bullyxtreme Chapter 527: Hongmen Banquet Prologue
Chapter 527: Hongmen Banquet Prologue
More than a month later, Lin Ci'an adjusted the deployment of troops with the help of his memories from his previous life and defeated the Xiliang army with lightning speed. The victory report was sent back to the capital half a month earlier than in his previous life.
The emperor was very pleased and urgently summoned the Marquis of Zhenbei back to the capital to receive his reward.
On the border city wall, Lin Ci'an stroked the gilded imperial edict and sneered - this was clearly a Hongmen Banquet.
On the day of triumph, people in the border areas burned incense and knelt down to worship, and both sides of the long street were crowded with people carrying food and drink.
Lin Ci'an, still wearing his black armor, stood in the shadow of the city gate, looking at the dark mass of cavalry behind him, shining coldly in the morning light.
He turned his head slightly and looked at Chu Ziyu beside him - the man was wrapped in snow-white fox fur, his face was as pale as paper, but he still had a faint smile on his face, as if the biting cold wind had nothing to do with him.
"My Lord." Chu Ziyu coughed lightly, his voice slightly hoarse, "It's time to set off."
Lin Ci'an frowned, reached out to straighten the collar of his fox fur coat, and his fingertips accidentally brushed against his cold neck, but his tone was cold and hard: "If you can't hold on, get back into the carriage."
Chu Ziyu laughed softly: "My Lord, are you concerned about me?"
Lin Ci'an snorted coldly, jumped on the horse, and whipped the horse without looking back: "Follow me."
Pei Zheng came over with his horse and whispered, "Mr. Chu, don't mind it. The Marquis is just being stubborn."
Chu Ziyu smiled slightly and climbed onto the horse. Although his movements were slow, they did not look sick at all. He looked up at Lin Ci'an's back, with a sly look in his eyes.
(System 6872: "Boss, are you really okay with riding a horse? Your health has just recovered to 70%...")
"Hush." Chu Ziyu chuckled in his mind, "Xiao An will be distressed."
Halfway through the journey, the weather suddenly changed and a snowy wind raged.
Lin Ci'an ordered to set up camp on the spot, and the guards quickly set up tents and lit a bonfire.
As soon as Chu Ziyu got off the horse, he felt dizzy and staggered, but was held firmly by a strong arm.
"What are you showing off?" Lin Ci'an said with a cold face. He picked him up and strode towards the main tent.
Chu Ziyu was startled, then laughed softly: "My Lord, so many people are watching."
Lin Ci'an's eyes darkened and his tone was dangerous: "If you say anything more, I will throw you into the snow."
Chu Ziyu wisely shut up, but rubbed gently in his arms like a lazy cat.
(System 6872: "Darkness value -5! Currently 45/100!")
The charcoal fire in the tent crackled softly and the warm light flickered.
Chu Ziyu lay on his side on the couch, his brows slightly furrowed, his fingertips unconsciously clutching the brocade quilt beneath him.
When Lin Ci'an came in with the golden wound medicine, he saw him biting his lip and gently moving his legs - the hem of his white shirt was slightly lifted, revealing a red knee.
"......" Lin Ci'an paused, his Adam's apple rolling, "Where is the injury?"
Chu Ziyu's ears turned red and he turned his head away: "...It's okay."
Lin Ci'an sneered and walked forward to lift the quilt.
Under the plain white pajamas, the inner sides of the slender legs were rubbed bloody, and some of the wounds were stained with saddle leather scraps.
Lin Ci'an's pupils suddenly shrank - he had deliberately picked a fierce horse for Chu Ziyu this morning, hoping to force this man to surrender...
"......" Lin Ci'an's eyes darkened suddenly, and his knuckles made the medicine bottle crackle. "What can you do if you can't ride a horse?"
Chu Ziyu's eyes turned red, and his voice trembled: "The Marquis taught me riding skills personally... If I say I can't do it, wouldn't that be a slap in your face?"
(It was clear that Lin Ci'an had deliberately picked a fierce horse for him this morning, and he just went with the flow. Anyway, his character was that of a delicate and weak scholar.)