[BL, MTL] The Villain and I are Best Friends (Quick Wear)

Chapter 60: My Uncle and I are Best Friends (9)

It was a hairpin, a hairpin that he specially sent to the Qingyan Palace this morning. The jade crown that bound the hair lacked support. As long as the owner made a small movement, he stumbled and fell again. Rolling to the ground pitifully.

Three thousand blue hairs fell softly, covering all the emotions that could be shown on the young man's profile. In such a critical situation, Zhao Chong was also surprised why he would be distracted by these insignificant things, but compared to the top of his head, Looking at the hairpin on his chest, he really wanted to know the young man's expression at this moment.

Is it decisiveness, hesitation, or the joy of finally being able to kill the enemy with your own hands?

"Hey--"

The dagger was suddenly used with force, almost scraping out a spark on the barrel of the black spear. He was attacked from both sides. Zhao Chong knew that he should backhand the young man off his horse and concentrate on fighting the enemy. But for some reason, he The young man in white clothes fell into such a dirty pool of blood.

So he just raised his hand and exerted force, completely exposing his chest to the young man.

"Crack."

The dagger broke, and the petite assassin who had the advantage just now stopped her hand and rebounded, trying to return to the branches and leaves where she had hidden before. But time waits for no one, every inch is longer and every inch stronger, the red tassel is fluttering, and the bright silver The tip of the gun was pulled out into a beautiful flower, and then meteors penetrated her throat like a moon.

At the moment when the man exerted his strength, the young man in his arms suddenly grasped the hairpin tightly and stabbed down fiercely -

"Boom!"

"Pfft -"

The heavy sound of the assassin landing on the ground came, but Zhao Chong did not feel the expected pain. He lowered his eyes and saw that the young man with loose black hair was holding a hairpin in a daze, and the sharp tail of the hairpin also had a drop that had penetrated the body. A poisonous insect with black blood.

"I want to kill you," the fingertips holding the hairpin turned white with such force, the young man muttered and repeated as if to confirm something, "I want to kill you." He did

not say any more words to provoke the other party, knowing that The Gu worm was so powerful that Zhao Chong held the young man's hand with rare tenderness, then pried open the white fingertips one by one, and pulled out the still dangerous hairpin.

The small golden hairpin fell on the soft grass in the forest, making almost no sound, as if all the strength in the body was drained away, the young man's body went limp, and he almost fell from the back of the dark cloud.

"Don't touch me!"

He quickly supported the other person with quick eyes and hands, but received an annoyed scolding. However, Zhao Chong, who understood why the young man was angry, did not feel offended at all.

The other party really wanted to pierce his heart with a hairpin at first. After so many years of training in the military, Zhao Chong would not admit his mistake with such determination and killing intent.

But why did the young man suddenly give up? Is it because of his impulsive act of exposing his life gate to the other party, or because...

"Your Majesty doesn't want to see this king get hurt, does he?" He patted Wu Yun on the back to signal the other party not to move, and Zhao Chong let go in an obedient manner. , my heart was filled with a kind of satisfaction that was even more pleasurable than winning a battle on ordinary days.

"I just can't let you die in the hands of foreigners," the young man's voice was hoarse and hoarse as he supported the horse, "Zhao Chong, I will kill you with my own hands." "One day, I will kill you with my own hands

. "

Then I will wait, waiting for Your Majesty to come and take my life with your own hands." He agreed as nonchalantly as a lunatic. Zhao Chong even wanted to laugh happily, but there was no such thing in his tone anymore. This kind of condescending teasing has a hint of unnoticeable solemnity.

Regardless of carelessness or mistake, he had indeed saved half his life from the young man just now. Facing an opponent who almost gave him a fatal blow, Zhao Chong would certainly give him due respect.

The sound of uniform horse hooves came, and Ta Xue took the lead. Finally, he hurried over with the elite soldiers under Zhao Chong. Knowing that this place was remote and far away from the defensive line, Zhao Chong did not blame too much, and just finished the work of finishing the aftermath. He explained briefly.

Naturally, the disheveled emperor could not be easily glimpsed by others. Regardless of the other party's struggle, Zhao Chong took him in his arms and rode the dark clouds along a path back to the tent where the young man first woke up.

Because the assassination took place in a remote place and was deliberately blocked by Zhao Chong's elite soldiers, the autumn hunting had not been disturbed by this sudden commotion. There was still an hour before the prescribed count time. In order to compete for the title of the number one autumn hunting , the young talents who are secretly competing will naturally not return so early.

With no one around, Zhao Chong got off his horse and carried the young man on horseback to the bed neatly and without refusal.

As one of the two most capable servants under Zhao Chong, Xishun naturally knew everything that happened in the hunting ground from relevant channels. He had prepared all the items that might be used in advance. Xishun was pouring a cup for each of the two people in the room. After the tea was hot, he bowed and retreated in a wise manner.

"Drink some tea to warm yourself up. I saw that your hands were very cold just now." Zhao Chong put the teacup of just the right temperature into the other person's hand and sat down on the other side of the bed.

Although they had gone through an assassination, thanks to Zhao Chong's extraordinary force, apart from the black hair that the young man himself had messed up, it was difficult to find any embarrassment on the two of them.

"As expected, the assassins this time should be dead soldiers trained by those small border countries." Picking up the wooden comb and hair crown that Xishun placed on the tray not far away, Zhao Chong sat beside the young man, casually He combed the other party's hair slowly and said, "Sitting in the position of regent, I don't know how many people want my life openly and secretly."

Zhao Chong is not only good at governance, but also a famous god of war in the Ling Dynasty. If If the other party can be made to disappear from this world, then the current decline and decline of the Ling Dynasty royal family alone cannot stop the carving up of the other small countries.

The ministers in the court supported Zhao Chong so much, but in the end they were still afraid that the original owner, an incompetent monarch, would lead them all to death.

Things have reached the chaotic stage of the original work where the ruler is not the king and the minister is not the subject. Ling Rui, Ling An, and Zhao Chong all have their own faults.

"Others always say that I, the 'King Side by Side', am so majestic, but in fact, I only get to sleep peacefully a few days a month." Unmoved, the

young man slowly stroked the warm tea cup in his hand. : "That's what you asked for."

"Yes, I just love the feeling of having great power." Seeing that the ruse of betrayal was discovered, Zhao Chong was not only not embarrassed, but also showed his anger in front of the young man who had been deprived of power. He laughed out loud, "Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts from God. With your Majesty's character, you don't want to understand the feeling of life and death." "

Who said I don't want to?" It seems that he has recovered from the previous ambush. After regaining his composure, the young man took a sip of tea, and his voice returned to its usual calmness, "Thunder, rain, and dew, life and death, I will let your uncle have a taste of it one day." "

One day, one day. ," Repeating the words that he had heard twice from the young man, Zhao Chong deliberately smiled and misunderstood the other party's meaning, "It seems that your Majesty is really looking forward to a future with this king." "

You!"

was shocked by the other party's shamelessness. Shocked, the young man turned around and glared, but he forgot that his hair was still in the other person's hand. Under the influence of the two, Zhao Chong could clearly see a layer of physiological tears filling the other person's eyes.

"Cough."

Unable to hold back his laughter, Zhao Chong quickly covered his smile with a cough. The menacing tiger suddenly turned into a kitten with teeth and claws. The relationship between the two was subtle and full of fire | The atmosphere suddenly collapsed in the young man's red eyes.

"You don't know how to tie your hair at all," the young man pretended to be serious and said, as if trying to find an excuse for what he had just done, "You hurt me."

Zhao Chong, who had indeed been combing his hair for a long time with no results: " ...."

Well, as a man who has lived in the military all year round, he really couldn't get enough of the exquisite and gorgeous hair crown in his hand. He glanced at the tray with many objects again, and Zhao Chong found it in the corner of the tray as he wished. A hairband with gold patterns on a white background.

It seems that Xishun is indeed much more careful than Xide. He threw away the hair crown and picked up the hairband, and Zhao Chong skillfully tied up the young man's smooth and bright green hair: "When you go hunting, you must be neat and tidy. "

Those flashy hairpins and jade crowns, your majesty should wait until he goes to court to use them." "Did

n't my uncle personally choose my outfit this morning?" The young man raised his eyebrows as if to win the game. He clearly exposed the man's words, "This excuse is really bad for the emperor."

The little kitten became more and more courageous. He took the tea cup from the other man's hand, and Zhao Chong narrowed his eyes slightly: "This is what I, the king, I don't want to hear it."

"But I have to say it," the young man raised his head provocatively, as if he was venting his resentment for not having the heart to do anything before, "If I can make the emperor unhappy, that's probably what I want most... Hmm!"

The lips that had been warmed back to light pink by the tea were instantly blocked by another pair of lips. The tall man firmly clasped the back of the young man's neck and pressed the young man on the bed with a little force.

"Zhao... um... um!"

The struggle was fruitless. All the young man's accusing words were shattered and defeated in the opponent's offensive. The breath was far less lasting than the man's. After a while, the young man with red cheeks was helpless in the man's attack. He went limp in his arms.

Biting the other person's lip as if in punishment, Zhao Chong was finally willing to let go of the young man who was almost out of breath: "Your Majesty is not good, so I will naturally find a way to shut up your Majesty's mouth."

"You are so presumptuous!" Try your best! After calming down his breathing, the young man in disheveled clothes gave the man on top of him a hard push, "It's not the time now, and we're not in Qingyan Hall!" "

Isn't it good to change places occasionally?" He held the young man's two hands with one hand. With his wrists clasped above his head, Zhao Chong chuckled and loosened his collar, "There is still an hour before the ministers return. If your Majesty is willing to cooperate, you may be able to catch the bonfire banquet in the evening." "

Don't blame me for being cruel. Your Majesty's stab to the chest is something that I will remember firmly in my heart."

--If it hadn't been for that Gu insect that suddenly disrupted everything, it's still unclear whether he could have returned to camp intact today.

The red gauze tent was warm and the curtains were hung low. Xishun, who was guarding the door, stopped the palace maid and eunuch who was bringing food and pretended not to hear all the ambiguous sounds in the tent.