He Lianzheng arched Feng Zhiwei with his shoulders, and winked, "I find that this girl smiles best only when she is facing Gu Nanyi."
Feng Zhiwei said with a bit of taste: "I was the one who picked her up first, I'm really a picky eater."
"Women are like this." He Lianzheng sighed, "I was the one who proposed to you first, and you haven't let me into your room until today."
"Are you still not satisfied that I took the initiative to enter your room?" Feng Zhiwei calmly cut the leg of lamb.
"You take the initiative to fuck me..." Before He Lianzheng finished speaking, Feng Zhiwei had already stuffed a large piece of mutton over, and blocked the king's chattering mouth.
"I said... you really plan to... go to the battlefield..." He Lianzheng asked with a sour mouth.
Feng Zhiwei lowered her eyelashes, covered the changing eyes of the streamer, and said for a while, "Helian, the grassland should always be yours alone. Whether Wei Zhi comes back or not, your grassland should not be involved. Why do you insist? I lead the Shunyi iron cavalry?"
"My grassland belongs to you." He Lianzheng swallowed the meat and patted his stomach, "I can't control the generations to come, but as long as I'm here, you must be protected by me for a day."
Feng Zhiwei remained silent, her eyes were misty and moist under her long eyelashes.
It is impossible for He Lianzheng not to know that once she chooses to participate in Tiansheng's war against Dayue as Wei Zhi, it means that she has taken the first step to return to the court, which means that she will officially embark on the game against Ning Yi The stage of the world is life and death, and there is no turning back from now on. As the king of the grassland who loves the grassland deeply, he should choose to pretend to be deaf and dumb to protect himself, instead of wading into the muddy water without hesitation.
However, he never even hesitated.
"Don't tell me you don't need protection." He Lianzheng didn't seem to think about anything, just carefully cut the mutton for her, sliced it very carefully, and pushed away the peony who wanted to eat and eavesdrop Queen Mother, "Don't tell me you're not lonely, Zhiwei, I just hope you don't stubbornly choose someone when you walk through the night."
He picked up the mutton with the tip of the knife, chewed a few mouthfuls in a daze, then suddenly threw the knife away, stood up, raised his arms and shouted, "Feng Zhiwei, I will always be yours!"
The sudden roar made everyone look up at him stupidly. The Empress Dowager Peony opened her mouth wide and looked up at her son.
"Daddy!"
Suddenly there was another scream, the voice was weak and delicate, it was astonishingly different from He Lianzheng's roar, but its momentum and murderous aura were not inferior at all.
"your!"
Everyone turned their heads, and once again foolishly discovered that the voice was actually yelled by Gu Zhixiao, who hadn't spoken at the age of two.
It's really either not to speak, and when you speak, you will be shocked.
Knowing this, the Gu family stood beside He Lianzheng with a small belly, imitating He Lianzheng's posture, raised their heads on their hips and shouted, "Daddy! Yours!"
She couldn't complete the sentence, she uttered two words, but everyone understood instantly, she was imitating He Lianzheng's words.
The one big and one small stood facing the wind, solemn and sacred, and a group of people underneath looked up at it like wood carvings.
Zong Chen suddenly started coughing.
Feng Zhiwei's rare forgetful image is in a daze with a piece of meat in his mouth.
Ba Biao covered his belly and rolled behind the grass.
The Empress Dowager Peony hugged her family Cha Mutu, and took the time to educate: "Yaoer, you see, this is the negative effect of role models, and they are all things that don't learn well..."
Hua Qiong, who was about to give birth, struggled to move her pregnant belly to prevent her baby from being adversely affected...
Only Young Master Gu, who raised the doll with amazing eloquence, was still as calm as before. He hugged his little girl, wiped off the saliva spewed out from the yelling, pointed at Feng Zhiwei and said, "Her."
"Your." Gu Zhixiao refused.
Feng Zhiwei, who came back to his senses, began to cough, desperately trying to stop Young Master Gu's next words, but unfortunately Young Master always ignored any hints, picked up his doll, face to face, and taught very seriously: "I'm hers, you're mine, so you're hers."
He Lianzheng spat out a mouthful of water.
Feng Zhiwei used her hand to support the amount... Please, please, Master Gu, don't speak so fluently, please.
Gu Zhixiao, who didn't understand this sentence but vaguely felt that her father didn't want her, began to cry, his voice was as sharp as a butcher's knife.
Chamutu immediately began to sing a duet, and Feng Zhiwei blocked her ears helplessly. Amidst all the noise, she saw the bright moonlight rising from the end of the grassland. Under the moonlight, everyone had a faint smile on their lips. People gathered around, not a few of them. In the distance, someone played the Donggulaqin unique to the grassland, and the singing was vicissitudes and long.
At dawn, Feng Zhiwei opened her eyes sleepily, and saw that she was sleeping on Gu Nanyi's lap, He Lianzheng was sleeping on her lap, the Empress Dowager Peony was resting on He Lianzheng's stomach, and there was Chamu on her stomach. In the picture, Gu Zhixiao still had tears on his face, hugging Gu Nanyi's waist tightly, the young man who was always far away from the crowd, was peacefully sleeping among them.
In the distance, there was a faint and rapid sound of horseshoes, the friction sound of knives and guns being unsheathed, and a long and powerful horn sounded, blowing through the grassland.
In August of the 14th year of Changxi, the Huzhuo tribe sent another 10,000 troops to enter the battlefield of Tiansheng vs.
In the same month, Concubine Shunyi became pregnant, and because of an unstable fetal position, she stayed behind closed doors in the royal court to raise the baby. When the court heard the news, the imperial court specially ordered Lizhou on the border to send the concubine a large amount of fetus-raising medicine.
In August of the 14th year of Changxi, due to the successive defeats in the Great Vietnam War, the Tiansheng court sent a supervisory army and mobilized 200,000 frontier troops from Li, Ping, Yu, and Henan provinces on the northern border, and 200,000 troops from Mobei Province. The decisive battle with Dayue will be at Baitou Mountain in the outer Hulun Grassland of Yuzhou.
Chun Yuhong, the coach of Zhengbei, paced back and forth in the main tent a little restlessly.
In his tent sat a group of lieutenants, generals and battalion chiefs, all of whom looked up at Chunyuhong longingly.
In the war that lasted for more than a year, Tiansheng and Dayue had always won and lost each other. Generally speaking, Tiansheng had the upper hand, and defeated Dayue, who had already occupied the five counties of northern Xinjiang, and couldn't help but retreat. After the change of generals, the momentum was on the contrary. The new head coach, His Royal Highness An Wang Jinsiyu, was cunning and elusive in his use of troops. He first bought the Jinpeng Department of the Huzhuo Department and betrayed his military intelligence in the Battle of Dong'eguan, which led him to take on the task of scouting as a flank. The Huzhuo Cavalry was almost completely annihilated, and Tiansheng's left-wing army was disrupted and forced to retreat, withdrawing from Qi County that had been conquered. During the Battle of Shuanghe Valley some time ago, he was seriously injured by an arrow and was sent back to the Imperial Capital.