Die Kampfsportwelt ist ein Sumpf

Kapitel 122

The group turned around at the same time and were all taken aback when they saw the person who walked in like the wind.

When Wei Zijun saw the figure walking in, staring straight at her back, a flush rose on her face. She knew he had never seen her in such an embarrassing state, nor had he ever seen her so naked.

"Your Majesty—", Lin Huajing called out with concern when he saw that their emperor looked travel-worn and his handsome face was noticeably thinner.

Li Tianqi waved his hand, "You can all go down now."

After the others left, Li Tianqi couldn't wait to rush over and check her wounds. Wei Zijun felt a wave of embarrassment and, in her panic, tried to tear at her clothes, but Li Tianqi grabbed her hand.

His hand gripped hers tightly, trembling slightly. His eyes were fixed on her back. Once he found that the wound was not serious, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense all the way, finally settled down. He sighed softly, buried his head in her neck, and remained motionless for a long time, as if he were exhausted.

The refreshing masculine scent enveloped her face, making her feel increasingly hot. She had no choice but to speak up, "Your Majesty... please rise and speak."

"I'm sleepy, let me sleep for a while." How could he not be sleepy? He had been rushing day and night, and two horses had died from the exhaustion. The journey, which normally takes nearly two days by express courier, had been completed in just one day and one night. He hadn't closed his eyes the entire way, and now he was truly exhausted.

"Your Majesty, you can't sleep like this. Your Majesty, please get up and go to sleep on the couch." Wei Zijun nudged him.

“Okay.” Li Tianqi got up, took off his boots, and crawled in from under Wei Zijun’s feet.

Wei Zijun was shocked, "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...you're not sleeping here."

Li Tianqi ignored her protests completely, put his arm around her waist, and breathed in her scent. He fell asleep contentedly.

Wei Zijun felt a pang of despair. How could he sleep here? It was impossible for her to even turn over, and she wasn't wearing a chest binder!

With utter helplessness, she sighed, pulled her collar up even higher, and hugged the blanket tightly to her side. After worrying for a while, she finally succumbed to sleepiness and drifted off to rest.

Volume 3, Dayu Chapter 108: Jealousy

Under a sky full of stars at midnight, Li Tianqi walked under the moon. Peach trees were in full bloom, and pink petals danced in the air. A figure stood in the pink rain of flowers, her delicate face filled with sorrow. "Second brother, I don't want to see you anymore. I'm going back to Lucheng."

A sudden, excruciating pain shot through his heart, as if his heart had shattered into pieces. "Zijun—don't go—Second brother was wrong, second brother will never hurt you again."

No matter how heart-wrenching the cries, they couldn't hold onto that person. That elegant figure, as delicate as a magnolia, gradually faded into the distance, disappearing amidst the fluttering peach blossoms.

"No—" A desperate cry burst from the shattered chest, "Zijun—I love you—even if you are a man—it won't change—because I love you—only you—"

He no longer cared about his gender, no longer cared whose male concubine he was. Whether he was male or female, he loved Ziju, only Ziju.

That cry lingered in his mind, causing him unbearable heartache. His Ziju was truly leaving him. Ziju, don't go, don't go—

He was wrong. The thought of his Ziju being with someone else was unbearable; it hurt him, it made him do something rash, it made him accidentally hurt her. But, don't go, don't go…

"Don't go—don't go—": Li Tianqi murmured as he opened his eyes, his eyes cool and wet. What came into view was that figure's back, and in that instant, tears almost overflowed from his eyes. He was still there, right in front of him.

The person in front of me was sleeping soundly, their even breathing warm and comforting, filling the emptiness in my heart during my dream.

The real Ziju is right in front of me. Thinking back on those two years of heart-wrenching longing, it's truly unbearable. Every dream of those two years was a farewell, every dream was of her receding figure, never lingering.

His large, calloused hands gently stroked her hair, one touch after another, as light as an almost imperceptible breeze, his eyes overflowing with deep love. Never before had he wanted to cherish someone so much. Never before had he felt such heartache for someone, such an excruciating pain. Never before had he been so attached, so attached that even with him sleeping before him, he still thought of him constantly. Never before had he wanted to abandon everything and rush to someone's side…

The cry from my dream still lingers in my mind: I love you—

To shout it out so unrestrainedly, to shout it out so recklessly, to shout it out from such a suppressed chest.

His hand trembled. Was this love? This feeling was like having him by his side, so he wouldn't be afraid of losing the world.

Is this love? Not caring if he's a man, not caring if he's a male concubine, just because he's Ziju?

Can a man love another man? He didn't know. All he knew was that he wanted to protect him and prevent him from getting hurt in the slightest.

His lovely Ziju, his Ziju, Ziju sleeping there like a kitten, his pure and lovely Ziju.

To be able to look at him like this, to be able to touch him like this, if only it could last forever. Gently stroking his hair, gazing at him, all the little moments we've shared fill my heart, a sweet feeling overflows my chest, and a satisfied smile spreads across my lips.

He glanced up at the hourglass on the table; the medicine should be applied soon. Worried about her injury, he dared not sleep a moment longer.

His fingers gently slid down, tracing her slender, snow-white neck. Looking at her back, he couldn't help but smile wryly. This person was so concerned with saving face that he wouldn't even expose his back. Lin Huajing had repeatedly told him not to wear clothes or cover himself with a blanket, but he had pulled his clothes up himself.

He reached out and pulled open her collar, wanting to see the wound. His clothes were slowly pulled off, and when her snow-white, smooth back was revealed before him, he was stunned.

His heart began to pound wildly, and his mouth felt parched as if it were on fire. Previously, all his thoughts had been focused on her wounds, and he hadn't paid attention to anything else. Now, completely relaxed, he saw her slender, beautiful back, and a sudden flame ignited within him.

His fingertips gently traced her back, the smooth, delicate touch igniting all the suppressed desires within him. His large hands irresistibly moved to caress her back, sliding and stroking, while his burning lips rained down kisses on every inch of her flawless skin. His hot breath sprayed onto her back, his heavy panting clearly audible in the darkness.

Suppressing the urge to press herself against him, she buried her head in the back of his neck, kissing him passionately. Unable to resist the overwhelming desire, she opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder.

The sleeping man let out a soft moan, a sound that jolted Li Tianqi awake. What was he doing? He was abusing Ziju! How could he take advantage of him while he was asleep? If Ziju knew he was being humiliated by a man, she would die of shame.

He chuckled softly, "Such a proud person."

However, being bitten yet remaining sound asleep without any awareness, it's no wonder he worries.

With a heavy heart, he turned away with difficulty, trying not to look at that figure. Just as he was trying to control himself, the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside. Li Tianqi frowned, got up from the bed, and was about to walk towards the door when someone burst into the room.

Li Tianqi glanced at the group of people who had rushed in. Leading the charge was He Lu, followed by Liu Yunde, who was still seriously injured. To his surprise, Miao Zhou was also following behind.

Li Tianqi raised an eyebrow. "Miaozhou, what are you doing here?"

"Your Majesty, I heard fighting here, so I came out to see what was going on." Miao Zhou's face remained unchanged for a thousand years.

Li Tianqi glanced at him, then ignored him and turned to look at the man in the lead. His brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze was like iron. "General Ashina, did you come to see me late at night to discuss military matters?" He had completely ignored their crime of trespassing.

He Lu raised an eyebrow and smiled coldly, "Not at all, it's just time for me to apply medicine to my Khan."

"Your Khan? He's my Wind King." Li Tianqi's expression remained unchanged as he tugged at his wrinkled sleeve.

"He is the Khan of my Western Turks, and that will never change." Helu stared intently at the person in front of him, trying to overwhelm him with the flames in his eyes.

"He is my fourth brother, and that will never change." His expression remained blank, as if he were speaking of something unrelated to himself.

"Fourth brother? Hahaha—I suppose His Majesty has forgotten the betrayal that unfolded at that humble inn. A man who has severed all ties with his brother still wants to find his fourth brother? How can everything in this world be as you wish? There must be mutual consent." Remembering how Feng had wept for him, He Lu's last shred of reason vanished. "Severing ties! Abandoning him! Sending troops to attack! Forcing him into submission! Is this all you, the second brother, have done to your fourth brother? Truly, deep affection indeed." The last sentence was clearly uttered through gritted teeth.

"So what? No matter how much we sever ties, I will always be his second brother. No matter how I treat him, it's just between us. It's none of anyone else's business. General Ashina, do you have any connection with my Zijun?" He emphasized the words "my Zijun" especially.

"Heh—" He Lu sneered, "The relationship isn't quite normal, that's all. I'm his concubine."

The room fell silent. The only sound was the cracking of Li Tianqi's knuckles, his fist clenched so tightly it seemed about to break.

As the two stood locked in a tense standoff, the air so still it seemed about to explode, when suddenly Liu Yunde roared, "What did you do to her—"

Upon hearing this, He Lu rushed past Li Tianqi to Wei Zijun. He saw a striking hickey on the back of her snow-white neck. His gaze slid down to her exposed back below her collar, where there were also faint, small hickeys on her flawless skin.

A sudden heat surged through his mind, all the suppressed anger bursting forth. His eyes blazed with burning fury. He clenched his fists and walked step by step toward Li Tianqi. "You dare to bully him—" The words that were uttered through clenched teeth were like sharp knives, carrying extreme lethality, piercing into Li Tianqi's chest.

Li Tianqi raised his eyebrows. "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, you are his Yang Concubine, and he is mine."

He Lu roared, his hard fist coming straight at him. But Li Tianqi held it firmly, saying, "General Ashina, do you know this is treason?"

Liu Yunde also rushed over angrily, but Miaozhou stepped forward and blocked him.

"Miaozhou, step back—" Li Tianqi said coldly.

Miao Zhou respectfully withdrew, and thus the battle between the three men began.

A powerful gust of wind swirled through the room, scattering tea sets and other furnishings, shattering them on the floor with a crackling sound. However, as if the gust of wind had been preordained, it swirled around the couch and stopped.

However, the frenzied fighting and roars still woke the sleeping person. When she saw several crazed jealous men fighting each other recklessly in front of her, a surge of anger welled up. "Stop—" she shouted softly, and the men stopped fighting at the same time and turned to look at her. In an instant, they were entangled in a fierce battle again.

Wei Zijun was even more furious, "Get out—all of you get out and fight—"

The angry shout clearly had an effect; the men were stunned for a moment, then swept away together.

A moment later, the sounds of fierce fighting could be heard outside. Wei Zijun felt another pang of despair.

On nights like this, she can forget about getting a good night's sleep.

...

But she still slept very well. Last night's fight was like a lullaby; she got tired of it and fell asleep.

Strangely, none of those people entered her room this morning, which is unusual.

Until she saw their pig-like faces, which were trying to hide everywhere.

Three handsome men, their faces swollen and disfigured, appeared before her. It wasn't that she had forced anyone; rather, she had disregarded Lin Huajing's advice and resolutely dressed to gather the generals to discuss military matters.

This behavior forced them to come to the council chamber.

The generals were all terrified when they saw the majesty of their commander and their emperor.

When Wei Zijun saw them, her first reaction was surprise, but after the second glance, she lowered her head and pursed her lips. She dared not look at them a third time. After all, one was the commander-in-chief of the city's defenses, and the other was the emperor; both had pride. If she were to burst into laughter, it would undoubtedly be like rubbing salt into their wounds.

"Why didn't you listen to Physician Lin—" A rough, reprimanding voice rang out. Wei Zijun looked up in surprise. Was that Li Tianqi's voice? Had his vocal cords swelled up too?

"Your Majesty, we must press our advantage and pursue the enemy. The battle cannot be delayed. We must immediately send troops to Wenshan to quickly attack the city. Otherwise, when the Tibetan reinforcements arrive, our casualties will increase." Wei Zijun tried to keep his voice calm and composed. "We are discussing military matters. Your Majesty need not stay here. Your Majesty can go back and wait for news."

Li Tianqi frowned slightly, remained silent, and sat down to the side.

Wei Zijun looked at Liu Yunde and asked, "Why are you here too? They're discussing military matters here."

"I was worried about your injury, so I told you not to wear clothes. You should obediently lie back on the couch." Liu Yunde didn't care whether Wei Zijun was embarrassed or not; she really shouldn't have disobeyed.

Wei Zijun ignored his words, only glancing at his face. "Are you out of your mind? You're injured like this and you're still fighting?" She reached out and turned his face towards her. "Do you want to be completely disfigured?"

Li Tianqi and He Lu both stared intently at her hand on Liu Yunde's face. Her tone, half reproachful and half concerned, sounded particularly grating to them.

Liu Yunde grabbed her hand that was on his face. "Don't aggravate your wound. Go back and apply the medicine as soon as possible. I'm going out."

Wei Zijun nodded. Then she looked at He Lu and said, "He Lu, look at you. Such a stunning beauty has been disfigured like this. You're a grown man, why are you fighting? Go back and rest."

He Lu thought to himself, "Isn't this all because of him? What did he do with that man? What did he do?" His mind was in turmoil, but he said aloud, "We need to stay and discuss military matters."

"Alright then, Fang Gu, tell me about the current situation." Wei Zijun lowered her eyes and began to look at the military map on the table.

Seeing her intently studying the picture, Li Tianqi was furious. They'd all been cursing him, and he, the one with the most swelling and the most beatings, hadn't uttered a single word. He hadn't held this act of deceiving the emperor accountable, not because of him, but because he didn't want him to worry about those two. And he, the emperor, had even endured the humiliation of being beaten for him, yet he…

Li Tianqi grew angrier the more he thought about it. He remembered how he had lost his composure because of that person, how a dignified emperor had resorted to fighting without any dignity, and how he had lost his imperial dignity for her sake, yet she had completely ignored him. Enraged, he flung his sleeves, stood up, and walked out. After taking a few steps, he returned and sat down heavily next to Wei Zijun.

Wei Zijun lowered her eyelashes, listening to Fang Gu's report while intently studying the map. After a moment, she raised her head and addressed the crowd: "Wenshan County is located in a high and cold region with rugged roads and undulating mountains. It is the gateway to the Western Qiang and a key point in western Sichuan. Currently, there is only one small road that can pass through Shu County, but this place must be heavily guarded, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Do any of you generals have a strategy for attacking the city that minimizes casualties?"

Li Tianqi leaned back in his chair, remaining silent and simply staring at her.

He Lu stood up, walked to Wei Zijun's other side, and sat down heavily. "Wenshan is surrounded by the Wenjiang River in front and the Jinshui River behind. There are mountains on all sides, and the Jinshui River has a barrier built along its banks. Apart from that small path, the only way to get there is to go upstream along the banks of the Wenjiang River on the south side."

Wei Zijun nodded, looking at the map in her hand. "In my opinion, we should cross the mountain." She traced a line on the map with her finger. "Going upstream is not only a detour, but it also creates a large-scale attack, which the enemy will be prepared for. Although the shallows are easy to fight in, our casualties will also be greater. Crossing this mountain, on the other hand, will be done without anyone noticing, and it will directly target the enemy's weakest point, their rear. By the time they realize what's happening, the battle will probably be over."

All the generals nodded in approval, while Li Tianqi remained silent.

“Feng—truly a man of exceptional wisdom.” He Lu took the map from Wei Zijun’s hand, and as he did so, he deliberately and accidentally grabbed her hand.

On the other side, the person who could no longer bear the neglect finally spoke up, "The Wind King is intelligent, handsome, resourceful, dashing, brave, skilled in martial arts, and possesses extraordinary strategic abilities. With the Wind King, no matter how dangerous the pass, it is invincible. He is truly a blessing to our Great Yu."