C160 Right(2)

What is the path of husband and wife? Because he felt that his boyfriend and himself were not that close. Then what about this life? Would he be able to find someone who could accept all of his shortcomings and who he was willing to accept?

Until he met Ji Cheng, this man could be considered to have submitted a perfect answer sheet. If a man loved someone, he could do whatever he wanted in the world, and he was willing to bear the reputation of Broken Sleeve for himself. What else could he not tolerate? No matter what, Fu Ting would not be so vulgar as to talk about excretion with his husband every day. He could still be considered an elegant person.

Unfortunately, such a man was now wrapped in thick clouds and mist, no matter how ugly and sincere he was.

That night, the horse carriage flew all the way from the countryside of Jiangjiang to the east. Fu Ting's heart was like a wheel, crushing the bitterness that he had felt in his previous life when he looked at his current life.

Furthermore, at the same time that Fu Ting set off, on the city wall of Pei County... Fu Rong, whose face was covered in blood, could clearly see that the person on the horse in the enemy formation was precisely the one who had hurt Fu Ting's elder brother the most. The main culprit of the Fu Clan: "Ye Qingcheng, you bastard!" Fu Rong hugged the corpse of the officer who had been taking care of him all this time and glared at him.

It was clear that Pei County could no longer be defended. The limited number of defeated troops combined with the defending troops of the county had less than two thousand people. In less than half a day, more than half of the soldiers were killed and the city gates were about to be knocked open.

Logically speaking, no one should be shouting so clearly in front of the war drums and thunder. However, Fu Rong's scolding was heard by Ji Cheng. He raised his eyes and looked at the city wall of Liu Pei County, which was not very high, and recognized Fu Rong, who was covered in blood. Brother Rong?

"Stop shooting!" Why was Fu Rong here? How could he go to the battlefield? Could it be that the Fu Clan had participated in the battle? What about Ting Zhi? Could he be in the city?

"Stop attacking!" Ji Cheng gave a few orders and rode his horse to the city wall. "Brother Rong, is the Fu Family here?" The river was not far from here. The Fu Family had been loyal for generations, and they were deeply indebted to the emperor. It was not strange for them to participate in the battle.

Fu Rong stretched out his hand, grabbed the lance-less spear next to him, and threw it at him with all his strength. "Bastard, I will kill you." After he took it out, he completely forgot that he still had his comrades by his side. "Bad guy, you're bad guy." What would others think when they saw him shouting at the enemy general like this?

Ji Cheng waved his spear effortlessly and opened the spear. He pulled the horse and raised his head. "Where is Ting Zhi? Where is it now?" A group of soldiers immediately rushed forward and used their shields to protect him in the middle.

"You don't deserve to ask him." Fu Rong shouted loudly and grabbed another bow. He wanted to shoot, but he could not find any arrows. "I will kill you. I will kill you." However, he kept shouting with hatred in his mouth.

"Sir, the enemy general seems to know that kid..." One of the lieutenants noticed that something was wrong: "Could it be because of him that they stopped attacking?"

The enemy suddenly stopped attacking the county magistrate and noticed that something was wrong. The conversation between Fu Rong and Ji Cheng was suspicious. "Fu Rong, why does the enemy general know you?" The county magistrate did not bother to tidy up his tattered official robe. He supported the soldier beside him as he walked towards Fu Rong. "Be careful, be careful..."

"I... I, I don't know that bastard, I don't know him." Although Fu Rong had a serious personality, he was not stupid. He immediately realized that his actions were inappropriate. For a moment, he didn't know how to tell. At this moment, Ji Cheng was still anxiously asking, "Brother Rong, is your brother Ting in the city?"

Brother Rong? He called him so intimately, "Could it be that you are a spy?" The county magistrate was shocked, but he did not have the time to investigate further. "Men, take this kid down first." Whether or not he was a spy, he could not afford to make any mistakes when the soldiers were at the city gates. Once the barbarians destroyed the city, only the civilians would suffer.

Fu Rong grabbed a sword and said, "Don't come over, I am not a spy." He was not a smart person. After all, he was just a teenager. In a hurry, he did not have the time to think. He held the sword horizontally to his neck and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll kill myself immediately."

"No!" Ji Cheng, who was standing under the city wall, was shocked by what he saw. Was Fu Shen also standing on the city wall that day? He swung the sword horizontally and made himself and Ting Zhi unable to return to the past. "Brother Rong, you cannot!"

"You shut up." Fu Rong panicked and blurted out, "I respect you as my master, and I respect you as my friend. Why did you lie to me? Why? You... You even lied to Brother Ting, causing him to fall ill and bedridden. You even harmed Eldest Uncle..."

When these words came out, the County Magistrate was greatly alarmed. "As expected of a spy. Quickly arrest him."

"I am not a spy -" Fu Rong was extremely anxious. Tears trickled down his face. "I am the son of the Second Master of Zhongyi House. Our family has been loyal for generations. I am not a spy." He exerted force with the sword in his hand, and a stream of blood flowed down from his neck.

"Hold on!" The lieutenant was very cautious, and he could tell that the relationship between the enemy general and Fu Rong was not as simple as that between his master and the spy. "If Fu Rong is not a spy, then ask the enemy general under the city to retreat. We will believe you."

Fu Rong:... "" He turned his head to look at Ji Cheng and then at his comrade who was fighting a bloody battle not far away. "Alright, I will call him to retreat."