Chapter Seventy-One: There Was a Big Yellow Dog in a Dream

It didn't take long for the three of them to arrive at Xiahou Jinshan's annex.

Xiahou Jinshan carefully hugged Song Yuan and took her to the largest bedroom.

Before arriving at the door, Cheng Yunjie also raised his sword and prepared to stop him.

Xiahou Jinshan just hugged Song Yuan and looked at him, without any intention of backing down.

It's about to be deadlocked.

Song Yuan just stretched out a hand in this matter and grabbed Xiahou Jinshan's neck.

The corners of Xiahou Jinshan's lips rose slightly.

When he looked at Cheng Yunjie, there was a deep meaning in his eyes.

Cheng Yunjie naturally saw the previous scene.

He hesitated for a moment, but he still let go.

Now that the master is not awake, he will never dare to wake her up.

What it was like to be woken up when Song Yuan was sleeping soundly, Xiahou Jinshan should know best.

This matter still has to be done by Xiahou Jinshan.

Xiahou Jinshan saw Cheng Yunjie get out of the way, and also nodded appreciatively.

The dead woman's attendant was also very good.

Xiahou Jinshan closed the door with his calves and carefully put Song Yuan on the bed.

That's when he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't wake up.

Xiahou Jinshan turned around and locked the door again, and then lightly helped her take off her boots and lay on her side.

I also helped her remove the jade hair crown.

The green silk at this end just flowed out.

Wisps flowed from the back of his hand.

Thin and soft.

It is both warm and cold.

Xiahou Jinshan propped up one arm and looked down at her, until this moment, until this moment, there was a real sense of her returning to her side.

When she was in the Guangping Palace, she slept next to him like this.

Quietly.

He thought it was just a woman.

I didn't take it too seriously.

Until he thought of her day and night in the barracks.

Until he lay on the grass in the wilderness at night, when he was sleepless, and he thought of her when he looked at the stars and the moon, or when he looked at the dark clouds.

Until he remembered her when he ate the same food as the soldiers of Daqi.

I want her to be unruly.

I think she has a lot of crooked reasoning.

I want her to be lazy to do.

I think she is lazily slumped on the chaise longue like a dead person.

I also want her to mess with him like a cat with a fluctuating temperament.

He only then understood how important she was.

It's important to be quiet.

It's like grit meets warm soup.

Before you know it, all the gaps are filled.

He realized that he couldn't live without her.

Can't do without her quiet time.

It's also inseparable from her troubled times.

Now that she has finally found it, she can't let her run away easily.

It's just that the identity of this dead woman is really amazing.

He's still in a trance.

But I had to believe it.

Looking at the whole world, there is only one person who can have such terrifying skills at such an age.

The moment he learned her identity, in addition to the anger of being fooled, he was more cold.

He knew that it would not be easy for him to keep her by his side.

This is a king.

The king of Osawa became the king.

Before today, he had thought that if he saw this dead woman one day, he would definitely arrest her and teach her a good lesson for a while.

No matter how sharp her claws were, he had to round her out.

But now, he really doesn't know what to do.

Now even if Daze is destroyed, she may not be able to come back obediently.

If she can't destroy Daze, how can she bow down to him?

Xiahou Jinshan sighed, feeling that it was very difficult now.

At this moment, Song Yuan turned over and unconsciously hugged him.

Curled up in his arms like a cat.

Xiahou Jinshan didn't think about it so much, lifted the quilt and covered him with her.

Xiahou Jinshan was also extraordinarily calm when he was held by her.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep together.

Four hours later.

It's long past now.

Cheng Yunjie gradually began to yawn outside the door.

The master slept a little longer today.

He went to the kitchen in the courtyard of Xiahou Jinshan to make two tooth sacrifices, but the master hadn't woken up yet.

Cheng Yunjie looked up at the sky and yawned again.

The master will not sleep until tomorrow morning.

Xiahou Jinshan's room.

Song Yuan rubbed lazily to the side.

She had a dream.

There is a big yellow dog in the dream.

Tall and robust.

The dog has a handsome face.

Fluffy hair.

The meat is neither soft nor hard.

There is a light pine aroma on the body.

It's a good hug.

In her dream, she held the big dog and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Yuan thought of the big dog, so he unconsciously touched the thing he was holding.

The first time, Song Yuan frowned.

Something is wrong with the size and shape.

The second time, Song Yuan sniffed.

The aroma is right.

For the third time, Song Yuan frowned again.

What about Mao?

Got a good night's sleep and all the hair fell off?

Song Yuan touched it again without giving up.

He immediately sat up.

happened to hit Xiahou Jinshan's chin again.

Xiahou Jinshan was knocked into the sky in his sleep

Xiahou Jinshan covered his chin and gritted his teeth to get up and palm the lamp, only then did he turn his head and look at Song Yuan condescendingly.

"Yo, Chengwang Chitose will wake up."

Song Yuan saw this person's face clearly, and even gasped.

What about her dog?!

Xiahou Jinshan, why is this Xiahou Jinshan here?!

She only remembers now that she got on the horse, and then met Xiahou Jinshan, and then she has no impression of what happened after that.

All she remembered was that she was sleepy.

Zhou Gong seemed to be calling her from the depths of his soul.

It seems that Zhou Gong's chess game has been set, and it is very unreasonable for her not to go.

I don't know where it is now.

How could she be in the same room as Xiahou Jinshan?

She didn't know how long she had been asleep.

When Song Yuan thought like this, a strand of her hair slipped slightly to her cheeks, and she raised her hand to touch the long hair that was scattered.

Song Yuan's whole person is not very good.

No way

When even lowered his head and began to check the clothes on his body.

Fortunately, everything is quite complete.

Xiahou Jinshan was a little displeased when he saw her so frightened and checked her clothes.

When even if it is an opening,

"Don't worry."

"This king didn't touch you."

"Just sleeping."

Song Yuan heard what he said in person, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiahou Jinshan was even more annoyed when he saw this,

"If this king wants you, he will not take advantage of others."

Xiahou Jinshan bowed his head slightly, reached out and lifted her chin,

"If this king wants you, it must be when you are sober."

"If you're willing, that's for the best."

"If You Are Willing"

Xiahou Jinshan said and pressed Song Yuan down, and said viciously in her ear,

"This king will make you willing."

The breath he exhaled as he spoke was right in her ears, warm and tickling.

Song Yuan unconsciously turned his head.

Xiahou Jinshan turned her head slightly,

"Why, wasn't Concubine Ai very happy when she hugged this king a few hours ago?"

"What are you afraid of now?"