I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Zhuo Ling was a little stunned and put on a smile again, "I'm really fine, but I miss my dad and my brother a little."

Feng Tianxiang held Zhuo Ling's hand tightly, his palms sweating. He thought that he was rejected by Zhuo Ling again.

She still doesn't want to talk to him.

"Then let's go find dad and brother. From now on, your family is my family. Let's go find them and save them!" Feng Tianxiang said with conviction, his eyes shining.

Zhuo Ling just smiled. For some reason, she felt that she could just do it by herself. She didn't care about the oath Feng Tianxiang made to her.

She saw that Feng Tianxiang was dressed strangely today. He wore two large earrings like peacock feathers on his ears, reaching the length of his chest. He also wore a blue-green forehead ornament with gemstones in the middle. He wore his hair loose, and his long curly hair was well restrained by the forehead ornament, making him appear more obedient than usual.

She broke away from his wet palm, raised her hand to touch the peacock feathers on his ears, and asked in a warm voice, "You guys will wear this when you get married?"

Feng Tianxiang was a little embarrassed when he was asked this question, "You don't like it? I just don't wear it!"

As he spoke, he wanted to take off the large piece of peacock feathers, but Zhuo Ling stopped him. She frowned, "I didn't say I didn't like it, I just asked, don't think so much!"

Feng Tianxiang's eyebrows instantly brightened, his expression softened, and he felt a little aggrieved, "I... I am a southern barbarian, the princess won't dislike me?"

"As I said, we are brothers after joining the Jinnan Army. If I really dislike you, why would I marry you?"

These words made Feng Tianxiang's heart gradually soften. His identity as a Nanman had always been a wound that he did not dare to touch.

Now that he was recognized by Zhuo Ling, it was as if the stain had been washed away. The vigilance in his eyes instantly turned into a light spot of desire. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I...can I hug you?"

Zhuo Ling was also a little embarrassed. She had been taught how to have sex with her husband countless times by her grandmother, but it was only on paper. Today, she was actually nervous.

Even, when I think of the emotional voices of Bai Zhi and Brother Sa Lan in the cabin on the desert island, there is still a hint of curiosity and excitement.

She bit her lip and hummed slightly.

After receiving the permission, Feng Tianxiang felt like a lion escaped from the cage, but with a cautious face, he gently embraced Zhuo Ling into his arms, and then tightened his arms continuously.

Getting tighter and tighter...

He just hugged her without any extra movement. Zhuo Ling was a little surprised. She thought it was time to get to that point, but she was wrong.

Just listen to him say, "No...not brothers, we are husband and wife, closer than brothers, better than brothers!"

Zhuo Ling has been surrounding her younger brother all her life. She seems a little wary of other people's sudden affection. "If your brother hears this, he should scold you..."

"It's too late for them to be envious..."

The breath of Feng Tianxiang's words became weaker and weaker. He only felt that the fragrance of her body blocked his mouth and nose, making it difficult for him to breathe.

As if he was suffocating, his pupils began to blur, and the blood all over his body began to rush, gathering towards that high-spirited place.

His breath was deep and shallow in Zhuo Ling's ear. Zhuo Ling felt a little itchy and tightened her shoulders unconsciously, causing her own breathing to become hot, hot and trembling.

Zhuo Ling laid her face on his shoulder, and the tip of her nose touched his neck. It was so hot!

He was hot, and so was she.

She couldn't help but moved forward, and a piece of peacock feather blocked her lips. She kissed his Adam's apple through the peacock feather.

As soon as it touched his Adam's apple, it ran away and kept rolling. Zhuo Ling didn't give up and pecked his Adam's apple again, making a wet sound.

The person in front of her was breathing heavily, as if she was about to erupt in the next second, and her neck was itching terribly. Her breathing was accompanied by Ling Yu's light scratching, constantly playing with the string called reason.

It's really dying!

Feng Tianxiang's eyes turned red. He couldn't bear it anymore. Pretending to be careful was really hypocritical.

He is not a gentle person to begin with, and running on the wild side is his favorite.

He grabbed Zhuo Ling's head and scattered her hair, and kissed Zhuo Ling's lips heavily.

She was not big and slumped in his arms, looking slender and weak.

Although he restrained himself, he could not restrain his wild desire at all, and soon, the clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Zhuo Ling was suffocated by the kiss. He was merciless, and she was not willing to be outdone. It was like they were competing, but they also seemed to be lingering.

The simple bed creaked, as if to remind the two of them to be gentler.

Zhuo Ling was stripped off first. She was a little angry. She was already angry because he couldn't beat her in a fight. Now she was stripped off first. With dissatisfaction, she broke away from Feng Tianxiang's control. She turned over and was finally stripped off. took off his clothes.

His torso overlapped with the arrogant appearance in Zhuo Ling's impression. It was only now that she discovered that in addition to the lion tattoo on his back, it spread straight from his waist to his abdomen. The lion's tail was raised high, the same shape as the fire.

Zhuo Ling liked this tattoo and reached out to touch it gently. Every time her fingertips touched an inch of skin, her muscles would twitch and twitch...

Feng Tianxiang is very ticklish. Being tortured like this at this moment is really unbearable for him and he can't stop.

"You look better without clothes than with clothes..." Zhuo Ling gasped and said softly.

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this!

Feng Tianxiang really felt that his eyesight was darkening, he was not alive anymore, he could just die on this bed!

……

On the second day of their wedding, both of them got up late.

When Feng Tianxiang's lieutenants went in to clean up the military tent, they were dumbfounded. What a pity that this little bed had suffered such a vicious attack!

Zhuo Ling did not indulge in eroticism and began to understand military affairs as soon as she got up. With the identity of Mrs. Feng Tianxiang, the soldiers did not dare to do anything to her.

Feng Tianxiang was still a little confused, shouldn't they be entangled at this time? Why don't you just ignore someone when they get up?

He found Zhuo Ling and was about to ask her when he was choked to death by Zhuo Ling's words, "Let's sleep in separate tents from now on!"

Feng Tianxiang: "Why???"

Could it be that he didn't serve me well last night? He didn't dare to ask this question.

"The soldiers are at war, so our sensuality doesn't matter! We have ruined military discipline, and the people below will inevitably dissatisfy! So we sleep separately!"

Although this reason is not wrong, it is absurd to get married in the army. The soldiers will inevitably feel jealous, but Feng Tianxiang does not want to accept this!

"How about I send you to the state government to handle internal affairs, maybe that would be more suitable for you!" Feng Tianxiang suggested.

"Don't even think about it!" Zhuo Ling almost refused. In today's troubled times, military power is far more important than political power.

Feng Tianxiang was in a dilemma, "Then I'll find you two personal female officers. Life in the military camp is very hard!"

"Don't even think about it! If there is a woman in the military camp, the soldiers will inevitably have their own thoughts. Don't break the rules!"

"Then you are not a woman?"

"If you treat me as a man, others will naturally treat me as a man. I want to eat and live with the soldiers. If I don't suffer the same as them, who will obey me! So sleeping in separate tents is necessary!"

"..." Feng Tianxiang was a little angry. He couldn't believe that his wife was so romantic with him last night and now she turned against him.

Feng Tianxiang stood there angrily and did not reply to Zhuo Ling's words.

After Zhuo Ling finished reading the book in her hand, she realized that he was angry. She stood up and took his hand, shaking it gently. "If you are angry, husband, why don't you scold me?"

"I...how dare I!"

"My husband knows what's on my mind. I must take root in the army. This is the only way I can keep my brother."

Feng Tianxiang's eyes were red with anger, "You know, brother, what about me? Am I not your husband too? If we sleep separately, what should we do?"

Zhuo Ling smiled and said, "Except the military camp, isn't it possible anywhere?"