The Queen's Wife

nice hammer...

"Wei Chunqiu, you are too deceitful."

The next moment, Wei Ci conveniently pulled out the saber that was put aside. Chunqiu couldn't help crying and laughing. It's good for babies and adults, and Wei Ci is already strong and strong, so this kind of exercise is nothing.

Although he knew that there was nothing he could do about Chunqiu, Wei Ci's sword was still moving fiercely, not so much to beat Chunqiu as to vent his anger.

Yes! !Vent your anger! ! !

Since finding Chunqiu, Wei Ci found that she was overwhelmed by Chunqiu in everything. Chunqiu broke into her own world forcefully, and then smashed her habitual personality of giving orders, controlling everything, and even the things she was familiar with. Bad.

Wei Ci is in a situation where he knows everything and wants to resist angrily, but Chunqiu is too strong both physically and mentally. It's not that Wei Ci has no means to deal with her, but when she thinks that these may hurt Chunqiu, she will Soft-hearted self-contradiction.

This time too, she sensed the woman's intentions and reacted subconsciously. As a result, she was forcibly accepted by this woman, and she even had a feeling of wanting more.

Feeling this way again, Wei Ci had had enough, and directly turned his sword against him.

This woman!

This woman, Wei Ci wanted to stab her to death with a sword, and also wanted to... crush and bully her fiercely.

Chunqiu saw that it was almost time for Wei Ci to swing his sword, and was about to stop him, when he saw Wei Ci suddenly dropped his sword, and rushed towards Chunqiu, Chunqiu quickly stretched out his hand to catch her.

Wei Ci was originally much taller than Chunqiu, following this trend, Chunqiu fell backwards on the table, Wei Ci kneeled and straddled her body, with both hands pressing on Chunqiu's hand.

Chunqiu moved his hands, Wei Ci's grip was tighter, Chunqiu looked at Wei Ci, and found that her expression was very indifferent, not at all like the person who stabbed her with a sword just now.

It's so plain that I'm a little scared, Chunqiu looked at her cautiously: "My lord..."

Wei Ci held her down, looked at Chunqiu's bright eyes, and his slightly parted lips, all exuding an inexplicable temptation to Wei Ci.

She suddenly leaned down and kissed this lip, her movements were fierce and hard.

Hmm... Chunqiu was kissed suddenly by her, and Wei Ci's lips pressed against Chunqiu's lips very hard.

Chunqiu was about to open her mouth to cater to her, but Wei Ci had already used his tongue to pry her lips open. Last time, Wei Ci didn't understand, but he was taught by Chunqiu once. As smart as Wei Ci already knew how to bully this woman, his movements were jerky, but with an unforgiving Domineering beak.

Realizing that Wei Ci was using violence on her... Chunqiu said two things in her heart, the dry and cracked earth was about to get rain, she quickly lay down and slightly raised her neck to cooperate, the little groundhog in her heart screamed: Come on, my lord, don't take pity on me just because I am Jiaohua! !

Wei Ci wreaked havoc in her mouth, feeling the scorching heat flowing all over her body made her have that embarrassing reaction, she let go of Chunqiu, both of them were panting slightly, Chunqiu's cheeks were slightly Red complexion.

After regaining consciousness of what he was doing, Wei Ci was so annoyed that he wanted to retreat, feeling her retreat, how could Chunqiu be willing.

You have been fighting thunder for so long, lightning has been flashing for so long, and my groundwater has flowed up. Your rain cloud is about to float away? ?

Chunqiu stretched out his hand to hold her, turned over and hugged her in his arms, tiptoed towards the bed, and took the time to turn off the oil lamp.

Wei Ci felt his back against the wall, there was no oil lamp in the tent, it was pitch black, Chunqiu was pressing her in exactly the same posture as Wei Ci was pressing her just now, it was rare that Wei Ci did not struggle with her restraints.

The tent was very quiet, Wei Ci's eyes slowly adapted to the darkness, Wei Ci felt his hands were liberated, she saw Chunqiu unbuttoning her guard's hat, her long hair scattered behind her, and then she slowly... ... half undressed...

She is very white, in the dim light, her skin seems to glow, and Wei Ci's feeling is more burning and intense.

Chunqiu leaned down again, with a suppressed hoarse voice: "My lord, what did you want to do just now?"

"You tell me, and I'll help you finish it."

Then there was the crackling and crackling of the sky thunder and the ground fire.

The last time it was Spring and Autumn's home game, Wei Ci just instinctively refused to admit defeat, but after experiencing it once, Wei Ci had a strong emotion in his heart that urgently needed to vent.

The situation in the tent is probably that, what each other thinks in their hearts is that this is Lao Tzu's home game.

Instead of pulling the opponent's hair to appreciate the stubbornness of the opponent's softening last time, he hooked the opponent's neck instead, spraying a hurried breath on the opponent's face.

The spray made the other party soft, and they kissed each other...

The two figures are like snakes entangled with each other, clinging to each other tightly.

When everything returned to calm, the two of them were lying on their backs, panting slightly, and their minds were still empty after just going blank.

Chunqiu recovered first, she lay on her side and looked at Wei Ci.

Chunqiu thought how could there be such a miraculous person in this world, noble and glamorous in daily life, frowning and blurred in extreme joy.

And these two kinds of faces belong to him, which greatly satisfies Chunqiu's illusory vanity.

Wei Ci's hair was also loosened by her just now, and the long hair was scattered around her face, Chunqiu twisted a strand of her hair and played with it with his fingers,

Wei Ci's breath and thinking are calm, after the impulsiveness, facing Chunqiu again seems a bit...unnatural.

She simply turned around and lay on her side with her back to Chunqiu, keeping her eyes on her and her mind on it.

Seeing her self-deception, she couldn't help but sneered: "My lord, you are so ruthless by pulling out your X finger."

Wei Ci's body tensed up instantly as Chunqiu thought. Chunqiu stretched out his fingers even more maliciously, and rubbed her shoulder with his fingertips. There was a scar here, which should be a sword wound for many years.

Those who went to the battlefield don't have a few scars on their bodies.

Wei Ci was tickled by her, thinking of his distraught appearance: "Aren't you very proud?"

No matter how depressed I was, I would always go back and be led away by this woman.

Chunqiu chuckled: "This feeling is not complacency, it should be happiness, it should be love."

"Because there are many things in this world that I can be proud of, such as defeating a master, training a group of soldiers, eating a delicious meal..."

"But now my feelings are not what I can get from these things. I can only feel this way when I am with the prince."

"So I prefer to call it happiness, it's love."

"My lord, Chunqiu loves you."

Wei Ci didn't reply to Chunqiu, but Chunqiu felt her breathing was disturbed for a moment, Chunqiu thought, well, Wei Ci knows.

Chunqiu continued to play with her hair, thinking of the allusion to the married couple that some of the soldiers were married during the special training.

She also twisted a strand of her own hair to intertwine with Wei Ci's, but unfortunately she really didn't know how to braid her hair, and she couldn't make a braid after doing it for a long time.

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In the early morning of the next day, Chunqiu was carrying water to rinse his mouth outside the tent, when Ying jumped down: "Last night you sparred with the prince again."

The gossip flashed in Ying Yi's eyes, Chunqiu poured water on the ground, drew a line with his foot, one side was wet land and the other side was sandy land.

She pointed to the side of the dry sandy soil, slapped her legs, and the sand was blown away by the wind: "This is you, it will be blown away by the wind."

She pointed to the land that was wet by her water again: "This is me, rooted in the ground, standing still."

shadow one? ? ? ?

Chunqiu patted her on the shoulder: "Yingyi, I mean, water can nourish all things."

shadow one? ? ? ? ?

Chunqiu: "So, you have to find your water, don't come to gossip about me and the prince, I think thirteen is quite water... it's good."

Yingyi already understood the speed of the old driver, and squinted at her, not knowing what was going on.

Chunqiu smiled, and immediately yelled to Shisan's hiding place: "San Shisan, Ying Yi wants your body."

Movie [-]: Fuck (*｀へ*)

The next moment, Thirteen's palm called from the air: "Beast!"

Ying Yi: "I'm greedy for your wool."

Thirteen's attack was even fiercer: "It's not as good as a beast!"

Shadow One: Me, she meow! ! !

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After being nourished all night last night, and provoking those two again in the morning, Chunqiu really felt that the whole body was comfortable after the quiet years.

After having breakfast with Wei Ci, she went to the school grounds to report early, and You Ji, a kind of coach and general were also there.

Chunqiu didn't make a fool of himself, and directly said his training method: "In my opinion, every time you go to the battlefield, you are fighting for your life. Rather than letting them practice according to rigid moves, it is better to let them be in the same position all the time. In a state of confrontation."

"In this way, they can exercise their physical memory and reaction ability to the greatest extent. Actual combat is the best way."

After Chunqiu finished speaking, these people fell into deep thought. Indeed, veterans who have been on the battlefield have a calmer reaction ability than recruits. Just like Chunqiu said, they use moves in actual combat.

The rigidity of their previous training methods is also related to the mainstream of thinking in ancient times. In ancient times, most of them were self-denial and rituals. Even martial arts practitioners must pay attention to the etiquette of a gentleman.

The purpose of practicing martial arts is to protect the family and the country, to see injustice, to police evil and punish traitors, and for the sake of physical fitness, most of them have fixed moves and practice them all the time, occasionally sparring with others.

From the perspective of all orthodoxy, it is only righteous for martial arts practitioners to act passively. If there is no reason to take the initiative to act, it is a bully, aggressive and ruthless, which is unrighteous and immoral.

But Chunqiu's thinking is that when talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality, there is only one word on the battlefield: dry.

If you want to survive, you have to kill your opponent. In order to improve your combat effectiveness, you have to be in a state of actively trying to kill your opponent all the time, so that you can maximize your body memory and response ability.

Therefore, Chunqiu pays more attention to the training of concept and thinking mode. If this mode is not well controlled, it is easy to train blood-eating and ruthless lunatics.

So what Chunqiu means is that she only selects some of the soldiers for special training, and these people are trained as forwards.

This is a very dangerous type of arms. The higher the charge, the higher the probability of death, but the higher the chance of doing meritorious deeds. This type of arms with both opportunities and dangers has higher requirements on the individual's mentality and skills.

After listening to Chunqiu's words, everyone was silent. Knowing Chunqiu's intentions, she never wanted to train a large number of people. What she really wanted to train was an ambitious forward who was not afraid of death.

The author has something to say: emm, I don’t know if you have read the records of wars in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, that is called a gentleman’s gift.

You can't fight until the two sides are ready to call. If the strength of the troops is too large, you can't fight. If the opponent falls, you can't fight. If the opponent wants to run away, you can't chase (#－.－)

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