Yan Ling followed the military doctor to the medicinal herb warehouse to get the medicine, and Huerhe sat on the edge of the bed and straightened the messy hair on Xia Muyao's sideburns.

Ji'er saw it on the side, hurriedly walked over, took Huerhe's hand away from Xia Muyao's hair, and looked at Huerhe solemnly, looking very displeased.

Huerhe looked at his stepson's puffed appearance, smiled helplessly, and then bent over to pick him up, and said softly: "Boy, do you know who I am?" I am your Abba, and you are not allowed to be so unruly to me in the future. ”

The step-son was still frowning, his body leaning back, a little resistant to the approach of Huerhe now.

The stepchild frowned, Huerhe seemed to see himself frowning in the mirror when he was a teenager, and couldn't help laughing, "Stinky boy, you are becoming more and more like Abba me." ”

Seeing that Huerhe had been talking to himself, he was bored, so he turned his head to look at Xia Muyao and muttered in a low voice: "What's wrong with my mother?" ”

has been with Xia Muyao for nearly 20 days, and his step-son has already admitted that Xia Muyao is his mother, and seeing that Xia Muyao is sick, he also cares about her.

Hearing his stepson call Xia Muyao "mother", Huerhe was overjoyed and said softly: "Your mother is sick, you have to be obedient and don't make her unhappy, okay?" ”

The stepsister nodded hurriedly.

"Then when your mother wakes up, you can tell her that you have Abba's blood on your body, okay?" Huerhe hugged his stepson, walked a little farther away, and said to him in a low voice.

The step-child nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Do you really remember?" Huerhe asked reassuringly.

The stepsister nodded again.

Huerhe kissed his stepson on the cheek, "What a good boy." ”

The step-son did not resist, he looked at Huerhe, this mighty man, he could see it almost every day, at first he was afraid of him, because in the eyes of the three-year-old step-son, Huerhe was really tall, and his face was a little dark because of the frost of the battlefield, but after this period of bystanders, Huerhe was always kind to him, which also made the fear in his heart decrease little by little.

"Your name is Hu Renji, steps, can you remember?" Huerhe said to his stepson again.

The step-child didn't speak, looked at Huerhe, and looked inquiring.

Huerhe stretched out his big hand and scratched his stepchild's squeaky nest, "Remember?" ”

The stepchild was tickled, couldn't help laughing, and writhed his little body in Huerhe's arms. Huerhe stretched out his hand and scratched him a few more times, and the sound of his stepson's crisp laughter spread in the big tent.

When the father and son stopped playing, Huerhe turned around, only to find that Xia Muyao had woken up at some point, so he hurriedly walked over with his stepson in his arms, "Awake?" The military doctor said that you are sick, and after a while, someone will help you boil the medicine, and you will be fine after drinking it," Speaking of this, Huerhe looked at the stepson in his arms again and asked, "Is it right, stepson?" ”

The stepsister nodded hurriedly, looking sensible.

Xia Muyao wondered why she woke up, and the relationship between her stepson and Huerhe seemed to be intimate, but this kind of situation was what she wanted to see, and as Huerhe said, her stepson's inadvertent expression was exactly the same as Huerhe's, which made her heart feel a little relieved.

Then, the step-child stretched out her little hand to Xia Muyao and wanted Xia Muyao to hug her.

"My mother is sick, how about letting her rest for a while, and go to the military tent with Abba to play?" Huerhe hurriedly stopped his stepson.

Xia Muyao heard that Huerhe was going to take her step-son to the military tent, and hurriedly said: "Your step-son going to the military tent will disturb your military affairs." ”

"It doesn't matter, who made him my son," Huerhe said, bowing his head and asking his stepson: "Stepson, when you get to the military tent, you have to listen to Abba's words obediently." ”

Hearing that there was a new place to play, the stepsister nodded hurriedly.

Seeing his stepchild's sensible appearance, Huerhe turned his head and smiled at Xia Muyao, "Don't worry, I'll only go for a while, and after explaining the matter, I'll come back to accompany you, you lie down and rest for a while." ”

Xia Muyao nodded, and then watched Huerhe leave the big tent with his stepson in his arms.

Yan Ling was boiling medicine outside the big tent, and when Huerhe passed by her, he told her to take care of Xia Muyao, and Yan Ling got up and respectfully agreed.

**

When Ji'er arrived in the military tent, he saw many lieutenant generals, but the little man was still calm and unhurried, his eyes looked over the faces of everyone one by one, and then he looked at the big map on the table with great interest, stretched out his little hand and pointed excitedly, turned his head and smiled at Huerhe.

"Xiao Shizi likes maps, and he will definitely be a generation of generals one day." When the lieutenants saw it, they couldn't help but say.

Huerhe stretched out his hand and gently pinched his stepson's little face, "If you want to become a general, you have to go through a lot of things." ”

Then, Huerhe asked his stepson to stand on a chair and let the lieutenants gather around the table to continue the interrupted meeting.

Ji'er was very quiet, listening to Huerhe explaining how to attack the city strategy for the lieutenant generals, Ji'er twisted his little face and looked at Huerhe, his eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, he saw such a Huerhe for the first time, and the demeanor of a general in his gestures was inexplicably attractive to him.

When the meeting was over, the lieutenants dispersed and went back to their battalions to set up tasks.

Only Huerkh and his stepson, and two guards were left in the tent.

Ji'er turned his head to look at Huerhe, grinned, and then tentatively climbed onto the table and sat down on the map.

Huerhe let him sit for a while, then picked him up, and laughed loudly: "This thing is not a casual sitting, you are urinating on it when you turn around, and Abba has to find someone to repair it." ”

was picked up by Huerhe suddenly, and his stepson laughed loudly.

After so many days, Ji'er finally found out that this man who had always been serious and silent turned out to be very funny, and he began to like him.

When she returned to the big tent, Xia Muyao was still awake.

"Have you drunk the medicine?" After Huerhe sat on the edge of the bed with his stepson in his arms, he asked softly.

Xia Muyao nodded, and then looked at her stepson, "He didn't make trouble for you." ”

"How can you make a mess, step-son is obedient." Huerhe smiled and rubbed his stepson's hair.

The stepson still hugged Huerhe's neck and refused to come down.

Xia Muyao looked at them with a smile of sincere relief.

In the dead of night, the step-child fell asleep on his small bed, and Huerhe and Xia Muyao returned to bed.

"Are you feeling better?" Huerhe stretched out his hand to straighten Xia Muyao's forehead and asked softly.

Xia Muyao nodded lightly.

"These days, I always feel that you are far away from me, tell me, what do you think about every day?" Huerhe asked softly, he decided not to avoid the question that Xia Muyao had guessed in his heart.

"I ......" Xia Muyao only spit out one word, and then hesitated, how could she talk to Huerhe about such an unspeakable issue, saying that she might have been violated by Zhao Yuanting.

"Blame me, I should have talked to you earlier, but I thought my stepchild was still young, and what he said casually wouldn't make you cranky." Huerhe held Xia Muyao's chin with his hand, so that her eyes were opposite to his.

"A three-year-old wouldn't lie." Xia Muyao still had doubts in her heart.

"But a three-year-old child will be easily taken advantage of, Zhao Yuanting said these words in his stepson's ear all day long, naturally there is a purpose, he just wants you to misunderstand, so as to achieve his sinister purpose."

There was some truth in Huerhe's words, and Xia Muyao's expression eased a little.

"Look at my stepson, isn't that look and casual behavior exactly the same as mine?" Seeing that Xia Muyao was silent, Huerhe said, "Let's hug him and play with him today, he is also affectionate to me, this is blood thicker than water." ”

"But why is my heart so disturbed?" Xia Muyao looked at Huerhe, her face full of sadness.

"It's not good for me, let you be in the barracks all day long, every day you see either death or injury, a person always sees a tragic scene, and his heart will feel hopeless, in the future, I will take more time to accompany you and my stepson, and when this battle is over, I will take you back to Yancheng, resign from the post of general to King Beihu, and only accompany you and the children with peace of mind." Huerhe replied distressedly.

When Xia Muyao heard this, she felt that most of the stuffiness in her chest had dissipated, and she hugged Huerhe tightly, "Maybe it's really like this...... What's more, during the days when I lived in Siyao Palace, I had never had a skin-to-skin relationship with Zhao Yuanting," Speaking of this, Xia Muyao stared at Huerhe's eyes, "Do you believe me?" ”

Huerhe smiled softly, stretched out his big hand and rubbed Xia Muyao's little face, "Of course I believe in you, and I also believe in Zhao Yuanting, although he is insidious, he will never be so shameless." ”

Hearing Huerhe say that Zhao Yuanting was good, Xia Muyao couldn't help but nodded, "Yes, he is the king of a country, and there are many women in the harem, and he just wanted to talk to me." ”

Huerhe smiled and nodded, and then hugged Xia Muyao in front of his chest, and his heart was about to break.

Xia Muyao was very happy, it had been a few days, and she had never felt like this to clear the dark clouds.

"I've been cold to you these days, do you blame me?" The knot in her heart was somewhat untied, and Xia Muyao couldn't help but regret her actions these days.

"Fool, you are my wife, I can't comfort you when you're unhappy, so why should I blame you?"

After Huerhe finished speaking softly, he lowered his head and kissed Xia Muyao's lips.

During these days, because his stepson came back and Dakang sent a new man to fight, Xia Muyao had a mustard in her heart, and Huerhe was busy with military affairs, so they hadn't been intimate for a long time.

This time, under Huerhe's persuasion, the knot in Xia Muyao's heart slowly loosened, and she no longer rejected being intimate with Huerhe. She stretched out her little hand to wrap her arms around Huerhe's waist and gently responded to Huerhe's kiss.

Huerhe hugged Xia Muyao's fragrant little body in his arms, and his big hands kneaded the softness of her chest, and his body quickly became hot.

He leaned over and kissed Xia Muyao's body, which made Xia Muyao itch unbearably, but he didn't dare to make a sound for fear of waking up his stepson, so he could only push Huerhe and signal him to lighten it.

Huerhe nodded silently, and his movements were really gentle.