All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

"Wife~" Xu Jining deliberately held something and kneaded it, breathing rapidly and approaching Song Xiang, and asked softly, "Don't you miss me?"

Song Xiang clamped Xu Jining's moving hands and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Go to the couch..."

Xu Jining curled his lips, his goal was achieved.

While pulling Song Xiang away, he untied Song Xiang's jade belt. When they reached the couch, Xu Jining had already untied Song Xiang's clothes, leaving only her undershirt.

Song Xiang felt a chill on her body and suddenly woke up. She held Xu Jining's hand and said, "Jining, let's do it another day!"

"Wife, Jining wants you too much..." Xu Jining licked his lips, his eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, and he complained softly, "Jining can't bear it any longer..."

"Doesn't the wife want peace?"

Hearing such bewitching words, Song Xiang's heart was shaken and he couldn't help but kiss her.

But Xu Jining was really hungry. Without waiting for Song Xiang to make any move, he pushed Song Xiang into the couch, took the initiative, and pressed forward in a hurry.

"Um…"

The sudden sex was so intense that Song Xiang could hardly hold back her voice.

Inside the brocade tent, the whispers were rather loud.

I went to Wushan several times and sweated profusely.

Xu Jining didn't rest until the sun set.

"Wife, are you happy?"

Song Xiang felt exhausted, and his tone was inevitably a little lazy: "Of course I am happy..."

Xu Jining raised a wicked smile at the corner of his lips: "Among the several husbands, is my wife the one who loves me the most?"

Song Xiang grumbled and fell asleep...

Only Xu Jining, who was in a playful mood after being annoyed, was left.

In his sleep, Song Xiang felt as if his body had been rolled by a rolling pin or run over by a wheel.

When he woke up, it was already evening. Looking at Xu Jining who was still struggling on his chest, Song Xiang said angrily, "Where are you, your little chicken, pecking at food?"

Xu Jining smiled gently and leaned closer, "Is my wife awake?"

Song Xiang rubbed his eyes and said lazily: "Why didn't you wake me up..."

"Have you sent a message home?"

Xu Jining nuzzled Song Xiang's neck and said, "I sent it. I asked Huai'an to send it. Don't worry, my wife!"

"Sining, it's getting late, shall we go home?"

Xu Jining kissed Song Xiang and stood up contentedly: "Then I will help my wife get dressed..."

Song Xiang got up from the couch, put on his clothes with the help of Xu Jining, and waited for Xu Jining to pack up before the two of them left the shop together.

Huai'an arrived at some point and followed them to lock the shop before getting on the carriage.

Xu Jining ordered, "Huai'an, go to Su Ji in front and pack some crispy meat and a few pots of fruit cheese."

"Okay, sir!"

Song Xiang leaned back in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest.

She was caught red-handed by Xu Jining today. The two of them had been together for such a long time and had not yet showered or changed clothes. She felt very uncomfortable all over.

Xu Jining asked with some satisfaction: "My dear wife, whose room are you going to stay in tonight?"

Song Xiang said without thinking: "Of course it's in Ting Xun's room!"

"He's not feeling well, I want to spend more time with him!"

"It's what I should do!" Xu Jining smiled slightly, not being jealous. He quietly approached Song Xiang during the parking break and quickly kissed her on the lips.

Song Xiang slowly opened her eyes and moved her eyelashes: "Stop making trouble..."

"Jin Ning, Nong Yue's life or death is uncertain now, I am really worried, and I don't have the mood to play around like before..."

Xu Jining's excitement suddenly died down. Like Song Xiang, he felt a little sad and frowned as he said, "I am worried about Nong Yue, but I am afraid that my wife will miss Nong Yue all the time and get sick!"

"The husbands at home are all waiting for you to cheer up. I don't want you to just indulge in the past and lose your fighting spirit... My wife, even if you don't think about Ji Ning, you should think about Feng Mian, Ting Xun, and Zechuan, right?"

Song Xiang nodded, naturally held Xu Jining's hand, and said sadly: "I understand the truth, but I'm just sad and can't let it go!"

"Jining, no matter who among you I lose, I will be equally sad. Don't worry, for you and Nong Yue, I will cheer up!"

Xu Jining nestled in Song Xiang's arms and stayed with her quietly until Huaian came back, breaking this short-lived beauty.

"Sir, where are you going next?"

Xu Jining said calmly: "Let's go back home!"

The carriage drove all the way to West City. Song Xiang returned to the mansion and immediately asked Taohong to boil some water. She then accompanied Xu Jining for dinner before going to her room to take a bath.

After she had packed up, she found out that Wei Tingxun had fallen asleep after taking the medicine, so she changed her route and went to Feng Mian's room.

At this time, Feng Mian, wearing a thin inner garment, was leaning on the couch and reading a Buddhist scripture.

Seeing Song Xiang push the door in, he hurriedly threw the scriptures aside, his eyes full of irrepressible joy: "Wife, you are here!"

Song Xiang curled his lips, walked to the bed, and said in a gentle voice with concern: "Why don't you sleep? Why are you still reading by lamplight so late?"

"The candlelight is too dim, aren't you afraid of damaging your eyes?"

Feng Mian sat up straight, and said in a friendly and natural tone: "I'm used to it, it's no big deal!"

"Wife, are you going to rest here tonight?"

"Of course!" Song Xiang said as he took off his embroidered cloth shoes and sat on the outside.

Feng Mian bit his lower lip upon seeing this, moved half of his body to give way to Song Xiang, and then quietly lay down on the inside.

Song Xiang blew out the oil lamp and then lay down. In the dark night, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Song Xiang came over, put his arm around Feng Mian's waist, and said apologetically: "Thank you for your hard work when I was away..."

"Feng Mian, I miss you so much..."

Hearing this, Feng Mian's body trembled and he almost burst into tears.

She missed him, and it was worth it that he missed her for so long...

While feeling relieved, his slender hand slowly moved down and covered Song Xiang's hand...

A good night's sleep.

The next day, Song Xiang got up early and went to accompany Wei Tingxun to take medicine.

When the sun was high in the sky, Jiang Wanyin came home with a martial artist.

The two of them inevitably exchanged pleasantries for a while, but when it came to the point, Song Xiang couldn't help but look serious: "Sister Wanyin, isn't your decision a bit hasty? Giving up literature and pursuing martial arts is not a small matter. Have you asked your family?"

Jiang Wanyin smiled: "I haven't asked, I am determined to do this, I am sure my mother will not stop me!"

Hearing this, Song Xiang straightened his expression and asked, "Are you really going to take the exam for the top martial arts champion?"

"Really?" Jiang Wanyin chuckled and livened up the atmosphere, "I came to see you today, firstly to send you a martial artist, and secondly to hear what you and Sister Tan Yan think..."

Song Xiang felt heavy-hearted. She couldn't understand Jiang Wanyin's behavior. Generally speaking, she had two husbands and servants at home who couldn't be in the open. She should live a peaceful life instead of giving up literature and taking up martial arts to take the exam for the title of martial arts champion.

If he really passes the exam and becomes the top military scholar, he will join the army in the future. If he is not assigned well and is sent to the border, his wife and husband will be separated, and he will live a life on the edge of a knife.