"General, she is a princess after all, you have to find a way to grab her heart, the royal family is ruthless, since you have fallen into it, you have to fight hard." The deputy general looked at Qiu Cimu earnestly.

The corner of Mu Ciwan's mouth twitched, but he became curious again, wanting to know how Qiu Cimu would answer.

The voice came with the unique cold voice of a man, "She won't be like this, Ren De, don't need to say these things."

The lieutenant general sighed for a long time, seeming to be bewildered by Qiu Cimu's obsession.

Pulling back the curtain, I saw Mu Ciwan standing outside, his face froze, "His Royal Highness."

Mu Ciwan nodded slightly, "Didn't the lieutenant still have work to do? Go quickly."

What can he do? When he comes back, except for training the soldiers, he has nothing to do all day long.

But looking at the eyes of the other party who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, I knew that she had listened to everything she said, and a big cold sweat appeared on the forehead, and she smiled awkwardly: "Ah, yes, I have something else, the princess and the general talk, I go first."

As he said that, he ran away, leaving the stiff person in the barracks alone.

Mu Ciwan stepped forward and pulled him into his arms: "Master General, your lieutenant general is a little disobedient, what should we do?"

The pretty brows were slightly frowned, afraid that Mu Ciwan would blame the lieutenant general, and explained: "He's just a little worried about me."

"It seems that my performance is still not good enough, so the lieutenant still has this kind of worry." Mu Ciwan nodded and said.

"You've done a great job."

He has been with him all the time, and he has never complained, and he can clearly see the affection in the eyes of the other party.

but……

"But my general is still worried."

Mu Ciwan took the words in his heart.

Was discovered.

From the beginning to the end, he was uneasy. He rejected the lieutenant general, but he couldn't reject his own heart. He really couldn't figure out what attracted him to such an outstanding person.

"It seems that you don't know anything about your charm, Lord General." Mu Ciwan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the warm breath on the side of Qiu Cimu's face made him shrink back.

"I like your eyes, your face, your temperament, your heart for people, and your looking at me... There are too many, too many to say, but it doesn't matter, we will get married soon, There is time to slowly tell you what I like about you."

It was too close, the hair was entangled, there was no way to retreat at the end of the autumn resignation, and was forced to bear Mu Ciwan's breath, the pinnae of the ear was flushed, and the fingers slightly pulled Mu Ciwan's clothes, "I, I know. "

"Mu Ciwan, I am happy with you." Qiu Cimu raised his head and looked at her with enough momentum, but in this situation, no matter how he looked at it, he was at a disadvantage.

"Yes, I know." Mu Ciwan nodded.

"So if you fail me, I will kill you."

"It's a pity that you will never have a chance in this life."

Mu Ciwan replied, and placed another kiss on his lips, "Good General, shall we go home?"

"Well, go home." The sharp-edged aura disappeared in an instant, and all that was left was being well-behaved.

His fingers hooked Mu Ciwan's fingertips slightly, and Mu Ciwan sensed his small movements, and inserted his fingers into his fingertips with his backhand, interlocking his fingers.

On the day of the wedding, the sun's rays were stretched into silk and fell, and Qiu Cimu was wearing a gold silk wedding dress and stood side by side with Mu Ciwan in the hall. Buckle walked forward step by step.

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

"Second worship high hall-"

"Husband and wife greet each other—"

The two looked at each other and walked slowly into the bridal chamber.

Qiu Cimu was drank some wine, a little tipsy, sitting next to Mu Ciwan, his mind went blank, he couldn't say anything, but Mu Ciwan chuckled, "General, don't take this phoenix crown for me. Take it off?"

Of course it is necessary.

The rosy face with a little makeup is just right, there is a little charm between the frivolous brows and eyes, and the indifference is restrained, everything is just right, making Qiu Cimu stunned for a moment.

Mu Ciwan approached slowly, pulled him into his arms, and smiled slightly, "Why, are you dumbfounded?"

Qiu Cimu didn't speak, and his face was red, but it was more beautiful than Mu Ciwan's smeared with makeup. The process of handing over glasses of wine is indispensable. The wrists are late, the wine enters his lips, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Qiu Cimu smiled, and Mu Ciwan also smiled, above the brows, there was joy.

"Then, it's time for the bridal chamber." Mu Ciwan's voice rose, making the person in front of him completely red, and he simply hugged him horizontally and put him on the bed, but Qiu Cimu grabbed his wrist and opened his mouth for a long time before finally Whispered, "May I have a lock of your hair?"

"of course can."

The scissors tied with a red string cut off a strand of hair, and cut off a strand of hair at the end of the autumn.

Seeing the man hanging down his eyes and taking out a kit from his bosom, carefully twisting his hair into it, Mu Ciwan fell in love with it more and more.

"Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection. Say goodbye, now it's my time."

Her eyes darkened slightly, and after Qiu Cimu put the kit away, she took hold of his wrist with one hand, turned him over and pressed him under her body, looking at the slightly widened eyes of the person under her, only a deep feeling remained.

-

The next day, Qiu Cimu opened his eyes and saw the bright sunlight coming in, his eyes were full of shame, and Mu Ciwan's words echoed in his ears.

"I like your red eyes too."

"And your voice, dear, call out."

"And your waist, your collarbone, your ear... most importantly..."

"Your soul."

Unable to delete these words from the other party, Qiu Cimu pursed her lips in shame, looked at the person with closed eyes, and said coldly: "Shameless."

"But the general seems to like it."

The person next to him opened his eyes, but there was no sense of sleepiness in his eyes. He looked at Qiu Cimu full of doting, with a playful tone that made Qiu Cimu completely angry. His body froze, and he turned his back to her. Don't look at her expression.

Someone hugged him from the back and brought him into his arms: "Be good, don't get angry, it's all my fault."

What's wrong with you is all my fault.

Qiucimu thought unconvincingly.

Turned over again, nestled into Mu Ciwan's arms.

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