Chapter 60： The protagonist must die

The army stopped, and Xuanjia Commander rode up and immediately looked up at Xuanwutai with trembling pupils. The surprise in his eyes was not concealed. A closer look at the shock seemed to be dominated by a kind of disrespectful possessiveness. And intense.

He threw away the reins in his hands and turned to dismount, gazing at the little monarch on the Xuanwu platform for a moment. He took two steps forward with shortness of breath, and immediately stepped on the pedal, and the whole person swept onto the Xuanwu platform, like a cold light split in the cold wind, and jumped to Xuanwu platform in a blink of an eye.

Gong people were scared back by him for a few steps, and it was true that the murderous body of this man was too heavy. Even if he knew that he was the loyal dark guard commander around the little country monarch, the body couldn't help himself back backward at such a short distance.

He was standing a few feet away from Nie Jia and did not go forward. He unloaded the blood blade from his waist and threw it away. Then he ripped open the armor. During the process, he kept looking at Nie Jia ’s brilliant eyes. Until only the covered steel armor was left, he lifted his feet and walked beside him, kneeling on one knee.

"I thought you wouldn't be back." Nie Jia said before looking at him, his voice shaking.

The dark tide surged in the eyes of Xuanjia Commander. He said clearly, word by word, "No matter where the minister is, your side is where the minister is."

Nie Jia's uneasiness for half a month disappeared in his tender eyes at this moment.

"Hug me." Nie Jia gritted his teeth and held back tears, extending his hands to his lover, like a bullied child.

For such a request, it may be a panic to switch to anyone. Xuanjia Commander was not surprised, holding Nie Jia's waist in one hand and cuddling him from the ground. It seemed to be aware of the slight tremor on the little king. He couldn't help but stick the delicate little king in his arms. , With a low voice, said: "Senior sent you back to the palace."

Speaking of disregarding the eyes of the people and courtiers in the city, he directly took the little monarch away. Before leaving, his rough eyes scratched the face of the courtier under the Xuanwu platform fiercely. The deterrence contained in his eyes caused the courtier to bow his head in shock.

Along the way, Nie Jia hugged his lover's neck tightly, sniffing the seemingly bloodless gas on him, excited like the treasure he had recovered, and a burst of rushing heat was sprayed into his neckline. The commander of man felt that his arms seemed to be a tender little animal.

At this time, the entire Zhuolu City was quiet, and the people onlookers dared not show up in front of the bloodthirsty Tieqi. The courtier was pale and suddenly missed the opportunity to calm down Nanyi. It turned out that it was not Gao Wen, but the dark guard beside the little king. It is a pity that we have to eradicate the tyrant now, and I do n’t know what year and what month will be waiting for such a good opportunity again!

Jun Changyue was also in the crowd, and he looked like an ordinary rich man in plain clothes. He looked at the empty Xuanwutai, and then looked at the cold and bloodthirsty Triumphant Master in front of him. He said blankly, "He is very lucky."

What a coincidence, at this time, the dark guard led such a brave iron ride back to the city, nothing to do is enough to deter the courtier's rebellious heart, if it is one or two days late ...

The guard followed him silently with his head down and dared not to put his beak.

The ruler looked up at the **** corpse on the city wall with sad eyes, his eyes were red, and he dared not look at it anymore, "Go." It was none of his business.

In the palace, Xuanjia commanded Nie Jia back to Chiyun Palace all the way. When the silver bell in the hall was gone, he said nothing. He just placed him on the bed, squatted down on one knee and placed his cold feet Suddenly in his arms, he raised his eyes and said softly: "Is there any injury?"

Nie Jia shook his head with tears in his eyes and smiled, "I'm fine."

"The minister found a prescription in the Nanyi Palace, and brought it back together with the medicinal materials. Hearing that the continuation of the veins, he had already asked people to go down and prepare. Is the king willing to try?" The crippled legs are in pain and unbearable in my heart. I just want to turn around and kill the one who was too late!

Nie Jia nodded, reached out and touched her lover's cold faceplate, her voice was very soft, "You can call my name."

The man didn't shy away at all, his eyes looked at him with joy and pampering, "Eternal life."

"What about you? I never knew your name." Nie Jia said.

His eyebrows softened, "Xuanjia 21 has no name, Wang."

Nie Jiawei was stunned. This was indeed the case. Twenty-one Xuanjia people were the guardians of the king, and no name was needed.

"Then I will give you a name, and you will call it Shichen in the future, will you?" Nie Jia held his big hand with cold little paws, and slowly wrote the word "Chen" in his palm.

"Shi Chen." He shook his fingers and put Nie Jia's hand gently in his palm, a fierce emotion flashed in his eyes.

Nie Jia pursed her lips and smiled. The tears in her eyes had dried up, leaving only tenderness. He noticed that Shi Chen's Wuyi didn't know how many times the blood was soaked and dried up, so he called for someone to get him clean clothes.

It was also at this time that Shi Chen remembered how dirty he was and quickly placed Xiao Guojun's legs under the quilt. He took two steps back. "Rong Chen bathed and changed his clothes before serving his side."

Nie Jia tilted his head, and his eyes were filled with reluctance immediately, reaching out for a hug: "Take me."

Shi Chen was stunned for a moment, a pair of wolves eyes straightened, and he didn't know what kind of expression it was under the mask.

Who can bear the paranoid little monarch not only did not let people go, but left people in Chiyun Palace to watch him bathe. When Nie Jia didn't follow him, Chen Chen went into the water, and he was relieved to see that he had faded and had no new scars on his body. He was not hurt.

Shi Chen was soaking in the bath, Nie Jia was waiting next to him, watching his lover's wet, long body, sweet and itchy.

After a while, Chen cleaned himself cleanly, dressed stiffly and neatly under the direct gaze of Xiao Guojun, and his heart almost popped out of his mouth.

"You came back from Nanyi, the boat was tired, the weather was so cold, and you should take a good rest." Nie Jia leaned on his broad shoulder and gently blew into his ears when he was held by Shichen again.

Shi Chen stiffened his spine, and the more he confided in his closeness with Xiao Guojun, the more irrational thoughts were born. This was just after bathing, and the back was soaking the sweat. Nie Jiayou didn't know that she was irritating Shi Chen, and she was still lying in the arms of the person and scratching her heart.

Fortunately, the palace people standing in the dormitory interrupted Nie Jia's harassment of Shi Chen, and the people kneeled on the ground as soon as they entered the palace. They did not dare to look at the picture of the king being held in.

"Go out." Shi Chen's voice was hoarse and he coughed slightly to cover his gaffe.

Nie Jia couldn't help smiling, took a bite in his neck, and immediately felt the tightness and stiffness of his lover's arms.

The Gong people quickly retreated, and Shi Chen strode forward to put Nie Jia on the bed, and beside the bed was a bucket of medicine that the Gong people had just brought in, and there was a hint of seemingly absent medicine in the bucket.

Shi Chen knelt on one knee next to the bed and soaked Xiao Guojun's bruised legs in a medicine bucket. At this time, all the emotions were dissipated, watching Xiao Guojun's legs slender as if they would be broken when folded. , Leaving only regrets and grief.

"My legs will be fine." Nie Jia could see his sudden low mood and quickly comforted him: "Since it is something in the Nanyi Palace, it is of course effective, I believe you."

Shi Chen raised his eyes and looked at him, breathing heavily.

Nie Jia just smiled at him with a sweet smile and no deep shadows.

Shi Chenbian also softened his eyes as he dipped his hands in the medicine bucket and gently rubbed his legs. "Chen will definitely find a way to heal your legs."

"Well, you will." Nie Jia pinched his ear.

He talked to Shi Chen in this way, and after spending about half a scent of incense, Shi Chen was back in the bed.

After lunch, it snowed again. Shi Chen dialed the charcoal fire in the hearth and leaned on the bed to tell the little monarch about the situation in Nanyi until he found that the people in the bed were in a state of insanity. "Sleep when you are sleepy. The minister is here to guard you."

Nie Jia used his power to reshape the broken bone slightly and collapsed so that he couldn't open his eyes. He held his pinky finger and lifted the corner of the quilt and faintly said: "It's so cold, I'm in pain, I want you to hug Sleep with me. "

When Shi Chen saw his pale appearance, he felt a lot of pain in his heart, so he refused to push off his military boots and lay down next to Nie Jia. He didn't wait for him to come over and reached out to embrace the tender and slender little monarch in his arms. Gently persuaded: "Sleep, Chen will always be by your side."

Xi Wuren's body was as hot as a soldering iron. Nie Jia sat down in the arms of Chen Shi and sat down in a comfortable posture.

Shi Chen listened to the gentle uniform breath of Xiao Guojun, his eyes slowly filled with a thin layer of blood. A very light whistle sounded beneath the mask, and immediately a black shadow rolled over the beam and knelt on one knee.

Shi Chen turned over and sat on the bed next to the bed, looking at the black armor, and made two gestures with cold eyes.

Xuanjia immediately clenched his fists, "the subordinate leads the life."

When Shi Chen waved his hand, Xuanjia immediately withdrew outside the palace and disappeared into the snow.

When Shi Chen came back to Zhuolu City, the atmosphere in the city suddenly changed. It was like throwing a whole pot of boiling water into the cold lake. No one dared to open his teeth and dance his claws. The ambitious courtiers dared not raise their heads, and they became daring not to be angry. Quail less dare to speak.

But some people were **** dead. In the afternoon, a certain minister of the Ministry of War and Yulin Army commanded Hengzo Street. The death was terrible. I want to know who took the hand. Do n’t say that the family of the two adults collected their corpses. Kneeling down the street didn't even cry.

Not to mention Chaotang for a while, the whole Zhuolu City was panicked.

When Nie Jia came back from Shi Chen, he didn't care about anything, and he didn't go to the Chao Dynasty. Naturally, he didn't find a few ministers in Chao Tang. He only stayed with Shi Chen every day and became a complete faint monarch.

He held Nie Jia's slender ankles half a month later and worriedly said: "It hasn't had any effect for so long."

"Yes, you see." Nie Jia moved the rounded toes and toes with difficulty. He could completely overdraw the power at one time to cure the disability of his legs, but then I don't know how long it takes to sleep to rest. This half-month period repaired his legs intermittently, but the injury of Jun Changsheng was so serious that it only recovered to this extent after half a month.

Moreover, before the legs are good, Shi Chen can be held wherever he goes, which is the same for Nie Jia.

As soon as his voice fell, Shi Chen looked silly at his toes and then looked up at him violently, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Soon, I can walk down and fight side by side with you." Nie Jia smiled embarrassedly. He spent a lot of energy to repair the bones and tendons, and now only the skin wounds are left, which will be cured soon. Too.

Shi Chen looked at him silly, then frowned slowly, and there was a trace of tears in his eyes.

Nie Jia could not help feeling sad when he looked at his cheerful and self-blaming look, and gently tapped on his faceplate with his fingertips, "Can this be taken down?"

When Shi Chen's eyes were gentle, his five fingers stretched on his visor to remove the cold steel that covered half of his face. Nie Jia quickly kissed his lips and looked at him closely, said softly, " You cured my leg, what reward do you want? "