Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

Chapter 87 - Zhong Yansheng: Big hooligan

After hearing Zhan Rong's attitude and instructions, as well as the Xiao family's jade token, and then hearing Zhong Yansheng utter the word "headache", everyone in the main account began to waver: "You..."

Zhong Yansheng took a deep breath, suppressed his inner fear, and said firmly: "Trust me."

Xiao Nong was still waiting for him outside.

Only he can bring Xiao Nong back.

Everyone looked at each other and said without hesitation: "Then we'll leave it to you. We are deeply grateful and are willing to die in return!"

A group of tall and strong generals knelt down, which frightened Zhong Yansheng. He swallowed nervously and did not show any fear: "You are too kind. Prepare the horses for me."

The wind in the north is very fierce. When it blows on your face, it feels like a knife cutting your bones.

Zhong Yansheng had been sitting in a carriage all the way here. Now that he was riding on a horse, he realized how terrible the wind and snow were. When the wind blew onto his face, he could hardly breathe.

He was very afraid of the cold and wrapped himself tightly, but you could still see that he was very thin, as if he would be blown down if the wind was stronger, which was frightening to see.

Huo Shuang followed beside him on horseback, frowning as he watched his condition, worried: "Young prince, can you hold on? Why don't we go..."

Zhong Yansheng shook his head, lowered his body slightly, and shook the reins: "This is something only I can do - go!"

The horse under him started to gallop, and the man in black armor and his personal guards followed closely by his side, protecting Zhong Yansheng as they rushed out of the camp and followed the previous patrol route.

The vast snowfield is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and the rime is vast, covering the dead branches beside the road, like a dream.

Zhong Yansheng wore a hood and pulled up his scarf to cover his mouth and nose, slowing his breathing. Despite this, after riding for a while, he could still hear his breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

After searching for a long time along the road, there was still no sign of Xiao Nong and Zhan Rong. Such a vast snowfield seemed like a giant beast that could devour everything. For a moment, one could not help feeling small and dazed.

The world is so big, can he really... find Xiao Nong?

At this moment, a gray-white shadow suddenly rushed out from the side of the road. Huo Shuang and the black-armored guards who were protecting both sides drew their swords reflexively. However, Zhong Yansheng recognized what it was at a glance. He pulled the reins of his horse suddenly and was almost thrown out. His palms were burning with pain from the rope.

But Zhong Yansheng didn't care about that. He opened his eyes slightly wide, looked at the shadow running towards him, and shouted in surprise: "Taxue!"

The shadow rushing towards them was actually Taxue!

Taxue is a ferocious beast that lives in the snow. Even if Prince Ding's Mansion is big enough, it would still be too boring for this big cat to run around freely. So when Xiao Nong came to Mobei, he brought it here.

Seeing that it was Taxue, the vigilant Black Armor Guards and Huo Shuang were stunned for a moment and put down their weapons.

This big cat raised by His Royal Highness Prince Ding usually ignores people and even turns a disdain for food. Everyone in the military camp knows this.

Taxue looked very anxious. It circled in front of Zhong Yansheng with its tail in its mouth and whimpered softly.

Zhong Yansheng strangely understood what it meant: "Do you know where my brother is? Good Taxue, take us there quickly!"

Taxue shouted again, turned around and ran.

Zhong Yansheng quickly rode his horse to catch up.

The snow on the ground was very thick, and even the horses had a hard time running, but he was not affected at all by the snow. He ran swiftly and silently. After running a few steps, he looked back to see if Zhong Yansheng had caught up with him, which was in stark contrast to his ignoring attitude in the military camp.

Seeing this big cat so human-like, Huo Shuang couldn't help but think: If it were this big cat, maybe it would really do a backflip...

Everyone followed Taxue and gradually deviated from the patrol route, walking farther and farther, until several dilapidated houses appeared in their sight.

When Mobei fell more than ten years ago, the border towns were massacred. After being burned, killed and looted by the barbarians, the people died or fled. Once people left, nothing was left. Even though Xiao Nong later recovered Mobei, he was unable to turn Mobei back to the way he remembered.

These houses that were almost about to collapse in the wind and snow were the relics left over from that time.

Seeing Taxue running over there, Zhong Yansheng hurriedly followed. Several figures immediately flashed out from behind the broken wall, looking over with knives raised warily. When they saw Zhong Yansheng, they loosened their grip on the knives and asked as if in a dream: "Young, young master?"

He is the secret guard beside Xiao Nong.

Zhong Yansheng immediately jumped off his horse, staggered a bit, and ran over quickly: "Is my brother in there? What happened?"

"Yes!" Seeing the other black-armored guards following them, several secret guards were very excited and said in a trembling voice, "On our way back, we encountered a group of barbarian cavalry. The master suddenly... Deputy General Zhan led his men to lead the barbarians away. We had no choice but to hide here first."

Zhong Yansheng breathed in the cold air. Thinking of what Lou Qingtang said in the letter, his mind buzzed, and his voice became hoarse: "Take me to see him."

Xiao Nong was hidden in a room.

When Zhong Yansheng went in, he saw a familiar figure, tall and slender, lying on the kang bed with a wronged look. His handsome face was pale, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his brows were tightly furrowed, veins were slightly exposed, and he did not move.

Zhong Yansheng's eyes instantly turned red, and when he was about to run over, he was held back by the secret guard: "Young Master, please be careful, the master is...not easy to approach now."

Zhong Yansheng shook his head with red eyes, his throat choking: "You go guard outside."

When Xiao Nong could not give orders, Zhong Yansheng's words were the most important.

After hesitating for a long time, the secret guard retreated.

It was already dark, and a few of the Black Armored Guards went back to the camp to seek support. The rest of them were patrolling vigilantly nearby, and there was dead silence all around.

When he got close to Xiao Nong, Zhong Yansheng couldn't even hear the sound of Xiao Nong's breathing.

He lay there quietly, still wearing dark iron armor. Besides the familiar smell, there was also a hint of blood on his body. I'm afraid he had suffered many new injuries in the past few days.

It was so cold around that Zhong Yansheng felt a little stiff after riding the horse for so long. He slowly climbed onto the kang bed, carefully lay down, on Xiao Nong, untied the fox fur, and wrapped himself and Xiao Nong together like a little bird trying to keep its companion warm.

Taxue also jumped up and lay down beside him, covering Zhong Yansheng's fox fur with his big tail. The fur on his body was thick and warm, and he felt warm when he lay next to him.

Zhong Yansheng still felt his hands and feet were numb from the cold. He pressed his face against Xiao Nong's cold face and stared at that handsome and hateful face in the dim house for a while. He choked for a long time before he cursed him in a sobbing voice: "You son of a bitch... You big liar."

The headache has flared up like this, it must have started hurting a while ago.

The letter sent to the capital only said that everything was fine.

His eyes were sore and swollen, and he felt angry and sad at the same time. His heart ached dully, and he felt that Xiao Nong was an asshole who couldn't be a bigger asshole. But he couldn't help wanting to cry. He had been holding on all the way from the military camp to here, but finally he couldn't hold on any longer, and leaned against his neck, tears falling in the small warm space created by the fox fur.

Don’t know if it was because of the burning of the warm tears or the familiar warm fragrance, but Xiao Nong’s brows were not furrowed as tightly, his slight and erratic breathing became heavier, and his body moved a little.

Zhong Yansheng raised his head in surprise, thinking that he had woken up, but Xiao Nong still had his eyes quietly closed.

When he was with him in the past, Xiao Nong was never serious. He would tease him every two out of three sentences, and was a frivolous and naughty person. He always liked to hold him on his lap and kiss him until he closed his eyes shyly, then he would smile and twist a strand of his hair, stroking it from the back of his head to his back, and call him Yuan Yuan with a deep smile in his voice.

The pair of deep blue eyes looked at him, as deep and broad as the sea, with the tolerance and indulgence of an elder, but there were undercurrents surging underneath.

Zhong Yansheng really wanted him to touch his head.

When Xiao Nong woke up, he let Xiao Nong touch him first.

This was the most intact house the secret guard had found, but it was still leaky on all sides. The howling north wind blew in from every hole, bringing extreme cold.

Zhong Yansheng's fingers were a little red and swollen. He rubbed his red eyes and tucked the fox fur closer to Xiao Nong, trying to keep him warm.

The mother Gu in his body can soothe the child Gu in Xiao Nong's body. The closer, the better.

After lying there for a while, he felt a little pain from the hard and cold armor on Xiao Nong's body. He was afraid that he would be crushed, so he crawled to the side and wanted to lie down next to Xiao Nong.

Before he could climb down, he felt a tightness around his waist and was pushed back in a daze. Before, he was concerned about Xiao Nong's injuries and did not dare to lie too close to him, but this time he was pressed directly against Xiao Nong.

Zhong Yansheng was shocked: "Brother?"

Xiao Nong remained silent, but his hands around his waist were extremely tight, and even in his sleep, he refused to allow Zhong Yansheng to leave him.

Zhong Yansheng was forced to stick to him, not daring to breathe too hard. Being too close, he could clearly smell the scent of the iron armor on Xiao Nong's body, as well as the increasingly strong smell of blood.

He was really crushed by him.

Zhong Yansheng tried to get up in a panic, but he was no match for Xiao Nong's unconscious hands.

The difference in strength was so great that Xiao Nong could lift him up with just one hand in the past.

Zhong Yansheng was so anxious that he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to call the secret guards outside to help tear it off his body.

He didn't know how to explain how he ended up climbing onto Xiao Nong.

He will definitely be considered a weirdo.

He struggled again and again, but not only did he fail to break free, his repeated rubbing caused Xiao Nong to change a little.

Zhong Yansheng's whole body froze immediately, not daring to move anymore. He was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.

This... hooligan!

What time is it!

Zhong Yansheng stopped moving, which made Xiao Nong seem a little dissatisfied. Even though he was unconscious, he raised his hand and hit him on the buttocks.

The force was not that great, but it was really painful. Zhong Yansheng was dizzy and trembling all over. His ears turned red all over his neck. He couldn't believe it: "Xiao...Xianwei!"

Taxue arched his head over and let out a howl, and it was unclear whether he was trying to cause trouble or to join in the fun.

Just like a pet follows its owner, Zhong Yansheng hurriedly pushed Taxue's head away.

His hip was still hurting. He had never expected that Xiao could do such a thing even after fainting. He felt that he would be the one to faint soon.

After lying stiffly for a while, Xiao Nong seemed to calm down naturally. Zhong Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he had to wake him up as soon as possible. He drooped his eyelashes, hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward and kissed Xiao Nong's cold lips.

Xiao Nong had thin lips, which made him look very heartless and sharp. When he smiled, he always looked insincere, as if he was smiling but not quite. The ministers in the court felt scared when they saw him smile.

But Zhong Yansheng knew that Xiao Nong valued friendship more than anyone else.

If he hadn't treated him kindly, Zhan Rong wouldn't have been like that, and the Black Armored Army wouldn't have been so convinced and entrusted their lives to him.

He licked Xiao Nong's lips slowly and unskillfully and kissed him wetly. His raven-black eyelashes trembled, and he prayed that no one outside would come in and see him.

Otherwise, this scene is really completely inexplicable.

He was like a kitten, not daring to stick out his tongue. He kissed him wetly for a few times. Just as he mustered up the courage to put the tip of his tongue up, his lips and tongue were suddenly and rudely snatched away. The subtle sound of water was swallowed up by the whistling wind. Zhong Yansheng's waist softened, and he was trapped tightly in Xiao Nong's arms, being kissed until he couldn't breathe, and the root of his tongue was sore.

After finally parting their lips with great difficulty, his lips were already red and the tip of his nose was also a little red. He looked down dully at Xiao Nong who was still in a coma, and finally realized that even if Xiao Nong was asleep, he could still make him unable to scream.

If it weren't for the freezing cold weather here, he would have suspected that Xiao Nong, the bad dog, could have killed him while he was unconscious.

The secret guard just reminded him that Xiao Nong was very aggressive when he was unconscious, so they didn't dare to approach him easily, and it took a lot of effort to bring him here.

So you're talking about this aspect of aggressiveness?

Big hooligan.

After taking a break, Zhong Yansheng rubbed his sore cheeks with a sullen look.

Lou Qingtang said that more intimate contact could relieve Xiao Nong's headache, but he had touched and kissed him, so why hadn't Xiao Nong woken up yet?

It's not possible that... I would really sleep with Xiao Nong.

It’s not impossible to sleep with Xiao Nong, but he will freeze to death in this place.

Zhong Yansheng was worried and thought he might as well go back to the camp and think about it. He was about to call the secret guards outside the house to ask them to prepare their horses when a secret guard suddenly flashed in. Seeing Zhong Yansheng lying on Xiao Nong, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and spoke quickly: "Young Master, there are traces of barbarian cavalry about a mile away, about a hundred of them. We are short of manpower and the prince has not yet woken up. We must not face them head-on!"

Zhong Yansheng's heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Nong's situation must not be discovered by the barbarians. If he sent people out in a large-scale manner, they would definitely be discovered, so he only brought a dozen people with him.

The Black Armored Army was indeed an elite force that could defeat ten enemies at once, but the barbarian cavalry was also fierce and brutal, and it was impossible to defeat a larger force with a few people.

Besides, the barbarian probably dreams of killing Xiao Nong. If he finds out that Xiao Nong is unconscious at this moment, he will definitely launch a desperate attack.

Zhong Yansheng gritted his teeth and, lying on Xiao Nong in an undignified position, solemnly issued an order: "Let Huo Shuang lead the black armored guards to take a detour to divert them and lead them to where we came from!"

The others have already gone to the camp to call for reinforcements. If we lead them over there, we might run into reinforcements and be rescued.

Although it would become more dangerous here after the Black Armored Army left, the barbarian cavalry was only two miles away, so a decision had to be made immediately.

The secret guard looked straight ahead and said, "Yes!"

As the Black Armored Guards left, the surroundings became increasingly silent.

Zhong Yansheng was anxious, the blush on his face had faded to pale. He stared at Xiao Nong's face for a while, rustled for a while, and took out the dagger that Xiao Nong had given him from his sleeve pocket.

There was a sapphire embedded on the hilt of the knife, as deep as Xiao Nong's eyes staring at him.

Xiao Nong gave him this dagger for self-defense, but he never hurt anyone with it and always kept it carefully in his pocket.

"...You definitely don't want me to do this." Zhong Yansheng's soft and slightly cool lips kissed his forehead and whispered, "Don't be angry with me, brother."

He is afraid of the dark and ghosts, but he also has times when he musters up courage.

Taxue, who had been lying quietly beside them to keep them warm, suddenly shouted angrily and stretched his head to knock away the cold and dazzling dagger in Zhong Yansheng's hand.

Zhong Yansheng pushed its head back in a good-natured manner: "Stop making trouble, Taxue."

He lifted his sleeves, revealing his thin, snow-white wrists. He was a little afraid of the pain, but still closed his eyes and cut his wrists hard with the dagger.

The dagger was extremely sharp, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.

Zhong Yansheng's face turned paler, and he put the wound close to Xiao Nong's lips. The strong smell of blood was mixed with the fragrance of orchid, hazy and moist like fog. Xiao Nong's Adam's apple twitched, and he was obviously longing for his blood, but seemed to be resisting, with his brows furrowed and not opening his mouth.

Taxue has a keen sense of smell. When he smelled his blood, his hair stood on end, and he jumped off the bed, spinning around in panic.

Zhong Yansheng was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he anxiously poked him: "Hurry up and drink. If you don't drink, my pain will be in vain, right?"

These words seemed to move Xiao Nong. After a moment, he opened his lips, and Zhong Yansheng's blood flowed along his fingertips, sweetly and warmly into his throat.

Zhong Yansheng has always been afraid of seeing blood, and his head felt a little dizzy. He lay on top of him and put his wrist to his mouth, not daring to look there, feeling exhausted all over.

After a while, the painful wound was suddenly licked carefully by the slightly cool tip of the tongue.

Zhong Yansheng felt dizzy and thought that this amount of blood was not enough. He grasped the dagger and wanted to make another cut, but his hand was held down. The dagger fell to the ground with a clang and was knocked open by Taxue's claw.

Xiao Nong opened his eyes at some point and grabbed Zhong Yansheng's injured hand in the dim light, licking the wound and blood carefully bit by bit. His lips were stained bright red by Zhong Yansheng's blood, making him look gloomy and spooky, just like a ghost in a strange story book.

Zhong Yansheng opened his eyes wide**: "Brother?"**

But the next moment his voice was stuck.

When Xiao Nong raised his eyes, they were clearly misty, as if he was looking at him dimly through a sea fog.

Zhong Yansheng felt a chill in his heart, and Lou Qingtang's words came to his mind again.

"Xiao Nong's headache has become so serious that it has affected his mental state. He must not have it happen again. If it happens again, I'm afraid Xiao Nong will completely lose his mind."

Is he still late?

Xiao Nong cleaned his hands carefully, then took out a bottle of ointment from somewhere and applied it on his hands. Apart from not speaking, his behavior seemed normal.

Zhong Yansheng's tears were about to fall out. Seeing his actions, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope: "Brother, have you recovered?"

Seeing his tearful eyes, Xiao Nong leaned forward and kissed his eyes again, like a big dog that had made a mistake: "Master, don't cry."

Zhong Yansheng suddenly wanted to cry even more.

Really stupid.

He weakly pushed Xiao Nong away, preventing him from kissing him, and wiped his red eyes.

Now that things have come to this, we can only take Xiao Nong back and think of a solution.

Lou Qingtang has also come to Mobei. Maybe we can find a solution if we find Lou Qingtang.

Just as he was thinking of a solution, the secret guard outside the house rushed in again, bringing even worse news: "It's bad, young master, after the barbarian cavalry was led away, another barbarian team appeared and is about to pass by here!"

Xiao Nong and his men's horses ran away when they were coming over. The horses that Zhong Yansheng and his men had just ridden on were taken away by Huo Shuang and his men to divert the barbarian cavalry in front.

In the icy snowy plain, there was no other shelter except these small houses that were almost blown down by the wind and snow.

Without horses, they couldn't escape, and another group of barbarians appeared.

Huo Shuang and the others didn't know what was going on, and the reinforcements from the camp had not arrived yet.

If they run out now, they will definitely be more conspicuous than hiding in here.

Zhong Yansheng was a little desperate. He sat up and grabbed Xiao Nong's hand, deciding to take a gamble: "Hide here. If the barbarians want to search... I will go out and lead them away."

He is a member of the royal family of Dayong. After proving his identity, he may be of some use to the barbarians, and they can use him to negotiate with Dayong.

But Xiao Nong must not be exposed.

The barbarians hated Xiao Nong to death and would definitely kill him at all costs.

Holding his hand tightly, Zhong Yansheng saw Xiao Nong frowning in disapproval: "I, don't agree."

Zhong Yansheng frowned**: "A fool has no right to object."**

Xiao Nong was silent.

Just as Zhong Yansheng was about to jump off the bed, he heard the thunderous sound of cavalry approaching from afar, gradually moving towards the dilapidated house.

Zhong Yansheng's breathing became disordered and he prayed in his heart.

Daddy and mommy...please protect him and Xiao Nong again.

The sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped outside a few dilapidated houses, and the target was accurate and clear.

Zhong Yansheng's heart sank suddenly.

There was some chatter outside, some Mongolian that he couldn't understand, and then he heard some Chinese mixed with Mongolian: "Yadagan, is the person you are looking for in here?"

Zhong Yansheng studied some files about the barbarians in the palace.

Yadagan is the name for shamans in the barbarian tribes. This is what Lou Qingtang told him. There are people in the barbarian tribes who are proficient in witchcraft, divination, praying to gods and curing diseases, and are highly respected by the barbarians.

Then he heard a female voice: "You guys step back."

There was another round of murmurs, as if the others were a little worried about her safety, but they were also intimidated by her words, and the sound of horse hooves retreated.

The footsteps gradually approached and stopped outside the dilapidated house. Through the cracks in the wall, Zhong Yansheng vaguely saw a tall woman.

The woman spoke standard Chinese, even with a hint of Beijing's accent: "The news from Beijing has reached the tribe. I divined a few days ago that you would come."

Zhong Yansheng's heart was beating very fast, and when he heard the woman's words, he looked at the secret guard in confusion.

What does this mean? Who is this barbarian shaman talking to?

"Zhong Yansheng."

The woman's voice was not very gentle, but she deliberately slowed down her speech and did not reveal any malice: "You and I should have been named Pei."

Zhong Yansheng was completely stunned when he was suddenly called out and heard the next sentence. He didn't react for a moment and responded subconsciously: "Who are you?"

The woman replied, "I haven't used my Chinese name for a long time. My previous name was Pei Yue."

Pei Yue.

Zhong Yansheng slowly remembered that the old emperor had several princesses.

Among them was the third princess, named Pei Yue, who was a close friend of Concubine Zhuang, who went crazy and was burned to death in the cold palace by the old emperor.

The third princess Pei Yue was only three years younger than the late crown prince Pei Xi. It was said that she had a very good relationship with the late crown prince, just like a real brother and sister. Not long after the Mobei Rebellion, her husband suddenly died of illness. Soon after, she was sent to Mobei to marry and there was no news of her since.

The already shaky door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and the woman outside walked in. She was not afraid of the knife handed to her by the secret guard, and her eyes fell directly on Zhong Yansheng.

After a moment, Pei Yue showed a faint smile.

"You do look a lot like my elder brother and his wife."

Zhong Yansheng stared at him blankly. It took him a long while to figure out what was going on. His mind was dizzy, and he slowly analyzed the relationship between him and the woman in front of him: "Are you my... aunt?"

A few days ago, he also found a lot of things in the old emperor's study, including portraits of his parents and other royal relatives. Naturally, there was also a portrait of the third princess Pei Yue who married far away in Mobei.

Zhong Yansheng was good at painting, and was also good at capturing the unique charm in other people's faces. Gradually, he felt familiar with the woman's face.

Although she looks different from when she was young, this person is indeed the third princess Pei Yue in the portrait.

When Zhong Yansheng secretly looked at her, Pei Yue also saw Zhong Yansheng's features clearly, and when she heard his address, her expression softened**: "Well, ever since I heard that my eldest brother's child is still alive, I have wanted to see you for a long time."**

Zhong Yansheng had an intuition that could distinguish other people's good intentions or bad intentions, and he did not detect any bad intentions from this woman.

The tense shoulders suddenly relaxed a little, and Zhong Yansheng called out obediently, "Hello, Auntie."

Seeing how well behaved he was, Pei Yue seemed even happier. After looking at Zhong Yansheng with satisfaction for a while, she turned her gaze to Xiao Nong who was protecting him like a bone**: "What is this?"**

Zhong Yansheng pondered it secretly in his mind.

His aunt was once a member of the royal family of Dayong, but after the incident that year, she was sent to marry a foreign prince. She must hate Dayong very much. He also guessed that the death of his aunt's husband was probably caused by the old emperor.

Although she is his aunt, she is also a barbarian Yadagan, so it is better not to reveal Xiao Nong's identity.

Zhong Yansheng quickly said, "Aunt, he is my male concubine from the Western Regions who I bought for 600,000 taels of silver."

Very expensive, can't afford.

The secret guard's hand trembled: "......"