The halberd said this with great momentum.

Xie Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed.

Her laughter was soft and smart, and in the cool evening breeze, it was simply refreshing.

"Little grandfather, is it so powerful?" Xie Zhiyun joked with him.

The halberd squeezed her hand and led her on.

"You are not Yu Hanzhao, and I am not Wei Yao, our identities are different, we will never encounter such a thing."

"The Xie family is far away in Langhuan, and he has long been subordinate to the Suguo Mansion, and no matter how capable Sima Ling is, he can't reach it."

"Another one, Wei Yao has no official or position, and he is not conspicuous at home, so he married the Yu family last year, and it was precisely because of him that Sima Ling dared to do it."

"Let's see if Sima Ling dares to move the Cui family and the Xie family."

Wei Ji went into battle to kill the enemy at the age of fifteen, and he followed Wei Cang's side and won many miraculous feats, and he was a well-deserved major general.

Since the day Wei Cangding's Mansion was in Yezhou, he has invited Wei Ji to establish a prince, and the title of Wei Ji, the little grandfather, is not a random shout in the house.

From the very beginning, Wei Cang's designated successor was Wei Ji.

No one can shake it.

Sima Ling will not really fight against Wei's, and to this day, he has been knocking on the side, using the most inferior means to try to shake Wei's, make them shake, and make them anxious.

But none of this worked.

Wei Cang's mind is too clear, he clearly plans every step of the future, unless there is some unpredictable accident, maybe it will make Wei's fall apart.

Xie Zhiyun pondered suddenly.

Wei Ji saw that she was lost in thought, but did not know what was in mind, and frowned slightly, looking a little uneasy and anxious.

The Halberd sighed.

"What about you?"

His deep voice crept into her ears with the evening breeze, and her distant consciousness gradually returned.

"What?" Xie Zhiyun asked subconsciously.

Wei Ji led her across the courtyard gate and returned to their Chunhua Garden.

"If you were Yu Hanzhao, what would you do?"

Xie Zhiyun thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "If the Xie clan encounters such a thing, then during the period of control and detention, the entire Xie clan will write history books together, and hype up all the dirty things that Sima Ling has done. ”

Halberd: "......"

Sure enough, only literati can't be easily provoked.

If one doesn't get it right, he will be ruined directly, and his reputation will spread far and wide, and it will be spread for more than a hundred years.

The two of them talked and entered the bedroom, and the halberd came back before he changed his clothes, and at this time he was rushed by Xie Zhiyun to change his clothes, and when he returned to the bedroom, he found that there was a navy blue military uniform on the small table of the Luohan bed.

Xie Zhiyun has already changed into a homely shirt and skirt, and the ring hairpin on his head has been removed, and he is sitting at the table serving the incense burner at the moment.

The sandalwood in the bedroom gradually burned, and the faint smell filled the tip of the nose, which gradually quieted the irritable heart of the halberd.

He sat on the other side and reached out and touched the uniform on the table.

Xie Zhiyun put down the incense spoon in his hand and looked at the halberd with a smile: "This is the fabric we made ourselves this year, and the soldiers in the elite barracks are all navy blue, I chose a piece of fabric at random and came back, and I made a military uniform for you." ”

"I'm not good at my craft, look at it, it's okay if you don't wear it."

When Xie Zhiyun said this, although there was a smile on his face, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at the halberd.

Her needlework guard knows it, making socks is crooked, and making military uniforms is even more miserable.

But this year's military uniform was single-handedly made by her, and the people could make military uniforms for the soldiers, so she also wanted to make a guard halberd, whether the guard was worn or not, it was her own mind.

Wei Ji looked at her flushed cheeks, touching the stiff fabric in her hands, and her heart was warm and happy.

Xie Zhiyun is always like this, she never speaks softly, and she is always sober and rational, but what she does occasionally has the innocence and tenderness of a girl.

Wei Ji was wrong before, Xie Zhiyun is not romantic, but her romance is too serious, and people will always be wrong.

For example, the crooked socks, the mosquito repellent plaster, the military book full of annotations, and this military uniform that looks barely sturdy.

The piles and piles were all made by Xie Zhiyun with heart and strength.

With such intentions, how can you say that she is not romantic?

It's not tenderness that's romance.

Sincerely, too.

Wei Ji smiled and sighed, he reached out and gently stroked every inch of his uniform, first boasting: "This material is so good." ”

The material used as a military uniform should not be too soft, as it will wear out quickly, and it will not be worn without wearing it, and it will not play a protective role.

Therefore, the materials are relatively stiff, and it will not be so comfortable to wear on the body, but it is mosquito and insect proof, and it is also warm in winter.

Xie Zhiyun made a military uniform worn in the Spring and Autumn Period, without cotton, and the material was thick and sturdy, which was better than any previous year.

Is there anyone who cares about the difference in the ingredients made?

Wei Ji praised the material first, and saw that Xie Zhiyun's ears were red.

He chuckled under his breath, then unfolded his uniform and compared it to his body.

The military uniforms are all tops and pants, and there are thick clumps that can be used to hang scale armor, Xie Zhiyun's craftsmanship is indeed not very good, but the clothes should be cut by Mama Jia, and the size of the clothes is just right, even if Xie Zhiyun sews crookedly, the halberd is indescribably neat and neat when worn on the body.

Wei Ji put his coat directly on his body, stood in front of Xie Zhiyun, and looked down at her.

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help but look up at him, but this time he didn't take his eyes off and looked at him with a red face.

"The size is not wrong at all," Xie Zhiyun muttered, "it would be better to sew the stitches straighter next time." ”

The eldest young lady was still summing up her experience, and the little grandfather had already bent down and accurately caught Xie Zhiyun's soft lips.

Xie Zhiyun's voice was instantly swallowed by the halberd, she sighed, and then was pulled into the whirlpool of confusion by the halberd.

She unconsciously reached out and grabbed the hem of her uniform, as if she was refusing, but in fact she pulled the halberd closer.

The breath of the two people was instantly entangled, accompanied by the unique taste of sandalwood, entangled, and gradually became warm.

When the halberd finally ended that kiss, Xie Zhiyun was out of breath.

Wei Ji reached out and gently touched her red lips, and whispered in her ear with a smile: "The clothes are indeed strong, and then ......"

"And after all this time, you still haven't learned how to kiss."

The halberd stretched out his hand, picked her up, and turned to the bed.

Xie Zhiyun reached out and grabbed his neck, but he was not afraid that he would fall.

"How can I learn without a teacher?" Xie Zhiyun looked left and said to him.

The halberd raised an eyebrow, leaned down again, and laid her on the bed.

"Isn't the teacher here?"