in confusion.

"I let you die like this. Isn't everything I did in the Xuanshi Palace in vain? You, Yu Wenyong, can be the emperor, and I have a share of the credit. Although others don't know, but I know it in my heart. You said, can I let you die easily?! Just now you were still proud in the tomb, but now you say such frustrating words, how can you be right to your brother?!" Zimo continued to walk down the mountain, Xia Feng was refreshing , making people feel a lot more comfortable.

In the wind, there is the fragrance of wisps of mountain flowers, as well as the barely audible smell of that person.The same faintness, the same makes people sink into it without defense.

Chang Gong's hair gently brushed Yu Wenyong's cheek, and the man on his back seemed to be tired, and slowly leaned on that shoulder.

"I am eighteen, I will get married when I go back..."

Zimo was taken aback, looked back, and then said with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, but I came out in a hurry today, and I didn't bring any presents to give. I will make up for it later."

. . . . . .Yu Wenyong slightly turned his face sideways, the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with unresolved sadness, he frowned slightly, and said, "I didn't ask you to give me a congratulatory gift, but I just wanted to tell you that I have had a heart for that person for a long time. Yes, but it’s impossible for me and him to be together... Yu Zhen, getting married will never be for any relationship. Because I am not worthy of talking about any relationship..."

"Your Majesty's sweetheart will be very sad, you sacrifice yourself like this."

"My life is not my own, let alone what kind of feelings..." Yu Wenyong's voice was muffled, and he buried his face in Zimo's hair.

"Your Majesty didn't tell me these things for congratulatory gifts, so why?" Zi Mo asked.

"In order for you to help me remember that period of love that made me fall in love at first sight, and probably will never be forgotten in my life. This kind of longing is too lonely, and I don't want to hide it by myself. With you knowing, I feel this affection It will not be erased. One more person will help me remember, so that I will never forget each other..." After he finished speaking, Zi Mo felt his hair stuck to the back of his head, thinking it was the wind blowing I didn't take it to heart.

Yu Wenyong raised his head slightly, his eyes were wet, then he closed his eyes and kissed the man's hair lightly, small teardrops rolled down his face delicately, and then slid into the Above the flying blue hair.The wind quickly dried up the traces, and when Zi Mo put Yu Wenyong on the bed of the farmer at the foot of the mountain, the cold-faced His Majesty Zhou Guo was in business as usual.

The author has something to say:

Hey, Yu Wenyong almost made me cry. . .