In the early morning, Wan Chongshan opened his eyes, and what greeted him was Qingzhou's gentle and beautiful face, and a tenderness surged in his heart, only wrapping around her body, and just about to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, he saw Qingzhou move slightly in his arms and opened his eyes.

Looking at each other, Qingzhou was stunned at first, and the scene of last night poured into her mind, only to make her face suddenly bright, she lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at Wanzhong Mountain again, only snuggled slightly into his arms, and buried her head in his chest.

Wan Chongshan looked at her shy and shy appearance, the corners of his lips were a little smile, he stroked her long hair, kissed her forehead, and the two snuggled quietly, and did not get up until three poles in the sun.

Qingzhou's legs were weak, as soon as he got out of bed, his feet were unstable, Wan Chongshan was already holding her body with a clear eye, Qingzhou's cheeks were full of redness, and he saw Wan Chongshan against her forehead, and said in a low voice; "I was bad last night, be careful next time."

Listening to his words, Qingzhou's face burned even more, and he only whispered; "Don't talk about it."

Wan Chongshan smiled slightly, his big hand was still holding her slender waist, maybe the people outside heard the movement in the house, and heard the sound of forsythia already sounding outside the house, and opened his mouth carefully; "Miss, are you up?"

The light boat answered, and Forsythia led the maids and fish into the service to serve the masters to freshen up.

Qingzhou knew that she was now a woman who had truly become Wanzhongshan, she thought about it, and finally suppressed the shyness in her heart and stepped forward to serve Wanzhongshan to change clothes.

There was a flash of tenderness in Wanzhongshan's eyes, he was tall, only so that Qingzhou had to stand on tiptoe to button the neckline for him, Wanzhongshan saw it in his eyes, he couldn't help but smile faintly, he leaned down, so that Qingzhou could save some strength, the two were so close, there was a warm sunlight shining into the room from the window, as if a layer of golden light was hazy on them, Qingzhou met Wanzhongshan's black eyes, and he saw that he was looking at himself intently, Such a deep and gentle gaze almost took her mind away, she looked at Wanzhong Mountain in a daze, and her gesture gradually stopped, forgetting to button him.

It wasn't until Wan Chongshan held her little hand in the palm of her hand that Qingzhou Fang came back to her senses, she blushed, but in a hurry she buttoned the wrong shirt for him, Wan Chongshan laughed in a low voice, Qingzhou became more and more embarrassed, until Wan Chongshan grabbed her arm and took her in his arms, her face was still flushed, and she whispered; "Forsythia, they're still there."

"Leave them alone." The man's voice was gentle and low, he wrapped his arms around her thin waist, buried his face in her hair, the fragrance on her body drove away the murderous aura on the battlefield, and also drove away the anger in his bones, his complexion gradually became calmer, even the original overly resolute facial features were a lot gentler at this time, compared to the previous swords and swords, he only wanted this moment, for a long time, for life and death.

When Qingzhou heard this, she obediently leaned on his arm, she didn't pay attention to others, and after a while, she finally mustered up her courage, stretched out her arm, and wrapped it around the waist of Wanzhong Mountain.

Wan Chongshan's body shook slightly, and he paused, but he hugged her tighter.

In the past few days in the other courtyard, Wanzhongshan will accompany the light boat every day, and the two have gone through ups and downs to usher in today's stay, and they cherish each other very much. Especially Wanzhong Mountain, I really don't know how to take care of the light boat, in the other courtyard these days, he first let people send some parrot thrushes, hanging under the corridor to relieve the boredom of the light boat, and then let people send some little rabbits and turtles to raise in the backyard, even the pool in the garden is also let people raise colored carp, nothing to do with the light boat to feed, but the light boat as a female doll, provoked the light boat himself every time he thinks of it, he can't help it.

In the evening, Qingzhou walked towards the study with the snacks he made himself.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Wanzhongshan sitting there, but he was holding a knife in his hand, as if he was carving something. Hearing the footsteps of the light boat, Wan Chongshan raised his head and stretched out his arm towards her.

Qingzhou put the snack on the table, walked to his side, looked at the wood carving in his hand that had not yet been revealed, and said curiously; "What is this doing?"

"Carve a wooden doll for you." Wan Chongshan smiled, took her in his arms, his gesture was flexible, and he saw that the knife was alive in his hand, gradually, Qingzhou looked at the doll and showed a fleshy little face, Wan Chongshan gestured non-stop, and saw that the doll's eyebrows came out, the eyes came out, and the chubby cheeks came out, and finally, the man also carved two round small hair bags on the top of the doll's head, and a lifelike wooden doll was revealed in front of Qingzhou.

Qingzhou's eyes were full of joy, she took the wooden doll from the man's hand, looked at the cute little doll, and really liked it the more she looked at it.

"You can also carve wood? How did I not know? Qingzhou's eyes were shining, the fingers holding the wooden doll were white and delicate, her smile was sweet, and when she looked at Wanzhong Mountain, she was indescribably beautiful and gentle.

"If there is no war one day, I will go and set up a wooden carving stall to earn money to feed you." Wan Chongshan took her into his arms, looked at her smile, and hooked his lips and smiled with her.

Qingzhou looked at the wooden doll, only to feel very happy, seeing that she was happy to be like this, Wan Chongshan eyes were doting, and gently scraped the tip of her nose, "A wooden doll can also be happy like this." ”

Qingzhou pursed his lips slightly, only holding the wooden doll, snuggled up in Wan Chongshan's arms, Wan Chongshan put his arms around her shoulders, and printed a kiss on her hair, Qingzhou looked at the cute wooden baby, but whispered to the man; "Shall we have such a doll too?"

Wan Chongshan gestured, he picked up her little face and said to her; "You're still young, so we're not in a hurry."

Qingzhou remembered that she had only been with Wanzhongshan for a few days, and then she thought of the child, and she felt stupid, she stopped talking, only leaned on Wanzhongshan's chest, looked at the wooden doll, and had a little longing in her heart, longing for God to give her a child, her and Wanzhongshan's child.

Wan Chongshan stroked her long hair, looked at her pure and flawless little face, and smiled slightly.

Qingzhou saw his smile, she raised her eyes, and asked him softly; "Laughing at what?"

"Laugh at you.

"Laugh at me?" Qingzhou was a little puzzled.

"Laugh at yourself and you're still a doll." Wan Chongshan stroked her face and whispered; "I'm thinking about having a baby."

Qingzhou's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her eyes, and heard the voice of Wanzhong Mountain ring again; "When I return to Beijing, let this doll accompany you, and when the affairs in Beijing are finished, I will come back to accompany you."

Qingzhou was slightly stunned, "Are you going back to Beijing tomorrow?" ”

Wan Chongshan nodded.

Qingzhou felt a trace of reluctance in his heart, but he also understood that he was entangled in everything, and it was extremely rare to be able to accompany him here these days, how could she keep pestering him?

Wan Chongshan picked up Qingzhou's face, looked at her with wavy eyes on himself, his eyes darkened, and only hooked her jaw and kissed her lips.

The candlelight reflected the figures of the two on the wall, how to tell the truth of each other.

Wanzhong Mountain marched for many years, every day is not yet bright, he is already awake, Qingzhou is still leaning on his arm and sleeping, he looked at her for a while, saw that she slept sweetly, he was reluctant to wake her up, he lightly withdrew his arm, the quilt was tucked away for Qingzhou, and he got up and got out of bed.

Before leaving, Wan Chongshan looked at Qingzhou again, looking at her sleeping appearance, Wan Chongshan's heart was soft, he leaned over and kissed Qingzhou's cheek, raised his eyes, and saw that the wooden doll was resting on the dresser, he looked at it, the corners of his lips were floating a smile, he took the wooden doll, and gently put it on the head of Qingzhou's bed, do this, Wan Chongshan's fingers stroked Qingzhou's cheek, and finally stood up and left her room.

When Qingzhou woke up, there was no man around her, she stood up, and before she could feel sad in her heart, she saw a chubby wooden doll beside her, which was obviously placed by Wan Chongshan before leaving. She took the wooden baby in her hand, only felt soft in her heart, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Wan Chongshan obviously regarded her as an ignorant female doll who needed to be accompanied by a wooden doll to fall asleep.

The days of the departure of Wanzhong Mountain, the light boat only stayed quietly in the courtyard every day, compared to the bitterness of the Lingyin Temple, the days of the other courtyard were peaceful and comfortable, in addition to the thoughts of the Wanzhong Mountain, and the concern for the mother, the light boat only felt that the days were like flowing water, passing away from the fingers.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since Wanzhongshan left.

"Miss!" On this day, Forsythia ran in from outside in a panic, and as soon as he saw the light boat, he exclaimed.

"Forsythia, what's wrong?" Qingzhou was slightly stunned and put down the embroidered bandage in his hand.

"News came from the Beijing Division just now, Liaohe borrowed troops from Dayu, and they are approaching Yanzhou again!"

Qingzhou's heart trembled and he lost his voice; "Hasn't the Liao State already surrendered? They also sent the princess and the pro."

"I'm afraid that the Liao people surrendered and deliberately sent a princess over to confuse the king."

"What about Master Hou?" Qingzhou's heart was in turmoil.

"The emperor said that Hou Ye had just quelled the Wuzhou Rebellion and let Hou Ye rest in Beijing, but Hou Ye took the initiative to ask for help, and Hou Ye said that no one in the court knew the situation on the frontier better than him, and he was obliged to do so." Forsythia was articulate and only told Qingzhou the news he had heard.

"He's going to fight again" Qingzhou sat there in despair, remembering the arrow in the Wanzhong Mountain when he was in Yanzhou, and his heart tightened.