"I'm in a hurry to go back for the New Year!" Jing Shao said without raising his head, anyway, the Southeast will be called sooner or later.
These two fiefs have been dragged on for a long time and there is no benefit at all, just because the three armies of Shu, Hunan and Guizhou have fought and will be returned, and the mountains are high and the road is far away, which means nothing to him, only the military power in the south of the Yangtze River. very important. Moreover, it seems that the experience of rebirth is quite useful now. The Southwest has been conquered in two months. If the Southeast can be at this speed, it will really be able to rush back to the New Year. Besides, this winter, there is a very important thing in the capital waiting for him to go back to do.
Looking down at the treasured sword at his waist, Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips: "How did you find out about this secret room today?"
"That..." Jing Shao's hand paused for a moment, sorry, today he only cares about showing off in front of his princess, and he forgot about this, and continued to write without changing his face, "That's Taizu Liu It was said in the secret zizi below." Anyway, his own Taizu was wise and wise, so it naturally made sense to pass this kind of thing to Taizu.
Quietly looking at Jing Shao's handsome face, the matter of the secret room makes sense. This Southwest Palace was originally built by Taizu, but where did the layout of Shengjing Pass and Huya Hezui come from? The third tip he gave to Zhao Meng was written according to what Jing Shao said, and it came true, but he has not received any news of spies these days.
"Then..." He opened his lips and pursed them again. He didn't want to force anything he didn't want to say. It was inappropriate to ask questions like this one after another, and Mu Hanzhang's eyes darkened.
After Jing Shao finished writing the letter, he remembered that the princess from home didn't speak for a long time, looked up at him, met those thoughtful eyes, sighed lightly, and reached out to hug him into his arms.
"Meow..." The little tiger cub in his arms opened his eyes because of the bumps, let out a soft cry, and rubbed in the owner's arms, before being caught by Jing Shao and thrown onto the couch. The little tiger has grown a lot in the past two months, and Jun Qing will definitely be tired after holding it for a long time.
Mu Hanzhang chuckled lightly: "Why do you always have trouble with it?"
Jing Shao rubbed his face on the warm chest dissatisfied: "It's not that I won't tell you about some things, but I can't tell myself clearly."
Mu Hanzhang slowly touched the head that was rubbing against his chest: "Well, I know." Jing Shao's heart was very clear to him, but people's hearts were always dissatisfied... Sure enough, he was too greedy.
Jing Shao sighed, his own princess was too thoughtful, and if he didn't tell him clearly, he would probably think too much, but he didn't understand such a mysterious thing as rebirth, so where did he start
After a long silence, when Mu Hanzhang thought that Jingshao would not speak again, a dull voice suddenly came from his chest: "Junqing, do you believe there are ghosts and gods in this world?"
Mu Hanzhang looked at him slightly apart.
"I had a dream," Jing Shao frowned, and sometimes he wondered if one of them was a dream in the past and present, but the dream was too long, too real, and so unbelievable, "It was given to me in the dream. There are a lot of hints, such as the Nanman is not suitable for fighting, the defense cloth in the southwest, etc., but not all these things will be fulfilled, so…”
Mu Hanzhang looked at him in surprise. He thought it was a source of information that he couldn't tell, but now it was a dream, but if it was a reminder from God, all this really made sense. After all, no matter how good a source is, It can't be that detailed.
"It's not that I wanted to hide from you. This kind of thing is too bizarre, and I don't understand it myself." Jing Shao looked straight at the person in his arms, but secretly regretted it in his heart, he should make up another reason, like this Say it directly, what if he doesn't believe it, but misunderstands him and prevaricates? "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I'm just afraid that you will think too much, I..." I scratched my head in distress, and I can handle everything else, but I always do stupid things in the face of my own princess.
Mu Hanzhang looked at him silently for a long time, opened his mouth slowly, and said softly with a sigh: "Maybe there is a will of God in the dark."
Jing Shao's eyes suddenly widened, he actually believed it! "Junqing, you, take my word for it."
"I believe in you." Mu Hanzhang raised his lips slowly, this kind of secret should be hidden in his heart, even his parents and brothers can't say it, but he said it to himself, just to prevent him from thinking too much, How can such a desire be let down
I don't believe in you, I believe in you! Jing Shao carefully recalled the meaning of the words, only to feel that his whole heart was full, he couldn't help looking for those soft lips and kissed them fiercely.
The kiss was lingering, and all the knots in the heart dissipated at this moment. The first time Jing Shao tasted it, it was just a kiss, which made people fascinated.
Change my heart with your heart, and I will remember each other deeply.
At the end of the kiss, both of them were slightly panting. Jing Shao looked at the person with a reddish face in his arms, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if scratched on the heart, itchy and warm. He couldn't help but leaned up again, holding the reddish lips again, one hand slowly reached into the placket of the shirt restlessly, untied the belt with ease, and caressed the lustrous hand with the thin calluses. The chest, kneading and pressing on the small bump.
Mu Hanzhang shivered and pushed him away lightly, a thought flashed in his mind, as if he had forgotten to ask him something else: "I remember there is something I want to ask you, but I suddenly can't remember it."
Jing Shao pursed his lips, flexed his fingers, and squeezed a small bean and pulled it gently.
Mu Hanzhang gasped and wanted to say something, but Jing Shao immediately blocked his lips. After a while, when he came back to his senses, he had already been put on the soft slump.
Jing Shao didn't give anyone under him any chance to protest, he quickly peeled off the front of his shirt and covered his lips.
"Well... No, there will be someone..." They are now in the main hall of the director of the Southwest Palace, and someone will come in at any time to report, Mu Hanzhang glanced at the open door, nervous.
Seeing that he was distracted, Jing Shao took the opportunity to stroke down and hold the key point.
"Hmm..." Mu Hanzhang bit his lip to endure the soft moan that came out of his mouth, and glared at him, in exchange for the gasping sound of the person on his body suddenly intensified.
"Junqing..." Jing Shao straddled him, rubbing against him through the fabric, leaning over and biting on one ear, the heavy breathing kept spraying on the white neck, making the piece gradually dyed pink . Fortunately, I just thought it was too cumbersome, so I took off my armor when I entered the house, and reached out and took out a small box around my waist.
"No, here..." Mu Hanzhang was still nervous, what would happen if someone suddenly came in, just worrying about this, and asking Jing Shao what was completely left behind.
Jing Shao smiled, turned him over and lay down on the long couch, lest he look at the door again, and whispered in his ear: "You just need to shout louder, those people will naturally Don't dare to come in." Saying this, he pushed his balm-stained fingers into his body.
"You... ah..." Mu Hanzhang was caught off guard by him, and wanted to stare at him, but he couldn't see his face when he was lying on his back.
Jiang Lang stood outside the door. Hearing the movement inside, the corners of his mouth twitched a little. He stopped the secretary who was going in to deliver the documents, quickly sent someone away, and slowly closed the main hall door without looking sideways.
"Don't be afraid, Jiang Lang is guarding outside." Jing Shao saw that the people under him had been nervous all the time, how could he still feel happy like this, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed, couldn't bear to tease him any more, kissed the beautiful butterfly bone, and comforted softly road. Seeing that he really gradually relaxed, he caressed the flexible waist with ease, then separated the attractive roundness, and rushed in.
Mu Hanzhang suddenly clenched the round pillow around his neck. He was busy fighting for half a month, and he was worried about his injury. The two have never been completely intimate. Now that the knot has been untied, and the body is reunited, wait for the pain to ease. However, it just feels wonderful. Feeling that it was a bit embarrassing to think so, Mu Hanzhang buried his face in the pillow, but fortunately he couldn't see his expression in this posture.
Such cute little movements naturally couldn't escape Jing Shao's eyes, so he couldn't help but bent his eyes, supported the beautiful body, and galloped.
Jiang Lang stood outside the door. The martial arts practitioners had clear eyes and ears. The sound of water stains in the house could not be stopped. In addition, the occasional panting caused his face to turn red. The duty was not to leave, so I had to take two steps outside, but I couldn't help but paint the picture inside the house. Three generations of his family have been imperial physicians, and he has heard a lot about the royal family since he was a child, and it is rare to find someone as loving as a husband and wife.
Looking at the gradually sinking sun in the sky, the young Jiang Lang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. When he returned to Beijing this time, his father estimated that he should propose a marriage to him. Unfortunately, he is the direct son. It would be great if he could marry a male wife like a princess. it is good.
After the intimacy, Jing Shao took a bath with the person who was still shaking slightly, put on clean underwear, and asked the guards to clean up the inner room, and rested on the soft collapse with his own princess. Mu Hanzhang was very tired, leaned against Jing Shao's arms, and quickly fell asleep after smelling the dry breath on his body.
Looking at the person who had fallen asleep in his arms, Jing Shao sighed lightly. In this way, Jun Qing should have forgotten what he was going to ask, for fear that he would doubt himself if he asked if the dream was from the wedding night. It was because of God's decree that it was good or bad for him.
"Wow!" Xiao Huang, who was cleared to the ground by Jing Shao's feet at the beginning, scratched his trousers on the edge of the slump with dissatisfaction.
Jing Shao rubbed the little tiger's head with his toes, only to be hugged by it and gnawed hard.
During this period of time in the southwestern fiefdom, it was very calm. After fighting for two months, I could finally catch my breath. The soldiers were very happy, and of course Jingshao was the happiest. Because he found that the small bamboo buildings in the back were the places where the King of Southwest kept beauties. Each bamboo building was different, but one of them was particularly special.
Jing Shao ordered people to clean up the place, put new cushions and blankets on it, and then put his arms around his princess here every day.
Mu Hanzhang still played with him at first, but found that this man couldn't get used to it. . Especially seeing the evasive gaze of the right guard, he felt extremely embarrassed, and resolutely moved back to the serious hall.