Fang Qing glanced at him, "If you kid me up in the army, you won't be afraid of gossip in the army, and you will sue your old man and say that you have shaken the heart of the army?" ”

Meng Qingshan looked disdainful, and said coldly, "It's not you who I'm tying up now, it's your belly, you don't say goodbye like this, leave a letter, and ignore our previous agreement, how do you say I should punish you?" ”

"Punish me?! You are really an overlord, I am neither your personal soldier nor your ...... Madam, why are you holding me, even if you detain me for a while, you can't detain me for a lifetime, I will have to leave sooner or later. Fang Qingnunu mouthed and said stupidly.

The candlesticks in the account are not as delicate and round as the house, and from time to time the breeze outside the account blows in, and there is a sizzling beeping sound, but it is said that the account is quieter, and only the sound of Meng Qingshan's heavy breathing is heard.

"Okay, you can go. After you left, I flew a pigeon and passed a letter to the four princes, saying that you changed your mind and escaped from the battle, and were unwilling to help the four princes borrow troops. I'll see what kind of face you will have to meet the four princes at that time. The corners of Meng Qingshan's mouth condensed with a touch of uninhibitedness.

"You! You're not only a bully, you're also a complete villain! Fang Qingqi puffed out his cheeks, turned his back to Meng Qingshan, looked at the shadow in the brass mirror, and combed the slightly moistened green silk.

Meng Qingshan didn't speak, his eyes were completely Fang Qing's thin back, and a pair of jade hands holding horn combs, grooming his hair in an orderly manner, and the more he combed, the more messy he became.

"You're a woman, why can't you even comb your hair in a bun?" Meng Qingshan got up and snatched the comb from Fang Qing's hand.

"I'm a woman, I can comb it, naturally it's a woman's bun, a man's bun, how can I? Once upon a time...... It's all cardamom for me. Fang Qing glared at Meng Qingshan with a sideways face.

"Such a handsome little brother, how can you not comb your hair, come, I'll comb it for you." Meng Qingshan looked at Fang Qing's pouting appearance, couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart, straightened Fang Qing's body, gently held the horn comb with a pair of big hands, picked up a wisp of green silk, and combed it gently and delicately.

Fang Qing quietly felt the strength in Meng Qingshan's hand, every time he combed it, it was like a stream of electricity entering his heart, tilting his head to look at Meng Qingshan in the brass mirror, under the thick eyebrows and sword eyes, a pair of deep eyes as bright as stars revealed the spoiling feelings of the sky, Fang Qing felt a burst of nostalgia in his heart, and the tip of his nose was unconsciously sour.

It was still the summer of the previous life, by the stream in the Valley of the God of Medicine, Fang Qing and Shao Zi sat idly by the stream, waiting for the toad to be hooked into the medicine. On a summer day, cicadas chirped and frogs chirped, and the afternoon heat came for a while, Shao Zitian couldn't help it, so he plunged into the stream, from head to toe, and pulled Fang Qing to run in the stream.

When he went ashore again, Fang Qing's hair had already been soaked in the stream, and he was afraid that he would be blamed by the master for playing in the water when he went back. Shao Zitian took out a peach wood comb from his arms that looked at Fang Qing's name, and gently combed it on the tips of Fang Qing's hair, just like Meng Qingshan's appearance now.

It's just that things are not people, and Fang Qing still treasures the wooden comb engraved with Fang Qing's name in his sleeve, but he combs his hair, but he is not the heroic and crisp man he was back then.

Fang Qing quietly straightened the brass mirror so that she could look at the warmth between Meng Qingshan's eyebrows more clearly, and when she looked at it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

People, with many faces, in front of parents, are children; In front of the lover, it is dependence; In front of the child, it is an uncompromising mountain. And Meng Qingshan in front of him, in the Meng Mansion, is a self-reliant and self-reliant young master who competes for the handsome seal; In front of the soldiers, he is a taciturn general who loves his soldiers as himself; And in Fang Qing's eyes, he is ...... In the eyes of others, her husband is just the reason why his uncertainty makes Fang Qing hesitate.

Although Meng Qingshan looked rough and leafy, he did this kind of woman's delicate work, but he also did it well, and finally rolled Fang Qing's hair into the man's bun and tied the black jade peace buckle on the bun.

"Hey, where do I sleep tonight?" Fang Qing's face flushed, he didn't dare to stare at Meng Qingshan in the mirror anymore, and lowered his head and asked.

"You sleep here, I sleep outside. This is a military camp, there are many people, not to men, the military tent is full of men, you are a woman, I can only hide you here. With that, he stared at a cold face that was as still as water, stepped out of the sleeping tent, and tied the curtain for Fang Qing.

Fang Qing tiptoed to the gap in the curtain, wanting to open the curtain and look at the movement outside, only to see Meng Qingshan stretching his body, lying on the carpet, obviously snoring.

"It's really a pig, so you can fall asleep." Fang Qing pursed her lips in a milky voice, unknown joy welled up in her heart, and she rolled on the huge bed, "The main general's tent is nothing more than that, it seems that Qingshan is not as indifferent and unreasonable as it is rumored outside." ”

A thick sleepiness came up, Fang Qing's eyelids became heavier and heavier, only Meng Qingshan's snoring gradually disappeared in his ears......

……

Suddenly, Fang Qing felt a chill in the quilt, a foreign object reached in the darkness, and suddenly woke up in the dream, and felt the golden needle under the pillow and was about to stab it, but his arm was tightly pinched.

"Qing'er, it's me." Meng Qingshan's deep voice sounded in the darkness.

Fang Qing turned around and lit the thin candle beside the bed, and when he turned around again, he saw that Meng Qingshan was half-lying on the edge of the bed, and between his dark eyes, he hesitated to suck himself in.

"Qing'er, the army is about to start, I'll lie here for a while, watch you, and do nothing." Meng Qingshan's eyes brightened with longing, and there was an uneasiness for fear of rejection.

Fang Qing thought for a moment and moved into the bed, making room for Meng Qingshan.

Meng Qingshan lay on the edge of the bed, put the thin quilt on his body, and exposed half of his body outside. The two of them lay strangely on the same bed, covered with the same thin quilt, looking at the canopy of the tent, each with their own thoughts.

"Qing'er, ...... underwater that day" Meng Qingshan broke the silence in the darkness, and his voice was only a little louder than the beep of the thin candle.

"I choked on water, I forgot about it......" Fang Qing grabbed the words.

Inside the tent, there was silence again, and the early morning light was already faintly shining.

Meng Qingshan turned sideways and said slowly, "I will fight against Nanwei this time, and I will fight quickly, as little as 7 days, more than half a month, you stay in the army, don't go anywhere, Xinghe has already said that let Luhe and Camellia come over, protect and take care of you in the army, Meng Mansion will not go back for the time being, of course, don't think about going to Jingguo to find the four princes, otherwise...... I'm going to break the contract and stop helping the four princes. ”

After speaking, an uninhibited smile surged up again, making Fang Qing's helpless and angry face.

After that, Meng Qingshan stroked Fang Qing's slightly wrinkled forehead, his eyes gradually changed from infinite pampering to calm as water, lifted the quilt that was half on his body, and said lightly, "I'm leaving." ”

Only then did Fang Qing see clearly that Meng Qingshan was already dressed in a black robe, with armor on his body, and in the darkness, he was even more powerful and upright, and he was majestic and majestic.

A trace of fear suddenly rose in Fang Qing's heart, and he blurted out, "Meng Qingshan! ”

In the dark, Meng Qingshan turned his eyes sideways.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back."

Meng Qingshan condensed a knowing smile, blinking the blazing eyes under the sword eyebrows, "I will!" (To be continued.) )