Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The initial plan was to have 5,000 soldiers accompanying them, along with firewood, food, clothing, and other supplies. Luoyang was stable and prosperous, and with the Liang family's financial support from the south, the logistics supply was surprisingly satisfactory. After all, in the military's logistics department, the soldiers' days off were either spent chopping wood or working with the tailors, making clothes, socks, and shoe soles...

His army is now quite proficient in farming and needlework, and is excellent in many ways, but there are almost no women among the bachelors...

General Qin, with his lovely wife in his arms and his children by his side, would spare a little thought to sympathize with his brothers when he missed home. He always felt a secret pleasure as if he was the only one who had sex with them when they first entered the camp.

Most of the daughters in Luoyang looked down on these "desperadoes", but once he took Chang'an, the situation would be completely different. The brothers would be able to start a family and become fathers, each with their own concerns. In short, everyone was impatient and kept urging him.

The woman's expression remained unchanged. She frowned and nodded, "Okay. Be careful. Better safe than sorry."

The man bent down and kissed her. "I will take over 10,000 of the prince's troops and distribute them to several places. He asked me to take in his daughter." He paused, seeing that the other person didn't react much, and felt a complicated feeling for a moment. "I will give her a status after the matter is completed."

A stable marriage, a bond born of blood, is worth more than a promise. Wangshu was fine with it. The Prince of Nanyang's soldiers were old and weak, but he had preserved his strength, held a high reputation in Luoyang, and was the current prince. What could she say, especially since he said it was just a title...

"Ah."

The war lasted too long, and life was finite. She couldn't grasp it. When she thought of this, she became obsessed with it. "Xiuyuan, I..."

The man lifted her face, which was already covered with tears. He didn't care whether her "hmm" was helpless or resentful, and blurted out hastily, "You're thinking nonsense again!"

"I'm just being honest. I have no other thoughts. Don't overthink it." His heart ached along her back. "Don't think about it, or your chest will feel uncomfortable." He vowed, "You are the only one in my heart and soul. I didn't agree to the prince's excessive request."

He wiped her warm tears and put his face close to hers. "When you chose me, I was just a lowly creature that everyone could spit on..."

Wangshu pinched him, forbidding him to belittle himself any longer, and choked with sobs to remind him, "You are a husband and a father."

Even if the outside world's bad comments about him are like a torrential flood, he has a wife and children at home, and he is their heaven, so he must not feel ashamed or humble himself.

As a husband, a father, and a general who controlled half of the country, it was only thirteen years. It was long, but also short. There were countless talented people who were not appreciated, and there were countless skilled warriors. What virtue and ability did he have? The man's eyes were filled with tears and he was moved. "Shushu, you gave me all this..."

The warm chest was instantly separated, and the well-tied cotton pad was pulled off. But in the blink of an eye, there was no time to stop it. Wangshu covered his stomach and straightened his body. He didn't want anyone to thank him like crazy, "No..."

Get rid of her, my period is on the way...

The man with the "blood-stained look" let the woman flutter and whimper, wiped her clean, put the cotton pad back in place, and rinsed his mouth to clean the blood. His face was full of steam, and he handed her a soft handkerchief. Wangshu, with a flushed face, took it and wiped it carefully, and finally kissed her left and right to show that she was clean.

Compared to her utter embarrassment, the man who had delivered children was completely at ease. He turned off the lights and lay down again, restraining the woman's legs. He pressed his chest against her back and rubbed her swollen and uncomfortable breasts and belly. Knowing she was feeling uncomfortable, he gently coaxed her, "Go to sleep. I'll rub it for you."

How could she sleep? Wangshu curled up in pain, and her back also bent into a protective baby posture. From time to time during the night, she would reach out to change the cotton pad. After three o'clock in the morning, the woman finally fell asleep. Qin Xiuyuan looked at his wife like this and thought of his daughter who also had congenital defects and was afraid of following in her mother's footsteps. For a while, he hated the man in the northwest and wanted to beat the fat man. But in the end, he thought that as a father, he had to do his best to give Xiaobao the best maid, the best doctor, and the best man in the world... so that he would suffer less.

Wangshu woke up late, her stomach clenched and she turned over. Who knew the man was still asleep at this hour, clinging to her so tightly that she couldn't move. Whenever she moved, the man would subconsciously massage her abdomen, and she was still unconscious and in a state of ecstasy...

With her national treasure eye makeup, she knew that he must have not slept well for most of the night. She gently got out of the way and, seeing him struggling to wake up, quickly comforted him: "Sleep. I'm fine."

Xiaoqing quietly pushed the door open and came in, took out the dirty things and water, and chose a looser Hu clothing for the lady to change into. The lady's body was very uncomfortable before and after menstruation, so she needed to be tied up tightly. She took the thick bellyband with suspenders and tightened it with a little force...

"Relax..." a male voice sounded behind him, and a large hand reached out. Xiaoqing quickly let go, then heard someone say, "Why are you holding it tight? It's making you feel uncomfortable."

Wangshu was sitting there without looking back. It was warm inside and she was wearing light clothes. On normal days, she wouldn't even want to wear any clothes if she didn't have to go out. But today, there were old and young people around, and there would be a painter as well. What could she do?

After lacing it loosely, the man took the Hufu and bent down to wrap it layer by layer. He opened his mouth to dispel her concerns, "It doesn't matter what others think. Just make sure you feel comfortable. Does it hurt?"

Wangshu leaned back against him, looking at the person in the mirror. Her waist and shoulders were slim, but her breasts were swollen like cannonballs on flat ground, ready to be launched into the sky. She felt embarrassed for a moment and said, "It's very uncomfortable. It hurts and it's bloated. I have no appetite."

Don't want to use food.

"What a quack!" He remembered the old man's words that her menstrual pain would be relieved after giving birth. Now the child is five years old, and her pain has not been relieved at all! Qin Xiuyuan, dressed in a crimson singlet, couldn't help cursing. Wangshu glared at him, and through the mirror, he received the dissatisfaction of the anger flowing through him. The man looked down and his heart was shaken. The addiction aroused when he tied the chest belt rushed into his mind, and his body was hot. He gestured to Xiaoqing, "Prepare food and come to the room."

The maidservant who had received the order ran away as if she had seen something that could not be seen in public. Wangshu felt the changes in the person's body from behind and was carried to the rocking chair. The man who righteously asked her to get dressed comfortably one moment, the next moment lifted up her pajamas to reveal an impatient plea...

A woman who felt sorry for her husband's journey would always indulge a man. Qin Xiuyuan was very proud of himself, his face showing an alternating expression of extreme comfort and pain. One hand gripped the bedpost tightly, the other hand gently rested on the soft top of her head. There seemed to be a fire in his eyes, and a thousand tender feelings were crushed. His eyes fell on the woman with stars...

Among thousands of people in the world, she was the only one who first kissed his eyes, then completely opened her body and soul to him, and finally buried her head in him.

…Wangshu fell on him, sweating profusely, and pulled his black hair hanging on one side angrily.

Blamed for losing his composure in front of the maid, Qin Xiuyuan reflected, "I couldn't help it. Xiaoqing knows more and has seen more. It's okay."

Is it okay to see it more often? After rinsing his mouth, Wangshu lay on his back with a towel covering his face. He was a little averse to others and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing the other person's uneasy expression, he reflected, "There's nothing to be awkward about. We've been married for over ten years, and they know everything about any little thing that happens."

"Why not find a knowledgeable servant to come into the room and serve?"

Wangshu pushed away the hand that was trying to lift the towel and asked in a hoarse voice.

The man jumped up and down, "Impossible!"