Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info let Wu Yuanqing say dry spit, Changle is blushing, shaking his head and not speaking.

Seeing that it was late at night, except for the patrolling soldiers, everyone else had quieted down and slept, and it was not a way for him and Changle to stare at each other, Wu Yuanqing had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, let you sleep in the tent, I'll go to the dynasty and they can make do with it."

Seeing that Changle nodded his little head, Wu Yuanqing shook his head angrily and walked out of the tent.

When I got out of the tent, I saw Wang Dynasty and Mahan standing guard on the left and right, looking serious and responsible with a tense face.

Of course, if it weren't for Ma Han biting his lip tightly, his tight cheeks trembling, and how he looked like he was holding back a smile, Wu Yuanqing would really believe that the two of them were serious and responsible good comrades.

It's a pity that Ma Han's ability to hold back his laughter is not yet at home, and the fact that he was listening to the root of the wall just now was exposed.

Glaring at Ma Han angrily, and then glancing at the expressionless dynasty, Wu Yuanqing sighed and came to the fire not far from the tent and sat down.

Some of the long nights stayed up.

To say, the dynasty and Ma Han are on duty in the first half of the night, and when they wait for the second half of the night, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu will come out for them.

Wu Yuanqing could have slept in the tent of the two of them in the first half of the night, and in the tent of Zhang Long and Zhao Hu in the second half of the night.

But Wu Yuanqing was unhappy in his heart, on the one hand, he disliked the stinky feet of these four guys, of course, Wu Yuanqing himself was sweaty and smelly feet no worse than anyone else, but it did not affect his dislike of other people's stinky feet.

On the other hand, his tent is bigger and more spacious than the dynasty's tent, and the cover is better I don't know how much, the key is to sleep in a tent with fragrant Changle, no matter how you think about it, it is more comfortable than drilling a tent with the dynasty, and to enjoy.

Besides, if you get up late tomorrow and let others see that you are coming out of the dynasty or Zhang Long's tent, what will others think, what will others think, broken sleeves and peach, Longyang is good?

I can't ruin my innocence.

Therefore, someone else's tent is resolutely not to sleep.

Sleep must be slept, other people's tents can't sleep, then you can only sleep in your own tent.

By the fire, Wu Yuanqing insisted on it for half an hour, estimating that Changle should be asleep, so Wu Yuanqing quietly sneaked back to his tent.

After a day of tossing, Changle was already sleepy, although he slept in the carriage, but it was less than half an hour, and it didn't help at all. So watching Brother Yuanqing leave, and waiting for a while to see that he didn't turn around suddenly, Changle was relieved to get into the quilt, and almost fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

The sleep was still very heavy, the small mouth was tightly pursed, and the delicate Qiong nose was breathing faintly, and he didn't notice that Wu Yuanqing came in.

Wu Yuanqing took off his coat lightly, lifted the corner of the quilt and got in, in this regard, the sleepy Changle snorted twice, so frightened that Wu Yuanqing stiffened his body and didn't dare to move, and when he found that Changle didn't wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully adjusted his sleeping position, and soon fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed, and as soon as the sky was shining outside, the camp was lively again, and the firehead army began to rebel, and the other soldiers washed up, well, almost no one was stupid enough to wash in the cold weather, and they didn't develop that habit. However, getting up early to practice is the daily subject of the Sixteen Guards, and the march is no exception.

Even Feng Gu and his party got up one after another, only Wu Yuanqing's tent was still quiet and did not move, so that when everyone passed by here, they subconsciously raised their legs and landed lightly, for fear of disturbing him.

until

A sky-piercing scream burst out of the tent.

And then

It came to an abrupt end.

Then another scream

"Bugs"

This time the scream was much rougher, lasted a lot longer, and had content, although it was only two words, bugs.

It's just that in February, where did the insects come from, besides, even if it's an insect, you're a general who commands 4,000 soldiers, and a seven-foot man, are you scared like this? Screaming like a.

Oh, no, the first sound was thin and sharp, not even as good as a girl, but like a little girl, everyone thinks so disdainfully, except for Wang Dynasty Ma Han, who knows the inside story, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

The first scream that stopped abruptly was naturally Changle who woke up in horror and found that Brother Yuanqing was sleeping next to him.

The second sound was deliberately done by Wu Yuanqing, the word worm is an excuse for him to scream, although this excuse is really nonsense, but it can be regarded as a reason to scream in nonsense, and it can also prevent people who don't know the truth from rushing in to check the situation, and even think that he is in danger and come to the rescue.

"Shhhh Wu Yuanqing covered Changle's mouth and said in a low voice.

"Hmm, hmm" Changle nodded with a flushed face to show understanding.

Seeing that Changle understood the situation, Wu Yuanqing removed his hand from Changle's mouth, but did not move too much, in case Changle was still calling, he would cover it at any time.

"Brother Yuanqing, how are you.... How can you ....." Changle pointed at Wu Yuanqing in annoyance, and couldn't say anything after a long time.

"You want to ask why I came in without your permission and slept next to you, right?" Wu Yuanqing said the problem for her.

"Hmm" Changle snorted faintly, his shy eyes rolled around, and he just didn't look at Xiang Wu Yuanqing.

"The answer is very simple, the tent of the dynasty is too smelly, Brother Yuanqing really can't sleep, but he can't sleep again, so he can only come back and squeeze with the lovely Changle." Wu Yuanqing said seriously.

"However, the queen mother said that only husbands and wives can sleep together, so are Brother Yuanqing and Changle considered husband and wife?" Changle asked with two little hands, twisting and twisting.

Wu Yuanqing thought that Changle would say things like whether men and women give or receive intimate gifts, but he never expected Changle to ask them if they slept together if they were husband and wife.

Well, the ancients knew too little about physiology and hygiene, not to mention ancient times, in the era when the information was so developed in later generations and the flood of small pieces, there were still some unworldly scholars who were married for a few years and slept in the same bed, but they didn't do anything, so they thought they could give birth to a baby.

Now Changle just asked if he had become a husband and wife, and he didn't ask if he was pregnant with a baby without being frightened, which is already very normal and face-saving.

Looking at Changle's immature little face looking at himself shyly but very seriously looking forward to it, Wu Yuanqing couldn't help but smile and nodded and said yes.

Receiving an affirmative reply, Changle breathed a sigh of relief and showed a bright smile at the same time.

I and Brother Yuanqing are also husband and wife, and I can also be called Brother Yuanqing's husband like Sister Xiangcheng, which feels really good.