Your Majesty is happy [rebirth]

Since the plan was to set off to return to Jiangdong in three days, Ling Qiyou temporarily stayed in the military camp in southern Xinjiang. Anyway, His Majesty the Emperor had been here all the time in the name of the outside world, but he hadn't been here these days because of physical discomfort. Just met people.

The other top priority on Ling Qiyou's mind was of course Xiao Mantou's dumbness. After arriving at the barracks, Shen Lexin did a careful examination of Xiao Mantou, administered needles and gave him medicine, and took the medicine he prescribed for three days in a row. After the medicine was over, before they left the barracks, the little guy called Ling Qiyou.

Although his voice was still a little hoarse, at least he was able to speak, and Ling Qiyou finally breathed a sigh of relief out of joy.

From rescuing Xiao Mantou all the way back to now, the little guy has almost never left his sight. When summoning officials to discuss matters, Shen Lexin took him with him, guarding him almost every step of the way. The secret guard who originally protected Xiao Mantou The number of people also doubled, and a strict order was issued. After that, no matter who suddenly wants to take the prince away, there is no need to worry about it. It was said that grass and trees are soldiers, and Ling Qiyou couldn't control it anymore. He really didn't want to see the incident of his son being taken away a third time.

Xiao Chuqian has been busy these few days discussing with Ling Jing about sending troops to the southern country. It was not until the night before Ling Qiyou was leaving to return to Jiangdong that he finally found time to find him. Xiao Mantou had already fallen asleep. , Sleeping in Ling Qiyou's arms, drooling, there was no one else in the tent, Ling Qiyou squinted his eyes and was obviously still awake, and the lamp on the table was still on.

Xiao Chuqian walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to brush away Ling Qiyou's long hair that covered half of his face, and lowered his head to press a light kiss on the corner of his lips.

"Are you leaving tomorrow morning?"

Asked knowingly, Ling Qiyou just gave a light 'huh' as ​​an answer.

"when are we leaving?"

"Let's hit the road at dawn."

Xiao Chuqian smiled lightly: "I'll write to you when I have time."

"Excuse me, you stayed here to fight the war. You should get rid of those southern barbarians as soon as possible. It's enough to go back sooner. Don't do anything to waste time."

Xiao Chuqian didn't take his sarcastic remarks to him very seriously. He pinched his chin and turned the person who was turning his back to him, leaned down, and kissed him again: "How much time can I delay writing a letter?" "The last time I came to Lingbei, you didn't reply to any of the letters I sent to Beijing."

Ling Qiyou licked the place where he had kissed, and muttered: "I have given instructions on the official documents of your memorial."

Xiao Chuqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Can it be the same?"

"...I don't want you to be distracted." It took a long time for Ling Qiyou to spit out such a sentence awkwardly.

Xiao Chuqian was taken aback for a moment, and then the smile in his eyes became wider. He carefully picked up his son who was sleeping soundly and put him in the cradle, then turned over on the bed, lay down beside Ling Qiyou, and stretched out his arms to hug him. his waist.

Ling Qiyou turned over and faced him, eyes met, paused, and smiled at the same time after a while, grabbed Xiao Chuqian's skirt with both hands, Ling Qiyou stuck it up, and bit his lips .

For his enthusiasm, Xiao Chuqian really wished for it, so he hugged him tightly with his back, and just rolled over and pressed him up.

After half an hour.

Ling Qiyou pushed the person who wanted to do it again, his whole body was sticky and his voice was hoarse: "Farewell, I'm so tired."

Xiao Chuqian kissed his forehead one after another, knowing that he was really tired these days, so he didn't force it, but he was happy in his heart. It seemed that after this trip to the southern country, His Majesty showed his heart, and became more and more enthusiastic towards him To take the initiative, of course, to him, it is what he wished for.

Ling Qiyou was lying on the bed with his back facing him, his bare back was stained with a thin layer of sweat, and his face still had a blush that hadn't faded away. He looked very attractive. Xiao Chuqian secretly thought it was a pity, thinking that he didn't know the next time. How many months to wait, feeling a little uncomfortable again, sticking it to his ear and whispering: "That medicine..."

"I will ask Lexin to give me medicine to suppress my body's reaction first."

Even though Shen Lexin said that the medicine is not good for the body, but there is no other way to deal with the current situation, Xiao Chuqian thought to himself while brushing his hair that this matter must be resolved thoroughly, the best thing is that Qi You can give birth as soon as possible There will be no worries about the second child...

And when he was thinking this way, Ling Qiyou also seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, reached out and patted his flat lower abdomen, and said a little depressed: "Why do you think it's so difficult to get pregnant again..."

Xiao Chuqian laughed immediately, and hugged him tightly and kissed him again: "It's because I didn't work hard enough. When the Nanman matter is resolved, we'll hurry up when we go back..."

Ling Qiyou snorted lightly and took it as a response, Xiao Chuqian looked at his uncomfortable expression, and happily gnawed on his face again: "Your Majesty, as I said before, we will live a good life in the future, it still counts." ?”

Ling Qiyou was startled for a moment, and the pictures he didn't want to think about flashed across his mind for a moment, and he slowly closed his eyes, that's all, he was the one who had been entangled in those things, and it was himself who was uncomfortable. After a long while, when Xiao Chuqian still wanted to go When asked, he finally nodded slowly: "It counts."

Happily, Xiao Chuqian hugged him and kissed him again.

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It was only dawn on the next morning, and the emperor's royal driver was about to leave southern Xinjiang and go back to Jiangdong first. Xiao Chuqian, who woke up first, scooped up Ling Qiyou, who was exhausted from last night, and personally waited for him to put on his clothes, and turned to look in the cradle. The little mantou woke up at some point, but didn't cry, but sat there obediently, rubbing his eyes, and looked at the two of them foolishly.

Xiao Chuqian smiled, went over to pick him up, kissed him on the left and right, and the little mantou could already make a sound, so he called him slowly: "A... Dad..."

Xiao Chuqian was so happy that he kissed him twice more on the face before pushing him to Ling Qiyou.

Before going out of the tent, Ling Qiyou suddenly held Xiao Chuqian's hand, was silent for a while, and finally said only one sentence: "Resolve the war as soon as possible, and come back safely."

Xiao Chuqian smiled and kissed him again.

Afterwards, Ling Qiyou and his party were respectfully sent on the road. Xiao Chuqian and Ling Jing led the troops for ten miles before finally stopping, watching them go back to the barracks reluctantly.

Shen Lexin's identity has now become the imperial doctor next to Ling Qiyou. His Royal Highness is not in good health, so he follows His Majesty the Emperor every step of the way, and there is a little tail behind him, saying it is his younger brother.

Regarding this younger brother, Ling Qiyou didn't have the time to ask before, but now seeing this well-groomed, beautiful and well-educated child, he finally became curious, especially this child seemed to be very similar to Xiao Mantou. By fate, the two children who are 11 years apart can play together, and Xiao Mantou is not even attached to him as his father when he is with him. As long as the child is teased, he will go straight to his arms with a silly look This is what makes Ling Qiyou feel incredible.

Since Ling Qiyou became interested in this child who Shen Lexin kept calling "琋'er", he caught people straight to the point and asked him directly.

Shen Lexin hesitated for a moment, and asked him first: "Your Majesty has made up his mind to fight with the Southern Kingdom first and then send back their Imperial Seal to force them to sign a contract and promise never to do it again?"

"You don't already know it all."

"Then... send this child back with Guoxi."

Ling Qiyou opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Isn't he your cousin?"

"Actually he is my cousin, he is my third uncle's son, he is the last bit of blood in the southern royal family." Shen Lexin smiled wryly, and explained: "My third uncle was originally more prestigious and more popular than Yuwen Minhao in the southern court. If Yuwen Minhao hadn't colluded with treacherous ministers and used despicable means, the third uncle and the others would not have been killed and let him take the throne. They all wanted to shake hands with Da Shengchao. Yuwen Minhao had not been enthroned for long, and it was impossible for him to wipe out the contacts of the third uncle in the court so quickly. Dasheng Dynasty can use this battle to force them to support the blood of the third uncle to succeed, and the forces left by the third uncle in the Southern Kingdom Dynasty will definitely join forces. After that, peace talks will come naturally, even if they are allowed to pay tribute. .”

Ling Qiyou frowned slightly, glanced at Yu Wenhong who didn't seem to be listening to what they were saying at all, and only played vigorously with Xiao Mantou, thought for a while, and said: "What's the character of this kid?"

Shen Lexin also pouted at Yu Wenhong: "Your Majesty saw it, the half-grown child has not yet been determined."

"He is... almost 13 years old, right? Didn't you lead troops on the battlefield when you were 15 years old?"

Shen Le caged her hair proudly, and her voice rose: "There are not many people like me in the world."

"..."

Shen Lexin smiled and shook her hand: "Speaking seriously, Your Highness has been protected so well since he was a child, so he is still like a child when he is twelve or thirteen years old, but he is also a very smart and current affairs child, how about How can you save your life under Yuwen Minhao's eyes? Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about what he will think in the future. Let's help Nanguo choose a next monarch who knows everything. In the future, I can help His Majesty keep an eye on him so as not to cause trouble to His Majesty again. , wouldn't it be bad, let alone..."

"What's more?"

Shen Lexin smiled again: "Your Majesty sees that His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness don't get along well, so can they be regarded as childhood sweethearts? It is rare for the monarchs of the two countries to have such a youthful friendship."

Ling Qiyou finally laughed too. Speaking of which, this idea seems to be a good idea?