Lying on the red futon, Si Baihong rubbed his temples, pinched his forehead, and stroked his black hair.

"It's finally time to be still." He then got up, looked at the room opposite, which seemed to be piled up with gifts, and walked over in small steps.

There were many valuable packages in there, and he went through them one by one. Until in the corner, there was a small package with a few words written on it.

"Liuyichenqi." His eyes instantly lit up, and he ran over, quickly and forcefully, unwrapped the package, and looked at the rhinoceros horn inside.

"Good brother, what you gave me, it's really good." He stretched out his hand, touched the smooth rhinoceros horn, and looked at the silk clothes beside him.

"It turns out that this is what Yao'er gave me." He looked over there, and everything in his heart exploded. Two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, sobbing in pain.

"I can only be friends in this life, although I have known for a long time, but this kind of thing, clearly in front of me, is really painful."

He read the words of comfort inside the silk garment. "Let's all go!" He took the silk garment and held it aside in both hands, and tore up the note.

It took a long time for him to calm down. "Let's go back, get a good night's sleep tonight, after a few days of hard work, it's time to go to the border again."

He returned to the cave room, and after a while, Meng Wenya was wearing a wedding dress with affection in her eyes. "Xianggong, tonight is the day of redness."

Si Baihong looked at her, that special fragrance was really tempting. It's just that in my heart, no matter what, I don't want to touch her again, I just sink down.

He narrowed his eyes, deliberately squeezed a few drops of saliva out of the corners of his mouth, and said vaguely. "The most important thing for people on the battlefield is to boil their muscles and bones."

Meng Wenya looked at him, anxious. "Xianggong, it's a good day and an auspicious day, so why is this so? Go to the joy of fish and water, the love of flesh and blood. ”

Si Baihong looked at the cheek from the slit in his eyes. An indescribable disgust arose spontaneously and went backwards.

"Oops, it's disgusting." He covered his mouth. "Go and call someone, I drank too much wine today, and it stained the cave room, but it's not good."

Meng Wenya was helpless, summoned his subordinates, and lifted Si Baihong aside. Pouted with a small pink mouth, gently, against his forehead.

"Xianggong, the slave family only loves you." Si Baihong was lying in the hut, just smiling secretly. "This Meng Wenya is really strange and pitiful."

He thought of his brothers, and he missed them after being away for so long. "The big husband gallops across the field, and he is not disturbed by his affection."

Early the next morning, Meng Wenya held a basin of water in both hands, and pink petals fluttered in it. "I'm really sorry that the slave family didn't take good care of my husband."

The soft light shone on that lovely face, which was even more delicate. Si Baihong stared at her, feeling a trace of regret in his heart.

"Okay!" He gently spread his hands and brushed his face. Meng Wenya on the side stretched out her slender fingers and pressed his shoulders.

Si Baihong sighed in his heart while enjoying the comfortable feeling. "It's just that there is no fate, and it really delayed her, it's all fate."

Remembering that fine silk dress, he thought. "That stitch and thread are all tightly sewn by Yao'er, and it is unforgettable in this life and this life."

At this time, the old general walked over with a hobbled step and said with a pitiful smile. "Son, you drank too much wine yesterday."

As he spoke, he coughed a few more times, and his waist fell downward. Si Baihong hurriedly ran over and helped him. "Father, it's good to live and recuperate."

The old general rubbed his back and arched his white eyebrows. "Dad is a half-cut person, touch your daughter-in-law more, don't snub others."

Meng Wenya looked over there, her cheeks flushed. "It's just that last night's spring heart was rippling, and the slave family was really shy." The old general then replied.

"Girl, you are so good at teaching Bai Hong, he is still a child." said Si Baihong, feeling uncomfortable. "Father, rest quickly."

The old general leaned on a velvet mat and sipped his tea. "This tea is not ordinary." Then he squinted his eyes and looked at the sky.

Before Si Baihong could react, Meng Wenya grabbed him. The slender body, lightly touched, made him blush and hot.

"What to do?" Si Baihong thought. "I have long since broken off the idea of finding a woman, and those natural desires have been restrained by reason."

So he went into his room and took out a handful of large ginseng, with a slender beard and verdant green leaves, stained with fresh earth.

"Good girl, make soup for my father with this ginseng, and the rest of these jewels are yours." He pointed to the piles in the hut.

Meng Wenya stared at him, tears rolling in her eyes, but they didn't fall for a long time. "Xianggong, where can the slave family be such a person?"

As she spoke, she held the ginseng in both hands and silently went to the kitchen. Only a slender and lonely back was left. "Xianggong, it will be fine soon."

Si Baihong also knew that he had hurt her, however, he couldn't apologize. "Just let time wash it all away, and stop talking."

He looked at the clear sky in the distance, and a group of geese flew away from the northwest. "They, I'm afraid, have they gone to see my brother?"

Thinking of this, Si Baihong smiled. His brothers, in that difficult battlefield, were united in all their hearts, born and died, without the slightest selfishness.

After a while, Meng Wenya wiped away her tears and boiled out a pot of fresh and tender soup, in which there were bright red dates floating in it, and the ginseng flavor was fragrant.

The old general looked at her, took the ginseng soup, and drank it in a big gulp. "Good girl." Meng Wenya wiped the table and smiled shyly.

At this time, Si Baihong also came over and sat cross-legged on the ground. "Father, the child has been away from the frontier for a long time, and now is the time to go back."

The old general looked at him and frowned. It's just that soon, it's back to nature. "Go, boy! On your shoulders, you are responsible for the country. ”

Si Baihong looked at the old general's face, and knew that he was reluctant to do it, but the affairs of Xinjiang here were important, and he couldn't delay it no matter what.

Meng Wenya stepped forward and said resolutely. "Daddy, the slave family will accompany the husband, even if it is far from the evil military state, and he will never have two hearts."

The old general looked at her appreciatively. "Good girl, go with confidence!" Meng Wenya was so happy that she went back to the boudoir and packed up.

Si Baihong's heart was helpless, but he couldn't show it. He said a few more perfunctory words to the old general, and then returned to his room.

"This woman, really." He stomped on the ground, he didn't want to be such a drag, but now he had no choice.

After a few days, they got ready and said goodbye to the old general. The old and young of the Si family all told Si Baihong to take care of the bride.

He coped with them one by one, thinking only of his martial arts, and went all the way out of the city, towards the desolate northwest, and drove the carriage quickly.

Meng Wenya was in the back, packing up the things in the carriage. "It's really exciting to stuff this to the side, just don't make trouble for Xianggong."

Si Baihong waved the horsewhip and beat it with a snap, and his hands were full of blood blisters. "Drive!" His gaze just looked forward, and he never looked back.

Meng Wenya packed up the luggage and cleaned it up spotlessly. "Xianggong, what's the matter, let the slave family make a move."

Hearing this, Si Baihong didn't look back, and said a little impatiently. "Military affairs, women, don't have to meddle, it's just to add chaos."

These words knocked heavily on Meng Wenya's heart. "It turns out that Xianggong is like this to me." I couldn't hold back anymore and sobbed quietly.

Si Baihong also heard the cry, so he could only pretend not to know. "This girl, why is she so sentimental, there are many cruel things on the battlefield."

They drove for several days until they reached the junction of the desert before they stopped. Si Baihong ordered the entourage on the side. "Go buy some dry food and water."

Then, he tied the horse to the back, took Meng Wenya, and sat down at the dining table. "Girl, I've bothered you these days, just order something delicious."

Meng Wenya looked at Si Baihong's movements, polite, polite, and rusty. "Xianggong, as long as the slave family has sincere love, they don't want anything else."

As she spoke, her voice trembling. My heart seemed to be broken, but I just tried my best to pretend to be calm and stare at him.

The people around them looked sideways at them. This time, Si Baihong blushed, which can be said to be very embarrassing.

He waved his hand and said flatly. "Ya'er, am I like that? Let's eat. "I called the shopkeeper again and ordered a lot of delicacies.

Meng Wenya looked at the people around her and calmed down. "It's really out of shape, even if it's like this, as a woman, there must be no complaints."

Thinking of this, she silently recited female virtue in her mouth. Si Baihong looked at her like that and felt very cute. Reaching out and breaking off a piece of crab leg, he comforted.

"Ya'er, hurry up and eat!" Meng Wenya chewed on the fragrant crab legs, her cheeks bulging. "Xianggong, the slave family is wrong, and I don't dare anymore."

The eyes of the people around him turned from curiosity to jealousy. "I didn't expect this general to have such a beautiful and graceful woman, it's really happy."

Si Baihong stretched out his chopsticks again and took a piece of fish. "Ya'er, you're well-fed, tonight, you and I have been so happy after staying for so long."

Meng Wenya was indulged in that love and was very happy. Si Baihong held the wine bottle, drank it in small sips, and sighed in his heart. "It's hard to coax."

They finally finished their meal and entered the room together. Meng Wenya sat on the bed, throwing a flattering look. Gently untie Luo's shirt and lean against his body.

Si Baihong retreated backwards and avoided her. "Ya'er, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I go into battle to fight, and if I can't break my body, I will lose my spirit."

This lie was also made up by racking his brains. "That's how it can be explained, and no matter what, it can also make this woman quiet."

When Meng Wenya heard this, she was skeptical. "Is that really the case?" It's just that as a woman, she can't question her husband's words.

So, she made her bed and fell asleep beside her. Si Baihong lay on the bed, covered with a futon, looking at the sparkling light in the distance.

"I wonder if it's peaceful over there?" There was a lot in his mind. "This time, I want to let Biansai forever be safe from the invasion of war."

Si Baihong stood up, crossed his legs, and exercised his muscles and bones. Meng Wenya was in the quilt, squinting her eyes, looking at her beloved father-in-law.

"It turns out that Xianggong really didn't lie to me." She fell asleep soundly, and the next day their carriage went out into the desolate desert.

The surroundings were full of staggered poplars, and a gust of wind blew, staining the hair of several of them with a thick layer of dust, almost blowing the car over.

Si Baihong said to Meng Wenya. "It's a very arid place, and the climate is bitter, so it's good to rest in the carriage." The air was dry, and Si Baihong's nostrils were bleeding from his nose.

Meng Wenya took out a beautiful handkerchief and wiped it carefully. He took out another piece of herb in his hand and gently handed it to Si Baihong.

"Xianggong, this is prepared by my father." Si Baihong swallowed it in one gulp, feeling that his throat was sweet and lubricated. The nose also no longer bleeds.

He rushed to the setting sun, and after a few days of hard work, he finally arrived at a small town in a valley, and the clear water passed through the city.

Si Baihong said to Meng Wenya. "Ya'er, there is my military tent above, it is very bitter there, there are no women to go, you are fine here."

I spent a lot of money to buy a spacious courtyard. "Ya'er, it's good that you're here, the people here are simple, and it's going to be fine."