The general is easy to bully

Three years in the Great Chu Kingdom.

June.

The queen gave birth to a son named Yun Siyin.

This was the first child of the young emperor.

The son of heaven, Longyan, is very happy and pardons the world.

When Xiao Si chanted the full moon, Shen Xingfeng went to the palace to attend the full moon ceremony.

Standing next to Yun Yingshen was the empress who was overwhelmed by the country, with a thousand-year-old phoenix, and all the civil and military officials of the court knelt down and shouted in unison, "Long live the emperor, and a thousand years for the empress."

Shen Xingfeng stood far away at the back of the crowd, his heart throbbing faintly.

He was suddenly glad that Qiao Yijin wasn't here.

The emperor and empress are harmonious, and there is no place for the nameless Qiao Yijin.

Halfway through the banquet, the eunuch next to Yun Yingshen came to invite Shen Xingfeng over.

After Shen Xingfeng entered the room, Yunying Shen was holding the child, holding a rattle in his hand, with a rare softness between his brows.

The joy of becoming a father for the first time dissipated a little of the indifference around him.

"Xingfeng. Come. Look at my prince."

Shen Xingfeng stepped forward and glanced at the baby who was still in its infancy.

With a pink and tender face, she was sleeping soundly, her little fists were tightly clenched and placed by her mouth.I don't know what I dreamed of, but I laughed from time to time.

Yun Ying Shen; "How?"

Shen Xingfeng looked at the child coldly, he felt sorry for Qiao Yijin, and he couldn't feel any good feelings for this newcomer to the world.

"The emperor's flesh and blood are naturally dragons among men."

Yun Ying Shen pursed his lips: "He will be my successor, he will be the next king of Da Chu."

Shen Xingfeng remained silent and stood aside.

When night fell, Shen Xingfeng left the palace slightly drunk.

The news of the prince's birth had already spread all over the world, and Qiao Yijin, who was at home, should have heard about it.

For some reason, Shen Xingfeng suddenly wanted to see Qiao Yijin.

Shen Xingfeng rode a horse and headed straight to Qiao's house with two hidden guards, Hefeng and Xiaoyu.

The night was dark, and it was inconvenient to disturb him at this point, so Shen Xingfeng rested at the inn in the town, and went to visit Qiao's mansion in the early morning of the next day.

Father Qiao exchanged pleasantries with Shen Xingfeng first, and then immediately asked the maid to invite Qiao Yijin to the back.

When Qiao Yijin came, Shen Xingfeng didn't even recognize him.

He was wearing a well-made blue brocade jacket, with a jade crown on his head and a valuable jade pendant on his waist, just like a nobleman.

It's just that there was no surprise that Shen Xingfeng expected. He stood quietly at the door, slowly, as if he had gathered enough strength, and said to his father: "Father."

Father Qiao: "Young Lord Shen came to see you, Jin'er, you must treat me well, and don't neglect me."

After another long silence, Qiao Yijin lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Okay, father."

Shen Xingfeng followed Qiao Yijin into Qiao's mansion.

People along the way, this boy who used to be lively and playful, unexpectedly didn't say a word to Shen Xingfeng.

Qiao Yijin brought Shen Xingfeng into the house, and asked the maid to pour Shen Xingfeng a cup of tea.

Shen Xingfeng frowned: "Third brother, are you alright here?"

He looked like something was wrong with the whole person.

Qiao Yijin: "Very good."

Shen Xingfeng looked around the room.

There are fashionable melons and fruits on the table, soft blankets on the floor, and everything is available.

Shen Xingfeng's heart was heavy, and he couldn't help asking: "Sir, are you unhappy here?"

Qiao Yijin shook her head: "I'm fine. My father, mother and brother are all very good to me."

No matter how Shen Xingfeng asked Qiao Yijin, Qiao Yijin just killed him and lived a good life at Qiao's house.

Shen Xingfeng also only thought that he was uncomfortable with Shen Dezi's matter because of his promise, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Shen Xingfeng stayed at Qiao's residence for three days before taking his leave.

Qiao Yijin personally sent Shen Xingfeng out.

When Shen Xingfeng got on the horse, Qiao Yijin suddenly ran over in a hurry.

He raised his head, grabbed the horse's rein, and breathed rapidly: "Have you seen his child?"

Shen Xingfeng frowned: "I've seen it before."

"Isn't he good-looking? Does he look like him?"

Shen Xingfeng: "No, she looks ugly."

Qiao Yijin's eyes were a little joyful: "He has a queen and a child, so he won't come to me again in the future?"

Shen Xingfeng's heart tightened.

Qiao Yijin was afraid of agreeing to be cautious, to what extent was she so afraid?

"Third brother, I will take you to the general's uniform, you wait for me."

After Shen Xingfeng left, Qiao Yijin stood alone for a long time.

The servant girl came out from the gate of Qiao's mansion, and said to Qiao Yijin coldly, "Young master, master, please go over immediately."

Qiao Yijin bowed his head, shrugged his shoulders, and went to see his father.

Father Qiao looked at his youngest son majestically: "What have you and Young Master Shen said these past few days?"

Qiao Yijin knelt down, "I didn't say anything."

Father Qiao: "Sinister! If you let me know that you seduce men and do things that are offensive to public morals, I will definitely break your legs."

Qiao Yijin's shoulders trembled, and his voice was a little frightened: "Father, I dare not."

Father Qiao waved his hand: "Go back to your room and stay there, I'm angry when I see you like this."

Qiao Yijin stood up from the ground, turned around and left.

My father cursed endlessly: "What evil did I do in my previous life to give birth to you, a rebellious evil! What a misfortune to my family!"

Qiao Yijin stood at the door, looking up at the dazzling eyes above her head, for some reason, two lines of tears suddenly rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

September.

Xiao Qihan returned to the capital.

He was still sitting in a wheelchair, with black clothes and tied hair, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a sharp and sharp aura that forced people to surrender.

Shen Xingfeng's ears were red.

Why haven't I seen him for more than half a year, he has become more and more handsome.

Shen Xingfeng ran towards Xiao Qihan like a jubilant bird, aggressively: "Xiao Qihan, why didn't you tell me when you came back? What do you think my General's Mansion is? You can come whenever you want?"

Xiao Qihan grabbed his hand and smiled lightly: "I know you must have not read my family letter carefully, I told you last month."

Shen Xingfeng looked at Xiao Qihan's leg and frowned: "It's still not cured?"

Xiao Qihan was silent, and then sighed lightly: "I'm afraid this is the only way to do it for the rest of my life."

Shen Xingfeng pondered for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "It's okay, I will take care of you."

Xiao Qihan; "That's inhumane, will you despise me?"

Shen Xingfeng's cheeks were flushed, and he slapped Xiao Qihan's hand away, "Why are you thinking about this kind of thing just after you came back? You're prostitution all day long, be careful I'll hit you."

Xiao Qihan had no choice but to say, "We've been married for so long, and you don't see it as an uncle. How many times have we done that kind of thing? There are only a handful of them. Is it plausible?"

He squeezed Shen Xingfeng's wrist: "I have bad legs, but I'm not a monk."

Shen Xingfeng's ears were stained red; "Then you can't stand up? I'm understanding you."

"I don't want your understanding."

"Okay, then you have the ability, you can do enough tonight."

Xiao Qihan pursed his lips, his eyes were a bit sly: "Okay, that's what you said."

Hefeng and Xiaoyu were helping Xiao Qihan carry the luggage, the dark guard heard inspiration, and the two young dark guards overheard their chattering conversation.

Xiaoyu hugged the burden, and lightly touched Hefeng with his shoulder: "Hey, what is that kind of thing? Why did he do it all?"

He Feng glanced at Xiao Yu, then walked forward, ignoring him.

Xiaoyu trotted to catch up: "Hey, Wood, you talk, what is doing enough!"

Xiao Biesheng is newly married, Xiao Qihan and Shen Xingfeng haven't seen each other for a long time, so naturally they have a lot to say.

"I went to see Yun Yingshen's son. He is ugly and has a flat nose. He doesn't look like Yun Yingshen at all!"

"I also went to see Qiao Yijin. He ate and drank well at Qiao's house, but he didn't seem very happy."

"I also went to Yaowang Valley to burn incense for Wen Jue. He was buried with Lu Yanhan. For Wen Jue's sake, I also put an incense for him."

"Fourteen hasn't woken up yet..."

Shen Xingfeng lay on the bed and babbled.

Xiao Qihan sat on the bed and turned his body over.

Shen Xingfeng blushed slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you tell me anything else?"

Shen Xingfeng blinked, "Oh, Ah Fu wrote me a letter. He and Long Che set up an inn, and Ah Fu will be the proprietress..."

Xiao Qihan frowned, and covered Shen Xingfeng's mouth with his palm.

"You know, that's not what I want to hear."

Shen Xingfeng pretended not to understand: "What is it?"

Xiao Qihan's fingers gently circled Shen Xingfeng's chest, and stopped in front of his beating heart: "You are here, do you miss me?"

Shen Xingfeng: "Then do you miss me?"

Xiao Qihan said in a deep voice, "It's like three autumns if we don't see each other for a day."

Shen Xingfeng: "Then I'm like five autumns away!"

Xiao Qihan was amused by him, and stretched his hands restlessly into his clothes.

Shen Xingfeng had many wounds on his body.

In those years, he didn't live well. He was severely beaten and punished one after another, leaving scars on his skin that could not be erased.

Xiao Qihan rested his hand on Shen Xingfeng's abdomen, frowning slightly.

This is a very fresh wound.

"Starwind."

"Ok?"

"In the future, you are not allowed to be so impulsive again."

In Yangzhou, when he learned about what Shen Xingfeng had done for him, he was surprised, happy and angry.

Can't wait to come back right away.

Later, letters from home were sent back one by one, and he was relieved because Shen Xingfeng was fine.

Xiao Qihan's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was a bit terrified and hoarse: "If Wen Jue's knife is a little bit off, what do you want me to do?"

Shen Xingfeng blinked, then reached out and hooked Xiao Qihan's neck.

A short distance away, in Xiao Qihan's dark pupils, there is only his reflection.

"No, we will never experience this again."

Xiao Qihan carefully kissed Shen Xingfeng's lips, it was a kiss like a superficial touch, without any eroticism or desire.

It wasn't until Shen Xingfeng took the initiative to go to the heat that Xiao Qihan's body that had endured for so long was ignited.

He suddenly turned Shen Xingfeng over, and leaned over him.

Shen Xingfeng looked at Xiao Qihan's freely moving legs, and was shocked: "Xiao Qihan, you lied to me!"

Xiao Qihan smiled: "It's enough to do tonight, that's what you said, Young Lord Shen promised a thousand dollars, if I go back on my word, I won't admit it.