"Pian." Calm and mellow, with a man's unique low voice, sounded in her ears again. The familiar breath was on the neck, and the petite body was suddenly embraced by the man from behind.

"Husband... Husband, a tear slowly flowed down with the beautiful cheeks and fell on the back of the man's hand.

When he didn't show up, she imagined how her husband would react when he saw her, whether he would respond coldly or just look at her. Or the husband will not come over at all today, and will be dragged to the courtyard of his mother, and ask the husband to write a letter of resignation immediately on the grounds that he has no children.

But what I didn't expect was waiting for my husband's affectionate call and his warm embrace.

"Why are you crying?" Yundong's cold face crossed a trace of distress, turned her petite body to her, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes with rough calloused fingertips.

In the memory of mercy, after a year of marriage, her husband has always been cold and not talkative, busy with the affairs of the court, and only occasionally shows her tender side, most of which she looks at her husband from a distance and does not dare to come forward to disturb. Even when he was sent by the emperor to guard the border passes, and I don't know when he can return to the court, she just silently shed tears, put her reluctance in her heart, and said with a smile that she would serve her mother well, wait for him at home, and wait for him all the time.

The two haven't seen each other for many years, and he still takes care of her as he did back then, not half rusty, which makes the tears of pity even more fierce.

It wasn't until the man covered her thin lips and sealed her low cry that the woman gradually stopped sobbing.

"Husband, Li'er has prepared some side dishes, let Li'er wash up for you first, and taste Li'er's cooking skills." By his sudden intimacy, the little face of pity was slightly red, the little hand pushed his stiff shoulder, the butterfly eyelashes bent the fan, and he didn't dare to look directly at the man holding her thin waist.

"Good!" A slightly hoarse voice came out of Yundong's throat.

Let the little woman in front of her take her big hand and walk towards the room.

Beautifully white interior room.

The veil hung low, the breeze blew, and it seemed to go back to the old days, and the green vines on the windowsill drooped softly. Leaf buds curled, and translucent rose petals shimmered with colorful light, floating onto the scrolls placed on the bookcase. The faint fragrance of flowers spreads quietly.

Behind the screen, the mist is leaking out, and the whole room is fragrant and charming, which makes people relax and feel heavy.

He looked straight at the woman in the light blue dress in front of him, saw her bending over, and her jade-white hand gently tested the temperature of the hot water in the bucket, and then raised her little face and walked towards him.

"Husband, Li'er will change your clothes for you." Mercy walked to his body, and the petite size reached his chest, and he stood on tiptoe slightly, and took off the man's cloak, military armor, and black clothes one by one.

As a general, it is impossible to guard the dynasty with tens of thousands of soldiers, but when she saw the hideous scar newly added to the muscles on the bulge and shape line of the man's back, her heart tightened slightly, as if she was grabbed by a hand.

The slender legs are unavoidable, and the long and short scars spread on the skin. She looked at the man's tall and well-proportioned upper body with distressed eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of her eyes were slightly wet.

"Husband, does it hurt?" Tears hung down from the corners of his eyes, and his soft arms wrapped around his waist, pressing his small face against the man's chest.

"It doesn't hurt." For them, these hideous scars are a glorious symbol of protecting their homeland.

Although they are strong and tall on the outside, they are softer than anyone else on the inside, as long as they think of their distant families, even if they fight for their lives, they must protect them, and naturally they will not feel that these scars that will remain on their bodies forever will hurt.

Yundong's slender and powerful fingers hooked the woman's delicate chin, looking at the tear-glistening appearance on her watery eyes, a warm current surged in her heart, the blazing flames in her dark eyes became more and more intense, the corners of his cold and hard mouth hooked up a range, and the seven-foot tall physique shrouded in pity.

A warm breeze blowing from the window circled the bewildered room, through the floating veil. The man reflected on the exquisite screen suddenly picked up the woman who screamed softly, raised his legs, and his tall body was facing the bath... The barrel stepped in.

The woman's clothes were scattered, followed by the woman's mellow moan and the splash of water.

Inside the house... She is affectionate, but it is as cold as winter outside.

Ran Xue sat on the stone bench with a smile, brewing fragrant flower tea with her bare hands. And opposite her, there was a man dressed in a demon red python robe, with a calm face who didn't know whether he was happy or angry.

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing a pair of infatuated men and women in the house, she would have thrown over the teapot and smashed it on the face of the man in front of her.

Neither of them spoke, until the man's slender hand suddenly grabbed the woman's wrist, and he increased his strength and looked directly at the woman.

Ran Xue smiled silently, and the pain in her wrist made a trace of fine sweat break out on her forehead, making her face whiter and whiter, and she felt weak. But she didn't scold him, nor did she struggle, just bit her pale lip forbearingly.

Ignore this man enough.

"If you ask the king, maybe you will be given a chance to stay with the king." Seeing that she was silent, Feng Xie finally couldn't help but speak.

It was enough for him not to open his mouth to provoke Ran Xue to laugh, and as soon as he opened his mouth, she almost felt the urge to kill him.

"Don't think about these impossible things, the people are very busy, and they don't dare to have anything to do with the dignified and noble Nine Princes." Ran Xue said with a smile.

After the man heard this, his face changed instantly, and his eyes narrowed violently. The violent aura of the whole body rushed out.

She didn't feel the slightest fear, and her heart was cold except for cold.

"Nine Princes, holding the hands of the people's daughters will lose your high status." She shook off his big hand that held her in lock, her long thick eyelashes lifted slightly, and her slender fingertips rubbed her aching wrists.

Who knows what kind of nerves this man has, he wants to insist that she gave her body to others, why do he want to provoke her.

"Woman, don't know what to do." Feng Xie's narrow eyes became even more cold and gloomy.

In his heart, he was obviously angry that this woman dared to betray him, and even wanted to kill her, but in his heart, he was thinking of her, and besides his silver snake, she was the first person who could make him willing to take the initiative to get close.

But he didn't expect to be taken first by others, and finally he wanted to try to forgive her previous behavior, as long as she showed softness, the previous things would be written off, but he didn't expect this woman to appreciate it at all.

still doesn't want to have a touch of with him.

The anger in my heart was easily hooked by her!