Mingyu was surprised. In this society where male superiority and female inferiority are almost a stigma, and women are required to be weak and subordinate to men, how could there be women going to the battlefield
"Miss Lu looks quite old." Mingyu said with a smile, "Has her family arranged a marriage for her? She is so old and yet she is still going to the battlefield. How dangerous it is for a girl like her."
Sima Hong shook his head. "This is her private matter. I don't know. She is the daughter of Commander Lu. She needs to be taken care of in both overt and covert ways. Even if she goes to the battlefield, it won't be a very dangerous place."
Mingyu smiled, thinking of the heroic girl. If she was really a fifteen-year-old girl, she might envy such a girl, who is good at martial arts, lives a free and easy life, and can be given titles such as "heroine" and "female hero"... Unfortunately, she is not a teenage girl anymore. She should do things within her ability and live a life that suits her. This is her current code of conduct. For someone like her who is unable to carry anything and whose brain is not as smart as the housekeeper of a wealthy family, it is enough for her to be Sima Hong's wife.
After seeing off the last group of people, it was almost noon. Of the ten or so packages of snacks that Baihao had bought, only the snack crumbs were left in the folds of the paper. Sima Hong was tidying up the hemp paper on the table and couldn't help but scold with a smile: "Did these people come here after being hungry for a few days? They all look like starving ghosts who have never had snacks before."
Mingyu flattered him with a smile, "My husband is wise. The snacks he bought for the guests were just right, not too much and not too little."
Sima Hong felt relieved after hearing this, but when he saw that everyone had left, he felt itchy again. He went to close the gate, and when he came back, he hugged Mingyu and kissed her on the mouth.
"In broad daylight..." Mingyu blushed and stamped her feet, "What are you doing!"
Sima Hong sucked Mingyu's earlobe and said vaguely, "What are you afraid of? No one sees us. There are only two of us here. We don't need to follow the rules of the capital." Then he was about to drag Mingyu into the house.
“No, no,” Mingyu protested. “What if someone else comes?”
Seeing that his words were not working, Sima Hong simply picked up Mingyu, carried her on his shoulders, and ran into the house. Mingyu was suddenly lifted up high, and she screamed in fear, slapping Sima Hong on the back and shouting angrily: "Sima Hong, you bastard, put me down!"
Sima Hong ignored them. As soon as he heard the female relatives praising Mingyu for her beauty and good complexion, he felt secretly proud. It was all the result of his hard work in nourishing her last night. He decided to focus on "nourishing" her more today.
After carrying Mingyu to the bedside, Sima Hong pretended to throw Mingyu into the bed. The feeling of weightlessness made Mingyu scream. However, before she really fell heavily on the bed, Sima Hong laughed and hugged her, gently put her on the bed, pressed on her, and rubbed Mingyu's face. The blue stubble that appeared last night made Mingyu itchy.
This bastard, he startled her... Mingyu was very angry, but she couldn't help smiling. She pushed him and said with a smile, "Stop it, didn't you just tell me that after dinner, Madam Li would take me to meet Commander Lu's wife? I can't afford to be late!"
Sima Hong didn't take it seriously. He kissed and sniffed Mingyu's neck, unbuttoning her dress. "What's there to be ashamed of? You are a fourth-rank imperial lady granted by the emperor. You are the most senior among the women here, and only others can take care of you. I asked you to meet her only to give face to Commander Lu. Don't take her seriously."
Mingyu exclaimed, "Ah!" No wonder the people who came today were so respectful and fawning to her. If Sima Hong hadn't reminded her, she would have forgotten that she was a lady granted by the emperor. Come to think of it, which lady was as shabby as her, living in a small courtyard, and having to do housework on her own with her husband. She had to go to Lintong to buy vegetarian dishes... The emperor was the same, he only knew how to write blank checks... Mingyu couldn't help but complain.
After unbuttoning Mingyu's clothes, Sima Hong was eager to take off his own, but he was reluctant to put all his weight on Mingyu's small body. One hand supported Mingyu's side, and the other hand was eager to stroke Mingyu's soft and delicate body back and forth, wanting to hold every part, and not willing to let go of any part. Sima Hong kissed Mingyu's lips and called out in a trembling voice: "Yu'er, my Yu'er."
Mingyu blushed. Now that they were on the same page, if she kept pushing it back, she would be being hypocritical. She made up her mind and took the initiative to reach down and hold Sima Hong's hardness, which was ready to go. Sima Hong took a breath of cold air. Mingyu's soft little hand made him almost unable to control himself. This time he did not rush to enter, but only held Mingyu's lips, licked gently, pried open Mingyu's teeth, and chased Mingyu's tongue. Mingyu did not let Sima Hong do whatever he wanted like a piece of wood, and took the initiative to kiss Sima Hong back.
The two people's breath overlapped, and the warm air at noon became tender. Sima Hong's heart was full of love, and he slowly entered Mingyu's body.
This time was much smoother than the first time. Mingyu only frowned. Sima Hong was afraid of hurting her again, so he was extremely gentle and careful in every move. Mingyu was always worried that someone would knock on the door to visit her, and her heart was always pounding. However, this nervousness made her feel a strange excitement.
When Sima Hong stopped panting, Mingyu was already so weak all over that she couldn't even lift her arms. Sima Hong was still not satisfied and rubbed the softness of Mingyu's chest. He lowered his head and kissed Mingyu from head to toe, loving her so much in his heart.
Mingyu rested for a while, then pushed away the furry head on her chest and tried to get up from the bed. Sima Hong was reluctant to let go of the warm and soft jade in his arms, so he stopped her and said vaguely, "Lie down for a while."
"It will be too late." Mingyu said, "Mrs. Li will be here soon."
Sima Hong thought about it and kissed Mingyu reluctantly. He got out of bed and said as he put on his clothes, "You should take a rest first. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
Mingyu shook her head and got out of bed. Sima Hong was only free for a few days, so how could she let him cook all the time
After having a full breakfast, neither of them was very hungry. Plus, it was almost time for dinner, so to save time, Sima Hong lit the fire while Mingyu cut a piece of braised beef into small pieces and cooked a pot of thick beef porridge.
Looking at the porridge bubbling in the pot, Mingyu was afraid that the bottom of the pot would get burnt, so she asked Sima Hong not to add more firewood. She took a spoon and stirred it slowly. Steam was rising as Mingyu stirred the pot, distracted. She thought that if Lu Hao knew that she gave up her pampered job as Mrs. Lu and ran to the front line to be a housewife who even had to cook porridge herself, he would probably appear to be tolerant and generous, and smile calmly and say that everyone has their own choice, but in his heart he would sneer and call her a fool.
As she thought about it, Mingyu couldn't help but smile. Sima Hong, who had been sitting in front of the stove and watching Mingyu, said with a smile, "What are you thinking about? You're so happy."
Mingyu came back to her senses and blushed. Of course, she couldn't tell Sima Hong that she was thinking about Lu Hao, because that would only make her unhappy. So she said, "I was thinking how lucky you are. My parents and brother have never eaten the porridge I cooked."
Sima Hong became very proud. "Of course." He said solemnly, "You and I will live together for decades, which is much longer than the time they have been with you. Naturally, I am more blessed than them."
See... Mingyu glanced at him sideways. Sima Hong was the type who would shine with a little sunshine.
When the two of them were sitting in the middle of the courtyard eating porridge, someone knocked on the courtyard door. Madam Li shouted through the gate, "Madam, General, are you home?"
Mingyu quickly ran to open the door for Madam Li. Madam Li did not expect that the two were still eating. She rubbed her hands embarrassedly and said, "Oh, I was impatient and came too early. Why don't you eat first and I'll come over later."
"Not too early, not too early." Mingyu blushed slightly. "We are not hungry and we ate a little late. Please wait for us for a while, madam." As she spoke, Mingyu could not help but glare at Sima Hong. It was all his fault that he wasted time. Sima Hong raised his eyebrows and responded with a smug smile.
Mingyu finished her porridge very quickly, and then, led by Madam Li, she got on the carriage from the barracks called by Guard Li and went to the commander-in-chief's mansion.
The Commander's Mansion sounds impressive, but in reality it is just a slightly larger and neater three-courtyard house. There are many rich people in Xi'an Prefecture, and there are many large mansions left. However, the Northwest Army did not seize these ownerless mansions, but only picked small mansions to live in. This is also one of the characteristics of Lu Sheng's military management.
When Sima Hong talked about this with Mingyu, he was full of admiration for Lu Sheng. Only when a military commander stands upright will the soldiers be upright and respect the general, and only then will there be hope of winning the battle.
As early as when he was in the capital, Mingyu had heard that Lv Sheng was a veteran. When he was young, he had accompanied the founding emperor of the Great Chu to war and had made many military achievements. Mingyu calculated that according to the rumors, Lv Sheng must be at least sixty years old this year. No wonder he only commanded in the rear and rarely went to the battlefield.
However, Mingyu was surprised when she saw Madam Lu. Madam Lu was wearing a bright red silk dress with Sichuan embroidered cloud patterns. She had a fair and beautiful face without a single wrinkle at the corners of her eyes. She had a kind smile and her age could not be more than thirty-five.
She looks so different from Lu Sheng, she must be the second wife, Mingyu thought to herself.
Although Xi'an Prefecture was in a state of war readiness and many rules were not observed, Mingyu was, after all, a fourth-rank lady with an imperial title. After Mrs. Lu looked at Mingyu carefully, she bowed half a bow to Mingyu. Mingyu dared not accept the full bow as her husband was still working under the other person's husband. She quickly returned the half bow and then both parties sat down politely.
"Yesterday I heard that the wife of Marquis Anxi is a beauty. Seeing her today, I find that she is indeed as famous as her reputation has been." Madam Lu smiled and held Mingyu's hand to look at her carefully.
Mingyu also lowered her head, smiling shyly in the right way. She really didn't know how to respond. She couldn't pat her on the shoulder and say, "Sister, you're not bad either." Nor could she say, "Ah, you're right, you have some vision..."