marry a monk

The next day, at three shots in the sun, Siqin Desheng finally woke up, looked at the sleeping Mohanad next to him, and subconsciously stroked his lips, remembering the "trouble" he had done to him yesterday, he couldn't help but gently Raise the corners of the lips.After several times of transmission of his internal energy, his body became a little weak, but everything else returned to normal.

What a single-minded monk, after all this, he still doesn't understand my king's heart.After sleeping for so long, how can I not marry you back?Caressing his face gently, looking at his long and dense eyelashes, sighed, tucked the quilt for him, and got up.

After encountering a mountain torrent, they were separated from the army for a few days and could not be contacted again. Hua Qianyi and the others were in a hurry and had to get them over as soon as possible.After walking out of the house, Si Qin'an and An Tai were busy making breakfast, and they closed the door gently so as not to disturb the sleeping people in the room.

What he didn't know was that Mohannad in the house hadn't slept all night, and Siqin Desheng only pretended to be asleep when he woke up.Feeling his touch quietly, she found that she was becoming more and more afraid to face the prince.

His behavior is becoming more and more intimate and abnormal. What is wrong?Does he really like himself?Impossible, I'm a monk! ! !Seeing him go out, I rubbed my head and couldn't figure it out, what went wrong?His long eyelashes flickered.

"My lord..." Si Qin'an came up to meet him: "Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's all right." Siqin Desheng replied: "Send a signal to General Hua and the others to come here and meet up."

"Okay." Si Qin'an turned around and went to the small hill behind.

"My lord, is my little Momo still awake?" An Tai asked.

"Well, let him sleep."

"Then... my lord, you join the army, shall we follow?" An Tai asked.

"Of course. Otherwise, would you still want to go back to the Holy Palace to be treated favorably by that inhuman?" Siqin Desheng said ironically.

"Besides, my king's illness has not fully recovered, and he still needs Mo's help." Siqin Desheng added.

"Oh." An Tai felt a little relieved, he was afraid that the prince would not bring them with him.

"Go and tidy up, we will leave when General Hua arrives." Siqin Desheng ordered him.

"Okay." Antai agreed and was about to walk away.

"Wait a minute." Siqin Desheng called to stop him.

"What's the matter, my lord?" An Tai looked at him strangely.

"Well, that's how it is." Siqin Desheng tidied up his words: "You are not young anymore, and you can't become a monk. Shouldn't it be time to find a girl to start a family?" The prince glanced at him.

"Ah?" Antai was taken aback by his sudden action: "What are you kidding, my lord? What kind of family is it?"

"Do you have a girl you like?" Siqin Desheng further tested him: "This king can match you."

"My lord was joking. I'm just a monk. How can there be any girl I like?"

"How about I find one for you?"

"No, my little Momo didn't have a family. What kind of family would I become as a servant? It is said that good things come in pairs. Even if I want to start a family, I will be with little Momo."

"The girl can't be found for a while, what do you think of Si Qin'an?" Si Qin Desheng glanced at him, and recommended himself.

"Ah???" An Tai was stunned: "I, I..." An Tai didn't know how to answer, he liked Si Qin An, but if he liked Si Qin An, he wanted to marry him?Aren't we brothers?He couldn't figure it out.

What does this have to do with talking about marriage?Poor Antai, like Mohannad, has been taught Buddhist scriptures and meditated since he was a child. How could he know that there is such a wonderful thing as love in this world?It just feels strange and ignorant.

"My lord, what are you talking about, we are brothers..." An Tai said no matter what.

"Oh? Just brothers? My family, Si Qin'an, is not too young. I see, it's time to choose a girl for him to start a family." Si Qin Desheng stopped looking at him.

"What? An An will definitely not agree." An Tai was anxious again.

"You're not him, how do you know he doesn't agree? He told me before that he wanted to take one person with him and grow old with him. But this person only regards him as a brother, so there's no way. This king has no choice but to find another good relationship for him. .” He shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Really? Did he say who he was joining hands with?" An Tai asked, half puzzled and half bewildered.

"Of course it's you, can't you see his feelings for you?"

Looking at him, Siqin Desheng was also surprised. Could it be that he was as pure as Mohanad, and could not feel the different emotions in this world?

"I, I, my lord, what are you talking about?" An Tai felt embarrassed, turned and walked away.

In front of the gate of the small courtyard, Si Qin'an, who came back from the signal, saw this scene, especially seeing An Tai's embarrassing red face, and couldn't help but secretly felt happy. An Tai didn't directly refuse to say that there was still a chance.

"My lord..." Si Qinan walked into the courtyard.

"Well, this king can only do this for you, the rest is up to you." Si Qin Desheng winked at him, signaling him to catch up.

"En." Si Qin'an nodded vigorously, and rushed to the backyard.

"An'an..." In the backyard, Si Qin'an tugged at his shirt.

"Huh?" An Tai didn't look back at him, his heart was beating wildly.

For some reason, Si Qin'an hesitated again, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

"Is something wrong?" Antai asked.For him, everything came too suddenly, hazy, vaguely understood, and he also wanted a clear answer to relieve his doubts.

"Just now, just now, what the prince said is true, I, I, I really want to be with you." Si Qin'an finally mustered up his courage.

"You..." An Tai turned to look at him, a little disbelieving.

"I, I mean, I like you..." Si Qin'an walked up to An Tai, staring at him.

"But, but, I, I'm a monk..." An Tai said a little bit.

"I don't care if you are a monk or a beggar, I like you, that's all I like." Si Qin'an put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes were eager and affectionate.

"Yes, yes, but my little Momo...I...I..." An Tai didn't know how to respond.

"As long as you agree, your King Mo is definitely not a problem." Si Qin'an eagerly waited for the answer. He believed that the prince would solve Mohanad for him.

Standing in front of the window, Mohannad retreated gently to the bed, feeling extremely shocked, everything was so natural and logical, but why did he feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, was it fear or expectation?

I didn't dare to watch any more, I didn't want to see their hugs that wept with joy.Thinking of Wang Ye's series of strange behaviors during this period, could it be that he...

No way!Trembling cleverly, lying down, closing his eyes, Siqin Desheng was everywhere.Strange, why do you always miss him?Grabbing the quilt to cover her head, the outer door creaked.

"Mo..." Siqin Desheng walked in and lifted his quilt: "Uncomfortable?" He reached out to touch his forehead.

"Ah...no, no..." Mohanad sat up and moved back.

"Put on the clothes." Siqin Desheng put on the clothes for him.

"Ah, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..." Mohanad took the clothes flattered, his eyes flickering.

"Hmm...your family's Antai and my family's Siqin'an..." Before Siqin Desheng could start speaking, he was interrupted by Mohanade.

"King Sheng, they are cooking, I'm hungry..." Mohannad pointed outside.

"Well, two Ann, I plan to help them..."

"King Sheng, go out, I'm really hungry..." Mohanad interrupted him again.

"..." Siqin Desheng looked at him, as if he had guessed something, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.What is his expression?Scared or shy?

"Are you... all right?" the prince asked.

"I...it's fine, I'm just hungry..." Mohanad groaned.

"Okay, come back with us after dinner." He said.

"Where are you going?" Mohannad stopped at the door.

"Back to camp."

Knowing that Mohannad and Antai had a series of inhuman "favors" in Xueyu Holy Palace, Siqin Desheng would not let him leave no matter what.

"Oh..." Mohannad pushed the door and went out.

Soon Hua Qianyi led some people to follow the signal sent by Si Qin'an.

Seeing such a large array of soldiers and horses, Mrs. Jin was so frightened that she hid in the corner of the wall, trembling. Only her child who had just turned one year old innocently ran up and down the courtyard, and from time to time yanked at the soldier. The general's armor hugged the soldier's thigh as thick as a stake.

"General Hua, how are the soldiers of our army and the situation of the battle? Please report them one by one." Siqin Desheng sat on a small stone bench in the courtyard.

"It's like this, the prince led 10 soldiers and horses to outflank the enemy's rear camp that day..." Hua Qianyi recalled the past events of that day, his eyes were full of swords and swords, and he shouted to kill Zhentian...

After Siqin Desheng left with 10 soldiers, Hua Qianyi'an originally planned to launch a general attack on the Seventh Prince of Cheqian, but when he heard Siqin Desheng's beating of drums from behind, he knew that the prince had succeeded in outflanking, so he withdrew his troops Feign defeat.

Leading all the soldiers to the road section that was actually set, Long Dacheng led 10 soldiers to prepare roadblocks and set up skynets. Since fire and oil were not available in rainy weather, he temporarily asked the soldiers to prepare a large number of sharp bamboo branches sharp arrow.If the Seventh Prince didn't fight back, this battle would have been fought beautifully.

It's a pity that the seventh prince killed his carbine, and Siqin Desheng also encountered a mountain torrent.

After Hua Qianyi withdrew his army and returned to the city, he stood on the viewing platform and watched the confrontation between the two armies. When he saw most of the Seventh Prince's troops retreating and returning along the road, he felt that something was wrong.

One must know that the iron cavalry that can fight against the seventh prince is only the Han army in the palace. Now that the Han army is useless, how can the 10 soldiers and horses of the prince resist the group of wolf-like iron cavalry?

Immediately ordered the Han army to gather and chase, trying to disperse the troops of the Seventh Prince to give Siqin Desheng a chance to breathe, and asked Long Dacheng to lead 10 troops to quickly chase the army behind Siqin Desheng for support.

When Long Dacheng's soldiers and horses chased after them, they found that the troops of Siqin Desheng and the Seventh Prince were all torn apart by the mountain torrents.The whereabouts of Siqin Desheng and Siqin'an are unknown. Fortunately, the 10 troops led by Siqin Desheng are somewhat water-savvy and able to climb ashore along the water.

The iron cavalry in the northwest of the Seventh Prince was miserable. They were all landlubbers. They were invincible on the battlefield, but they were helpless when they encountered water, causing countless casualties.I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune in this mountain torrent. From then on, the Seventh Prince ordered a truce to recuperate.Hua Qianyi also ordered all the soldiers to search for Siqin Desheng's whereabouts.

"Now both armies are standing still?" Siqin Desheng asked.

"Yes, the prince is not here, they will not attack, and we will also recuperate." Hua Qianyi responded.

"This war must be ended as soon as possible." Siqin Desheng looked at the gloomy sky.

"Order the army to move out of the front camp." He said to Hua Qianyi, looking at Mohanad who was having breakfast.

Hua Qianyi took the order and left, Siqin Desheng walked up to Mohanad and looked at him. "Have you finished eating?" He asked, "You are ready to set off after eating. You and I will ride on the same horse."

"Ah? Oh..." Mohannad couldn't distinguish, because even if he made a protest, Siqin Desheng would not agree.

Si Qin'an gave a sum of money to Mrs. Jin according to the prince's order, and told her to move outside to a crowded and lively place.After all, it is not safe in this wilderness.

The white wind-chasing BMW walked leisurely behind the team, while Siqin Desheng held Mohanad in front of him and rode forward.

Every time Siqin Desheng asked him to sit in front, although Mohan Nade was unwilling, but there was no way, he couldn't control the chasing BMW at all, and he was afraid that the horse would go crazy like last time.

Siqin Desheng didn't want him to ride his strong horse at all in his heart, it was as good as that.Looking at him from the side, he saw that his white as jade face was flushed with embarrassment because the general turned his head frequently, and his long black hair fluttered straight to his face.Stretching her face to his shoulder, there was an inexplicable surge in her heart, and she wanted to kiss him.

"Mo..." Gently in his ear, feeling the warmth of his body, I really want to say, Mo, I like you.

"Well, me, can I sit in the back..." Mohanad asked in a low voice.He couldn't bear the strange eyes of the soldiers in front.

Turning around to ask him, the two almost bumped into each other as the horse's back bumped.

"You..." Mohannad hurriedly supported him with his hands, otherwise he would really match up.

The scene of feeding him medicine flashed through his mind, and for some reason, his heart was pounding, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

"..." Siqin Desheng just looked at him like this, his eyes were full of joy and tenderness.

"Yes, but you have to put your arms around the king's waist when you sit on the back, otherwise the horse will throw you off." Siqin Desheng raised the corners of his mouth, he knew what Mohanad was thinking.

"Ah?" Mohannad drooped his head speechlessly.What's the difference between sitting in the front and hugging him, and sitting in the back?

He just wanted to separate from the prince a little bit, even a little bit. Although the two big men were already used to sticking together like this, others were not used to it. Those strange eyes almost killed him.

In this way, all the soldiers arrived at the front camp to join the army before dark.Everyone was very happy to see the coach intact.

According to the old rules, Siqin Desheng arranged for Mohannad to rest in the barracks with him.Siqin Desheng didn't want Mohanad to leave, wishing he could stare at him all day long.

"King Sheng, don't you think I'm a spy of the enemy army?" Mohanad looked at him pitifully: "Do you need to stare at me all day, I'm a monk, you know, at most I'm just exposing Just look at the illegal collusion of the elders of the Holy Palace, and no collusion with the enemy country."

"Staring at me all day long, I, I..." Mohanad didn't look at him, his face full of grievances.

"You don't like having no freedom and no opportunity to play, do you?" Siqin Desheng looked down at him: "It's good that the king follows you when you go out."

"What's the difference, anyway, I just don't like being stared at by you like this." Mohannad finally said what was in his heart.

"Is that why you don't like seeing me?" Siqin Desheng lowered his face.

"No, this has nothing to do with liking. I just feel that I am stared at all day long. I have no freedom and no space for myself. I think, I want to be alone."

"Oh? You have to agree to one condition that this king will not stare at you." Siqin Desheng stared at him and said meaningfully.

"What? I agree?" Mohanad's eyes lit up.Last time in the palace, there was a fight to prevent the prince from being trapped. At that time, the prince refused, but this time he finally let go?

"..." After a long time, Siqin Desheng sighed and said in a low voice, "You won't agree."

"What, you didn't say anything, how do you know I won't agree? You say it, and I will definitely agree, as long as you don't trap me." Mohan Nade shook Siqin Desheng's arm as if coquettish and as if begging.

"I think, the king said so." Siqin Desheng looked at the pleading and longing on his face, couldn't help but softened, and almost said it.

Recalling what he said when he was teasing him with his illness, when he had just lost his internal energy for himself:

"You will have to pay if you want to use it later." Mohannad teased him.

"Okay, how about this king's body promise?" Siqin Desheng still looked at him and refused to take his eyes away.

"Ha, Brother Sheng, are you kidding me? Although I once teased that I would marry you home, I am a monk after all. I still can't accept your promise."

All he wanted in his heart was to let this monk marry him, and marry him to give him freedom.It's just how can he speak it?Just saying it would scare him away!

"What are you thinking, you have said so many words, how can I remember which one?" Mohannad pouted, beating him coquettishly.

"One day you think about it, agree, let's talk about it." Siqin Desheng was a little annoyed, this monk never remembered what he said.

"What, you say it now, you have to say it now, I don't want to be trapped and stared at by you."

Mohannad yelled and hit him like a child playing tricks.

"I really want this king to say it?" Siqin Desheng grabbed his hands, looked at his red and soft lips: "Will you agree to this king's words?"

"Sure, I must agree to your conditions." Mohanad said eagerly.

"..." After a long time, looking at his expectant eyes, Siqin Desheng finally didn't have the courage to say what he wanted to say.

"Let's talk about it later." Let go of his hand and turn around.

"Oh, that's it again..." Mohannad sat down on the bed with an expression of anger and disappointment.