Female General And Eldest Princess

After Xiang Jingyi finished speaking, he patted Lin Feixing on the shoulder and said nothing more.

After a while, Lin Wanyue adjusted her emotions and said, "Brother, I have something to ask."

"You said."

"If it's the commander-in-chief... I don't know if the eldest brother can keep the general's mansion in the capital?"

"Brother Xing wants to keep it for his own use?"

"No, you just need to keep it, or just keep it sealed, brother, do you have a way?"

"It's not difficult to say, just leave it to me."

"Thank you bro."

Lin Wanyue paid special homage to Li Xin before leaving. On the way back home, Lin Wanyue looked at the throng of people on the streets of the capital, feeling uncontrollably sad.

She suddenly found that the people around her were always leaving her.

First, her favorite family and the entire village, her roots, and all her group relationships; they were cut off once, and since then the world has grown, but there is no longer her home.

After all the hardships, she came to the northern border alone, carrying the secret of killing herself. She disguised herself as a man and joined the army. She lived cautiously and refused to communicate with others. It's like her younger brother, and Li Mu is like a father in her heart.

Later, she also had her own home, and her life seemed to be developing in a good direction. During those days, Lin Wanyue lived a solid and happy life. Although there were frequent wars, she found spiritual support. With family.

But Lin Yu died, and Yu Wan, the only friend she made as Lin Wanyue, also died, and the commander-in-chief was also in danger, and important people left her again.

Lin Wanyue arched her back, riding on the horse's back, holding the rein in her hand, with deep confusion in her eyes, she murmured: "Am I an ominous person?"

From possession to loss, it is hard to rebuild and lose again.

Lin Wanyue fell into a daze, and when she returned to the eldest princess' mansion in a daze, it was already dark.

When the servants of the mansion saw the son-in-law returning to the mansion, they held the lamps and followed Lin Feixing.

A servant had reported the news of the son-in-law's return to Li Xian a long time ago.

Lin Wanyue walked silently on the cobbled road by the light of the lantern, the surroundings were silent.

Suddenly, Lin Wanyue felt that the surroundings were much brighter. She raised her head and saw Li Xian standing not far in front of her, followed by two rows of maidservants carrying lanterns, illuminating the path under her feet.

Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian in front of her, still silent. Li Xian walked a step away from Lin Feixing and stopped, calling: "My son-in-law."

The night has a special magic power, it can make the sad person more vulnerable, and it can also make the cowardly person brave.

Lin Wanyue slowly raised her hand, put it on Li Xian's hand folded in front of her body, held it, and pulled Li Xian's hand in front of her body, calling out sullenly: "Princess."

Seeing this scene, the well-trained maidservants turned around with their lamps in their hands; the surroundings became dark.

Li Xian stood quietly in front of Lin Feixing, letting Lin Feixing's rough and fiery hands hold her own.

Li Xian's hand was weak and boneless, delicate and cold, Lin Wanyue held it in her hand without daring to use any force, for fear of hurting Li Xian.

"Princess, why are your hands so cold?"

Speaking of which, Lin Wanyue raised her other hand and held Li Xian's other hand in her hand. Li Xian had no choice but to take a small step forward. The distance between the two got closer and they smelled each other.

Lin Wanyue held Li Xian's hands, and the sadness in her heart dissipated a lot. She realized that she was not alone now, she was married and had a well-behaved daughter. With the faint fragrance emanating from the body, a wounded heart is slowly healing.

Li Xian knew that Lin Feixing was feeling uncomfortable at this time, and thought of the things this man would have to bear in the future, so she stopped thinking of pulling her hand back. She didn't like men touching her, but she thought that Lin Feixing didn't seem to be a real man. Man, the discomfort in my heart is much less.

"The son-in-law came back so late, can we have dinner?"

Lin Wanyue shook her head.

"Then how about I order people to pass on the meal?"

"No appetite."

Before Li Xian could speak again, Lin Feixing continued in a discussing tone: "Will the princess walk with me?"

"Okay." Li Xian smiled back and readily agreed.

The crescent moon is like a hook, full of stars.

The eldest princess and the son-in-law held hands in the night tour of the mansion, Lin Wanyue asked for a lamp from the maidservant, held the lamp with her right hand, and led Li Xian with her left hand.

The maidservant followed closely behind, walking quietly.

Lin Wanyue and Li Xian made a detour to see Lin Baishui, but were told by the nanny that the princess had already fallen asleep.

Lin Wanyue didn't go in, but led Li Xian to the bedroom.

Seeing Li Xian's bedroom getting closer, Lin Wanyue felt a deep sense of reluctance.

"Princess……"

"Consort."

"I... won't go back to the small courtyard tonight." Lin Wanyue's voice was very low, still with a tone of discussion.

The waiting process is always long, but within a few breaths, Lin Wanyue felt that her heart seemed to be in her throat, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her palms.

"it is good."

But a simple word, but like the sound of nature, Lin Wanyue felt that her heart was like a bird, following the word "good", she flew up happily.

A silent smile bloomed on Lin Wanyue's face, she held Li Xian's hand tightly, and quickened her pace.

After Lin Wanyue and Li Xian returned to the bedroom, they invited themselves to take a bath. When she walked to the door of the bedroom refreshingly, the red light was already hanging high.

Lin Wanyue looked at the red light and smiled, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the bedroom.

In the dormitory, Li Xian was wearing a snow-white tunic and sitting in front of the dressing table, long black silk like a waterfall was scattered behind her head, and Xiao Ci was wiping Li Xian's half-dried hair with a dry cloth.

Seeing Lin Feixing coming in, Xiaoci slapped a blessing: "My son-in-law."

Lin Wanyue walked behind Li Xian, looking at Li Xian's blue hair, she felt itchy in her heart.

Li Xian's hair is beautiful, the roots are full and black, unlike her withered and curly hair.

Lin Wanyue was worried about revealing her daughter's posture because her hair would be loose, so she tied her hair into a bun and put it on top of her head meticulously.

And the hair style in the army is different from the outside. Even if it is not as weak as the crown, for the convenience of fighting, most people wear the same neat hair style as Lin Wanyue.

Over the past five years, Lin Wanyue's hair has become withered, yellow and curly. Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian's hair enviously, and said to Xiaoci in a mysterious way: "Sister Xiaoci, leave it to me."

Hearing what Lin Feixing said, Xiao Ci was taken aback. Even though the eldest princess has a noble status, since ancient times, men have been superior to women in Liguo, and there has never been a reason for men to serve women!

"My son-in-law, this..."

Li Xian also raised her eyes, looking at Lin Feixing through the bronze mirror, the strange feeling in the daytime emerged again.

Lin Wanyue smiled at Xiaoci indifferently, and insisted: "Just leave it to me, sister Xiaoci go to rest early."

Xiaoci looked at Lin Feixing, seeing that the son-in-law was so persistent, he was in trouble for a while: "This..."

Xiao Ci turned her gaze to Li Xian, and seeing that His Royal Highness didn't seem unhappy, she handed the clean cloth to Lin Feixing.

"My son-in-law..."

"Sister Xiaoci, go and rest."

Lin Feixing was very happy to get the dry cloth. He stood in front of Xiao Ci and looked down at Li Xian's hair.

"Xiaoci, just listen to the son-in-law."

When Li Xian spoke, Xiao Ci dared not refuse, he slapped the two with a blessing and retreated.

Lin Wanyue picked up a strand of Li Xian's beautiful hair, the silky touch was exactly as she imagined.

Lin Wanyue laughed, wrapped her hair with a clean cloth and slowly rubbed it to draw water.

"Princess, if I accidentally hurt you, tell me immediately."

"En." Li Xian responded, but looked at the bronze mirror without blinking. Lin Feixing could be seen through the bronze mirror. Although he is not very skillful in drawing water from his hair, he is indeed showing his true feelings by looking at this man's expression.

Li Xian looked at Lin Feixing in the bronze mirror, and gradually began to understand where the strange feeling came from.

Along with Li Xian's growth, there is never a lack of men around her, including her own father, brother, and children from various families outside, such as Li Zhong and others.

But in Li Xian's memory, there is no man as special as Lin Feixing.

He would cry because of Yu Wan's dystocia. According to Yu Xian, the crying was depressing and heart-wrenching, and those who stood outside the door couldn't help crying with sadness.

He knows how to hold children, and judging from past secret reports, this person loves Lin Baishui very much, and judging from his proficiency today, it's not just a whim.

Even if it is parent-child, very few men can do this. Is it because this person cannot have his own offspring?

And at this time, he offered to brush his hair...

These don't seem to be the thoughts and actions that men should have.

As soon as this idea came out, Li Xian herself was taken aback.

How can it be?Where is the military camp? Li Xian has seen it with her own eyes. How could a woman stay in the military camp for five years?

Looking at his thunderous methods against bandits and Huns, without special training, Li Xian did not believe that any woman could be so cruel.

And... I saw with my own eyes that she opened the three-stone bow with her bare hands, taking the lives of the leading Huns a hundred steps away.

There are very few people who can pull the three-stone bow. Looking at the entire country, she only knows: her grandfather, uncle, brother Qi, Marquis Wushuang, Marquis Pingyang, and a few famous generals when they were young. .

And this person's appetite...

After analyzing it, Li Xian laughed secretly at herself for being absurd, for thinking of Lin Feixing as a girl...

"Princess, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, just a few small things."

"Oh, princess, it's finished; can you see if this is all right?"

"Thank you son-in-law."

Lin Wanyue put the clean cloth aside: "Princess, it's late, let's sleep."

The author has something to say: Wan Yue will leave the capital tomorrow.

From the end to the end, there is basically nothing =. = sugar.

Of course it's HE's.