Traveling through the troubled times of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Yu Wencheng quietly described the outline and expression of that person in his heart - his translucent eyes, exquisite facial features, and worried expression... He had hidden in the corner and watched him secretly for countless times, but he never dared to do it like this, Looking at him openly, I felt a sense of satisfaction in my heart.

Those who should leave, stay far away from him, but desperately want to see him, even if it's just to take a look at him from a distance... Contradictory and complicated psychology fills his heart, making him suffer day and night.

At this moment, Luo Cheng didn't have the mentality to comprehend what Yu Wencheng was thinking. He held his breath, and carefully opened his long gown that was close to his skin.He felt that his hands were trembling. He had been on the battlefield countless times, and he had seen more serious wounds than this one, but when he saw his wound, he felt like crying.

Because I have been deliberately avoiding myself, the wound on my chest has not been healed in time, it has festered, and it is a mess. I don’t know where I picked up the gray gown. At the wound, the injury became more serious.

Luo Cheng didn't know where to put his hands. He stared at his wound, feeling his eyes getting hotter and hotter. He twitched his lips and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Yu Wencheng shook his head, calmly said: "It doesn't hurt."

Luo Cheng raised his head to look at him, his eyes were foggy, and he couldn't see his face so close.

Yu Wencheng also responded to him with indifferent eyes, as if he didn't say anything, and it seemed that everything was in silence.

Standing in front of the tent, Li Yuanji stared blankly at the two people in front of him. He hated himself for hurrying to his main tent when he heard that Luo Cheng had received the medicine from the military doctor, but what he saw was the scene in front of him. .

With little effort, Li Yuanji immediately recognized the ugly person in front of him as Yuwen Chengdu. The reason was nothing more than one. There was no one else besides Yuwen Chengdu who could treat Luo Cheng so intimately.

Ever since the Heifenggang incident, he already knew that Yuwen Chengdu was not dead, but he still said to himself that as long as Yuwen Chengdu and Luo Cheng were not allowed to meet each other, over time, he would definitely be able to replace Yuwen Chengdu in Luo Cheng's heart .

But the scene in front of him made Li Yuanji no longer have the confidence of the past. Luo Cheng looked at Yu Wencheng with guilt, distress, and reluctance... The most important thing was that he saw love in his eyes.This was something he had never seen in Luo Cheng's eyes. He thought he was still young and didn't know how to express love, but he didn't know that the person he expressed was not himself.

Li Yuanji didn't even know why he was still standing here. He was worried and distressed seeing Luo become another person.

At this moment, Luo Cheng's attention was all focused on Yu Wencheng's wound, and he didn't have any extra attention to distract Li Yuanji who was standing by the curtain.

Yu Wencheng looked down at Luo Cheng's Sichuan-shaped brows, which did not match Luo Cheng's age, and stretched out his hand to hold his long-lost wrist, which was still trembling slightly.

Yu Wencheng whispered: "I will do it myself."

"Don't move!" Luo Cheng growled at him, held his big hand behind his back, paused for a moment, was slightly taken aback, then leaned over and reached out to touch his forehead, and murmured, "Why is your body so hot? Could it be that the wound is inflamed, causing a fever."

"I'm fine, this little injury is nothing." Yu Wencheng said calmly, as if the devastated wound was not on his body at all.

The more bland he was, the more uncomfortable it was for Luo Cheng. He didn't know if he was angry, and said in a muffled voice: "Compared to falling off a cliff, this is really nothing."

Speaking of falling off the cliff, Yu Wencheng's eyes immediately dimmed a lot. For him, those days when he fell off the cliff were the darkest days in his life. If he hadn't been thinking about that person all the time, he might have died long ago.

His face was scratched by a tree branch, and his throat was injured. He was injured all over his body, not only the two scars on his face. If he hadn't been rescued by a farmer collecting firewood at the bottom of the mountain, his life would have been lost. up.In the dilapidated hut in the mountains, he drowsily relied on his tenacious will to sleep for half a month before he gradually regained consciousness, and after that it was a long period of healing.

He hated himself at that time, he was powerless, he could only lie flat on the bed with his eyes open, like a living dead, relying on the charity of others to survive. Fortunately, the people in the mountains were relatively simple, although they all thought he was dead, But at last he was not thrown in the wilderness, but he was picked up and fed with rice water, so he survived.

One day, the person whom he longs for day and night is in front of him, and Yu Wencheng's heart is surging. Needless to say, during those difficult days, the name Luo Cheng was the only reason he wanted to live.

Luo Cheng pursed his lips tightly and gently wiped the wound on his chest. In the huge camp, although the two of them stopped talking, there was a faint warmth between them.

Li Yuanji was so overwhelmed by this tacit understanding, he turned around suddenly, forced himself not to look at the two of them, and said stubbornly in his voice: "Since you are fine, I will go out first." Before Luo Cheng After replying, he raised the curtain and strode out of Luo Cheng's tent.

Luo Cheng looked at the curtain that was shaking because of the strong pull, and only had time to see the back of the man leaving. Judging from the back, the man's mood was definitely not good, Luo Cheng frowned slightly.

As soon as he got out of the camp, Li Yuanji bent down, put his hands on his knees, and took a big breath, his pretentious composure collapsed in an instant.Even he himself didn't understand, since it was so difficult, why he still insisted on standing there, watching the communication between the two for so long.

When he learned from Li An that Yuwen Chengdu might not be dead, Li Yuanji thought about how he would treat him. Maybe he would find Yuwen Chengdu first before Luo Cheng knew his whereabouts, and then secretly Killing him, once and for all, this is what he thinks, and it's also what everyone around him who is familiar with his nature thinks.

However, seeing the joy in Luo Cheng's eyes and the focused look when he looked at Yu Wencheng today, Li Yuanji knew that he couldn't do anything.

No matter how brave he Yuwen Chengdu is, today is different from the past. Now he is the only one in the Li family, and his father is already the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. It's too easy, but even if Yu Wencheng is dead, so what?Luo Cheng will be sad, sad, continue to regret, and hate him forever...

Recalling that when the news of Yuwen Chengdu's death fell off the cliff, Luo Cheng was so sick, vomiting blood and fainting, if it happened again, he was not sure whether Luo Cheng would still survive.

Li Yuanji straightened up abruptly, and kicked hard on the snow. The snowflakes splashed all over the place. The guards all shrank their heads, and no one dared to come forward to persuade him.

Inside the tent, Yu Wencheng whispered: "Go and see him."

Luo Cheng looked up at him, and said softly: "No need." After that, he stopped talking and lowered his head again to carefully clean the wound for Yu Wencheng.

Yu Wencheng glanced outside the tent, turned his gaze to Luo Cheng, paused for a moment, and said slowly: "Your movements are slow."

Luo Cheng's hands that bandaged his wound paused, his expression was slightly stagnant, and he didn't say a word.

"Go see him."

Luo Cheng raised his head, looked at Yu Wencheng intently and said: "Don't think too much, I'm just worried that he will be in a bad mood and lose his temper, then someone in the military camp will suffer again. But he is not a child anymore, he should learn to Control your emotions."

"He can't control his emotions, but you can control his emotions." Yu Wencheng saw a flash of surprise in Luo Cheng's eyes, obviously he already understood what Li Yuanji was thinking, but he was just deceiving himself and not wanting to admit it.

Yuwen Chengdu smiled wryly in his heart, yes, he abandoned his duty of guarding Chang'an City, raised all the soldiers from Bingzhou, and dispatched all his troops to aid the Eastern Capital, just for one person, why did he do such a thing against the world?

There is no other solution but love.

Facing Yu Wencheng's gaze, Luo Cheng could only be silent.

The room became quiet, and the atmosphere did not become more harmonious because of Li Yuanji's departure.

Suddenly, a series of beating drums was heard outside the tent. Luo Cheng was waiting to ask, when a soldier outside the tent came in to report: "General Luo, there are generals beating drums in Bingzhou City."

"Can you see who it is?"

"It seems to be Liu Wuzhou, the leader of the thieves."

"Okay, order to go down, organize a group of soldiers, and follow me to have a look." Luo Cheng finished his work before fixing his eyes.

"General..." The subordinates looked at me and I looked at you, hesitating.

"Speak, what's going on?" Luo Cheng suddenly had a bad omen in his heart.

The soldier buried his head low, and said submissively: "His Royal Highness Qi Wang has already led people to fight."

Luo Cheng's complexion changed, he stood up suddenly, and was furious: "Li Yuanji went out to fight? I am the commander in chief of this expedition. Who let him go out?"

The soldier wept bitterly: "His Royal Highness King Qi is going, we can't stop him, and he also said that whoever dares to report to you will have his head later..."

These words are really not something that can be made up casually, they are very domineering like Li Yuanji.

Just now Li Yuanji slammed the tent and left, Luo Cheng knew that he was unhappy, but never thought that he would be so self-willed and angry that he went to fight Liu Wuzhou alone.Not to mention that Liu Wuzhou's own martial arts are not bad, and besides, Liu Wuzhou has many generals around him. Song Jingang, who was defeated by him before, also fled back to Bingzhou City and joined Liu Wuzhou.

The man Liu Wuzhou suffered a defeat two days ago, and now he is beating the drums and clamoring for battle. He obviously came prepared. With Li Yuanji's impulsive temperament, it's no wonder that nothing happened.

When Luo Cheng thought about it, he couldn't sit still. He put on the silver helmet in a hurry, picked up the spear in one hand, and walked out of the tent without saying a word. Just as his hand touched the curtain, he stopped suddenly, turned around, and said firmly: "Wait for me and rest here. Don't think about leaving again. If you leave, I will do nothing. I will leave everything here and find you."

Facing Yu Wencheng's deep eyes, Luo Cheng's tone was flat but sincere: "I won't let you bear it alone again."

"Wait for me." After finishing speaking, Luo Cheng turned and left the tent.

Yu Wencheng was left alone to touch the wound on his chest, carefully recalling what he said just now, not knowing how he felt.

But at the moment outside the city of Bingzhou, it is not as warm as it is now.

Outside the city of Bingzhou, Liu Wu Zhou swept away his decadence and sat on the horse with high spirits to meet Li Yuanji.

There was a lot of crying behind him, and the miserable crying was in stark contrast to Liu Wuzhou's relaxed expression at the moment. Who were these crying people?

It had to start with Liu Wuzhou calling for battle, and Li Yuanji volunteered to Feng Yong to step forward, wanting to have a good fight with him, to sweep away the depression in the tent before.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wuzhou didn't want to fight at all, but said in a clear voice with a strategizing face: "Come on, bring people forward."

So there is the previous scene.

These crying people were none other than Li Yuanji's family members in the backyard of Bingzhou Mansion.

"My lord, save me..."

"My lord, I am Xiangyun, my lord, I am your favorite Xiangyun, my lord, save me..." The leader is Liu Xiangyun, the biological daughter of the nanny Chen, who was tied behind her hands and pushed to the edge of the city wall superior.

Li Yuanji took a closer look, his eyes were burning, and he shouted: "Liu Wuzhou, you are still a man, if you have the ability, you will come at me."

When Liu Wuzhou was scolded, he was not angry at all, instead he said with a smile: "I heard that the third son of Li Yuan, surnamed Li, named Yuanji, was arrogant and indulgent, and behaved tyrannically. Could it be that the rumors are still wrong? Compared with what you have done, what I have done is just a drop in the bucket."

To be honest, Li Yuanji really didn't care about the life and death of these people. Although they lived in the backyard of his Prince Qi's mansion, to him, he didn't know most of them, and even if he did, he didn't have close friends. Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with him, but there is something that must be clarified right now.

"Why are you crying? You know how to cry, Liu Xiangyun, let me ask you, where is the nanny?" Li Yuanji asked anxiously.

"Mother... Mother..."

"Where is the nanny? I asked you something, but you said it!"

Liu Xiangyun burst into tears: "After these rebels captured Bingzhou City, they broke into the palace that night and arrested us all, saying that they could threaten the lives of our family members at that time. Mother, she heard You were the one who came to attack the city, and you didn’t want to be your burden or drag you down, so you hit the wall right away... full of blood... blood all over your head, and never woke up again."

Li Yuanji staggered twice, and was dumbfounded at the moment. He froze in place and murmured, "She's dead? She's dead..."