Quick Travel: Sweet Pet Script from God

Chi Qing quickly asked Mu Shihuai to come into the house. It had just snowed and it was very cold outside.

Mu Shihuai still climbed through the window and entered the house. He wanted to go forward and hug Chi Qing immediately, but he still carried the coldness of the winter night.

He exhaled a breath and looked at Chi Qing with a silly smile.

"Won't the army enter Beijing tomorrow?" Chi Qing poured him a cup of warm tea and asked.

Mu Shihuai drank it all in one gulp and said, "The army won't arrive until tomorrow, but I can't wait any longer and want to see you first."

The charcoal in Chi Qing's room was very warm, and Mu Shihuai felt warm after a while.

He was still wearing software, and he didn't look like the handsome young man that Chi Qing often saw.

Mu Shihuai put his hand against his face and touched his soft armor. After confirming that he was no longer cold, he hugged her under Chi Qing's puzzled eyes.

"Miss, Qingqing, I miss you so much."

He leaned over and rubbed Chi Qing's cheek, his voice full of nostalgia.

Chi Qing also reached out to hug him and buried himself in Mu Shihuai's arms.

"I miss you too."

Chi Qing's rare honesty made Mu Shihuai feel so soft-hearted.

After a long time, Chi Qing raised his head from his arms and asked, "Doesn't it matter if you come back early?"

Mu Shihuai rubbed her head, and he couldn't put it down because of the soft hair.

"Just rush back before entering the city tomorrow morning."

"Doesn't that mean you can only sleep for three hours tonight?"

Chi Qing felt distressed and urged him to go home and rest quickly.

But Mu Shihuai didn't want to let go, it was just a short sleep, it was no big deal.

He squeezed it left and right, making Chi Qing's face turn red.

It's not shyness, it's physical friction.

After Mu Shihuai felt it was enough, he relaxed slightly and took out a small cloth bag from his arms.

"What is this?" Chi Qing asked curiously.

"A gift for the eldest lady."

Mu Shihuai opened the small cloth bag. Inside were several small wooden trinkets, large and small. In addition, there was a wooden hairpin.

He handed it to Chi Qing and said, "The deputy general was a craftsman when I was in Northern Xinjiang, so I learned some lessons from him."

"But my skills are not very good. I hope the eldest lady won't find it objectionable."

How could Chi Qing dislike it? He happily accepted it and gave it a kiss.

Mu Shihuai was stunned by the kiss and kept staring at Chi Qing with a silly smile.

"Mu Shihuai!" Chi Qing called him in embarrassment as he was stared at.

"I'm here, Miss."

Mu Shihuai answered subconsciously, still looking at her intently.

Chi Qing raised her hand to cover his eyes and said softly, "It's time for you to go back and rest."

Mu Shihuai lowered his head and rubbed her lovingly, knowing that it was getting late.

It’s time for the eldest lady to go to bed.

"Then I'll leave first, Miss, have a good rest."

Before leaving, Mu Shihuai stroked the top of Chi Qing's hair again before leaving with satisfaction.

Chi Qing put the wooden sculpture that Mu Shihuai had given her into a small box and put it away. She nodded with her fingers and couldn't help the smile on her lips.

The next day.

Murong Xi knew that Mu Shihuai was returning to court today, so she came early in the morning to ask Chi Qing to get up to see her lover.

Chi Qing was dug out of the quilt by Murong Xi in a daze, looked at the sky and said helplessly: "Sister Xi, it's still early."

Murong Xi shook his head meaningfully.

"You don't know how popular General Mu is in the capital, and he hasn't gotten engaged yet, so he won't have a place if he goes late."

Chi Qing glanced at Murong Xi and said, "Sister Xi, please beg the prince to give us a place in Zuixiang Tower."

Murong Xi chuckled, and the prince left it to her, but looking at the way her little sister had not thought about food and tea these past few days, she was afraid that her thoughts had already gone to Little General Mu.

Today is a rare sunny day, and the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion are shoveling snow outside.

Chi Qing wrapped herself into a ball to avoid the cold, and followed Murong Xi to the seat she had reserved in advance.

The common people always have great enthusiasm for the soldiers who protect their homes and country, and they are surrounded by people along the way of the army returning to the court.

The carriage couldn't pass, but fortunately it was not far from Zuixiang Tower, so we simply walked over.

Chi Qing sat by the window, waiting for the army to arrive.

After a while, the street became lively.

"Come here, soldiers!"

Chi Qing looked over after hearing the sound and saw the leader, Mu Shihuai.

The young man's back is straight and handsome, and he is the most attractive one.

Some brave girls held handkerchiefs and threw them at Mu Shihuai, but they were far away and few came close.

Chi Qing found it interesting. He spotted Mu Shihuai's position and used some skill to throw it at him.

As soon as the handkerchief was taken off his hands, Mu Shihuai looked up at Chi Qing as if he had a tacit understanding.

I also saw the handkerchief she threw down.

Chi Qing threw it accurately, and Mu Shihuai also had the intention to catch the handkerchief when it was close to him.

and kissed it.

Chi Qing suddenly felt his face heat up and shrank back, but still looked at Mu Shihuai who was riding forward.

She didn't turn around until the army was fading away and no one could be seen.

Murong Xi looked at Chi Qing with a smile. The younger sister also said that she was bored with the prince, and the younger sister herself was also very bored with General Mu.

After Banshi returned to the court, the emperor returned the military power to Mu Shihuai.

The prince is also involved, and he also needs this bargaining chip.

*

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the Prime Minister's Mansion has been decorated again and is full of joy.

It was Chi Qing's first time to celebrate the New Year in the capital. The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion said it was neither too many nor too few, but it was lively enough.

Prime Minister Murong accidentally confirmed the relationship between Chi Qing and Mu Shihuai from Murong Xi. In the last few days of the court, he did not give him a good look at all.

The minister who didn't know the reason thought there was some conflict between the Prime Minister's Office and the Zhenguo Duke's Office.

But what does this have to do with Mu Shihuai? It's still time to see Chi Qing.

With his skills, he is as good as walking in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the old man and the old lady were tired, so they went back to rest together. Prime Minister Murong and Madam Murong also left to go to their world.

Only the four of them, Chi Qing, were watching the younger brother set off fireworks in the courtyard.

After a while, Murong Xi pulled the corner of Chi Qing's clothes and motioned for her to follow her.

"Brother, Xuan'er, my little sister and I are going to whisper while you guys have fun."

Murong Xi took Chi Qing to the small garden next to her yard, where the prince and Mu Shihuai were waiting.

As usual, the prince and Mu Shihuai each took their sweethearts to a place where no one was around.

Mu Shihuai leaned over Chi Qing and said, "Miss, Happy New Year."

Chi Qing's eyebrows were curved, "Happy New Year, A Huai."

Mu Shihuai also brought a food box with pastries made by the chef of the Zhenguo Duke's house.

There is also a small bottle of fruit wine.

The lanterns in the garden were bright, and the two people under the lanterns fed each other a mouthful, making the moonlight feel shy.

The sweet words continued for a long time, and Mu Shihuai said reluctantly: "It's time to rest, miss. I hope we can spend the Spring Festival together next year."