Returning safely is the most beautiful expectation of every woman for her husband on the battlefield.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

War is a history of blood, a history of struggle for every man to prove himself, a great achievement of the empire in expanding its territory, but it is also a history of tragedy for countless boudoirs.

Young Zhongyong and Qingyue rarely enjoyed this short-term love between them, thinking of the upcoming journey without knowing the return date, they suddenly felt melancholy, and always wanted to do something.

The two opened their mouths in unison, but when they saw that the other party was about to speak, they stopped talking very tacitly.

"You say it first, Qingyue."

"Say it first, Brother Zhongyong."

The two of them blushed again in tacit understanding.

"Qingyue, you are so beautiful."

"Anything else?"

"I'll be back soon, and when I do, I'll marry you."

"That's it."

"Then you can say it."

"Brother Zhongyong, can you kiss my feet again" Qingyue hesitated, "can you kiss my feet again?" ”

After speaking, Qingyue's face turned crimson, which was really lovely.

Zhongyong was also stunned, but remembering the situation that day when he said that he spilled the soup noodles on Qingyue's feet, and the situation when he blew and kissed, his heart couldn't help but ripple.

Ordinary men must be ashamed of this, but Zhongyong doesn't know why, but he doesn't have this kind of shame in his heart, but feels that Qingyue is so beautiful, and his act of kissing Qingyue's feet is a natural feeling.

In fact, Zhongyong has fantasized about kissing Qingyue's feet again many times in the depths of his heart in the past two days, but he didn't expect Qingyue to mention it at this moment.

He didn't speak, but squatted down, took off Qingyue's shoes and socks, held them in the palm of his hand, and sniffed them deeply.

It smells so good!

In fact, Qingyue had just finished dancing the sword, and there was a slight smell of sweat on her feet.

But Zhongyong didn't care, and kissed it gently.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Qingyue looked at Zhongyong's movements, silently feeling, of course she knew that in this era, men's social status is extremely high, even if it is really between the beds, it is also men who dominate, and at this moment, her feet are held in the palm of Zhongyong's brother, and she kisses, there is a strange feeling in her heart, and she secretly makes up her mind that she will live up to her in this life!

In addition, Qing Yue had another trace of strangeness in his heart, looking at the smiling battlefield in front of him, and the general who ordered a million soldiers to charge into battle knelt at his feet at this moment to lick his feet, an alternative sense of conquest appeared in his heart, if only he could keep licking my feet in the future.

Qingyue immediately scolded in her heart, why do you have such an idea, you can't be like this, but as soon as this year appears, it is a little lingering.

And Zhongyong has entered a sacred worship rhythm at this moment. Of course, he knew that he was a great general, the leader of the three armies above 10,000 people under one person, but he also knew that he really did not averse to kneeling here at this moment to lick Qingyue's feet.

At that time, the folk popular atmosphere of foot appreciation, many men gathered poems and songs, outside the battlefield, women are always the same topic, women's jade feet are always the focus of discussion. Zhongyong knew that there was a salon party in the imperial capital that was dedicated to appreciating women's jade feet, but it was not enough to ascend to the hall of elegance, and his behavior seemed to have a fight with appreciating feet at this moment.

I don't know how long it took.

Jun is on the side of the concubine, and he forgets what year and month.

The concubine pillows the king's arms, and she is free in this life and this life.

The sun shines on this pavilion, the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and silence is better than sound at the moment.

Slowly, Qingyue bent down, picked up Zhongyong's face, and kissed him on the forehead.

The ears and temples are grinding, and in the end, they can't compare to the emperor's order, and it's finally time to part.

Zhongyong stood up, "Qingyue, I should go back, I will go to the camp tonight to order troops, and I will leave early tomorrow morning, I, I will not come to see you before I leave!" ”

"Well, let's go."

Qingyue said lightly, she read it from his eyes, and she believed that he also understood from her words.

Because of the expedition, let go of the love of children, because of attachment, not to mention waiting for your return.

Because of love, she was guarded behind her, and because of her thoughts, she was destined to be lonely.

Without too many words, Zhongyong once again took a deep look at the woman in red in front of him, Qingyue, turned around suddenly, and left the martial arts arena.

At this moment, Qingyue's eyes were red, but there were no tears, she was afraid that he would turn around and see her tears again, she didn't want to be his bond, she just wanted to help him become famous, and he had no regrets in this life.

Looking at the small door of the martial arts arena, Qingyue sat quietly like this, sitting.

At some point, her brother came behind her.

"He's gone?"

"Well, let's go." Qingyue didn't look back, and said lonely.

"Originally, I rushed back to send you to get married, but now it's changed to a marching song." The elder brother joked to Qingyue, "Unkempt and lazy thrush, can a thousand miles of worry about the husband eat?" Girl, if you are like this, you will soon become a resentful woman. ”

"Go! Brother, you bullied me as soon as you came back. "Qingyue is going to fight.

"Okay, okay, my brother saw that you were stunned there, and called your soul back, he went to war, and brought 100,000 soldiers and horses, it's okay, he will be back soon."

"I heard that the Rong Di clan is very ferocious, they all have two heads, four arms, infinite strength, superb riding skills, every time they invade my Great Sui, the people are not happy, is that so?"

The elder brother laughed, "What, the Rongdi clan is the same as us, with one head, two arms and two legs, but their riding skills are indeed superb, because they are all horse people, living by grazing, living by water and grass, and the people are fierce. ”

"Then isn't it very difficult for Brother Zhongyong to go on this expedition?"

"Well, there is a little difficulty, but the Rong Di clan has a backward art of war, lives in a tribe, has no unified scheduling, is short-sighted, and runs away after robbing property, but like a robber, loyal and brave waste some time at most, and there should be no problem in returning triumphantly."

"Brother, really?"

"Of course it's true, don't forget, my brother and Zhongyong are classmates, and they are also familiar with the art of war, and they are diligent in martial arts.

"Hmph, you don't take me with you every time you go out? I can't get out this time, I must go with you this time! My chivalrous dream! ”

My brother has a black line on his face, and he is most afraid that this girl will pester him and take her out by himself.

If you want to say that your sister's martial arts are not bad and she is also smart, she just gave birth to a daughter by mistake, otherwise you can really go out together and understand the customs and politics of various places.

"Don't, I can't take you when I want to go out, I can't before, and I can't now, you are now Zhongyong's fiancée, I want to take you out There are three long and two short, I'm sorry Zhongyong." After saying that, my brother looked at the girl who was about to make a sex and hurriedly walked away.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I can't keep up with you?" Qingyue looked at her brother, stomped her feet, and secretly made up her mind in her heart.