He hesitated again and again, but finally refused to express his displeasure: "If I come back one day with missing arms and legs, will you dislike me?" He usually has acne on his face, and she would hate it to death. It's really unimaginable.
If she really had any shortcomings, how would she treat herself?
really……
"Disgusting." She said the word casually while chewing the dough.
"No problem, Yang Guo is missing an arm." The Condor Hero was also shot while lying down.
He asked in surprise: "Who is Yang Guo?"
Seeing that he was starting to act mean again, she couldn't help but put her "death-seeking" spirit into full play: "You don't know, my dream lover since childhood is handsome, charming, affectionate... Just like you, there is also
A head of long, shiny black hair. There is also a huge bird that you can never imagine how big it is."
Seeing her dancing and praising others under him, his IQ and EQ were instantly cleared again: "That's enough. Didn't you have Jiang Haoran before? When will another one appear?" He growled angrily, feeling sour in his heart.
I can't bear it, why has this woman been in so many situations before?
She wiped away the sporadic fragrance that he sprayed on her face when he was excited, suppressed a smile, and replied lightly: "I told you that she is the lover of my dreams. I just think about it in my dreams, and nothing will happen to her."
The pretty girl was so angry that she closed her eyes and calmed down for a long time, then opened them with difficulty and asked her coldly: "Who is he?"
"Song people."
"Where do you live? What do you do?" Knowing that he is from Song Dynasty will be much easier to deal with. If he is like Jiang Haoran, an untouchable love rival, the pretty boy will really be furious.
"I live in... some Jueqing Valley bar, it seems like... a bird breeder." She could hardly hold back her laughter: "Don't tell me that you are going to meet him. Even though he only has one arm, he can beat you like this.
It's probably just a snap of the fingers." After saying that, she flicked her nails at him.
He stared at her blankly, then suddenly got out of bed, grabbed the robe beside the bed and was about to leave, but she hugged her long legs: "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
"Let's go." He shook off his clothes and tried to put them on, but she pulled them back and threw them far away.
Seeing that he was really angry, she quickly coaxed him with soft words, holding his thigh tightly with her arms: "Oh, I'm joking with you. He is from the book, you are so funny. Get in bed quickly."
"Hey, my baby is frozen. I feel bad for you." I feel so bad that I throw her clothes so far away!
He was furious at first, but he was amused by her last inappropriate teasing. He got back into bed with a sullen face and was about to tickle her to teach her a lesson, but found that his whole body was cold and had to give up.
Seeing how pitiful he looked at her, Gong Yueyue could only keep rubbing his skin with her hands to help him warm up quickly. "But then again, why did you ask me such an unlucky question?" What?
She is missing arms and legs. Doesn't he know that she can't bear to hear this the most right now?
"I had a dream a few days ago." Thinking of the desolate border, he woke up from his dream in despair that night, and his bright eyes dimmed.
"What dream?" Sensing that his expression was gloomy, she deliberately asked casually.
"I dreamed that I was dead."
"Then I remarried? Who did I marry? Was he handsome or not? Was he a top student or a martial arts practitioner?" Seeing him sinking into sad memories, she had no choice but to pretend to be crazy and try to distract him.
He sighed, looked at her resentfully, and continued aggrievedly: "You were taken away by Jiang Haoran, and... you don't remember me."
The sadness in her husband's eyes made her feel a little distressed: "It's just a dream, don't be so sentimental." She leaned over and hugged his slightly cold body, listening to his heartbeat ringing heavily in her ears.
"But if something happens to me, what will you do?" The sword has no eyes on the battlefield. Someone is dying every second. He clearly remembers when he stood next to the dying Yeluqi and looked at the other person's body bit by bit.
The desolate feeling when losing life. He was thinking that if he continued to fight with the army like this all his life, one day, others would stand beside him and look at him like this... He was not afraid of death. He
I have known since I was a child that my destiny, killing, and battlefield are closely tied together. Even if one day I really find my body wrapped in horse leather, I will be considered a worthy death.
But now, there is a person in this world that he is extremely attached to, which makes him become attached to this world.
The chord in her heart that she least wanted to be touched at this moment was also violently provoked by him. The two swan lines of Liangzhou Ci lingered in her mind again. "Lord Moxiao, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?"
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tighten her arms around him, and her fingers made deep marks on his body. In this world, she only had him, and he could never die before her. But he had his family honor, and he
The responsibility she must bear... There are some selfish words that she can't say out loud.
Unexpectedly, her unspeakable words finally came out of his own mouth: "I have thought about it. After the Liao invasion is repelled this time, I will resign to the emperor and will not go to war again."
."
She almost jumped up from the bed: "Really? Do you really want to?"
He smiled brightly and touched her head: "I do. I want to take care of you for the rest of my life."
She was so excited that she couldn't help it, but she still had to remind him of the problems he was about to face: "How are you going to get through it, dad?"
"Don't worry, I will find a way to convince him." Zhao Changyuan understood in his heart that the so-called prosperity must decline. With his ability, the honors he can obtain have now reached the top. His father Zhao Xiong is also a sensible person. As long as he knows
If you use reason instead of emotion, you will definitely get your father's understanding.
But Gong Yueyue was not very optimistic: "You have to take it easy. This time you defeated the Liao army. The emperor praised you in front of my father. You didn't see how happy your father and mother were when they were eating just now.
How proud and proud."
He smiled self-deprecatingly. If it weren't for saving people, he would never do this. "What about you? Do you feel happy, proud, or proud?" He lifted her chin and asked her to face him.
s eyes.
She pouted and muttered: "No, I'm worried to death. I don't care at all about the pride that you risk your life to earn. And I know you don't care about it either."
A cheerful smile like a pear blossom bloomed on his face: "I didn't hurt you in vain." He curled up and wrapped her in his arms.
The two of them were rubbing their ears together, their lips and teeth were tangled, and sparks broke for a long time. She had to ask a disappointing question to calm down the anger: "How long can you stay when you come back this time?"
He sighed softly and said in a low tone: "I have to leave before dawn. I have to rush back before Eunuch Tong goes to Cangzhou to announce the decree."
"Don't take this risk next time, I will go find you." Even so, her nose became sore. Her hands and feet were entangled with him and she didn't want to let him go.
How could he be willing to leave the fresh and lovely nephrite Wenxiang in his arms and go to the unfamiliar and desolate border front line? "One day, from now on, we will not separate even a step, we will stick together like this. Madam, do you agree?"
"No, I'm so tired." She raised her head and gave him an arrogant attitude.
"Say it again!"
He was just about to give her a taste and teach her a lesson for her unforgiving mouth, when he heard her murmuring in a tearful tone: "Then why are you asking me..." After saying that, she pressed her little face against his chest.
, letting the teardrops soak his skin.
The east turned white, and the meager sunlight filtered through the window paper. The temperature around her gradually cooled down. Gong Yueyue turned sideways and lay on the place where her husband had just slept. "Mr. sir... one day, we will never leave each other without taking a step apart.
It’s been so clingy.”
Du Ruotong, who married into the Pan family's mansion, became more free and carefree than when she was raised in a boudoir. Her husband was not around, and there was only an unsmiling elder brother-in-law Pan Zhuqing and a mysterious father-in-law in the house. In addition to eating and drinking every day, she was pampered and pampered.
She was so bored that she almost sprouted green hair. Taking Xing'er to visit Zhao Mansion every now and then to visit Gong Yueyue had become her favorite pastime.
It goes without saying that Zhao Mansion has her favorite best friend. In addition, the Sixth Aunt, who is as unreliable and immoral as Gong Yueyue, but also has a good heart, will stay in Zhao Mansion for a few days from time to time, spending time with them.
Making jokes together, General Zhao's mansion has naturally become a happy paradise for bored housewives.
The sun was shining brightly on this day, and several girls were walking along the garden path. Gong Yueyue grinned as she watched Du Ruotong enter the gate of Zhao Mansion. She kept her breath and didn't ask her. She just wanted to see when she couldn't hold it in anymore.
Just say it.
It is said that there are no weak soldiers under a strong general. Xiaomei, a little Sanba, also suppressed her gossip and was stunned and did not ask.
Sure enough, the one who lost her temper in the end was the wicked and stupid lady. "My husband-in-law gave me a letter."
After finishing speaking, Gong Yueyue's master and servant blinked at her at the same time, and then walked forward on their own. As Gong Yueyue walked, she silently muttered in her heart, thinking that there was something great and fun...
...For example, Miss Yulian knocked down Pan Zhuqing, and Uncle Pan Yu found a stepmother for the evil boy... Who would have thought that such a boring thing would make Du Ruotong laugh like this.
Du Ruotong followed them and continued talking intoxicatedly: "The letter said... said..."
Before she could finish speaking, Gong Yueyue quickly turned around and stopped her: "Hey, stop, don't say that... don't show affection, please. My baby and I can't stand those disgusting words." Xiaomei was also there.
While nodding like pounding garlic.
Du Ruotong became angry with embarrassment. He rubbed his neck and asked: "Nausea? Speaking of nausea, is there anyone in the world who is more diligent than your jealous family?" In front of Du Ruotong, the Zhao family never said anything disgusting or did anything embarrassing.
Never done it before?
Gong Yueyue raised her eyebrows and counterattacked her with a wicked smile: "It's just because my pretty boy is used to saying that it's no big deal, but yours is different. He has a villain's face and suddenly plays the role of a love saint, ouch.
Hey, my scalp is numb just thinking about it, Xiaomei is holding me up, my feet are weak and I can't bear it anymore." As he said that, he deliberately slumped down in Xiaomei's direction.
Xiaomei supported Gong Yueyue and giggled happily. Du Ruotong complained to her with a blushing face: "Xiaomei, your young lady is really hateful!" The maid Xing'er wanted to help the young lady start a verbal argument, but her mind was so confused that she was completely confused.