The male god is about to wear and tear down

Zhou Heting walked towards him slowly, walked into the place where the snow was light, and walked into his eyes.

Lu Jiayi looked at the man, stretched out her hands unconsciously, trying to touch him before he approached.

Those calloused hands with newly healed scars held the outstretched hands, and Zhou Heting squatted in front of Lu Jiayi's wheelchair.

The person who had been separated by so many seasons was so close to Lu Jiayi at this moment.

If it weren't for Lu Jiayi who could clearly see the faint lines in the corners of his eyes, that black thin and resolute face, his strong body, and the chilling aura that still lingered in his body just after leaving the battlefield, it would be so real and cruel...

Lu Jiayi will definitely think that he is dreaming again.

The hand was held by the man, warm in the palm of the hand.No one spoke, but looked at each other silently, as if they wanted to make up for the few glances they had missed these days in this instant.

Zhou Heting's vigorous big hand pressed on Lu Jiayi's kneecap, and pressed it, but did not get any response, with a distressed expression.

He looked up at Lu Jiayi again, and ran his fingers over a very shallow scar on the other's face.

He remembered that he didn't have this scar before he left, so he asked, "How did you get it?"

Lu Jiayi held down that hand and stuck it to her face, "I ran too fast before, so I scratched it."

"Does it hurt?"

After the war, Zhou Heting's voice was too hoarse, so deep that Lu Jiayi's whole body was numb.He closed his eyes and listened, but his eyelashes were covered with a light layer of moisture.

Lu Jiayi softened her voice, "It hurts."

Zhou Heting stroked his eyelashes with the other hand, "I thought there were scabs, does it still hurt?"

Lu Jiayi shook her head lightly, and rubbed her face against the warm palm, "No. It's because of you that I dare to cry out for pain."

"I'm sorry." Zhou Heting put one knee on the ground and leaned over to hug the person in the wheelchair, "It's my fault that made you suffer."

Lu Jiayi's chin rested on that broad shoulder, and she didn't dare to vent her anger. She carefully stabilized her emotions, "Then, are you done with your work?"

He didn't dare to ask too much, fearing that it would affect Zhou Heting and make the other party not feel at ease to continue his great cause.

"Soon, soon." Zhou Heting said.

Lu Jiayi nodded sensiblely, "Then I'll continue to wait."

"No..." Zhou Heting pulled him away, stared at him, and assured him, "No need to wait. I won't leave you."

With just these two sentences, Lu Jiayi felt that all the grievances he had suffered were worth it.

Zhou Heting understands him, understands his sacrifice, understands his sympathy, and understands his cautiousness.

Even Zhou Heting noticed his subtle emotions, comforted him, and gave him an oath.

He would believe everything Zhou Heting said.

Lu Jiayi curled her mouth, fearing that she would cry again, so she quickly reached out to ask for it, "Hurry up, give me a hug!"

Zhou Heting chuckled, and held him tightly in his arms again.

The light snow fluttered outside the door, the sun gradually faded out between the thick clouds, and the warm light spread all over the sky, warming the embraced couple in this room.

When Wen Yu took care of Lu Jiayi, he was very careful, because there were too many bumps during the war, he had some scars on his body, and even hurt his leg.

So after returning to the capital, Wen Yu didn't let Lu Jiayi wander around, and raised him like a seriously ill patient.

But now that Zhou Heting is back, Wen Yu doesn't have to take charge.

I thought that the two of you would stay at home for a few days, but who knew that on the first day they met, as soon as the snow stopped, Wen Yu saw the new emperor carrying the imperial concubine on horseback and riding away through the snow.

Wen Yu was carrying Mrs. Tang on the snowy ground, with an expression of disbelief, watching the couple disappear from his sight.

He opened his mouth, but no one could hear him, so he sighed and shook his head, "Anyway, I don't care if the accident happens."

On the other side of the horse, Zhou Heting wrapped the man in his arms, wrapped it tightly with a big cloak, and took him around to see this wonderful river and mountain.

The quiet and deep small town in the forest, the smoke rising from outside the pass, the rows of shops and buildings in the capital, and the smoky morning frost outside the mountains.

Zhou Heting took him to look at each of them and explained to him.

In the end, the war horse was tired and paced casually like a leisurely stroll. Zhou Heting hugged his waist and swayed along the horse's body with him.

Zhou Heting said: "This is all the joint credit of you and me."

Lu Jiayi raised the corners of her mouth, a little proud, "That's not true! I'm no longer just a small embroidered pillow."

"Who said that to you?" Zhou Heting said seriously, "I never thought of you that way."

"My friends are all scumbags, and I was indeed a scumbag at one time." Lu Jiayi recalled that in reality, he lived a carefree and unrestrained life, which inevitably attracted criticism. Although he didn't care at the time, he still listened to it from the bottom of his heart and kept going. Not very confident.

So during the days when the city was being built, he kept thinking that as long as he didn't make mistakes, he never thought about it. Because of his carefulness and kindness, he could arrange the new city so properly.

"Do you still feel that way?"

"of course not."

Zhou Heting shook his head, "Not enough, I'll take you to another place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drove Lu Jiayi straight to the capital city.

After tying the horse to an inn at the head of the city, Zhou Heting walked into the city with Lu Jiayi on his back.

The people in the city have their own place, busy but orderly.Because of the pair of men's backs, some passers-by couldn't help but take a few more glances, but they didn't cast contemptuous glances, they just took a few more glances when they saw something new, without any malice.

At first, Lu Jiayi was a little nervous being stared at, and Zhou Heting's status was different at this time, so he was a little worried.

Fortunately, in the ancient background, communication was not well-developed, so they walked in the city like this, and no one recognized them.

Lu Jiayi's arm was wrapped around the neck of the person under him, and it was tight. He pressed against the person's ear and rubbed his face, "What do you want to show me?"

"Come for a stroll, and take you to meet someone by the way."

"I like the atmosphere here, it is peaceful and inclusive. I also want to write more stories so that more people can see how beautiful an equal world is."

Zhou Heting weighed him and said, "Okay, I'll write with you."

Lu Jiayi asked angrily, "What about your imperial power?"

"I'm working on a complete talent promotion mechanism with the Intellectual Group." Zhou Heting whispered, "After the handover is over, I will accompany you to do everything you want."

"it is good."

The person Zhou Heting said he would bring him to meet was Qianqian.

It's been a long time since I saw the two of them caught off guard when they met, and they both sighed.

Qianqian was rewarded by the prince back then, although she was reluctant to give up, she still returned home.However, after seeing the world with the concubine, the small village couldn't hold her back, so she wanted to go to Xuandi to see what kind of person King Xuan was.

Unexpectedly, after this, she never left again.She met a scholar here, and the two cooperated in some publishing business. With Qianqian's experience and the scholar's knowledge, the two soon gained a firm foothold in Xuandi.

Love developed for a long time, and the two got married and started a business here, and lived a life of respecting each other as they said in the storybook.

"Princess..." Qianqian took Lu Jiayi's hand and said, "The prosperity you are looking forward to, starting from our small family, will gradually show signs in thousands of households!"

"Hmm!" Lu Jiayi sat on the chair, looked up at Qianqian, and smiled happily.

Qianqian sat in the hall, chatted with the princess, cared about his injury, and listened to his experiences during this period.

While her husband was busy in the back hall kitchen, making several side dishes and hot soup to entertain the two honored guests.

When it’s time for dinner, the table is full of dishes, including Wuzhou paper-wrapped chicken, Lipu taro braised pork, lemon duck, and three-treasure stuffed rice.

During the days when Zhou Heting was not around, Lu Jiayi had a bad appetite and ate lightly.

At this time, he was in a good mood and his appetite naturally opened up. He inevitably ate a few more mouthfuls, but his stomach couldn't take it anymore.

Zhou Heting noticed, and simply took his bowl and chopsticks, and asked him to feed him side dishes in small bites.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Qianqian's malicious smile, Lu Jiayi felt embarrassed and wanted to eat by herself.

But Zhou Heting insisted, "If you don't chew well, your stomach will be affected."

"Then I'll eat slowly..."

There was no way, Zhou Heting put the bowls and chopsticks back. Although there was no special emotional change on his face, Lu Jiayi could feel that he was a little unhappy.

Thinking about it, Zhou Heting has always been very guilty and felt that there was no chance to make up for him, so Lu Jiayi still tugged on the other party's sleeve, showing softness, "Then you feed me..."

Hearing Qianqian laugh a little presumptuously, and being gently reminded by her husband, she still couldn't suppress her giggles, and his face turned even redder.

But seeing Zhou Heting's wide-open smile, no matter how embarrassed he was, it was worth it.

After dinner, bidding farewell to the couple, Zhou Heting wandered around the city with Lu Jiayi on his back, eating for a while.

The two of them wandered around until dusk with nothing to do, and went to a century-old shop in the city to have a tooth festival before preparing to head back home.

Zhou Heting returned to the horse with the man on his back, put the man on the horse's back, and was untying the rope when he heard Lu Jiayi ask, "How is everyone in the Spring Yin Hall?"

"They are all very good. They have different choices. When I become an official, I help to recommend them, and when I return home, I help with cooking."

"What is Jiyue's choice?" Lu Jiayi asked specifically, remembering the girl who had accompanied him through many difficulties.

Zhou Heting was not happy, raised his eyebrows, "Are you asking her alone?"

Lu Jiayi knew something was wrong as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly tried to find a way to make up for it, but Zhou Heting teased him maliciously, leaving him alone on the horseback, and took a step back.

The man on the horse's back had no feeling below the knees, and couldn't pinch the horse's belly, so he could only hold the horse's mane with his chest to keep his balance.

He was also afraid that he would hurt the horse if he didn't have the sense in his hands, and it would kick him and throw him off, so he quickly subdued and acted like a baby to Zhou Heting, "Good brother, help me, I can't sit still!"

Zhou Heting didn't dare to go far at first, but when he saw how pitiful he was, he came closer to stabilize the horse and support him, "Wen Yu said, "A military commander is an iron-blooded tough guy, and there is no match in the world."Are you such a "tough guy" in front of him? "

Lu Jiayi knew that the other party was laughing at her, so she snorted and said nothing.

Zhou Heting got on his horse, put his arms around someone, and walked for a while on the grass in the outskirts of the city. After making sure that there was no one around, he hugged the person in his arms and kissed him.

This kiss is familiar yet unfamiliar, hot and lingering.

The two were close to each other, stroking each other's hands, and soon their bodies became hot.

Zhou Heting rubbed his calf, remembered something, felt a little regretful, but smiled slyly, "Shall I take you to treat your leg?"

After the kiss, Lu Jiayi was still panting, and asked, "How to cure it?"

"It's so exciting."

Lu Jiayi originally wanted to ask "how to stimulate", but felt that the man's hand touched the place where it should not be touched, groaned, and said: "I feel a feeling in my thigh, so I don't need to stimulate..."

Zhou Heting didn't say much anymore, and rushed straight to the mansion at full speed.

The author says:

Qianqian: What a malicious smile, my smile is obviously a CP laugh!

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