Qiao Yuan didn't care about his flamboyant tongue, grabbed his arm, and eagerly approached him: "Are you really going to go south?" “

Qi Cun has seen many of these watery eyes.

Happy, angry, coquettish, pampered......

And on the couch, when greatly stimulated, the water eyes are slightly wide, the pupils are dilated, covered with a layer of mist, and after a while, the beautiful appearance of falling is condensed.

But it was the first time he had looked at her so clearly with his eyes full of him.

It turned out to be such a ecstasy.

Qi Cun was stunned, and it wasn't until Qiao Yuan pulled his sleeve and asked him again that he came back to his senses.

"Yuzhou is not too far away, I can come back in a month."

His expression was as relaxed as ever, as if it were just a trivial matter.

Even if outsiders hear it, no one can say that he is arrogant, and the name of Zhenbei Hou is all fought one battle after another.

However, standing here is his little Jiaojiao, who has to be coaxed to even scratch a little skin, and when he heard him say that he was going to fight, almost the next moment, tears appeared in his eyes.

This can make people's hearts feel bad, hugging people's slender waists, face to face, and exhaling breath blending.

"Can you ......" not go. Qiao Yuan's thought just appeared, and he knew that it was impossible, so he was even more sad.

The beauty was crying, which man couldn't bear it when he saw it, especially the one who was present was her faint husband.

Qi Cun held her little face, the tip of his tongue rolled away the crystal tears, listening to her soft cry, his heart was about to break.

"Ah Yuan, don't worry, you eat and drink as usual, and when you're bored, go talk to your girlfriend, and a month will pass quickly."

He kissed Qiao Yuan's face, "We won't have to be separated in the future." “

It's all written like this in the book, and the more he says this kind of thing, the more likely he is to have an accident. The little beauty's tears couldn't be stopped.

If there is an outsider here, maybe she will say that she is not sensible.

How can a husband go on an expedition soon, and the wife cries and cries in front of her husband, doesn't this disturb the morale of the army?

Qi Cun didn't think so, he hoped that Qiao Yuan would cry when he wanted to cry and laugh when he wanted to.

If she secretly hid and cried out of his sight, he would die of distress.

Two years ago, Qi Zheng rushed to the border on the third day of his wedding, and at that time, Qiao Yuan felt relieved and wished he could leave quickly.

Two years later, on this expedition, the little beauty was so sad that she couldn't do it.

Qi Cun saw that she couldn't cry anymore, so he simply protected her waist with one hand, passed her knee with the other, and hugged her like a child.

Qiao Yuan felt his body take off, and subconsciously hugged his head, and felt him pat his back, his voice was soft and soft.

"Xingan'er, don't cry, is it okay for Xianggong to hold you to see the lotus?"

A few days ago, a pond of ink lotus was transplanted in the house, which is also a rare scene.

The beauty was buried in his neck socket, her face was hot, and she didn't want him to worry, so she hummed sullenly.

The day of parting was approaching, and Qiao Yuan went to the temple to ask for a peace charm for him.

The peace charm is a triangular piece of paper, Qi Cun never believed in these things before, but it carried Qiao Yuan's heart, and in his opinion, it was worth a thousand gold.

Qi Cun's heart was about to soften into water, so he hugged his beloved little daughter-in-law and kissed him several times.

Qiao Yuan blushed, but didn't push it away.

Relying on the softness of the daughter-in-law, the dog man can let go these days, and every time he has to fight until it is dark, the maid goes in to clean up the bed, and her face is so red that she is dripping blood.

The dreams are all fragrant, so cool that the bones are crispy.

Afraid that Qiao Yuan would cry again when he saw it, Qi Cun secretly left at night.

Qiao Yuan woke up in the morning, felt a cold hand, and his eyes were red again.

Yuzhou's letters were sent one after another, and the letters reported good news but not bad news, only talking about some small things on weekdays and customs and customs over there.

Of course, there are a lot of straightforward and hot love words, what is always disobedient in that place, go back and let the little beauty treat it well, Qiao Yuan has to blush and heartbeat every time he sees it.

Qi Cun said that he would only fight for a month, and it would only be less and not more.

When the news of the victory came, Shangjing was once again a sensation.

Emperor Longyan Dayue issued an order to summon a large army back to Beijing.

No one expected that when such a spring breeze was proud, the army would come with news again.

On the way back to Beijing, the Marquis of Zhenbei was plotted by Li Min's remnants, fell off the cliff, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The cliffs were so steep that it took the army three days to go down.

The impact of the cliff is strong, and if a person falls from above, he will only fall to pieces, and there are wild wolves underneath, so it is difficult to preserve even the bones.

The army searched for seven days, but to no avail, and in grief, they had no choice but to send an obituary to Shangjing.

The emperor palpitated, posthumously sealed the Marquis of Zhenbei as the prince of the town, the hereditary government did not descend to the lord, dropped out of the dynasty for three days, and hung a piece of plain silk cloth at the door of each household in Beijing to express mourning.

Three months later

Outside the capital, there stood two men dressed in coarse linen clothes.

The thinner man looked at the people coming and going at the city gate, and sighed: "It's worthy of going to Beijing, this city gate is much more magnificent than our place, big and strong, don't you say?" “

He slammed the tall man on the shoulder, seeking the approval of his companion.

Shangjing is prosperous, and a large number of outsiders are accepted into the city every year to make a living.

When passers-by heard this, they knew that they were also such people, but they were slightly surprised that this man was too tall.

Now that the weather is hotter, the man is wearing a brown coat and a short coat, and the muscles of his arms are smooth without covering, and he has great strength when he looks at it.

Da Zhuang raised his head slightly, and his face under the straw hat was revealed.

High nose and deep eyes, sharp contours, and a scar on the forehead, which makes it even more masculine.

Da Zhuang touched his chest, and the touch of paper came from his fingertips, which made his slightly faster heartbeat slowly calm down.

Since he woke up, he had no memory in his head, only found this peace charm on his body.

Strange to say, every time I feel restless and touch it, I have a sense of steadiness.

The thin man seemed to be a little stunned when he saw him, and he didn't care about his coldness, so he hurriedly pulled him to line up at the city gate.

Da Zhuang appeared one day at the head of their village.

At first, the people in the village were startled by this man who fell at the head of the village, covered in blood, thinking that it was a dead man, and walked in with the courage to find that there was still some breath.

Some kind-hearted people in the village thought that it would be a human life, so they called a few strong men and carried them back together.

This man is also strange, seeing that he is covered in blood, he thought that he was seriously injured, and when he lifted his clothes, he saw that there were some abrasions on his body, and he woke up the next day.

I woke up with no memory, only remembered that my name was Da Zhuang.

When the people in the village saw that he could farm and chop firewood, he was obviously used to it, and they were relieved, thinking that he was a poor man who had suffered misfortune.

Da Zhuang is in between work, and occasionally his eyes will unconsciously look in one direction.

After many times, he wondered to himself, asked the people in the village, and said that it was the direction of Shangjing.

Da Zhuang didn't know what was going on, and when he heard this place, his heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. It was as if something was guiding him in the dark.

It happened that there was a descendant in the village who wanted to go to Beijing to make a living, and he knew that he inquired about Shangjing, thinking that he was strong, young and strong, and could take care of each other in the future, so he took the initiative to come to the door.

(End of chapter)