After Wei Luo said this, Zhao Jie realized that her fingers were cold, and she didn't know how long she had been standing outside. Zhao Jie didn't think about it any more, he held her little hand behind his back and asked, "When did you come?"
Wei Luo tilted her head and thought for a while, "It's around Xu time, it won't be long."
It's almost Haishi now, and he said it won't be long! Zhao Jie's face darkened, and he looked coldly at Jin Lu and Bai Lan, which made the two maids shiver suddenly.
Wei Luo knew what he was thinking, and explained, "Don't blame the two of them, I insisted on coming, so don't be angry."
Zhao Jie covered her hands, those little hands finally became warm. He said, "Sit in the carriage and talk."
Little did he know that this gesture was so intimate in the eyes of others.
Watching this scene, the soldiers in armor at the back all opened their mouths. They all worked with Zhao Jie, and they were used to Zhao Jie's decisive and ruthless appearance, but they had never seen him be so considerate to anyone. Hey, he even warmed his hands himself, because Zhao Jie's hand just broke a prisoner's neck.
They have never heard Zhao Jie mention his little princess, but they have heard a few words from other people. I heard that Prince Jing doted on that little princess very much, he wished to bring mountains of gold and silver in front of her, and even personally put lanterns on the Huai'an River for her. Of course, these are just hearsay, they haven't seen it with their own eyes, and they don't really believe it. It's just that seeing her today was an eye-opener. It turns out that the rumors from the outside world are true. According to this distressed posture, let alone a mountain of gold and silver, she is willing to give her life.
Several soldiers came up to say hello, one by one said respectfully: "See Princess Jing."
The soldier who was carrying the assassin just now also came over, dragging the half-dead assassin in his hands, and was about to speak when Wei Luo frowned and stepped back.
"Yu Zhi." Zhao Jie said.
The man immediately stood up straight, "Your Highness."
Zhao Jie had no expression on his face, "Get out of here."
Under the eyes of everyone, Yu Zhi dragged the prisoner away silently. The blood marks on the ground dragged the elder, Wei Luo just stood far away and didn't see clearly, now that Yu Zhi actually brought the prisoner to him, Wei Luo couldn't stand it anymore. She supported Zhao Jie's hand, turned her head and retched twice.
Zhao Jie patted Wei Luo's back lightly, hugged her horizontally, and told the other officers and soldiers, "Leave the rest to you, and I will come back tomorrow." He looked at Yu who left Zhi, squinting his eyes, "Also, Yu Zhi will be given the task of leading the army for one month's training, with a load of three hundred catties, and he will run ten laps around Shengjing City."
Several soldiers sympathized with Yu Zhi in their hearts, but said: "Your subordinate obeys orders, my lord, please go slowly."
It was only after getting into the carriage that Wei Luo felt better.
Wei Luo blew the cold wind, and as soon as he got into the carriage, he yelled three times. Zhao Jie's clothes were stained with other people's blood, so it was not easy to take them off for her, so he wrapped her in the blanket on the carriage, stretched out his index finger and flicked her forehead, "Silly Ah Luo, don't come to such a place next time .”
Unconvinced, Wei Luo puffed up her cheeks and said, "Who told you not to go home? I've been waiting for you for a long time, afraid that something might happen to you."
Zhao Jie took her into his arms with a blanket, "How could something happen to me?"
Wei Luo said: "Yesterday someone was going to assassinate you in Huai'an River, who knows if they will be lying in ambush again today."
Zhao Jie felt both helpless and touched in his heart, he pressed her forehead and said, "I'll be fine, Ah Luo, I have to go back to see you."
Wei Luo nodded, and after not being honest for a long time, she said truthfully, "Big Brother, go back and take a shower, you stink to death."
She has endured it for a long time.
Zhao Jie: "..."
When Zhao Jie came out of the clean room after taking a shower, Wei Luo was lying on the beauty couch watching the anecdote, raising her two calves, and the skirt woven with gold and beaded necklaces and eight treasures slipped down, revealing a smooth calf as white as lotus root, so white. Dazzling. Jin Lu held the rose ointment, and rubbed it on her legs after rubbing her palms to warm it up. The weather has been very dry recently, and Wei Luo's skin has been peeling, so she made a skin care ointment with rose petals, and applied a little every night, so that her skin would be tender and smooth the next day.
Wearing dark green pajamas, with wet hair draped behind him, Zhao Jie stepped forward to take the rose ointment from Jin Lu's hand, "I'll do it."
Hearing his voice, Wei Luo turned her head suddenly, "Have you finished washing?"
Zhao Jie nodded, poured some rose ointment into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and covered Wei Luo's swaying calf, "Yeah." Now he is very proficient in doing these things, it should be said that Wei Luo has trained him well.
Zhao Jie's fingers were rough and rough, and they were placed on Wei Luo's smooth and tender calf, making her a little itchy. "Hey, let the golden thread come, you have calluses on your hands, it hurts me so much."
Zhao Jie didn't listen to her, just smiled and said: "You are delicate."
But if he puts on the rose cream, he should put on the rose cream. His hand was not honest, and it slid along her calf. Wei Luo grabbed his hand, turned her head and gave him a scolding look, "What are you doing?"
Zhao Jie said: "Didn't you want to play with me yesterday? Today I will give you this chance."
Wei Luo blinked, and indeed remembered that there was such a thing.
When they were making out in the past, it was Zhao Jie who dominated. Whatever posture he put her in, she would be in whatever posture he put her in, and she had to cater to him. Some poses made Wei Luo extremely ashamed, but Zhao Jie liked them very much. Moreover, Zhao Jie's time and strength made Wei Luo overwhelmed. She had complained to him many times, and he coaxed her into a fog with his nice words.
If Wei Luo was allowed to control the overall situation, this experience would be really fresh.
Wei Luo kicked him on the waist, "Wipe your hair clean first, you'll catch a cold later."
Zhao Jie put the towel in her hand, "Come and help me."
Wei Luo sat up from the couch, not shy at all, dried his hair seriously, and combed it with a comb again, finally it was all right.
After dinner, Zhao Jieping retreated from the maid, and looked at Wei Luo with a smile on his chin.
Wei Luo knew what this meant, he was waiting for her to "play" him.
Wei Luo rinsed his mouth pretending to be calm, and said, "You go to the inner room and wait for me."
Zhao Jie raised his eyebrows, "Oh, is there anything else the princess wants to prepare?"
These words are too provocative.
Wei Luo glared at him, "I'm going to change clothes."
Zhao Jie smiled lowly.
When Wei Luo came back from outside, Zhao Jie was already lying on the bed, but his clothes were still neatly dressed. Wei Luo asked Jin Lu and Bai Lan to stay outside, walked to the bed by herself, and looked down at Zhao Jie from above.
Zhao Jie's phoenix eyes swept over, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Wei Luo's heart sank, she climbed onto the bed, half-kneeled on the edge of the bed, and untied Zhao Jie's belt.
Zhao Jie was still very calm at this time.
Then Wei Luo raised his hands, tied his two wrists to the huanghuali wood at the head of the bed, and tied a tight knot.
There was a slight surprise in Zhao Jie's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes meaningfully, "Ah Luo, are you sure you want to play like this?"
Wei Luo thought about tying his hands, and no matter what he did for a while, he couldn't resist anymore. She raised her small face and smiled proudly, "Why not? Didn't big brother listen to everything I say?"
The little girl didn't know that she was starting a fire. She straddled Zhao Jie's waist and patted Zhao Jie's cheek lightly, "Brother, smile."
Zhao Jie looked at her with burning eyes.
Wei Luo didn't care whether he was smiling or not, her fingers slowly stroked along the contours of his cheeks, and then came to his thin lips, rubbing them against his lips. After touching for a while, the slender and tender index finger parted his lips and slid into his mouth, not afraid of being disturbed.
Zhao Jie bit her finger, his gaze was like a torch.
…
And then, Wei Luo saw him exert all his strength on his wrist, and easily broke the silk ribbon binding his hands.
Wei Luo stared at the pieces of rags, but before she could react, she felt the world spinning for a while, and was crushed by Zhao Jie.
Wei Luo opened her eyes wide in shock.
Zhao Jie leaned over and bit her jade neck, and said hoarsely, "Now it's my turn to play with you."
…
The next morning, Wei Luo felt that her waist was about to break.
The consequence of igniting the fire was that the fire burned on her body, and it was still a raging fire, which almost burned her to ashes. Zhao Jie was too much, he clearly agreed to let her play, but in the end he still did whatever he wanted to her! Wei Luo rubbed her waist and rolled into the bed angrily, she just wanted to stay away from this hungry wolf and never believed his words again.
So when Zhao Jie opened his eyes, he saw a certain little girl hiding from him with teary eyes, her bellyband was hanging loosely on her body, her shoulders and neck were covered with marks, she could see that she had been bullied miserably. Zhao Jie's eyes sank, he stretched out his hand to grab Wei Luo, and bullied Wei Luo again.
Until Zhao Jie came back from the courtyard after practicing martial arts, Wei Luo didn't say a word to him.
After Wei Luo finished bathing, she sat in front of the bronze mirror and combed her hair. Zhao Jie took the comb from Jin Lu's hand and combed her hair. He did not forget to ask in a low voice, "Are you having fun?"
Wei Luo slapped the golden silk grass insect hairpin on the dressing table, turned and glared at him, saying, "You liar!"
Zhao Jie laughed, "How did I lie to you?"
"You clearly said..." Wei Luo was furious, and as soon as she stood up, her waist and legs felt weak, and she sat back down again. Lost in momentum. Coupled with the presence of several maidservants and several pairs of eyes watching, it was difficult for her to tell their agreement. Wei Luo's eyes were red, and she choked out a sentence for a long time: "You sleep in the study tonight."
This is a big deal. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Zhao Jie sent Jinlu Bailan and Yunxuan Yusuo out, then hugged Wei Luo on his lap, rubbed her waist and coaxed her for a while.
A quarter of an hour later, Wei Luo was still angry, and stretched out her hand to scratch his neck, "It's all your fault, I was planning to go out today, so tell me how to get out now." She couldn't even stand up.
Zhao Jie held her hand and sucked her fingertips, "Where are you going?"
Wei Luo said: "Today is Yang Zhen's return to the city, I promised Liuli to accompany her to the Jade Building."
The view from the private room of the Jade Building is excellent, and the troops returning to the city can see it clearly when they walk into Shengjing City and stand in the Jade Building.
Zhao Jie pondered, "I'll arrange a carriage to take you there."
Wei Luo nodded in agreement, and that was the only way she could do it.
When Wei Luo changed her clothes and went out, it happened that Zhao Jie was also going to Shenji Camp, so the two went out together. Zhao Jie supported Wei Luo's waist all the way, the fool couldn't see what was going on, Wei Luo was so annoying to him, he kept waving his hands away, isn't this place without three hundred taels of silver! But Zhao Jie couldn't bear his thick skin, her resistance was useless.
In the morning, most of the servants of Prince Jing's mansion knew that the princess was loved by Prince Jing last night.
When Wei Luo came to the private room of the Jade Building, Zhao Liuli had already been waiting for a long time.
Zhao Liuli was looking out the window with her chin propped up. Before the army had passed the moat, she could not wait to stretch her neck.
Wei Luo asked, "Why did the Empress allow you to come out?"
Zhao Liuli took it for granted: "My mother has been pestered by my father recently, and I can't get away, so I don't care much about me."
It's not impossible for Wei Luo to think of Emperor Chongzhen's diligence that day.
About half an hour later, the anti-insurgency army slowly entered the city gate, and the people of Shengjing City warmly greeted them, leaving all the streets empty. This army quelled the rebellion in eastern Guangdong and saved the people in eastern Guangdong. Heroes are always easy to be admired, without exception since ancient times.
People all over the city lined the road to welcome, and they saw Yang Zhen riding on horseback from a distance.
He made a first-class contribution, captured the leader of the rebel army alive, and rose from a small garrison to the current second-rank general soldier. But in just a few months, it seems that he has changed his face. Darker, thinner, but also more mature, the whole person exudes a heroic and imposing aura. Wearing silver-white armor, Yang Zhen rode a Qinghai Cong and walked downstairs from the Emerald Building.
Zhao Liuli held Wei Luo's hand so tightly that she couldn't even roll her eyes. "A Luo, I, I saw Brother Yang Zhen..."
Wei Luo gave her a funny look, "Don't cry."
To be honest, Zhao Liuli really wanted to cry.
Yang Zhen walked under the window, as if feeling something, looked up at the second floor, and met Zhao Liuli's eyes.
Yang Zhen was startled suddenly, he couldn't even ride a horse anymore, and stopped in place.
The two of you looked at me and I looked at you, but we haven't seen each other for three months, but it seems like three years have passed.
Until someone behind him urged, "Master Yang, why don't you leave?"
Yang Zhen came back to his senses, took a deep look upstairs, and then rode his horse and continued on.
After the army left, Zhao Liuli took Wei Luo's hand and walked out, "They are going back to the barracks, so let's follow."
Poor Wei Luo had a sore back and legs, and had to follow her around.
There was a carriage parked behind the Jade Building, which was arranged by Zhao Jie for Wei Luo. The two went to the barracks in a carriage. Because they were too conspicuously dressed, there were rough men in the barracks. It was not easy for the two of them to go in, so they had to wait at the door.
Half an hour later, Yang Zhen and several other officers came out of the barracks.
Zhao Liuli didn't want to show up, so she quietly raised a corner of the curtain, hoping to surprise Yang Zhen after everyone had left.
Just overheard their conversation.
"This counter-insurgency captured a lot of prisoners, all thanks to Lord Yang." One of them flattered.
Yang Zhen went out for a trip. Originally, he still had a reticent temperament, and there was not much change, but the blood made him more tenacious. Hearing the words, he only said: "Without everyone's cooperation, I can't win with my own strength."
The man flattered the horse's leg, but he wasn't discouraged. He must have seen Yang Zhen's recalcitrant temper. "Among the captives this time, there are a few beauties from eastern Guangdong. My lord must have seen it in the south for a few months. The girls there are all petite and exquisite. These few are the best, with fair skin and beautiful appearance. Back up. If the adults like it, this subordinate will give it to the adults to try."
The men who have been in the military camp all year round speak a little unscrupulously, and they are not ambiguous at all when they talk about nasty things.
Inside the carriage, the smile on Zhao Liuli's mouth gradually faded.
Yang Zhen said: "No need. I still have something to do, so let's not get through it for now."
The officer did not intend to let him go, and blocked Yang Zhen's way. "Master Yang, wait a minute, just take a look..."
It turned out that someone had already brought the captives here, they were two girls in plain clothes, it seemed that this person had already prepared. Although the two girls were dressed simply, their clothes were washed very clean, their black hair was combed into two shiny whips, they looked really good, they looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and looked young. He must have been tortured along the way, seeing Yang Zhen a little timidly, he obediently called "Master Yang".
The officer thought that Yang Zhen was used to looking at beautiful and charming ladies, and when he saw these two immature and timid little girls, he would definitely be interested. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhen frowned and said, "Lord Zhou..."
Before the words were finished, the curtain of the opposite carriage was suddenly lifted, revealing a small face with pink make-up and jade. Zhao Liuli said angrily to the coachman, "Go back to the palace!"
Yang Zhen followed the sound and froze suddenly, staring blankly at the wonderful man, thinking for a moment that he was dazzled.
Just now the carriage with the red wheel canopy was parked at the gate of the barracks, with the curtain hanging down, Yang Zhen and others thought it was a family member of a certain soldier in the army, so they didn't care. Unexpectedly, when the curtain was opened, there was someone inside who he thought about day and night.
It wasn't until the carriage turned and walked away that he realized that he quickly pulled the horse beside him and jumped on it, "Drive!"