Pathological Trapping - Chap 139
Your logic is wrong!
Getting hurt is a big deal! ?
…
Damn!
Being hurt is amazing.
Li Dezhuang didn’t dare to push him away. He let him hold him and kiss him for a long time, then he fell asleep in his arms.
The wound on Mu Jian’s body was reopened due to some of his previous actions. The white gauze was stained with bright red blood. He seemed to be unaware of it.
When Li Yu entered the door, he didn’t expect Li Dezhuang to be inside. He heard Mu Jian’s light voice and came in. He was a little stupid when he came in.
Mu Jian was leaning against the head of the bed with his head lowered, occasionally holding Li Dezhuang’s head, his movements were very gentle.
Li Dezhuang leaned on him and slept soundly.
For a moment, it was hard to tell who the injured person was.
Mu Jian raised his eyes calmly.
”Has it been cleaned up?”
”yes.”
Li Yu had already put Shang Yin on the carriage and injected a needle into the horse’s buttocks. The horse ran away and ran towards the cliff. The final result was that the carriage was destroyed and the people died.
Li Yu even went to examine the body himself, and it was completely cold. Half of the body was covered in pulp.
Li Yu lowered his head.
”Should we let General Ji know about this news?”
Mu Jian lowered his head and touched Li Dezhuang’s face.
”He’ll know sooner or later. There’s no need to hide it from him.”
”Then how do you say it?”
Mu Jian was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then he laughed, “He said that I lied to him in order not to make him sad. Shang Yin’s parents were kidnapped, and Shang Yin was forced to communicate with the Yi people and commit treason.”
Li Yu: “…”
The point is wrong.
Mu Jian grabbed Li Dezhuang’s hand, slowly inserted his fingers into his palm, and interlocked their fingers, fitting together so tightly that it seemed as if they would never separate.
”I’m good to him, and I have to let him know. Otherwise, how can he know that my feelings are so sincere?”
Chapter 108 There is no one in this world who is more suitable than us
When Mu Jian heard the news of Shang Yin’s death, he was completely dumbfounded.
Before he could suspect Mu Jian, he met Li Yu.
”You’re here too?”
Li Yu cupped his hands and said, “I have always been by your Majesty’s side, secretly protecting your Majesty’s safety.”
It would have been better if he hadn’t said this, but as soon as he said it, Li Dezhuang got angry.
”You have always been by His Majesty’s side, and you let him get hurt like this?”
Li Yu said: “It is His Majesty’s request. The court is in chaos. If it cannot be eradicated in one fell swoop, the future… Your Majesty may have no future.”
Li Dezhuang’s hand holding the medicine bowl tightened slightly.
”Have those people been eradicated?”
”Not yet. The tree is big and has deep roots. It is not easy to completely eradicate it. At present, the only thing that can be considered a success is the eradication of the merchants.”
Li Dezhuang’s pupils trembled slightly.
”Merchant?”
”Yes. The Shang family is in turmoil. Some of them are cooperating with the Mei family, and the other part is secretly cooperating with the Yi tribe because Mr. Shang was captured by the Yi tribe.”
Li Dezhuang’s pupils trembled.
”Cooperate with the Yi people?”
”Yes, they hijacked several carrier pigeons before, all of which were flying to the Yi tribe. The letters contained some true and false information, and they revealed some information to the Yi tribe. Staff Officer Ji’s design drawings were also leaked sporadically.”
Li Dezhuang was shocked.
Li Yu bowed.
”The Yi tribe is trying to find out who drew the weapon diagram. Officer Ji, please protect yourself. Don’t let the thieves take advantage of you.”
Li Dezhuang’s face turned pale.
”Do they know it’s me?”
Li Yu thought about it and decided to tell the truth.
“I don’t know yet.”
The message tied to the leg of the flying carrier pigeon that he intercepted at the general’s mansion was supposed to be about Li Dezhuang, but what Shang Yin wrote was about another person.
Shang Yin’s parents were captured, and they had no choice but to cooperate with the Yi people, which was an act of filial piety.
Revealing a mixture of truth and lies to the barbarians is loyalty.
Hiding the fact that Li Dezhuang was the real designer of the weapons was a righteous act.
Li Dezhuang clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, and his lips trembled. He took a deep breath, “Are you lying to me?”
”I dare not.” Li Yu bowed his hands and lowered his body. “These are all verified. Your Majesty…didn’t you tell Staff Officer Ji?”
Li Dezhuang lowered his eyes.
The two words Mu Jian said to him – no.
Echoing in my ears.
”Yes, but not in detail. Do you have the file? I’d like to see it.”
”Yes, I’ll send it to Staff Officer Ji later.”
Li Dezhuang said okay, steadied his breathing, picked up the medicine bowl, pushed open the door of the room and went in.
Mu Jian was leaning against the bed, holding a memorial in his hand, reading it impatiently. When he heard Li Dezhuang coming in, he threw the memorial on the bed.
Only then did Li Dezhuang notice that the bed was scattered all over with memorials.
”You are here at last.”
Li Dezhuang handed over the medicine bowl and said, “Take the medicine.”
Mu Jian took it and drank it in one gulp. While drinking, his eyes fell on Li Dezhuang’s fingers, “Why are your fingertips red?”
Li Dezhuang curled his fingers.
”It’s okay. I was just burned by the medicine.”
Mu Jian immediately put down the medicine bowl and stood up. Li Dezhuang thought he was going to blow on his hand, so he didn’t move. Who knew he would open his mouth and hold his finger directly.
The warm and moist touch made Li Dezhuang stunned.
Mu Jian opened his mouth, grabbed his fingers, and blew on them. “Does it hurt?”
”It doesn’t hurt, but it does make me feel a little uncomfortable.”
Mu Jian frowned, “Why?”
“It is not allowed to be broadcast.”
Li Dezhuang pulled his hand back, “It’s okay, just lie down and have some sleep. I’ll take the memorials on the bed if you don’t want to read them.”
”You have to read it. But there are too many words, it’s tiring. How can those literati and politicians talk so much all day long? Next time, I will set a rule in the court that one person can only say ten sentences!”
