Yan Fei

Wu Zhu was pinched by Chechen and said a lot of nonsense, his bones seemed to be creaking, and the pain was so sore that moving his fingertips would affect the muscles of his whole body.

When he opened his eyes, he was in the room. It didn't look like his room. The bed was bigger than the one he used to sleep on, and there were several more layers of mattresses. Putting it under his waist relieved the pain in his back.

He passed out in the middle of last night, remembering the warmth left by Che Chen in his body, but he woke up in the morning without any discomfort, it should be that Che Chen had cleaned it up for him afterwards.

The corner of his mouth raised, he stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of Chechen's nose, smiled and shrank back into his arms, rubbing the red string bell on his wrist to ring.

Che Chen loved seeing him wearing this kind of thing, it made his complexion extremely white, and there was a crisp tinkling sound when he moved, and he was as nimble as a deer when he walked.He was squeezed by Wu Zhu, so he subconsciously tightened him, adjusted to a comfortable posture for both of them, and raised the quilt a bit.

When Wu Zhu returned to the cage and woke up, Chechen had already woken up, and opened his eyes to look at him for a long time.Wu Zhu blinked, then suddenly laughed and rubbed his face.

"Tired?" Chechen asked anxiously.

Wu Zhu nodded, shook his head again, and pursed his slightly red and swollen lips: "Tired is tired, but I am happy."

Hearing this, Chechen blushed so thick-skinned.He calmly embraced Wu Zhu in his arms, as if embracing his rivers, lakes and seas pretentiously.

"How long can we keep this from others?"

Hearing Wu Zhu's sudden words, Chechen froze all over, and the muscles in his arms immediately became stiff.Wu Zhu felt that the person embracing him was like a cage of flesh and blood for a moment, but he didn't feel the uneasiness of being imprisoned. Instead, he let out a soft cry from his throat in enjoyment, every inch of skin rubbing was the ultimate pleasure.

"I'm not thinking of being separated from you," Wu Zhu pushed a strand of hair tangled around his ear to the back of his ear, so Che Chen took advantage of the opportunity to kiss his white earlobe, all the way down, kissing him sweetly. collarbone, "It's just that we always have to think about the future."

Che Chen left an inch of tooth marks on his collarbone, and whispered: "There will be a way."

"Don't talk about those nonsense, you make me feel uneasy." Wu Zhu held his face and kissed the bridge of his nose, "It's just that others will always know, how will we deal with it then?"

Che Chen made a comfortable purring sound, very much like a cat whose fur has been smoothed.He suddenly turned over on Wu Zhu's body, lifted his legs around his waist, rubbed away the place he had overused last night, and while he didn't check, he straightened up and walked into the gentle place that fascinated him .

Wu Zhu was so pushed by him that he almost couldn't breathe: "Well...you are talking well, what kind of demon are you!"

"I once read in a book... Today I have wine and I am drunk today... Wu Zhu, please stop talking? You are eating me too hard..."

Wu Zhu couldn't bear his nasty talk, so she had to shut up and accept his rebuttal.

The consequence of Chechen's trouble was that Wu Zhu's legs were shaking, his buttocks were numb, and he was lying on the bed sleeping in the dark.Fortunately, Chechen stared at his body all the time, and didn't see him having a low fever or any other discomfort.

On the third day after the Longevity Sacrifice, Ya Ma came to tell him that the Wolf King had passed the Longevity Sacrifice, and the marriage between Chechen and Princess Qingyuan should also be put on the agenda, and he wanted Chechen to give him a letter of approval.

Che Chen thought over and over again, and asked the Wolf King to take Wu Zhu and Qing Yuan to the border camp together.This was implying that he was willing to marry Qing Yuan as his wife. The Wolf King was very satisfied, and he didn't care why his son had to bring a teacher with him when he went on tour, so he agreed.

They set off from the palace in a carriage, took the main road to Yongzhu City in the neighboring city, and changed the carriage to the side camp.

Chechen was actually worried about how long Harichagai would stay in Mo.Although he had some brotherly affection for his eldest brother when he was young, his behavior was really intolerable to Che Chen when he grew up.

Lan Duo left Modo early in the morning, and went to Xianxueyan with Lu Kamba to play. On the other side of the wolf king, his father was in his prime. Before he left, he stepped up the defense of the palace. The only one who lives... is probably only his sister-in-law's witchcraft skills.

Wu Zhu was short-spirited, huddled in the corner of the carriage so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and his long eyelashes were tangled together like Che Chen was struggling.

Chechen let him lean on her body, covering his hands and feet around the stove.At this time, there were no outsiders, Qingyuan was like a savage market woman eating sunflower seeds irritably, facing this pair of doggy men who do not look at evil, she felt a cluster of burrs on her forehead.

"What should I do? I can't marry you... I, I wanted to go back to Minghan as an excuse to visit relatives recently, and ask my father to restore Brother Azhu's position as Marquis, what should I do now?" Qing Yuan threw the melon seed shells into the plate , a splitting headache.

Chechen also had a very headache, as if Lando's big cat was pawing at his forehead, so he asked for an order to take the two of them out, just to think of an idea.

Wu Zhu was not in a hurry, nor in a hurry.He buried himself in the fluffy fur collar, rubbed Chechen's soft curly hair, and said lazily: "Don't worry. I saw the red string on my sister-in-law's wrist at the Longevity Festival dinner earlier, and there are many wounds, I guess It is a voodoo technique based on blood. Harichagai brought her here with an impure purpose, for fear of rebellion...you idiot, can you stop begging for nothing?"

"I don't." Chechen hugged him tightly, "Then do we still have to go to the side camp now?"

Wu Zhu nodded, glanced at his face, and saw that he was not unhappy in any way, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "You don't have to think too much, just go on patrol, and I can think about the rest with Qingyuan. Can Qingyuan go back to Minghan? Whether or not Harichagai can be defeated this time... all depends on whether he will rebel and usurp the throne."

He raised his eyelids and looked out the window of the carriage lazily, but his eyes seemed to be shining.

When they arrived at the border camp, the sky had already been blackened, and all the soldiers in the border camp set up a bonfire and set up mutton soup to cleanse the prince and his party.

Chechen first arranged for Qingyuan and Wu Zhu to rest in their respective tents, lit a fire for Wu Zhu and set up a pot of hot mutton soup to keep warm, and then went out to drink with the soldiers.He doesn't have much contact with the frontier camp, if he sneaks into the commander's tent as soon as he arrives at the frontier camp, he will definitely not be able to establish his prestige.

Chilupan people's drinking capacity is not bad, but Chechen still thinks about the man in the commander's tent, so he politely refuses the soldiers who want to take him to drink on the grounds that he will go on patrol tomorrow. Slipped back to Shuai's account.

The person he was thinking of heard him coming in, and drank the mutton soup without looking up, lost in thought.Chechen sat behind him, wrapped his arms around his waist, took a deep breath, and felt his muscles relax.

Wu Zhu came back to his senses, gave him a spoonful of soup with some mutton, and sighed.

"what's wrong?"

"...I'm sorry for your father." Wu Zhu twitched the corner of his mouth, "We waited for Harichagai to rebel, just for a little personal love."

"Hari Chagai has evil intentions, if he really dares to do something this time, Dad can also do it. Why is it just for a little childish love?" Che Chen held his left hand and kissed his middle finger, "Don't think too much about it."

Wu Zhu let him kiss her own neck, and after a while he said sullenly, "...um."

Chechen saw that he was still distracted, so he simply removed the bowl in his hand, threw him into the mattress, and rolled him into the bed.