When Bei Chenyan opened the thick curtain and came in, he saw Ling Xiyue curling her lips and folding the letter behind the form. He couldn't help but smile too and strode over, "What are you so happy about?"
"Letter from the old man." Ling Xiyue waved the letter in her hand and shook her head, with a hint of helplessness in her smile.
Bei Chenyan sat next to her, took it from her hand, glanced at the woman with a smile like a flower, and said in an inexplicable voice, "Were you so happy when you received my letter?"
"Beichenyan, how old are you?" Ling Xiyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Oh my god, Ling Xiyue was speechless. She found that this man had become more and more childish after his transformation from Xuanye. She could feel the strong sour smell in such a rough way. Did she even start to feel jealous of her grandpa now?
A faint smile appeared on Beichen Yan's lips, he took the letter in her hand, read it, and said, "Fortunately, I didn't get punished this time."
"You really want to see me being punished by the old man." Ling Xiyue snorted in displeasure.
This man looks like he is gloating about his misfortune!
Bei Chenyan tapped her raised forehead, with a vague smile on the edge of her thin lips, "Because you really need to be dealt with, and now the Marquis Protector can still take care of you." He folded it and stuffed the letter back into Ling Xiyue's arms.
, "In short, I can't control it."
This little guy has never been able to be obedient.
But what can he do? He can't scold him. It really hurts, and he is the one who feels distressed. Last time in the battle at Gubeikou, he was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head. He really couldn't hold it back. He was so cruel.
It was "repaired" severely.
But this little guy still holds a grudge. He hasn't touched him for a long time...
Ling Xiyue covered her painful forehead and stared at the man with a disgusted expression, "Why, looking at you like this, do you still want to return the goods? Let me tell you, Bei Chenyan, only now do you realize that you have fallen into a deep pit.
But it’s too late.”xdw8
"How dare you, how dare you." Bei Chenyan laughed and grabbed Ling Xiyue into his arms.
The man pinched her pretty face that was so cute even when it was angry, and ravaged her like dough. Just feeling the ecstatic silky touch made his whole body stretch out with great pleasure.
But within two strokes, Ling Xiyue slapped her open, "Beichenyan, stop touching me, I haven't forgiven you yet!"
He actually, actually dared to make her too tired to get out of bed, then led his troops out and left her alone in the city...
It really pissed her off!
"Shouldn't I say this?" Bei Chenyan couldn't help but laugh. In terms of the ability to confuse right and wrong, his little wife was second to none, and no one dared to claim the first.
Ling Xiyue glanced at the man and looked at him quietly.
Bei Chenyan pursed his lips, "...Everything you say is right."
"This is like a human saying." Ling Xiyue raised the corners of her mouth, stretched out her hands to give a bear hug, closed the man's strong waist, and rubbed her head into Bei Chenyan's arms. She was rare and well-behaved, like a puppy.
Like that, laughing and rubbing, rubbing and grinding again and again.
Perhaps the old man's letter today was not meant to scold her anymore, so Ling Xiyue was in a very good mood.
When the beloved woman looks like this and can sit still like a mountain, Beichenyan is not a man!
What's more, after Gubeikou, she didn't give him a good look all the way.
It finally cleared up after the rain, and suddenly, my heart was filled with excitement...
"Xiyue..."
The man was moved and his throat was hoarse.
Ling Xiyue's clear eyes suddenly widened and she secretly thought it was not good.
However, as soon as Bei Chenyan stretched out his hand, before even touching Ling Xiyue's skin, a shout came from outside the tent like a reminder, "Your Majesty."
It was full of internal energy outside, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. He was out on an expedition again, and there were not so many red tapes to pay attention to. As usual, Ma Long just called out from outside, opened the curtain and came in.
Only this time, he just stepped in with one foot. After seeing the rolling scene, his tiger eyes suddenly popped out and he almost stared out of his eyes.
Of course, at that moment, he wanted to blind his own eyes to show his emperor and empress that he really could not see anything.
Then the reaction time is probably not even half a second, right?
The word "Emperor" was still in his throat. Before even one foot of Ma Long's step had touched the ground, he swung and quickly covered his eyes. The sonorous and powerful movement of raising his hand was like a military salute.
At the same time, the body made a stiff and straight 180-degree turn, as if dancing ballet, turning straight back outward.
"..."
A really strong desire to survive.
The words Bei Chenyan was about to scold were still on his lips, but there was no trace of Ma Long in front of his eyes. The words he swallowed back in his stomach suddenly turned his handsome face into a purple color.
For a moment, all the charming atmosphere disappeared.
"Hahahaha..." A woman burst out laughing happily in the king's tent.
But not long after, there was a sudden "uh" pause, and then another round of curses and low growls were heard.
As if there was a ghost chasing him from behind, Malone rolled out dozens of meters in a smooth motion, then stepped behind a tent, leaning his back against the tent's felt, and kept following his heart, which was beating like a drumstick, and his forehead.
The sweat came out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
My god, I was really scared to death...
When he recalled Bei Chenyan's sinister and terrifying eyes, Ma Long's soul instantly drifted to the west.
"Ma Long!" This sudden voice frightened Malong to the point where he was in a daze. His hair stood on end, and he jumped up reflexively. The treasure looked like a frightened rabbit.
After seeing the person clearly, he gritted his teeth frantically, clenched his fists and glared back, "Wei Qi, what are you doing? Do you want to scare me to death?"
"You, a dignified general, are poking around in your own barracks, sneaking around, and asking me what I'm doing." Wei Qile walked over with a smile, his face full of confusion, "I asked you to ask the emperor if he needs anything else.
Mobilize the crossbowmen, why are you hiding here?"
"Don't mention it, you've made me suffer." Ma Long's old face instantly became as painful as a melon, and he murmured to himself along his chest: "I just hope the emperor doesn't see clearly that it's me, and don't want the queen to settle accounts.
It’s good.”
He still remembered Old Wei's miserable appearance, smelling like horse manure...
Wei Qi raised his hand and pressed the handle of the long knife diagonally across his waist. What was going on? Look, this guy was frightened.
"The emperor and the empress are both inside, that's it, you know..." Ma Long glared at Wei Qi, this hint was obvious enough.
Wei Qi's eyebrows froze up and down in an instant, and his whole face twisted strangely.
Is that what he meant?
"Ahem..." Wei Qi clenched his fists and coughed, suppressing the smile that was about to burst out, and turned his eyes away, "The emperor and the empress are so affectionate, and when they get together... ahem, isn't it normal?
Who told you to rush up without a long-sighted mind?"
No wonder, this guy was frightened. He knew the emperor's expression without even thinking about it.