MTL - Dianxia Qingcheng-Chapter 233 Extra: After Tangyue 2 you, don't come again

A Lanyue carefully applied medicine to Zhao Litang's hand. The hand that used to be so slender and powerful, capable of holding a horse-drawn bow, and wielding a sword and a sword, now hangs down weakly, and the blood hole in the palm of the hand is covered with a scarlet sticky stick. fill up.

How painful should it be?

But with such a painful injury, the general never said a word from beginning to end.

Tears flowed out one by one uncontrollably, and Alanyue said softly, "General, this medicine can heal the wound faster, but it will be very painful after the medicine takes effect, you have to bear it..."

Zhao Litang's lips seemed to move, but the voice was too low, and Alanyue couldn't hear what he said.

"General, what did you just say? Can you repeat it again..." Alanyue approached cautiously.

Zhao Litang's tongue wriggled, and she tried her best to piece together a complete sentence.

He said intermittently, "Either...get out...or...kill...Amule..."

With a "click", the medicine box in A Lanyue's hand fell directly to the ground. His eyes were red, and he quickly bent down to pick it up, and then he didn't dare to look at Zhao Litang.

"General...I...I'll go first..."

After speaking, Alanyue hurried out of the cell with her mouth covered.

In the following few days, Amule did not return to the cell, and Zhao Litang received no other punishments except for some floggings.

Alanyue insisted on coming to see him in the cell every day, and Amule did not let other people come in, so Alanyue applied medicine to Zhao Litang herself, perhaps because the ointments she used were all good. The old wounds on Zhao Litang's body are gradually recovering.

However, Zhao Litang's attitude towards Alanyue was the same every day. It was either obvious disgust or hatred, or deliberate indifference and alienation. In addition, Zhao Litang also had a deep sense of betrayal in her heart.

This inexplicable emotion made him even more angry and painful.

But in the past few days, when Alanyue came, Zhao Litang rarely drove him away as soon as he came up. When he was giving himself medicine, he just looked away from him.

This small change has already made Alanyue very happy, as long as the general does not despise him and refuses to treat him by himself.

When Alanyue packed up and was about to leave the cell, Zhao Litang suddenly stopped him in a hoarse voice.

Alanyue was both surprised and joyful, so she hurriedly came to Zhao Litang and listened carefully to what he was going to say to her.

After Zhao Litang finished speaking, he stayed in place.

"How about it?"

Zhao Litang's throat was tight, and there was blood in his throat when he spoke, but his consciousness was extremely clear, and he asked the person in front of him word by word.

"I made a concession... just, this one request... you agree, or not?"

Alanyue tugged at the hem of her sleeve tightly, bit her lower lip and was very tangled, not knowing how to respond for a while.

Zhao Litang made a concession. He did not let himself kill his own brother, but let himself eavesdrop on the military situation of the barbarians and then tell him.

But in all fairness, A Lanyue felt no less pain than Zhao Litang. Even if it was such a request to betray his own nation, he couldn't refuse it, just because of the unbreakable feeling for Zhao Litang in his heart.

"If you can't do it...forget it..." Zhao Litang saw that he didn't answer for a long time, thinking that he had rejected his conditions, "...you will never come again...I don't want to see you again...if you still insist on coming... I will try to kill myself..."

"No!" A Lanyue said eagerly, the end of her eyes was already red again.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the scar on Zhao Litang's palm. This deep and ugly scar seemed to be deeply embedded in his heart, but instead of healing, day after day was pierced deeper.

"I...I promise you..."

For the next three days, Alanyue never went to that cell again.

Zhao Litang thought that he had regretted it, and would not come to see him again. When this idea came up, Zhao Litang felt a lot easier in his heart.

In fact, I didn't report much hope that he would help me, and to force him away would be considered a clean break.

But who knew that on the fourth day, that figure appeared again.

After not seeing her for a few days, Alanyue became even more emaciated and haggard, as if she hadn't had a good rest.

After he came, he asked the soldiers guarding the cell to retreat.

Those people were reluctant to leave at first, but Alan Yue said with a serious face, "I'm not discussing with you, but ordering you. If you don't want to obey, I'll just go to my brother."

As soon as these words came out, those few bowed their heads and bowed their heads in apology, and then went out.

Alanyue pursed her lips, walked over to Zhao Litang, and began to treat his newly added wounds. Unlike the past, he lowered his head the whole time without looking at Zhao Litang.

However, Zhao Litang's eyes never left his face from beginning to end. There were doubts and explorations in those eyes, and they were so complicated and deep that people couldn't see through.

After dealing with the injury, Alanyue put away the medicine box, but did not leave in a hurry, but stood aside, bowing her head and not speaking.

Zhao Litang saw that he had lost his anger, and suddenly he didn't want to ask anything, he said, "Let's go."

Alanyue raised her eyes and looked over, "General, I...have something to say..."

"I said, let's go."

Zhao Litang said again.

He could see the pain and struggle in the hearts of the people in front of him, and he knew what he was going to say next.

It used to be the top-secret information that Zhao Litang tried so hard to snoop on. For this reason, the soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty went one after another, causing countless casualties.

Now this top secret is within easy reach, but Zhao Litang suddenly doesn't want to hear it, and doesn't want to hear it from his mouth.

However, Zhao Litang's cold and determined appearance made Alanyue feel a chill in her heart.

"General... Do you think I came late..." Alanyue explained with red eyes, "My brother... He almost found me, so I didn't dare to come to see you in those days... I'm afraid he knows I will come to torture you again... I have already discovered what you want me to investigate..."

Alanyue told Zhao Litang some things about the barbarian army intermittently, such as what their marching plan was and where the army was located...

Zhao Litang closed his eyes and listened silently, frowning tightly together.

After Alanyue finished speaking, she said again, "But General, you are trapped here now, and you can't even go out, so how can you send the information back..."

Zhao Litang didn't answer, and kept his eyes fixed on the dark place ahead.

Alanyue also followed, and then the blood all over her body congealed.

Amule slowly walked out of that dark place, glanced at Alanyue from afar, then winked, and then a few more soldiers came forward to pull Alanyue away.

Alanyue suddenly realized that the information he had heard in the past few days was what Amule deliberately let him hear, just to catch them when he came to inform Zhao Litang.

"Brother!" A Lanyue refused to leave, struggling desperately, "I took the initiative to tell the general those things, not the general's business! If you want to punish me, punish me!"

Amule snorted coldly, his eyes sharp, "Do you really think I'm a fool!"

Then he took the sword from the soldier next to him and walked towards Zhao Litang with the sword in hand.

"You haven't given up until now, your own life is on the line, and you haven't forgotten to inquire about the military situation of my barbarians, it seems..."

The sword in Amule's hand was sent out, "...It's too bad to keep you!"

In the blink of an eye, I saw a figure rushing over suddenly, jumped in front of Zhao Litang and hugged him, facing the stabbed sword with his back.

When Amule saw this, the sword in his hand stopped immediately, a cold light flashed, and the sword brushed Alanyue's arm and penetrated the wooden frame.

"Yue'er! What are you doing!" Amule walked over and pulled Alan Yue up, shouting sharply, "Do you know how dangerous it was just now?

risk! Are you dying! "

Alanyue's eyes were red, and the tears in her eyes did not fall. He raised his head stubbornly, "Didn't you promise me? You said you wouldn't kill him!"

"Yue'er! If I don't kill him, it will always be a disaster for him to keep him. He doesn't have a place for you in his heart at all. He is all theirs in his heart!"

Alanyue pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "I...know..."

He looked back at Zhao Litang who said nothing, "I always knew..."

"Then you're still so obsessed!" Amule looked at Zhao Litang, wishing he could explain it to Alanyue in person, so that Alanyue could give up completely.

"Yue'er, he clearly knows that you are the prince of my barbarian clan, and he wants you to come to help the Heavenly Dynasty by inquiring about the military information of my barbarian clan. If he cares about you a little bit, he will not let you fall into such a difficult situation. Why don't you? Understood!"

Amule walked up to Zhao Litang and looked at him condescendingly, "You should make it clear to Yue'er now that you have a place for him in your heart. If not, I will kill you now!"

Alanyue was caught aside again, and she could only shake her head weakly, tears streaming down her face.

Zhao Litang didn't say anything after listening for a long time, but now the corners of her lips are hooked into a smile, but that smile was cold and not warm.

I only heard him say clearly, "No."

Amule was very angry, and sent someone to take a whip and beat Zhao Litang himself, specifically to the scarred wounds on his body, to remove all the scars, and let the blood flow out again.

Alanyue wanted to rush over, but his voice was hoarse, and there was no way to break free. He could only watch Zhao Litang gradually turn into a **** man in front of him.

After taking good care of him for so long, he finally regained some spirit and energy, and now it seems that he has been washed away again, turning into a body that is gradually cold.