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Thinking of this, Ning Xiang hurriedly pinched her palm, Liang Bozhao is her husband, how could she think of him so badly?

But Xu is pregnant and thinking a lot, and after the bumps along the way, Ning Xiang's already weak mind has become more and more fragile, the more she doesn't let herself think, but the more she can't help it, as long as she thinks that Princess Yongning is getting along with Liang Bozhao in the military camp these days, Ning Xiang is like drinking a big bowl of Coptis chinensis, bitter from head to foot, and even the breath is full of bitterness.

Yuan Zikuo saw her sad face, knowing that she was sad, but he couldn't say anything, he didn't plan to tell her about it, but after thinking about it, when Ning Xiang arrived at the barracks, he would still see Yongning, since it was unavoidable, he might as well say it from his mouth, so that Ning Xiang would have a room to turn around, so as not to be frightened after suddenly seeing it.

Ning Xiang bit her lip, unwilling to be seen by Yuan Zikuo for her helplessness, her plain white fingers curled up slightly, she sat there with a breeze, there was a breeze blowing the corners of her skirt, although she was pregnant, but she was still beautiful, in this desolate Saibei, she was like the slender willow in the south of the Yangtze River, and the light clouds that had just come out of Xiu, which made people can't help but feel pity and want to take her in her arms.

Yuan Zikuo looked away, raised his eyes and looked ahead, and before long, he saw dust fluttering in the distance, showing that a cavalry was galloping towards him.

Yuan Zikuo looked closely, and after the cavalry got a little closer and saw the battle armor on their bodies, the man's eyebrows relaxed, and then he hooked his lips slightly, and said to Ning Xiang; "Madam, please look, Master Hou is here to pick you up."

Ning Xiang was shocked, and when she heard this, she looked ahead, and really saw a cavalry, the sky was full of yellow sand, she could only see one by one black shadows, all the color of the war horse and armor, she couldn't tell who was who, and she didn't see Liang Bozhao's figure.

The closer the cavalry is, the more charming the wind and sand blows, Ning Xiang can't bear it, only blocking it with his hand, he can't open his eyes when he is blowing, and he doesn't know when, he feels that his body is light, and the man's powerful arm has firmly wrapped around her waist, and he lifted her out of the carriage.

Ning Xiang screamed in fright, until she fell into a familiar embrace, and before she could make a sound, she was hugged by the man.

Liang Bozhao was like a treasure, tightly clasped Ning Xiang in his arms, in the wind and sand, he untied his cloak, and caged the little daughter-in-law in his arms, looking at the little face in his arms, the stirring in his heart was simply unstoppable, and he leaned over, and kissed Ning Xiang's lips without saying anything.

The man's breath came to his face, and Ning Xiang no longer doubted, even if he couldn't see the man in front of him clearly, he knew that he was his husband.

Her tears fell one by one, and she couldn't care about anything else, she only stretched out her arm and hugged Liang Bozhao's waist tightly, just willing to be tightly entangled with him and never separate.

Liang Bozhao was hindered by everyone behind him, just a dragonfly with a little water, and then let go of his daughter-in-law's lips, his big hand was still tightly wrapped around Ning Xiang's waist, through the wide cloak, he could also see her high and bulging lower abdomen, because he was about to give birth, the belly was more than twice as big as when he left Beijing, he saw it in his eyes, couldn't help but reach out and stroke it, his voice was low and hoarse, shouting Ning Xiang's name; "Xiang'er..."

Ning Xiang leaned her face against his chest, and when she heard her husband's voice, it was sad and sweet, she moved her lips, but her throat choked and she couldn't speak.

Liang Bozhao held Ning Xiang in one hand, and held the reins in the other hand, looking at Yuan Zikuo on the side.

Yuan Zikuo sat on horseback with a smile, looking at this scene of the reunion of husband and wife.

Liang Bozhao's eyes were calm, with a hint of gratitude, and he said to Yuan Zikuo; "The grace of the prince to save him, Liang Bozhao is here to thank you."

"Well said." Yuan Zikuo arched his hand, and said with a straight face; "Lord Hou fought on the battlefield for me, and escorting his wife to reunite with Lord Hou is also within the responsibility of Xiao Wang."

Liang Bozhao didn't say much, thanked Yuan Zikuo, hugged Ning Xiang tightly, clamped the horse's belly, and drove to the barracks with his wife.

Yongning stood in front of the tent, a pair of eyes were looking at the main tent, Zhai Heng stood behind her, and said in a low voice; "The Hou Ye has been reunited with his wife, why should the princess stay here?"

"You're right, it's just obsession." Yongning retracted his gaze, but also admitted it calmly.

"The subordinates will pack up and escort the princess back to Beijing."

As soon as Yongning heard this, he smiled slightly; "You're looking forward to my return to Beijing like this?"

Zhai Heng's face was respectful, and he leaned over and said; "Please think again, princess."

Yongning looked away; "I heard that it was King Rui who escorted Mrs. Liang to Northern Xinjiang this time?"

"Exactly."

Yongning nodded, "Then I won't send you off, I will go back with King Rui." ”

"If the princess can think about it, it is the best."

"Want to open?" Yongning chewed these two words gently, a faint bitterness appeared in his eyes, but his voice was lowered; "If there are really these two words in this world, why are those crazy children and resentful girls."

Her eyes inadvertently looked at the main account again, and Liang Bozhao at this time was afraid that he was fighting with his wife. Just now, she also watched him carry Ning Xiang into the main tent, his steps were hurried, but very steady, as if he was not holding a woman, but a priceless treasure.

in the main ledger.

Liang Bozhao never put Ning Xiang down, but still held her in his arms.

The two snuggled tightly, thinking about the child in her womb, Liang Bozhao didn't dare to exert himself, only held Ning Xiang's little face, and saw her beautiful eyes, showing that she had suffered too much along the way, and a thin face was not as big as his palm, which made his heart like a knife.

"Xianggong...."Ning Xiang only called these two words out of his mouth at this time.

Liang Bozhao didn't wait for her to continue, he had already leaned over and grabbed her lip again. This kiss is different from Fang Cai's dragonfly, but rough, domineering, eager to swallow her in one bite, his strength is so great, tightly clasping the back of her head, and the other hand is to stabilize her waist, so that she can not avoid it, so she has to let him ask for it.

The two have been separated for several months, and their thoughts of each other are unforgettable, the fragrance is as soft as bones, and the whole person is obedient like a silk, sucking his lips by his husband, and even spitting out his own lilac tongue in a green way, and Liang Bozhao is obsessed with it.

Even after bumping all the way, Ning Xiang's lips were still soft and sweet, causing the man to kiss deeper and deeper, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, and with the only remaining bit of rational restraint, Liang Bozhao finally let go of Ning Xiang's body, hugged her into his arms, let her lean on his shoulder, and heard her soft gasp.

He stroked his wife's hair, remembering that she had been frightened along the way, it was endless distress, and his voice was also full of pity; "This way, I've suffered you."

Ning Xiang didn't want her husband to worry, so she only shook her head slightly and whispered; "It's all over, follow my husband in the future, and I won't suffer."

Liang Bozhao felt a pain in his heart, and hugged her tighter, thinking of the Condor Country, a pair of black eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and he was cold.

"Follow me in the future, don't go anywhere." Liang Bozhao's voice was low and gentle, coaxing the woman in his arms, he didn't even dare to think about how he would deal with himself if Ning Xiang and the child really had a good relationship this time.

How about being a prince, how about commanding heavy troops, and what about leaning towards the government and the opposition? Compared with the wife and children in his arms, all this is just a passing cloud, and not even a trace has fallen.

Ning Xiang's heart was warm and soft, and the moment she saw Liang Bozhao, she felt that the hardships she had endured along the way were worth it, thinking of those Hu people with high swords and boots, somehow, she was still a little grateful.

lowered his eyes, and saw a smile on the corner of her lips, Liang Bozhao kissed her forehead, and said softly; "Laughing at what?"

Ning Xiang raised her eyes, looked at her husband Junying's resolute facial features, and said softly; "I'm thinking, if it weren't for those Hu people who robbed me out of the mansion, I wouldn't have seen Xianggong, but it's thanks to them."

Liang Bozhao couldn't cry or laugh, pinched her cheek, and saw that although she was thin, her complexion was still good, and her lower abdomen was round and standing there, which added a little cuteness.

Liang Bozhao's eyes softened, he squatted down in front of Ning Xiang, rubbed his wife's belly, and said with a smile; "I've only been walking for more than four months, and the little one has grown so much. If you look at this, you must be a son. ”

Ning Xiangwaner, counting the days, the delivery period is in these days, she has always been a little afraid of giving birth, but when she saw Xianggong at this time, those fears were thrown out of the clouds, but she looked forward to the child in her womb to move as soon as possible and come out of her belly.

Liang Bozhao's eyes were soft, and he put his ear on his wife's belly, he wanted to listen to his son's movements, but after listening intently for a while, Ning Xiang's stomach was still quiet, like a pool of stagnant water, his big hand stroked for a moment, but he didn't notice the child's fetal movement, the man frowned, and then relieved, patted his wife's belly lightly, and smiled; "This kid, when he saw his father, he was lazy."

When Ning Xiang heard her husband say this, she remembered that her fetal movements had been less in the past few days, and she had just reunited with a man, her thoughts were resting on her husband, and she never noticed whether the child was moving in the stomach, for some reason, Ning Xiang felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart, and her little hand gently stroked her stomach and said to Liang Bozhao; "Xianggong, I'm a little afraid, why don't you invite a doctor to come over and take a look at the child?"

Liang Bozhao kissed her little face, hugged her and sat down on the couch, and said softly; "The military doctor is already waiting outside, and he will come in as soon as he is called."

Ning Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and pursed her lips; "Then why don't you let the doctor in."

Liang Bozhao reunited with his wife, where was he willing to let others disturb, only hugged the incense, and kept it warm for a long time, before he called out of the tent, and it didn't take long to see an old man carrying a medicine box and hurriedly stepping into the tent.