In the narrow, damp culvert, only the dripping sound of water droplets falling from the cracks in the stones could be heard.
Zhaxi Dawa lay flat on the cold stone slab, his mouth still covered by the muddy and blood-stained hand of Chen Qing.
He didn't move, he didn't even dare to breathe.
My nostrils were filled with the faint scent of ink and books emanating from the collar of Chen Qing's robe, along with the warm, sweet, and metallic smell of the wound on my left shoulder.
Chen Qing's head rested beneath his neck, a few strands of hair damp with cold sweat clinging to his chin.
As Chen Qing's faint breathing gently swept across the surface, the tickling sensation made half of Zhaxi Dawa's body go numb.
This commander, who could chop off heads on the Tubo grasslands as easily as chopping watermelons, was now in complete turmoil.
A few days ago, on the way back from the expedition, this Han Chinese scholar harassed and belittled him every day, trying to sow discord between him and his subordinates.
At that time, Zhaxi Dawa wished he could chop him up with a single blow;
Just now, at the critical moment when Gesang and the others betrayed him and Yang Tie threw out the poisoned arrow,
These Tubo brothers, who grew up drinking the same pot of mare's milk wine, all wanted to trade his life for the pills.
It was this Han Chinese scholar, who was utterly powerless, who rushed in pushing a brazier to save him.
Without hesitation, she shielded him from a deadly poisoned arrow with her own body!
"Thump, thump, thump..."
Zhaxi Dawa's chest pounded violently, so loudly that even he felt his ears ringing.
Chen Qing's body was still trembling, and the poisoned blood on his left shoulder had completely soaked through the clothes that the two of them were wearing together.
If they don't leave that poisoned arrow alone, the scholar won't survive until dawn!
The moment this thought crossed his mind, Zhaxi Dawa's fierce gaze suddenly turned scorching, and even his breathing became heavy and viscous.
He stretched out his two large, fan-like hands and carefully embraced Chen Qing's slender waist, which appeared exceptionally delicate in his palms. With a slight pull, he held their bodies tightly together, leaving no gaps.
"You saved my life, I'll never let you die..."
Zhaxi Dawa's apple bobbed up and down, and his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
He groped for Chen Qing's left shoulder in the darkness, pinched the arrow shaft with two fingers of his right hand, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the barbed sleeve dart with a soft "plop".
Chen Qing, still unconscious, groaned in pain, her eyebrows furrowed, and she gently shifted in Zhaxi Dawa's arms.
That twist completely blew Zhaxi Dawa's soul away.
Zhaxi Dawa's whole body was burning hot, like a red-hot iron.
He ripped open Chen Qing's blood-stained blue robe on his left shoulder, revealing the fair skin beneath.
By the faint moonlight filtering through the cracks in the stones above the culvert, one could see that the area around the wound had darkened.
Without any hesitation, Zhaxi Dawa lowered his head, opened his mouth, and pressed it against the wound on Chen Qing's left shoulder, sucking hard.
He sucked a mouthful of poisonous blood with a sweet and pungent taste into his mouth, then spat it into the nearby ditch with a "pui" sound;
Then came the second bite, and the third bite.
Warm lips and rough stubble rubbed back and forth against Chen Qing's delicate skin on his shoulder.
As Zhaxi Dawa sucked the poison from Chenqing's blood, one of his large hands remained tightly wrapped around Chen Qing's lower back. His rough fingertips, through the thin fabric, gently caressed the hollows of the scholar's spine.
His eyes were glazed over, as if he had drunk ten pounds of strong barley liquor.
Zhaxi Dawa only stopped sucking when the blood he sucked out turned bright red.
He tore off the lining of his battle robe and used it to bandage Chen Qing's wounds. Instead of letting go, he pulled Chen Qing closer, resting his burning chin on the top of Chen Qing's head, muttering to himself:
"I won't kill them..."
I will never say I'll kill you again.
Once we're out of this stinking ditch, I'll give you all the best BMWs and gold on the grasslands...
At the same moment, on the East Sea, thousands of miles away.
The armored floating fortresses of the Great Yan Navy were sailing smoothly with the help of the night wind.
In the spacious cabin on the second floor of the main ship, calming sandalwood incense burned in the four corners, and a glass palace lantern hung above the bed, casting a soft, dim light.
The three-zhang-wide nanmu canopy bed was covered with three layers of thick snow fox fur blankets.
Gu Moran lay sprawled out in the center, his muscular upper body bare.
To his left, Princess Kim Seon- Kim Seon-a of Goryeo was curled up on her side, one snow-white arm draped over his chest, her silk undergarment half-undone, revealing a large expanse of her smooth, rounded white shoulder;
Further to the left, Shen Ling'er and Meng Jiuning, two petite girls, were standing head to head.
Shen Ling'er's fingers were still clutching a strand of Gu Moran, her little face flushed from sleep.
To his right, Murong Xue, having removed her silver armor, was wearing only a bright red mandarin duck bodice. Her two long, straight, white legs were wrapped around Gu Moran's waist without any restraint, and she was hanging on him like an octopus.
[Ding! Warning! Warning!]
[Detection indicates that " Zhaxi Dawa," the Son of Destiny of the Western Frontier, has experienced the extreme suspension bridge effect under life-or-death circumstances, causing his psychological defenses to completely collapse!]
[WARNING! Zhaxi Dawa has developed a morbid and obsessive love for " Chen Qing," an undercover agent under the host's command, that transcends gender. His affection level has instantly skyrocketed to 92 (unwavering until death)!]
The main storyline of the "Iron-Blooded Conquest" in the Western Frontier has been irreversibly and severely distorted, and has now been forcibly changed to "The Tragic Love Affair Between the Grassland Overlord and the Charming Strategist"!
The logic of Heavenly Dao has become severely disordered and is currently undergoing a reboot and repair process...
[Ding! Heavenly Dao repair failed, triggering downtime compensation mechanism!]
Congratulations, host, on receiving an epic compensation prize!
[1. Special Physique: [ Body Impervious to Ten Thousand Poisons ] (All rare poisons, venomous insects, and miasma in the world are completely ineffective against the host, and the host's blood can neutralize all poisons)!]
[2. God-tier firearm blueprints: [Complete forging and fuse recipes for high-explosive shells (explosive grenades)]!]
A series of urgent electronic alarms rang in his mind, directly Gu Moran from his sleep.
Gu Moran suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the system panel floating in mid-air, glowing with an eerie green light. He froze in his warm bed, his lips twitching violently.
What is that?
Zhaxi Dawa, that eight-foot-tall, bearded Tubo giant, has taken a liking to Chen Qing?!
[Four chapters presented, thanks to: Cao Bao for the Inspiration Capsule x2, Twelve, Cat for the Update Urging Charm, Upside Down, Love You, Jackie Chan, King Oyster Mushroom, and Xiao Hua for the Likes]
And thank you to all the godparents who contributed their love and support!
(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧! Goodbye!