A trip to the Wa Kingdom, come back to be promoted to duke, this is basically unlikely, the Duke of the Ming Dynasty seems to be only one or two grades higher than the Marquis and Earl, but in fact it is the difference between cloud and mud, not the same.

From the founding of the country to the present, the two titles of marquis and earl have been increasing, usually concentrated in the queen's family, that is, the group of relatives.

But the duke's group of people who only had the founding and the martyrdom not only did not increase, but also decreased.

Until now, there are only five families that have not broken the inheritance, and two of them are still the same surname.

But where does the little camelina understand this.

Therefore, Xia Yuan feels that these words should be very useful, after all, the core values of these years are this, and all the demands can be metaphysically extended to earn some inheritance for children and grandchildren.

But he didn't want to say such a thing not only had no effect, but also caused such a fierce backlash, Xia Yuan was puzzled and at a loss, "What are you crying about?" ”

"I, I just want to have no cave room with my husband, not even a child, if my husband can't come back, there will be nothing."

Xia Yuan's face darkened a little, "What do you mean you can't come back, you."

I wanted to say a few words, but looking at her tearful appearance, I couldn't say anything, so I simply said: "Okay, it's the husband who said the wrong thing, which made you think nonsense, come on, come on, the husband will be punished, and you will beat me." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed her little fist and began to beat it against his chest, and after just two hits, Zhu Xiurong tried to pull his hand back.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan didn't insist, picked up the little camellia and let her sit on his lap, and then continued: "Didn't the husband say everything, although he went on an expedition, he was very safe, he would not go to the battlefield, let alone fight with the enemy, and the husband would be able to come back safely, how could he not come back."

You just put your heart in your stomach, don't worry about those who don't, or do you think your husband is lying to you? ”

"I didn't"

Xiao Chuzi's voice was weak, she fell into Xia Yuan's arms, hugged his neck with both hands, and agreed repeatedly.

She has a very little understanding of war, and all her knowledge comes from the gossip of others - there are also a few old people in Zhaojia Village who were young and even in the prime of life who served as soldiers and ate salaries.

These old men often tell the younger generations of the village about the battles on the battlefield, and of course, they can't help but boast about the exaggerated elements.

At that time, when she was chopping wood, or washing clothes, she sometimes listened to it, and she didn't remember much, but she remembered that fighting a war was dangerous, and it would kill people, and many people would die.

This is also the source of her fear and panic, but seeing Xia Yuan say this repeatedly, after thinking about it, she felt that there should be no danger, those old people can come back safely, and they can talk to the descendants of the village about their experience of fighting, and the husband will definitely come back safely.

Thinking in his heart, a flustered heart seemed to let go of seven or eight points, and his mouth repeated: "My husband won't lie to me." ”

The voice of this was also very soft, not like she was responding to Xia Yuan, but like she was talking to herself.

"That's right, the husband won't lie to you, when you get to the Wa country, if you want to fight, those soldiers will do it, and the husband will sit in the big tent, which is very safe."

Xia Yuan said as he stroked her back with his hand, and when he said this, he attached it to her ear and said, "When the husband comes back from earning military merits from the Wa Kingdom this time, we will go to the cave and then give birth to a son to inherit the title, okay?" ”

The sound rang in her ears, and the breath that came out was hot and itchy, and the little camelina's face was a little red, and she bit her lip and hummed softly.

However, Xia Yuan sighed again, "Forget it, you still think it's a fart if you come back to the cave room, it's unlucky." ”

He pondered for a moment, and just planted a flag in a dignified manner.

If you come back from a war, you will get married, you will marry you when you come back from a war, and you will do something when you come back.

It's unlucky.

"Fight, isn't it bad luck to come back to the cave house after the battle?"

"It's not that it's unlucky to come back from the battle, it's that the words themselves are unlucky."

"That" came out, her face turned red again, and she still whispered with mosquito-like movements for a while: "Then wait for the husband to come back and return to the cave room?" ”

Xia Yuan gently wrapped one arm around her waist, put it to her ear, and asked in a joking tone, "Do you want to do it?" ”

"Yes." Xiao Chuzi nodded, hugged his neck, put his cheek on her husband's cheek, rubbed her ears and temples gently, and said in her mouth: "I think, I want to give birth to my husband, I've been thinking about it for a long time." ”

Xia Yuan originally wanted to tease her with this kind of teasing tone, but he didn't expect to get such a serious answer, he opened his mouth to make fun of her as usual, and said that he had been thinking about the cave room all day long, but he couldn't say it anyway.

After all, the girl in her arms is a native of the Ming Dynasty.

In her cognition, getting married is for the cave house, and for giving birth to a child for her husband.

But as a modern person, he has never been ruthless.

Roughly calculated, it has been more than two years since I married this little shepherd's cabbage, and now I am sixteen, sixteen

The sixteen-year-old girl still looks a little like a green apple, and her figure is still as petite as before, but this petite is mainly reflected in the upper body.

The upper body is narrow, the waist is very thin, but the pretty buttocks sitting on the legs have unconsciously been quite graceful of a mature woman, pinched with your hands, round, and several times larger than before.

According to the old man, such a child can already be born.

According to Xia Yuan's understanding, this situation of women is actually mature, and this situation also means that the size and height of the little camelina will not grow no matter how long it is, and it should always maintain this petite and delicate appearance in the future.

It seems that it is unlikely to raise Lori to be a royal sister.

Thinking of this, Xia Yuan still had some in his heart. Speaking of disappointment, it is more or less a bit Versailles, so let's be happy.

He thought in his heart, but his hands kept kneading, and Zhu Xiurong's face couldn't help but turn a little redder, but instead his body was pressed into his arms again, burying his face in Xia Yuan's neck, and his nose moved gently.

At this time, Xia Yuan put his hand on her waist, even through the skirt and clothes, he could feel the delicate and smooth soft flesh on the waist, with the liveliness and elasticity that belonged to youth, he opened his mouth and called softly: "Little camelina." ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Xiurong opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Xia Yuan, the big eyes that he had just cried were watery, and with his delicate face, he looked extremely moving.

Seeing her cute appearance, Xia Yuan forgot what he wanted to say, leaned over and grabbed her cherry lips, kissed her hard, and then said, "Little camelina, my husband thought about it for a while, but he still didn't wait to come back."

PS: The third more has been swallowed, under review.

(End of chapter)