[Traveling] Attacking Wife Trick

On the way back from the school grounds, Yingcheng found that the person next to him kept his head down and refused to give him any more out of the corner of his eye.He also thought of Xiaohe saying before he left: Major General, hurry up and give birth to a young son, so that I can teach him to hold a sword to defend against the enemy, and fight against barbarians in the future.As soon as these words came out, Ji Changxi's face at that time was really wonderful.

Ying Cheng covered his lips with the back of his hand, and forcibly suppressed the smile that welled up on his lips.

"What's the matter with Chang Xi?" He asked knowingly, and he only gave up if he wanted to tease that person, "I refused to look at me all the way, did I make you angry before?"

"I'm just worried that the lord would mind those jokes." Ji Changxi hesitated, "I'm used to being intimate with everyone on weekdays, and we often joke with each other...so don't take those words seriously, lord."

"It's a joke, but it's not entirely true." Yingcheng leaned closer to his ear, "Having a young son can indeed be put on the agenda."

Ji Changxi paused in his footsteps, and after a slight reaction, his ears felt hot, and he raised his wrist to grab Yingcheng's arm, thinking that this person had teased him a lot in the school field, and he still didn't forget to play tricks on him now, Ji Changxi was so embarrassed It is said that it is rare to become angry from embarrassment.

However, Yingcheng's current kung fu is not the same. At the moment when the opponent made a move, he moved slightly, turned sideways to avoid it, and did not forget to restrain Ji Changxi's wrist and pull the person closer to him. Bundle.

Being hit back like this, Ji Changxi's temperament of not giving up easily began to recover, her left leg attacked his lower body, and her elbow pushed back to neutralize Yingcheng's strength with softness.The move with the other hand was as fast as lightning, probing for the opponent's right opening.

The pure white petals rustled down with the movements of the two of them, and the breeze swam silently around them.

This fight was half a joke and half serious.Yingcheng and Ji Changxi were just playful in the end, they were unwilling to admit defeat, and neither were eager to win.

"Chang Xi." Ying Cheng sighed pretending to be melancholy, but made his move unambiguously, "A husband guides his wife—"

After parrying the opponent's attack straight to the chest, Ji Changxi took half a step back and said with a light smile, "The prince can order me to stop. How?"

"You're getting worse and worse," he said slowly, and Yingcheng's attack on the opponent remained undiminished. "If you lose in a while, I will definitely ask you to be obedient."

"What if the lord loses?" Clutching both his wrists, Ji Changxi looked at Yingcheng, the tenderness in her jet-black eyes was undiminished, even more lingering than the warm winter sun.

"That's impossible. Because——" Yingcheng broke free easily, put his arms around the opponent's waist, turned around and pushed him against the tree, and joked with complacency, "How could you let me lose?"

Finally amused, Ji Changxi leaned on his neck and said, "My lord... is really good at attacking the heart."

Ning Xiang hid far away behind a big tree knowingly, covered his eyes and still didn't forget to peek between his fingers, curled up the corners of his lips and thought in his heart: My prince is really shameless and impetuous, and the king is also so shameless. Is it really good to just get used to him like this!

At night, the temperature plummeted.Fearing that Yingcheng would not be able to fully adapt to the cold here if he stayed in the south for too long, Ji Changxi asked someone to light a stove in the house.

In an instant, the room was warm and harmonious, making people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

"Chang Xi," Ying Cheng asked him while sitting by the bed, "I haven't met Old General Ji yet, so will we stay in Keping forever?"

Thinking that the man asked the same question the day he was drunk, Ying Cheng was probably dizzy and didn't remember anything at that time, so Ji Changxi explained again, "Father is in Hu prison, without His Majesty's order, the barracks Soldiers in the army cannot leave their posts without authorization."

The rules of marching and fighting are the strictest, otherwise why would there be military orders like mountains.Yingcheng understood, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Ji Changxi continued, "We will stay in Keping for the time being, and we will set off for Hulao Pass as soon as the second brother's order arrives."

"Okay." Ying Cheng fell back and lay on his back on the bed, half-closed his phoenix eyes comfortably.The temperature in the room made him drowsy, and he was a little sleepy after spending most of the day on the school grounds.

Not long after, the familiar faint fragrance appeared beside him, and Yingcheng hugged the person next to him habitually, and touched the red field bracelet on Ji Changxi's wrist again.There was a sudden suffocation in his heart, but he quickly forced himself to relax.

After taking a deep breath, Yingcheng dispelled the oppressive feeling.Once the tight strings lose their strength, people are more likely to get tired.

"In a few days, it will be the Fire Festival." Ji Changxi's voice seemed to be close to his ears, but also seemed to be far away in the sky. "Do you want to go and see, my lord?"

"Well, well..." Yingcheng said, "It's up to you..." The ending sound had disappeared into the air.

Surrounded by sea water, cold and dark.

He stood on the long and narrow spiral staircase, and there was no end in sight, and the pervasive silence seemed to swallow people up.

Every time he took a step forward, the dull echo would resound a bit more, and the stagnant water was slightly choppy.

Yingcheng looked around, hoping to find traces of others.

Coincidentally at the same time,

Suddenly a voice in front shouted, "Hey! Hurry up, Xiaocheng! You are slow to death."

Is it—sister?

He was about to run towards the source of the sound, but unexpectedly he was grabbed tightly from behind.

Looking back, a bloody hand was holding his arm, refusing to let go.

They were very close, but Ying Cheng couldn't see each other clearly, it was a blur.

The strange thing is that he felt that this person was very familiar. Even though he couldn't distinguish the outline of his face, this blood-soaked appearance inexplicably made Yingcheng's heart ache, and he whispered unconsciously, "Chang Xi—"

The hand was let go suddenly, and the icy sea water submerged him in a turbulent moment.

Ying Cheng was so frightened that he sat up from the bed, his back was covered with sweat.He pressed his chest and took a few quick breaths before he finally calmed down.

His fingers moved slightly, and the hard touch made him turn his eyes to take a look—it was still the jade bracelet.

After Ji Changxi was woken up by Ying Cheng, she was very disturbed when she saw that Ying Cheng's face was pale.

"Are you having a nightmare again?" He held Ying Cheng's face worriedly, rubbed his forehead against the other's forehead, and said, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

The clear cold water relieved the anxiety in the heart and the dry heat in the body.

Yingcheng gradually calmed down, he was puzzled and puzzled-why did he start to have similar nightmares again after arriving in northern Xinjiang?But this time Ji Changxi also appeared in the dream, that appearance really made him afraid.

Thinking of this, he could not help but hold the hand of the person beside him tightly.

As if responding, his hand was held back even harder.

"It's okay." Ying Cheng finally comforted, "It seems that this dream will also be 'unacceptable'."

"Stop making trouble." Ji Changxi scratched the tip of his nose helplessly, "Don't be brave." After letting the other party lie down, she covered Ying Cheng with a quilt, and Ji Changxi carefully hugged him.

Ying Cheng originally wanted to shake hands with this man, but when he saw the bracelet, he avoided it in a mysterious way, and just hugged Ji Changxi's waist loosely.

The two embraced each other and fell asleep, having a good night's sleep.

It is completely impossible to say that Yingcheng doesn't care about the scenes that happened in the dream.

Ji Changxi's image of blood all over his body was always lingering in his head, which made him extremely nervous every time he thought about it.

For the next few nights, he fell asleep with Chang Xi in his arms. Strange to say, those nightmares never reappeared.

Seeing that everything was going on as usual these days and nothing wrong happened, Yingcheng thought it might be because he had just arrived in Northern Xinjiang and was not used to it yet, so he had nightmares for two days.In any case, the hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, this simple and hospitable town has ushered in the festival they look forward to celebrating every year-the Fire Festival.

In the evening, Chang Xi took Ying Cheng and Ning Xiang to this bustling place where laughter was just beginning.

Under the lights of the long street, Yingcheng walked curiously and tentatively into the brink of the carnival like a newborn child.He used to think that the royal capital's night banquet was extremely grand, but at this moment, Chonghuo in the middle of the moon surprised him and he lost all ability to describe it.

Letting go of all his defenses, he wholeheartedly felt the overwhelming enthusiasm presented to him by Beijiang.

The people of the King of Liang gave this beloved son of heaven unprecedented peace and enrichment with kind and gentle smiles, as if the thousands of ravines where the snow fell, the scars were buried, and they were soft and peaceful. In the vastness of everything.

Just like this, he looked around every detail in the crowd ignorantly and nervously.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, and the light of the jade pot turns.

The faces of the vendors who are yelling and hawking on the street are all happy and satisfied, and they can't see a trace of hardship in life. The fish and dragon lanterns one after another are like a neon in the dark night, painted with the most amorous colors.The people around were dressed in gorgeous costumes of the Wuxi people, and the silver bracelets slammed lightly, clanging and clanging.

The long song is endless.

The fireworks in the distance began to bloom, like thousands of shooting stars being blown down.

The crowd became more lively.

Ji Changxi said, "Don't get separated, you two, you won't know the way back then."

"It's okay," Ying Cheng said with a smile, "I can ask all the way, but Ning Xiang is in a daze, and I'm afraid I won't be able to ask—"

While talking, he saw a child beside him fell down on the side of the road. There were many pedestrians, fearing that he would be trampled, Yingcheng stepped forward to pick him up and put him on the side of a row of pavements.

Patting the dirt on the other party's clothes, Ying Cheng asked him, "Are you all right?"

The child was not afraid at all, and said crisply, "Thank you, big brother." He smiled brightly at Yingcheng, and ran away like the wind.

It's so energetic--

Sighing, Ying Cheng got up, only to find that the child was walking in a hurry, and there was a small wooden box that was dropped by the other party lying on the stone road.

It is obviously unrealistic to think about calling that person to stop.Yingcheng had no choice but to put away the box temporarily, planning to keep up with Chang Xi and Ning Xiang.As a result, when he looked around again, the two people couldn't even find their shadows.

He secretly thought that it was too bad, the incident happened suddenly before, and Ying Cheng also forgot to say hello to them, if Chang Xi turned around and found that someone was missing, he must be in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Yingcheng began to search along the direction of the crowd, hoping to find it quickly.

The crowds of people passing by flowed past like water, and the pavements on both sides made people dazzled.

Yingcheng searched for a long time, and the more worried he became, the long street was almost at the end, where could they go?

the night stretches,

A lot of people gathered together to guess the crossword puzzle scramblingly, you and I faced the poem line by line, so harmonious.

When they passed each other, Yingcheng could hear uninterrupted laughter and cheers.

A hazy voice gradually entered my ears in the distance, and that person was leisurely reciting a poem.

Outside the curtain, the rain is gurgling, and the spring is fading——

His voice is clear and clear.

The hustle and bustle of the world is getting slower and slower, and everyone's faces seem to be frozen into eternal gravel in history.

Yingcheng approached him.

Luo Qun is not resistant to the cold just before dawn——

This voice was extremely familiar.

Is that him?

Yingcheng moved a little faster.

I don’t know I’m a guest in my dream——

The sound became clearer.

It shouldn't be him.Or is there really someone with such a similar voice in the world?

Yingcheng didn't stop walking.

A moment of greed——

With a smile, the man's voice finally stopped abruptly.

And Yingcheng also came in front of him.

In front of him was a row of exaggerated masks, and the stall owner was chatting somewhere.

Reaching out and gently removing the engraved mask, Yingcheng called out, "Chang Xi—"

However, when Wei Yin met the face under the mask, three thousand dust fell instantly.

He had never seen such a beautiful face, and such an elegant smile on that cheek.

He was almost in a daze, as if he was facing the most outstanding immortal in the nine heavens.

Under the moonlit night, there was a cinnabar mole between the other party's eyebrows that was more red than blood, and her peach blossom eyes seemed to embrace the endless and touching love words in the world.

"My lord," he said, he was really similar to Chang Xi, "Are you denying the wrong person?"

"Sorry..." Yingcheng came back to his senses, and put down the mask in his hand in embarrassment, "Your voices are too similar."

The man always had a faint smile on his face, "I've only heard that people are similar, but this is the first time I know that the voice can be so coincidental."

"I misheard." Ying Cheng nodded slightly, "Excuse me."

"Then my lord," he raised his eyes slightly, "Can I leave?"

There are brightly colored masks between them, against the face of the man, it is really gorgeous.

The corners of Yingcheng's lips hooked slightly, "Of course."

The man turned around and left.

After a while, Yingcheng also walked in the opposite direction.

Probably felt that his behavior was really amused, and was also amused by this inexplicable encounter, so Yingcheng stopped and looked back for one last time.

But the man just turned around, and saw his eyes were smiling, the starlight in the sky seemed to be completely lost in his eyes, as beautiful as a gorgeous epiphyllum in the night.

Ying Cheng withdrew his gaze and finally stopped looking at him.

At this moment, the fireworks will stop and the river lights will be bright.