"Anxious to go back to the New Year ah!" Jing Shao said without lifting his head, anyway, the southeast is sooner or later to fight, rather than dragging with the army halfway to be sent back by an imperial decree, not such as a solution.
These two fiefdoms delayed for a long time half of the benefits are not, only because the Shu army, Hunan army, Qian army of this three-party army will be handed back after the war, and the mountains are high and far away, in his meaningless, only Jiangnan's military power is very important. Moreover, now it seems that the experience of rebirth is still quite useful, two months on the fight down the southwest, if the southeast can also be this speed, can really rush back to the New Year. Moreover, this winter, there is a very important thing in the capital waiting for him to go back to do.
Dropping his eyes to look at the waist of the sword, Mu Hanzhang pursed lips: "Today this secret room, how do you know?"
"That ......" Jing Shao that pen's hand paused, bad, today only focus on showing off in front of their own Wangfei, complacency to forget this point to forget, pause the pen to continue to write down, face without changing color said, "that is too ancestral left in the secret zi said." In any case, his own great-grandfather is brilliant, put this kind of thing to the great-grandfather naturally also makes sense.
Quietly looking at Jing Shao's handsome side face, the secret room thing makes sense, this southwest king's residence was initially ordered by the great ancestor to build, but the victory pass and the tiger's teeth and crane's mouth of those arrangements, and where to start? He gave Zhao Meng's third brocade bag, which was written according to what Jing Shao said, and the result was completely fulfilled, but these days he didn't see him receive any news from the scouts.
"That ......" open lips, again pursed up, he did not want to say things they do not want to force, this kind of one after another to ask ultimately inappropriate, Mu Hanyang's eyes dimmed.
Jing Shao finished writing the letter before he remembered that his own princess hadn't spoken again for a long time, and looked up at him, right into that pair of thoughtful and beautiful eyes, sighed softly, and reached out to carry the person into his arms.
"Meow ah ......" The little tiger cub in his arms opened his eyes because of the bumps, and gave a thin cry rubbing himself in his master's arms, and was grabbed by Jing Shao and thrown onto the long couch. The little tiger had grown quite a bit in the past two months, and Jun Qing would definitely get tired after holding it for a long time.
Mu Hanzhang laughed softly, "Why bother always going through the motions with it."
Jing Shao dissatisfiedly rubbed his face against that warm chest, "It's not that I don't tell you some things, it's just that I can't tell you myself."
Mu Hanyang slowly touched the head that was rubbing around on his chest, "Well, I know." Jing Shao treated himself to a heart that was no longer clear, but the human heart is always unaware of the ...... fruitfulness or his own too greedy.
Jing Shao sighed, his own Wangfei's mind is too fine, not to tell him clearly for fear of thinking too much, but rebirth this kind of mysterious thing he himself do not understand, and how to start?
There was a long silence, and when Mu Hanzhang thought that Jing Shao would not say anything more, a muffled voice suddenly came from his chest, "Junqing, do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?"
Muhan Zhang slightly separated some to look at him.
"I had a dream," Jing Shao frowned, sometimes he also doubted that the past life and present life, could one of them be a dream, but the dream was too long and too true, and so unbelievable, "the dream gave me a lot of hints, like the southern barbarians should not be fought, and the southwestern defenses, etc., but these things and not exactly will be all be fulfilled, so ......"
Mu Hanzhang looked at him with some surprise, he had thought it was some source that he couldn't talk about, but now it was a dream, but if it was a reminder given by the heavens, it all really made sense, after all, even the best sources couldn't be that exhaustive.
"It is not that I intend to hide from you, this kind of thing is too unbelievable, I myself do not understand." Jing Shao looked straight at the person in his arms, the heart but secretly regret, he should make up a reason again, this kind of direct out, if he does not believe, in turn, misunderstanding his nonsense prevarication can be how to be good? "You believe it does not matter, I'm just afraid that you think too much, I ......" scratched his head bitterly, other things can be dealt with, only face to face with their own Wangfei, always do stupid things.
Mu Hanzhang looked at him in silence for a long time and slowly opened his mouth, sighing and generally whispering, "Perhaps in the underworld, there is a heavenly will."
Jing Shao's eyes widened at once, he actually believed it! "Jun Qing, you, believe my words."
"I believe you." Mu Hanyang slowly hooked up his lips, this kind of secret should be hidden in the bottom of the heart, even parents and brothers can not say, but he said this to himself, just to not let him think too much, this kind of heart, how can you live up to it?
Not believe in your words, is to believe in you! Jing Shao carefully recalled the meaning of the words, only to feel that the whole heart is up full, can not help but seek that soft lips, kissed hard.
A kiss lingering, all the knots in this moment to dissipate, Jing Shao first tasted, just a kiss, will let a person intoxicated as a boy.
I will exchange my heart for your heart, and then I will realize the depth of our memories.
The end of a kiss, the two are some slightly asthmatic, Jing Shao looked at the arms of the slightly red people, long eyelashes slightly fluttering, like scratching on the human heart, itchy, warm. Can not help but come up again, once again contain that reddish lips, a hand restlessly and slowly into the lapel, gently and familiarly undo the sash, with a thin callus hand caressing the glistening chest, in that small bump above the kneading pressure.
Mu Hanzhang shuddered and lightly pushed him away, a thought flashing through her mind as if there was something else she had forgotten to ask him, "I remembered there was something else I wanted to ask you, but I suddenly couldn't remember."
Jing Shao hooked his lips, his fingers flexed and pinched a small bean and gently tugged on it.
Mu Hanyang gasped, still want to say something, immediately was Jing Shao blocked the lips, not much time, to be back to God, people have been put on the soft collapse.
Jing Shao didn't give the man underneath him any chance to protest, quickly peeling back the sash on his chest and covering his lips.
"Well ...... no, there will be someone ......" They are now in the main hall of the Southwest King's House councilors, at any time someone will come in to pass, Mu Hanzhang glanced at the open door, nervous.
Jing Shao saw that he was distracted and took the opportunity to stroke downward, holding the vital spot.
"Well ......," Mu Hanyang bit her lip to hold back the soft chant that came out of her mouth, glaring at him, and in return, the person on her body suddenly aggravated the sound of panting.
"Junqing ......" Jing Shao straddled him, rubbing against him through the material of his clothes, leaning down to hold an ear and gently biting it, heavy panting kept spraying on that white neck, making that piece gradually dyed pink. Fortunately, just now too cumbersome, into the house, took off the armor, reached out at the waist and pulled out the small box.
"No, here ......" Mu Hanzhang is still nervous, if there is suddenly what people come in can be how to be good, only focus on worrying about this, to ask Jing Shao what is completely thrown in the back of the head.
Jing Shao laughed and rolled him over, lying on his back on top of the long couch so that he wouldn't have to look at that door again, harshly whispering in his ear, "You just need to scream louder, those people naturally won't dare to come in." Saying this, he pushed his fingers dipped in balm into his body.
"You ...... ah ......" Mu Hanyang was caught off guard by him drilling into his body, and wanted to glare at him, but nah he was lying on his back and simply couldn't see his proper face.
Jiang Lang stood outside the door and heard the commotion inside, the corners of his mouth twitching a bit as he stopped the clerk who was going in to deliver the paperwork and quickly sent the person away before slowly closing the door to the main hall without looking away.
"Don't be afraid, Jiang Lang is guarding outside." Jing Shao saw that the person underneath him had been tense, how could he still feel happy if he went on like this, he couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken, he couldn't bear to tease him any longer, he kissed that beautiful butterfly bone, and softly comforted him. Seeing that he really gradually relaxes, he gently caresses that supple waist with reassurance, then separates that tantalizing roundness, and arches his body and rushes in.
Mu Hanyang immediately clenched the neck side of the round pillow, this half month busy fighting, and concerned about his injuries, the two have not been completely intimate, now unlocked the knot, and then the body together, to be that the pain slowed down, only to feel wonderful. Feel like this kind of mind some shame, mu hanzhang buried his face in the pillow, fortunately this position he can not see his own expression.
This cute little action naturally couldn't escape Jing Shao's eyes, he couldn't help but bend his eyes, holding onto that beautiful body and galloping up.
Jiang Lang stood outside the door, practicing martial arts people deaf and blind, the sound of water stains in the house, coupled with the occasional overflow of gasps, straight to teach people to blush. Duty is not allowed to leave, only to move out two steps, but the brain can not help but depict the picture of the house. His family three generations are doctors, the royal family since childhood also heard a lot of all kinds of, like Cheng Wang husband and wife this love is really rare.
Looking at the sky gradually sinking sun, Jiang Lang teenagers can not help but some frustration, this time back to the capital, his father is estimated to give him a marriage, but unfortunately he is the first son, if he can also marry a Wangfei this kind of male wife how good it is.
After making out, Jing Shao held the still slightly trembling person and took a bath, changed into a clean undershirt and pants, let the guards go clean up the inner room, and hugged his own princess to rest on the soft collapse. Mu Hanzhang was very tired, leaning in Jing Shao's arms, smelling the dry scent of his body soon fell asleep.
Looking at the person who fell asleep in his arms, Jing Shao lightly breathed a sigh of relief, in this way, Jun Qing should have forgotten what to ask for, right, I am afraid that he will ask if that dream was made on the wedding night, and then suspect that he is good to him because of the oracle of heaven would be bad.
"Woohoo!" Little Yellow, who had been cleared to the ground by Jing Shao's foot at the start, was quite disgruntled as she picked herself up on the edge of the soft collapse and scratched his pant leg.
Jing Shao rubbed the little tiger's head with his toes, only to have it hug and nibble hard.
In the southwest fiefdom this time is very calm, after two months of war can finally breathe, the generals are very happy, of course, the most happy or Jing Shao. Because he found that the back of those small bamboo buildings are the southwest king of the captive beauty of the place, each bamboo building is different, one of them is particularly special, the whole room is cushion, should be dedicated to the southwest king of the pleasure of the place.
Jing Shao ordered someone to clean up the place and lay down new soft cushions and blankets, and then, every day, he wrapped his arms around his own princess and fooled around here.
Mu Hanzhang at first also accompanied him to play, the results found that this person can not be spoiled, the more by him, he will be more and more inches, even daytime also refused to let him go downstairs, a furious refused to live here again. Especially when you see the right guard's evasive gaze, but also feel humiliated beyond measure, resolutely moved back to that proper main hall to live.