The general went out again at night

When his lips were about to stick close, Ji Qianyao turned his head and avoided it.

Xia Qingshu rushed to nothing, frowned and said with some grievances: "It's clearly past the time of Hai..." How could Her Royal Highness Princess Dayan play a rogue?

Ji Qianyao moved back again, and said with a slight smile: "It's true after Haishi, but General Xia wants to have sex with this rouge all over his face?"

Xia Qingshu's eyes widened, half sober, he hesitated and said, "What's wrong with the rouge? Do you want to wash it off?"

Ji Qianyao stood up from her arms: "That's natural."

Xia Qingshu was not very happy, and struggled again: "Can't I just wash it off?"

"If General Xia doesn't want to wash it off, please go back, I won't accept it."

In order not to let herself suffer another five days, Xia Qingshu quickly made a decision.

When she came back after washing off the rouge, Ji Qianyao had already turned off most of the lights in the room, and was sitting quietly on the bedside in a snow-white pajamas.

Under the dim light, Xia Qingshu's heart trembled suddenly, and Xia Qingshu couldn't help quickening his pace.

There is only one candle lamp left in the wing room, which is far away.

Xia Qingshu stood in front of Ji Qianyao, leaned over and kissed her.Soon, the sound of rapid breathing came from the warm bed...

***

After the joy of fish and water, Xia Qingshu gently hugged Ji Qianyao's neck, and the two heads stuck together.Only at this time, Xia Qingshu felt that the two of them were closest.

She was just about to tell some interesting stories about herself in the military camp as usual, when she was about to speak, a pair of warm hands came out from the quilt and touched her face.

After searching for a while, the hand touched the scar on the right cheek.

"What's going on here?" Ji Qianyao lost his tenderness just now, and his voice was filled with coldness.

Xia Qingshu's whole body trembled: "This..."

"Tell me the truth."

Xia Qingshu wrinkled her face: "It was that tartar who shot a cold arrow at me, and I... accidentally fell for it. They ruined my appearance. Next time we see each other, I will definitely not take it lightly!"

After touching the length of the scar carefully, Ji Qianyao withdrew his hand, snorted coldly and said, "General Yi Xia's skill can also be injured? Maybe he underestimated the enemy."

Xia Qingshu argued for herself: "I didn't underestimate the enemy, it was the Tartars who played tricks on the arrow feathers. When the cold arrow flew in front of me, I had already prepared to avoid it, but I didn't expect the arrow to fly in front of me. Four long blades, and then...slashed across my face, leaving a scar."

"Isn't that underestimating the enemy? Since you can hide, why don't you swing your sword to knock out the arrow feathers?"

"The two armies were at war at that time, and the long knife was killing the enemy, so it was useless." Xia Qingshu sensed Ji Qianyao's sullen anger, so he dealt with it carefully when explaining.She knew that Ji Qianyao hated conceited and reckless people the most on weekdays.

"What happened to the Bladed Arrow?"

"The enemy army has used new weapons, and if they fight harder, they will be at a disadvantage. I immediately ordered to retreat, and ordered my men to pick up a few arrow feathers and go back to the barracks to study."

"Bows and arrows are the most advantageous weapons of the Mongolian cavalry, and they have been improved to greatly increase the lethality. It is very terrifying. Then how did your Xia family's army deal with it?"

"The arrow feathers are indeed powerful, but the production process is simple. After several masters in the military camp cracked them, they also modified them with thin blades. The Mongolian cavalry is highly mobile, but it is difficult for them to display their strengths in a small area. During the second battle, I lured them into a narrow place, first used the artillery fire from the Huoyao camp to beat them to flee, and then ordered the Xia family cavalry to pursue them with new arrow feathers, and won a complete victory."

Xia Qingshu elaborated on her strategy during the war. She knew that after Ji Qianyao had sex, Su liked to hear some interesting stories from her, so she came prepared every time.

After listening, Ji Qianyao praised: "Xia's army is really powerful."

Xia Qingshu thought to himself: It is clear that she is responsible for directing.

The night was getting dark, and Ji Qianyao was still sleepy, so he asked again: "Besides that, is there anything else interesting?"

Xia Qingshu pursed her lips and thought, most of the things in the barracks had already been told, if it was fabricated, Her Royal Highness the Princess would definitely find out, but at this moment her head seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't think of anything new .

But she didn't want to dampen Ji Qianyao's interest.

Xia Qingshu moved closer to Ji Qianyao, and said, "Have you ever heard of tree burials, Your Highness?"

"Tree burial?" This strange word made Ji Qianyao frowned: "I've heard that some ethnic minorities in the frontier have the custom of placing coffins on trees. Mostly after the death of relatives, put them into the coffin, and then place them The coffin is tied to a big tree, so this can be called a tree burial?"

"I've heard of this kind of tree burial, it's just what I call 'tree burial', not that."

"What is that?"

"This tree burial is a secret technique in the dense forests of Yunnan and Southwest China, that is, after a person dies, a square coffin is dug out from the trunk of a big tree, the body is placed in the trunk of the tree, and a towering tree is used as the coffin. "

"Is this true? The bottom stem of the big tree is damaged, won't it die?"

"Since it is a towering tree with thick stems, if it is split a little, it will naturally have little impact."

"That's really an anecdote."

"What's even more strange is that the corpse was buried in the tree, absorbing the essence of the ancient tree, and it was brought back to life. After coming out of the tree coffin, it was clothed with louvers, and there were flowers around its waist and neck, which were always in bloom. "

Ji Qianyao turned his head sideways, squinted at Xia Qingshu, and said, "The preface of your 'tree burial' is somewhat believable, but the more you say it later, the more outrageous it is, maybe it's not an excerpt from a ghost novel?"

Hearing this, Xia Qingshu laughed mockingly, stretched out her hand and scratched her nose: "Where do I know how to read ghost novels, they are all fabricated by myself. Your Highness is really insightful, and I really can't make it up."

"Since it's untrue, it's useless to listen too much, go to sleep, I'm sleepy." Ji Qianyao turned over and lay with his back facing Xia Qingshu.

Xia Qingshu also turned sideways, moved inward, got closer to Ji Qianyao, and closed her eyes.

The night of the tenth day passed by in a flash.

***

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Qianyao woke up early, got up lightly, and after washing, called his servants to fetch the saber, and practiced in the courtyard.

Xia Qingshu was still lying on the bed with her eyes tightly closed.In fact, she has woken up a long time ago. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and has lived in the military camp for a long time these years. She has to be vigilant against any disturbance outside.

Just now, at the moment Ji Qianyao woke up, she also woke up, but she chose to fall asleep.

She can't wake up too early, she still wants to stay here for a while.

Ji Qianyao in the daytime is different from Ji Qianyao after Haishi, and Xia Qingshu in the daytime is also different from Xia Qingshu after Haishi.

After that night, leaving the bed, the intimacy is gone, they are just monarchs and ministers.

It's just a monarch and a minister, it can only be a monarch and a minister.Xia Qingshu stretched out his hand to cover his face, and there was a trace of pain in the expression covered under the palm.

Covering her face and laying down for a while, Xia Qingshu gradually let go of her palms, and turned her head to look at the window in the wing.

Xia Qingshu lifted the quilt and stood up, looking at everything in the house.

There was a rustle in the room in the morning, and someone had already come.The mess on the wine table has been put away, and the scattered clothes have also been taken away.There were neat and clean new clothes beside the bed, Xia Qingshu took them out, put them on, and they fit.

These are Ji Qianyao's habits, and Xia Qingshu has long been used to them.

Opening the door of the wing room, the air is filled with plum fragrance.As soon as the warm sun shines, the fine snow melts into water and is scattered on the plum petals, which looks round and lovely, and the plum blossoms are also set off fresh and pleasant.

Xia Qingshu walked down the stairs with his hands behind his back, and approached a red plum tree in the courtyard. He had just stood still, and was about to watch it, when there was a strange movement on his side.

A sword was thrown, Xia Qingshu turned around to catch it, and found the person who threw the sword.

Ji Qianyao was standing under a pink plum plant, wearing a snow-white jacket and skirt, looking like a fairy descending from the mortal world, smiling at her.

"Xia Qingshu, accompany me to the challenge." Ji Qianyao called out.

Xia Qingshu also smiled, and replied, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, she put down the sharp sword in her hand again, picked up a piece of plum branch on the ground, pressed it with some force, and felt that the toughness was not bad, so she held it in her right hand.

"A sword has no eyes, Qingshu can use this branch."

"If General Xia loses by then, it would be shameful to spread the word." Ji Qianyao raised his sword.

Xia Qingshu smiled confidently: "It's not certain who will win."

The two fought against each other, with a series of moves.Xia Qingshu held a branch and fought against the sharp sword without losing the slightest bit of wind. Her moves were clean and neat without leaving any flaws.When Ji Qianyao wanted to attack her, she hid, and when Ji Qianyao wanted to defend, she took the initiative to attack, but instead of attacking the blade with a branch, she struck at the hilt, the sharp sword trembled, and so did Ji Qianyao's tiger's mouth. With a shock, his palms soon felt numb, and his moves were unstable.

Ji Qianyao was not discouraged, he jumped up and came closer, entangled with Xia Qingshu.

During the transition between offense and defense, Xia Qingshu suddenly remembered the scene where she taught Ji Qianyao how to dance swords in the barren mountains seven years ago. The relationship between the two was far less complicated than it is now, and they got along happily and recklessly without any scruples.

A voice sounded in her heart, she told Xia Qingshu to try it.

try?Maybe Ji Qianyao in the daytime is the same as Ji Qianyao after nightfall.

Xia Qingshu turned his legs sideways and swept Ji Qianyao's lower body, raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth, and made a decision.

The two stood still, Ji Qianyao raised his sword and stabbed at Xia Qingshu's shoulder, Xia Qingshu dodged his head, the plum branch pressed against the blade, leaned towards Ji Qianyao, and slid in front of her along the sword. With a sweeping left hand, Xia Qingshu moved her head forward and kissed Ji Qianyao's lips.

"Xia Qingshu, you're presumptuous!" Ji Qianyao was furious, his fists clenched tightly, and there was a tinge of red behind his ears.

Xia Qingshu's beating heart slowly cooled down following these words.

Xia Qingshu stood with her fists folded, without saying a word.

Ji Qianyao threw the sword to the ground, and the iron blade made a loud noise when it touched the ground.Ji Qianyao was still annoyed, and raised his voice: "When you and I made an appointment, we knew that we were just monarchs and ministers in the daytime, how dare you do anything presumptuous against me?"

Xia Qingshu's desire to test has completely cooled down: "It's the subject who overstepped the rules, and I hope His Highness the Eldest Princess will forgive me."

"There won't be a next time." Ji Qianyao turned and left.

"Yes."

Xia Qingshu lowered his head, closed his eyes hopelessly, and opened them again after sighing.

She threw the plum branch that was broken in two into the flower bed, and walked back to her own garden through the secret passage of the room.