Chapter Twenty-Seven: Don't worry about it now

When Xiahou Jinshan made up his mind like this, Song Yuan was scribbling something with a pen in front of the bookcase.

Xiahou Jinshan has been looking at the battle map in the study recently.

She has seen some of it more or less when she went to deliver tea, snacks and care these days.

It's not always good to just go to his study and do things like plays, and always have to do a full set.

Originally, she had been fake since the day she got married, and she didn't care about these little things.

Song Yuan also cared for Xiahou Jinshan for several days.

After accumulating for several days, she has seen at least seven or eight percent.

also made up her mind that if Xiahou Jinshan did not change her strategy, it would be much different from what she originally thought.

Now it is not only Xiahou Jinshan who is looking at the map of the border between the two countries, but also Song and Yuan are also looking at it every day.

Now it is only those roads and cities that can be beaten.

According to her understanding of Xiahou Jinshan, she also had a slight idea in her heart at the moment.

It's just that if you want to win this station, I'm afraid that you won't be able to take advantage of it, and I'm afraid you will have to use some ingenuity.

If only she could blend in......

When Song Yuanzheng was thinking like this, he heard Cheng Yunjie shouting outside, "Say hello to the prince, the prince still wants to come to see the princess so late?" ”

Xiahou Jinshan was caught off guard for a while, and was startled by Cheng Yunjie's voice, "You are so loud, in case the princess is sleeping, you can take care of your life!" ”

Cheng Yunjie hurriedly lowered his voice, "Thank you for reminding the princess, the princess hasn't slept yet, does the princess want to go in?"

"That's nature, so stand down." Xiahou Jinshan waved his hand and entered Song Yuan's bedroom.

Between the two of them talking, Song Yuan had already put away the pen and ink on the table, holding his cheeks and flipping through a book of "Book of Songs".

Xiahou Jinshan nodded slightly when he saw her sitting beside the bookcase so well-behaved, but now he knows how to read.

This woman is not useless.

Walking over, he rubbed her hair, "The princess has been very leisurely lately, and she actually knows how to read." ”

Song Yuan seemed to be frightened and stood up and saluted him, "Lord Wang, the concubines have been very well-behaved recently, can't you tease the concubines like this, didn't the concubines read books before?"

Song Yuan said that he made a strange appearance of his little daughter's family.

Cheng Yunjie's eyes twitched outside the window, and he hurriedly closed the window for the two of them.

Seeing this, Song Yuan turned his back and rolled his eyes.

The conscience of heaven and earth, she still learned these things from Cheng Yunjie, how could she know these things before?

But it's not much, not to mention that Cheng Yunjie really did his homework quite well in order to play a maid.

Xiahou Jinshan picked up the book she was reading and flipped through it twice, "Well, the Book of Songs is good, the princess can read it well." ”

Song Yuan nodded obediently and was about to take the book, but found that Xiahou Jinshan had no intention of returning it to her.

Instead, he closed the book and threw it aside.

"It's such a good day, the princess can't waste time reading books......" Xiahou Jinshan raised her chin and said.

Song Yuan looked at him and his heart trembled, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition, and asked in a hurry,

"That, then, this good day, how to not waste ......"

Xiahou Jinshan had never seen her so helpless, and immediately felt an itch in his heart, so he bent down slightly and picked up Song Yuan, and walked between the beds.

Song Yuan immediately stiffened, she had never been hugged like this by a man when she was so big.

And it's still this sworn enemy with the same name as himself, and for a while I felt a little weird in my heart.

Xiahou Jinshan walked to the side of the bed and threw her on the bed, bullying her and pressing her over.

"What does the princess think she should do?"

Xiahou Jinshan's voice spit out in her ear, warm and hot, very itchy.

Song Yuan was nervous for no reason, and swallowed his saliva, "Minister, concubine doesn't understand ......"

I don't know where Xiahou Jinshan, the dog, learned these messes.

It's really unsightly.

Song Yuan rolled his eyes with disdain in his heart.

Xiahou Jinshan stretched out his hand to help her cut her long hair, "Does the princess really not understand?" Or did not any grandmother in the palace teach the princess before the princess got married? ”

Although Song Yuan secretly scolded in his heart, he still said, "The concubine really doesn't know what the prince said, and the prince can't deceive the concubine!" ”

For a while, she struggled to push the dog away, but this Xiahou Jinshan was really heavy, and she really couldn't push him away with her strength that she had almost lost her strength now.

The more you push, the more immobile it is, and I don't know what this dog is doing with eating so much every day?

Song Yuan has been pushing Xiahou Jinshan away, but with such little strength as hers, grabbing him is like a cat scratching.

Besides, the more scared she was, the more interesting Xiahou Jinshan felt.

He squeezed her arms for a moment and held both of her arms in his hands.

"It doesn't matter if the princess understands it or not, this king will teach you slowly after a while."

Cheng Yunjie stood outside the door and opened the window slightly to see.

I really don't know if it's better to go in or not.

If he rushed in, his master would hug him, but what would Xiahou Jinshan do to them, this Guangping palace would not be able to stay immediately.

But if she didn't go in, wouldn't his master have confessed to it today, and after today, I'm afraid he would have ripped off his skin and lit the sky lantern.

But if he rushes in and spoils the good thing this time, what if, what if, what if, his master is willing?

I'm afraid it's not good for him to bother like this, right?

He is now watching his master coquettish with this Xiahou Jinshan, although the corners of his eyes and mouth and internal organs are always twitching together, but he also vaguely accepts this matter.

Although the master was acting when he threw himself into Xiahou Jinshan's arms in the past, he didn't seem to have any disobedience.

It seems that this Xiahou dog thief may not be worthy of his master......

No, no, what is he thinking, and now he should be entangled in whether to rush in and save his master......

Xiahou Jinshan was about to take off his clothes as he spoke, Song Yuan finally reached the limit at this moment, and he couldn't play this scene anymore, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Immediately, without thinking about it, he kicked it out.

That night, there was an earth-shattering scream in the sky above the Quang Binh Palace.

The sound is loud, poignant, and tragic, and it is truly unforgettable.

After Cheng Yunjie heard this movement, he inevitably fought a cold war.

"That sounds like it hurts......"

Cheng Yunjie sighed twice and rushed in.

He doesn't have to worry about it now, the matter has come to this, of course he wants to rush in to save his master.

What if Xiahou Jinshan's guy was in a hurry and slapped his master?