bamboo horse prince

Yang Nian and Li Sheng sat in Shi Lingxin's tent, watching Shi Lingxin look around, pacing back and forth restlessly.

"Little Shitou, please don't turn around. I woke up in a hurry this morning and my head is still dizzy." As soon as Yang Nian finished speaking, Li Sheng stretched out his hand to rub his temples.

"I won't turn anymore, I won't turn anymore." Shi Ling was still on the spot, and within half a moment, his face collapsed, "Then what should I do?"

"It's understandable for a big girl to get nervous when she gets on the sedan chair. You are married to a wife, why are you still like this?"

"Then you come and marry me!" Shi Ling regretted the words as soon as he uttered his words, and said in a panic, "This is impossible, I can't replace you."

Both Yang Nian and Li Sheng couldn't help laughing.

"It's been six years since I've been in the military camp. It's shameful that you just married Xiaoxiao in." Yang Nian stood up. He is now a lot taller and his face has lost a lot of weight. He looks a little more immortal , "I'll help you ask the bride."

"No, don't go," Shi Lingxin stopped him, "I have to be the first to see her."

Seeing his anxious look, Yang Nian laughed again, "I'll just stand outside the camp and ask Sister Kang Qing how her preparations are going, and I will never even take a look at your future wife."

Shi Lingxin couldn't help but blush when he heard the words "Future Lady", but he couldn't close his mouth in a smile.

He finally had the rewards of suffering, and finally embraced the beauty. Although his stupidity often made Ren Xiaoxiao angry, but fortunately, Ren Xiaoxiao was smiling when she agreed to marry him.

Seeing Yang Nian go out, Li Sheng also stood up and began to help Shi Lingxin tidy up her wedding clothes, "There's nothing wrong with it."

Yang Nian stood outside Ren Xiaoxiao's camp, didn't go in, just stood outside the door and shouted, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

A hand was stretched out from the door, and Yang Nian was pulled in before he could stand still.

Yang Nian immediately covered his eyes with his hands, "I promised Ling Xin that I would never look at his bride."

"Oh!" Ren Xiaoxiao took Yang Nian's hand off, dragged him to the table, and handed the rouge box to Yang Nian, "Tell me how to apply this rouge. Aunt Kang and I have done it a few times, and it looks like it." Like monkey ass."

Yang Nian shook his head, wiped a little bit of rouge with his index finger, and dabbed it on Ren Xiaoxiao's cheeks, "This is something that a daughter's family should know."

Ren Xiaoxiao ignored these words, and raised her head, "I'm not those officials. If I have time to study this, I might as well practice horseback riding."

"The general is right," Yang Nian said helplessly, and put the mirror in front of him, "Look at this?"

Ren Xiaoxiao looked at her face in the mirror, pursing her lips to try not to smile too happily.

"If my father was here, what would he say?"

"He will say that you have grown up, you have become more beautiful, and you have changed from a hairy girl to a beautiful woman." Yang Nian deliberately joked in fear of arousing Ren Xiaoxiao's thoughts.

"My father would say that I have always been good-looking!" Ren Xiaoxiao stretched out her fist and hammered Yang Nian's chest.

Yang Nian took her hand and broke it, "Did you forget to tie the red string?"

Ren Xiaoxiao opened the dressing box and handed the red string to Yang Nian, "Yang Nian, my father is not here, I want you to tie it for me."

Yang Nian agreed, knelt down on his knees, and wrapped the red rope around Ren Xiaoxiao's hands round and round, "The first circle keeps husband and wife from life to life; ..."

Shi Licheng and Song Chengyun sat in the main seats, and the big tent was decorated with red silk. Some high-ranking generals were crowded in the tent, and the rest of the soldiers were scattered around, lying outside to listen to the movement inside.

Li Sheng and Yang Nian had their own seats, holding tea bowls to watch Shi Lingxin being taught by Shi Licheng.

"He who is trembling doesn't look like a bridegroom official!" Shi Licheng patted Shi Lingxin on the back vigorously, "Just treat her as the leader of the Liang Bing, calm down."

"Nonsense, how can there be such a good-looking Liang Bing as Xiaoxiao." Shi Ling looked at his own father dissatisfied.

"Okay, I didn't expect that I would beat up Ren Mian for half of my life, and my son would give half of his life to his daughter."

Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

"The bride is going out!" Kang Qing's voice came from afar.

The people in the tent all suppressed their laughing expressions, and waited for the bride with bated breath.

Ren Xiaoxiao's head was covered with a hipa, and she walked into the big tent with Kang Qing's support. Shi Lingxin saw that she was used to taking long strides, and the distance of less than 50 meters always felt extraordinarily long.

Kang Qing handed one end of the flower rope to Shi Lingxin, and the other end to Ren Xiaoxiao's hand.

Yang Nian lowered his head and looked at the red rope in his hand, which was wrapped around Ren Xiaoxiao's tears.Before he could feel sentimental, Li Sheng grabbed his hand and held it under his body.

"When the gold list is titled, there is a night of festive candles in the bridal chamber." Yang Nian hooked up a small jug of wine, and said to himself to the spout, "I also took part."

"Forget it," Li Sheng supported Yang Nian's back and dragged him into the tent.

"There is still a bridal chamber," Yang Nian pouted, and kissed the spout, "A bridal chamber."

Li Sheng managed to put Yang Nian down on the bed, and looked at Yang Nian lingering with Hu Zui with some amusement, "Master, please let her go."

Yang Nian grinned to his ear, pulled Li Sheng under him with a wretched expression, and lay on his chest, "You little lady, come and replace him."

Li Sheng shook his head speechlessly, thinking in his heart that Yang Nian is obviously a reader of sage books, but why he pretends to be such an unscrupulous personality.

Before he finished thinking, the clothes on his upper body had already been stripped clean by Yang Nian.

Yang Nian turned his head to kiss Li Sheng's neck, his two paws restlessly stroking his chest, feeling extremely hungry and thirsty.

Li Sheng's fingers got stuck in Yang Nian's long hair, and he pulled out the wooden hairpin he used to fix his hair.

Yang Nian propped himself up, shook his head, his black hair scattered all over his body.

Li Sheng raised his head and gently kissed Yang Nian's eyebrows, eyelids, bridge of nose...

In the end, Yang Nian couldn't resist his tenderness, his whole body went limp, and he fell on the side of Li Sheng's neck, "No more playing."

Li Sheng didn't intend to let him go, he put his arms around Yang Nian's waist with one hand, turned over, the two of them switched positions, and he watched Yang Nian calmly from top to bottom.

Yang Nian didn't know if it was because of the strength of the wine, or because he was shy, his face was so hot, he covered his face with the back of his hand, and faced Li Sheng with his palm.

Li Sheng smiled, put his palm on Yang Nian's hand, and slowly pulled it away, revealing the face that he would never tire of seeing even if he got along day and night.

Yang Nian closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at the * in Li Sheng's eyes.

Li Sheng supported the bed with one hand, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Stop playing?"

Yang Nian trembled all over, shaking his head like a rattle, but his body honestly wrapped around Li Sheng, bringing the two closer.

Li Sheng stretched out his hand to snuff out the candle beside the bed, and the whole big tent returned to darkness.

Shi Ling was so drunk that he couldn't control it, he smiled at Ren Xiaoxiao as soon as he entered the wedding tent, and fell straight on the ground.

Ren Xiaoxiao sighed, she had prepared herself for a long time, but it was useless at this time, so she lifted her hijab angrily, and dragged Shi Lingxin to the bed.

As soon as Shi Lingxin touched the edge of the bed, he suddenly sat up, and the wine seemed to wake up in an instant, "There is still a bridal chamber!"

The soldiers outside the tent were still pushing cups and exchanging cups, no matter how ambiguous the sound was, they were covered by their playfulness.