ABBLEIP Chapter96

“Master, come to me, come to me…” His throat trembled frequently, and Xiao Shen chewed these words over and over again. He held the slightly cold hand in his hand and finally couldn’t restrain the gushing emotions. He pulled his master over and hugged him tightly in his arms.

 

Shen Qingzhuo felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart. He almost raised his hands to hug his broad shoulders and let his disciple bury his face in his chest. He carefully felt the hot breath and finally felt something real. “Xiao Qi, Master is here…”

 

After four months and countless lives and deaths, they finally embraced each other again.

 

After a long time, a voice clearing the throat came from the quiet military tent: “Cough, cough…”

 

Shen Qingzhuo woke up from the dream and suddenly realized that his elder brother was still there. He quickly loosened his hands and whispered, “Let go of Master first.”

 

Xiao Shen was sniffing the long-lost scent on his master’s body deeply. He was reluctant, but he still let go of his hand and stared at his master.

 

This is the desert area to the north of Youbei Territory. The sky is filled with wind and sand. Shen Qingzhuo ran all the way here, so he was inevitably a little dusty.

 

But in Xiao Shen’s eyes, he was his god who took pity on him and came down to earth for his everlasting longing. He simply wished he could dig out his eyeballs and stick them on his face.

 

Shen Qingzhuo blushed at the burning gaze, turned around, and faced his elder brother, “Big Brother, I came back to see Father.”

 

Shen Fenglan stood aside and witnessed the affectionate scene between the master and the disciple. Although he felt something strange, but he did not think much about it and just said, “Father is bedridden. He must be very happy that you can come back.”

 

The two brothers barely exchanged a few words when Xiao Shen couldn’t help but urge, “General Shen, Zhen is tired. You should go out first.”

 

Shen Fenglan knew that the master and disciple had not seen each other for a long time, and they must have something to discuss in private, so he simply bowed and said, “The general will take his leave first.”

 

Only the master and disciple were left in the military tent.

 

Xiao Shen reached out his hand again and called hoarsely, “Master, come closer, let me touch you.”

 

Shen Qingzhuo turned around, knelt beside the bed, and lifted his collar without saying a word.

 

“Wait…” Xiao Shen held down the delicate hand, smiling brightly and teasingly, “Master is so impatient after just meeting me ah?”

 

Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyes and looked into the dark bottom of his eyes, his tone was cold and serious: “Stop smiling at me, let go.”

 

Under his gaze, Xiao Shen let go of his hand in a tactful manner.

 

The loose black robe was opened, revealing the blood-stained bandages on the waist and abdomen. The size of the wound could not be seen from the surface, but it was still bleeding, which was enough to show how serious the situation was at that time.

 

The trembling fingertips approached the bandage a little bit, then withdrew as if struck by electricity, and Shen Qingzhuo turned his face away suddenly.

 

Before Xiao Shen could react, he saw crystal clear tears rolling down, sliding across his pointed jaw, and hitting his hand with a “pop” sound, burning his heart and causing pain.

 

Except on the bed, he couldn’t bear to see his master crying. He didn’t know what to do for a moment. He just held the tearful little face in his hands, kissed and sucked the warm tears with his cracked lips, and kept coaxing in a low voice, “It doesn’t hurt anymore, Master, the wound has stopped hurting a long time ago…”

 

Shen Qingzhuo turned his face away from his kiss, his voice filled with pitiful tears: “Don’t kiss me! You clearly, clearly promised me to return my intact Xiao Qi…”

 

He was stabbed in the abdomen. If it went an inch deeper, or if his body was almost unable to resist, he would see a cold corpse next time…

 

Xiao Shen’s heart was almost broken by his crying, so he just made up his mind, forcefully turned the wet face over, and blocked the soft and fragrant lips with his own mouth.

 

When their lips touched, longing and fear came flooding in instantly. He absorbed the saliva in his mouth like crazy, sucked and bit the soft tip of his tongue, and devoured his master’s lips and tongue viciously.

 

“Hmm…” This violent kiss successfully took away Shen Qingzhuo’s breath. His head gradually became dizzy, and he was suffocating from the wolfish kiss. His slender white fingers tightly grasped the sheets on the camp bed, and he naturally forgot to cry sadly.

 

As time went by, just when his master was about to suffocate, Xiao Shen finally showed mercy and loosened his numb lips and tongue.

 

Shen Qingzhuo’s waist was too weak, and he kneeled, so he could only lean on his little disciple’s arms. Even when his mind was distracted, he still remembered to avoid the wounds on his waist and abdomen.

 

“It’s alright, Master, don’t cry…” Xiao Shen stroked the trembling back of his master and then held the slender wrist, placed it on his lips, and kissed it gently, “I won, I beat them, Master. From now on, I will never be separated from Master again.”

 

***

 

The Grand Tutor traveled thousands of miles to the front line, bringing the court’s sympathy and rewards. The Youbei soldiers beat the war drums loudly, vowing to drive the invaders back to the north of the desert in one fell swoop. From then on, they dared not set foot into the border of Dayong again.

 

The emperor originally planned to continue commanding the battle, and even General Shen could not persuade him to do so. However, after the visit of the Grand Tutor, he had no choice but to withdraw from the front line and return to Youbei City to recuperate.

 

Lifting the carriage curtain, Shen Qingzhuo got off the carriage and looked at the majestic and solemn gate of the Shen Mansion. A vague sense of familiarity came to his mind.

 

According to the system, he lived three lives, and each time he left home at the age of sixteen and never returned to the Shen Mansion again even until his death.

 

The guards of the Shen mansion stepped forward and asked loudly, “Who is coming?”

 

The deputy general beside Shen Fenglan shouted, “Your dog’s eyes are blind, why don’t you pay homage to the Third Young Master!”

 

The guards quickly knelt on one knee and saluted: “Third Young Master!”

 

“Get up.” Shen Qingzhuo came to his senses, turned around, and helped the injured man down, and the two of them walked into the Shen Mansion together.

 

As they approached the courtyard, a surprised female voice rang in their ears: “Xiao Zhuo?”

 

Shen Qingzhuo paused and looked over.

 

The woman looked to be over 40 years old, wearing a plain long dress with dark patterns, with her black hair neatly coiled up, her eyebrows furrowed like spring mountains, her eyes like autumn water, her face thin and her waist slender, pure and elegant. It is not difficult to imagine that she must have been a stunning beauty when she was young.

 

Shen Qingzhuo reacted quickly and called softly, “Mother.”

 

He finally knew why he looked nothing like his elder brother. His appearance was inherited from his mother, Princess Lanyang.

 

Madam Shen stared at her young son blankly, and suddenly shed two lines of tears, but she just stood there from a distance and did not come forward.

 

Shen Qingzhuo felt a little embarrassed and indescribably uncomfortable, so he could only say, “Mother, the son will leave first and will come to pay my respects to you later.”

 

Madam Shen suddenly came to her senses, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and bowed gracefully: “Your Majesty.”

 

Xiao Shen replied in a deep voice, “Madam, there is no need to be polite.”

 

Soon, Shen Qingzhuo led him into the room that had been prepared long ago and settled him down. “For the next few days, just lie here and recuperate. When your condition improves, we will set off back to the capital.”

 

Xiao Shen smiled and said, “It turns out that Master’s beauty is inherited from your mother.”

 

Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyebrows slightly: “Why?”

 

“The liking to cry is also inherited.” Xiao Shen added in a sly tone, “It is often said that women are made of water, and I think Master is also made of water.”

 

Shen Qingzhuo was amused and pinched him, “You rely on your injuries and the fact that Master dares not touch you, right?”

 

“Is Master willing to do that?” Xiao Shen shamelessly raised his face to ask for favors.

 

“Stay still.” Shen Qingzhuo covered his pouting lips with his hand. “I’ll go see my father first.”

 

Xiao Shen took the opportunity to secretly kiss the soft palm of his hand and said, “Alright.”

 

Shen Qingzhuo tucked in the quilt for him and then turned to go to his father’s room.

 

Unlike the young and strong emperor, King Zhenbei, who once frightened the military, fell down suddenly after being seriously injured last autumn and could no longer mount a horse to kill the enemy.

 

Shen Qingzhuo prepared himself mentally, then he gently opened the door and walked in.

 

The sun was setting, and the room was dark. He walked to the bed and looked at his father, who was in a coma.

 

He didn’t remember what his father looked like in the past, but he thought that King Zhenbei, who had made great military achievements, must have been very majestic.

 

But the man lying on the bed at the moment had sunken cheeks and protruding bones, and it was obvious that he was about to die.

 

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Geng woke up from his coma. His cloudy and dim eyes fell on the face of the person beside the bed, and he suddenly became agitated, “Ah, Ah Zhuo, cough, cough, cough…”

 

He was so weak that even his cough sound was leaky. He tried to stretch out his skinny hand to touch his face.

 

Shen Qingzhuo knelt silently at the head of the bed. “Father, it’s me.”

 

“Yes, cough, cough…” Tears welled up in her sunken eyes, and her trembling hands fell on the back of his hand. “Back home, Ah Zhuo is back home…”

 

Shen Qingzhuo closed his eyes and covered his father’s hand with his palm.

 

His elder brother said, Father had been holding on for a long time because he wanted to see you again, but he never said it out loud.

 

His eldest brother also said, Xiao Zhuo, don’t blame Father, he had no choice. If he hadn’t been so cruel as to send a child to Shengjing, the late emperor would not be at peace, and Youbei would not be at peace.

 

“Father, rest assured and recover. We have won this battle.” Shen Qingzhuo said softly, “The invaders have been driven out of Youbei. The barbarians will not dare to set foot in Youbei for at least ten years.”

 

The old King Zhenbei, who spent his entire life on the battlefield, was filled with tears as he said, “It’s good to win, it’s good ah…”

 

***

 

A few days later, news came from the front again that General Shen led the cavalry to kill thousands of Rong barbarians and captured the leader of the Xirong alive.

 

When the news reached the Shen Mansion, Shen Qingzhuo was personally changing the bandage for the emperor.

 

Before the trip, the miraculous ointment given by the divine physician was very effective. After a few days of external and internal application, the wound healed much faster, and it didn’t look so scary anymore.

 

Xiao Shen leaned on the bed, lowered his eyes to look at his master’s serious face, and then he leaned over to steal a kiss.

 

“Ya!” Shen Qingzhuo was startled and raised his face. “Can you please stop scaring me? If I fail, whose wound will be hurt?”

 

“Master just kiss me, and it won’t hurt anymore ah.” Xiao Shen stared at him with a pair of sparkling eyes and said coquettishly with a smile, “Also, when will Master fulfill your promise to me?”

 

Shen Qingzhuo wrapped the last bandage, withdrew his hands, and stood up, saying nonchalantly, “Why don’t I remember what I promised you?”

 

“Spend the night in the warm hibiscus tent[mfn]Behind the warm lotus-flower bed curtains they took their pleasure in the spring night.[/mfn], and I and Your Majesty will take off our battle robes.” Xiao Shen recited slowly.

 

Shen Qingzhuo frowned slightly, “Who taught you to tamper with ancient poetry?”

 

Xiao Shen laughed wantonly and arrogantly: “I won the battle, shouldn’t I ask for a reward from Master?”

 

The white jade-like ears felt hot, and Shen Qingzhuo scolded softly, “The big hole in your stomach hasn’t healed yet, and you’re already starting to think about all kinds of things. I’m going to make you die of pain.”

 

“I didn’t think of anything else, I only think about you, Master.” Xiao Shen suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the sir onto the bed. “I only want you, Master…”

 

In a short while, his slender waist softened, and her peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be half drunk, were also covered with a layer of mist. Shen Qingzhuo tried hard to maintain his last bit of rationality. “Xiao Qi, Master asks you…”

 

Xiao Shen kissed and responded, “En?”

 

“If…” Shen Qingzhuo held his hand. “If there is a previous life, and the Master in the previous life was still very bad to you…”

 

The hot and wet kiss went all the way up, Xiao Shen kissed the red lips that smelled like orchid, “How bad?”

 

“Just whipped you and won’t even give you food to eat…” Shen Qingzhuo supported his limp body with both hands to avoid pressing on the wound on his abdomen. “In short, I make you hate Master from the bottom of your heart…”

 

Although the system didn’t tell him how he died in his previous life, but he must have been killed by Xiao Qi in the end…

 

“How could that be?” Xiao Shen hooked out the tip of his tongue, lingering on him like a piece of candy, his tone intimate and crazy. “Even if Master wants to kill me, I will also only wash myself clean and deliver myself to Master personally…”

 

Shen Qingzhuo closed his eyes and gasped, “Xiao Qi…”

 

“Master, call my name…”

 

“…Ah Shen?”

 

“En… Master, my good Master…” Xiao Shen bit the tip of his ear, which was red like blood, and sighed, “My dear Master, then I will call you Master Qingqing…”

 

The author has something to say:

The Wolf Cub: What big hole? Even if I can’t move my whole body, I still can do it!

The Master: ……

The master has not really remembered what happened in his past life. It is not as simple as the system says. The master is not really a bad person. Wives, please don’t misunderstand!