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

Qin Xiuyuan paused hesitantly. "Really?" The man in the mirror had thick eyebrows, large eyes, a high nose, shallow eyes, and fair skin. Small braids on either side of his head flowed neatly down his back. His most similarity to the Han Chinese was his thick, relatively straight black hair, with less hair on his face and underarms. Han Chinese people wear their hair in a bun, but she loved her braids the most... and the more she braided, the curlier they became!

Of course it is true. Wangshu lived two lives, and she was willing to agree to marry him. It was because he was handsome, had a tall figure, and was a good person.

"They didn't draw your pretty face and tall and strong figure. Their skills are too poor." Of course, it's not the painter's fault. The woman holding the baby is a stereotype of a woman, and he is indeed very handsome.

The man handcuffed her to her knees and knelt, rubbing her belly intermittently. "The best painter is in Chang'an." The best doctor, the best teacher...

He would set out the next morning, and Wangshu encouraged him, "A great victory from the start."

Looking at himself in the mirror on the side, he, who used to have the features of a foreigner, actually looked a little blurry and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. The painter must have done him a great disservice!

He asked again, "...Shushu, will the people accept it..."

"The weak obey the strong. I don't need to ask Ji Shou if he is willing to let me be his master. The capable one will take the throne, and those who don't obey will fight. Apart from me and my baby, you don't need to pay attention to others nagging you about this or that."

With money, food, and troops, we can defeat them until they are convinced.

"Okay. I'll listen to you, sister."

The moment she called out "sister," the atmosphere suddenly became strange. Wangshu felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to get down to the ground to calm down. The collar was pulled down to a one-shoulder dress, revealing her collarbone, shoulders, and white chest. The man took a handful and said, "Wear this way in the room."

What a great head! My period is a little stuck down there, "It hurts down there."

If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked, which will affect the lower part and cause heat flow to be blocked.

The action stopped, unwilling to let go, rubbed it twice, and calmed down a little: "Sister, you wear that dress again tonight."

He never tires of seeing the revealing, waist-binding, hip-hugging one-step skirt. Wangshu hugged her, "Do you like it that much?"

"Well. Wait for me...you do ten sets, no, twenty sets..."

Tsk tsk! An early celebration party.

"Brother, you have to work hard, there are still many things I want to show you..." Her shoulders were trapped, and she fell into the man's arms like a little woman at the mercy of others, whispering to him, "While I'm still not too old, my body..."

The man closed her mouth manually and glared at her: "You have to wear it even when you are sixty. I love to see it."

Wangshu felt a chill, strong taste!

Send him out to play sandbag kicking with the children.

"You should get some sleep first." The man readily agreed, "So you can stay with me tonight."

When Wang learned that her son was leaving the next morning, she packed her luggage and followed him. She was in better health than Wangshu. It was freezing and snowy now, and the military camp was even colder. Qin Xiuyuan advised her to wait until spring to go.

"The weather is warm, you should come together." When the father-in-law, mother-in-law and Lele arrive, the family will be truly reunited.

"Eleven..." Wang didn't dare to think about it, "I don't know how much suffering he has endured because of this..." Look at Dabao and Xiaobao, who are loved by their father and mother and surrounded by servants. Her little Eleven is so pitiful!

The words "being implicated" were too profound. Qin Xiuyuan had just been criticized by the woman and refused to take the blame. "The third young master was a bastard's son and had to go into battle, but now he is disabled and barely alive... The second young master was a bastard's son, and even though he had military achievements, he was not welcomed. Only the eldest young master was born of a legitimate family and was made the crown prince. He has people around him to protect him, so he can take on the easy tasks and reap the benefits."

What has troubled Xiao Shiyi? It’s because his mother is not the principal wife.

Wang's throat was choked with blood. "...How dare you contradict me all the time? Little Eleven is just a child. What has he done wrong?"

Qin Xiuyuan leaned back in his chair, feeling indescribably awkward. "Then mother, please don't blame me for what happened to Eleven. I want to make a name for myself, what's wrong with that?"

He is self-reliant and strong, and protects his wife and children, which is even more correct!

Wang was furious. She stood up and pointed at him, "If it weren't for you..." The words that were about to come out of her mouth stopped abruptly. She waved her sleeves and sat down. "Oh! Other people's husbands and wives follow each other, but you're the opposite. You've been drugged and drugged."

"Since mother has resentment in her heart, then please follow me first."

Xiaoqing reported the matter to Wangshu, who had no objection. She said that her mother-in-law cared about her young son and could leave if she wanted.

"Wash up, I'll come over."

The elders were leaving, and Wangshu, as their daughter-in-law, had to bid them farewell. She wore a thick, floor-length crimson waistcoat and a matching cape, and, carrying a small hot water bottle, she went to the side yard. Mother and son stared at each other in silence while Xiaochun and Xiaoxia rummaged through boxes and drawers to pack their belongings.

"Mother-in-law. Husband." She bowed slightly and sat next to the man.

"My mother-in-law is about to go out, and my daughter-in-law brought me a mink cloak."

Xiaoqing presented a sable cloak, glossy and smooth, with no stray hairs, soft and thick. Wang touched it with the back of her hand, feeling smooth, warm and not prickly. "That's thoughtful. Merchants can afford fine goods that are no less valuable than those of the rich and powerful. This one is no worse than the one the prince is wearing."

Points out the commercial source of this valuable cloak.

I know that my mother-in-law doesn't like businessmen, but she still takes and scolds them, which is a bit like picking up the bowl to eat and then putting it down to curse her mother.

Wangshu was not impatient either, "Mother-in-law, you are very knowledgeable."

An old cucumber that has touched a big stud shows that you are awesome.

Everyone's face was filled with sadness. Wang Shi felt that something was wrong when she said this. Her daughter-in-law, who had been doing business from beginning to end, forced a smile and said, "Since you are not feeling well, Shu Shu should go back and rest. The sky is overcast and the wind is going to pick up."

Wangshu excused himself, leaving the space to the mother and son again. "Dabao is complaining that he's hungry and wants to set up dinner early. Mother-in-law and husband, please don't delay."

The wind and snow were strong, and Wangshu wanted to walk quickly along the corridor as soon as he went out. He had not walked far when the man behind him caught up with him and walked shoulder to shoulder with him. Without saying a word, he reached out and casually grabbed the man's waist and carried him like a princess. As if it was a tacit understanding they had had countless times, Wangshu buried her head in his neck without panic, and he quickly carried her back to the main hall.

Xiaoqing and Tang Bo were used to it, but Xiaochun and Xiaolu, who were standing at the door with Wang to see someone off, were shocked. Wow, hugging and kissing in broad daylight, as expected... The general's arms are so strong, and the lady is good at controlling her husband.

It was a world of difference between the outdoors and the indoors. Shushu rubbed her face, which was stiff from the cold, and said, "It's so cold." She couldn't help but feel sorry for him for the many times he had walked back and forth in the wind and snow over the years. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him, "Running back and forth in such cold weather must be too much suffering."

Whoever made the enemy quiet down in winter, rushed to give him time to go home. "Don't go out, the cold starts from the feet. Tell others to do it if you have any."

Whenever he took her out, he would hold her in his arms and carry her on his back, trying his best not to let her set foot on the ground.

Soldiers fighting in wars have endless brute force.

The two of them held each other's lips and made out.

Uncle Tang brought a letter from Jingzhou, and the two read it side by side. It was from Zhang San. As expected, everyone had quieted down during the winter. Han Batian had "disappeared" from the mountains with reinforcements, finally reclaiming the ravaged Bazhou. Now, they were focusing on defensive fortifications. Hangzhou County, Jingzhou, and Bazhou were all in position. Oh, and there was also a letter from her mother tucked inside...