The worst is the next cousin

The days of marching were very boring. Originally, Mao Xiaofei wanted to find a place to foster the child and pick him up after the war was over, but the child refused to live or die. In addition, Mao Xiaofei had indeed promised Fu Dong that he would not leave him outside again, so I had to take a child with me to fight, and I tried to keep him in the carriage as much as possible, and I also asked him to take him in the tent at ordinary times.

When the child is lively and active, although he is dissatisfied, he is still obedient.

The two Boshan brothers also joined the army because they followed Mao Xiaofei, and Bo Shanxi was even enthusiastic about making military contributions and earning a lot of money.

The rest time of the team is not fixed. Sometimes they can sleep for three hours a night, and sometimes they can't set up camp for two or three days on the road.After walking like this for almost a month, the scenery in front of him gradually became familiar to Mao Xiaofei. After being sent to Qingxi, Mao Xiaofei wanted to escape at any time, so there were only three places in Qingxi that impressed him the most. The capital city that has lived for a while, and the two places where Mu Shenshang trained and hoarded his troops.

This is the place where they moved after being attacked by the barbarians, in the col.

The army didn't stay here for long, Mu Shenshang came here to reorganize the army, and called several generals on the border to discuss the strategy against the enemy.

At night, the Chinese military tent stayed up all night, Mao Xiaofei sat on the haystack with Fu Dong in his arms, and he fell asleep a little.

"Father!" Suddenly, Fu Dong yelled, and Mao Xiaofei almost fell down in shock.

Mao Xiaofei slapped his son on the head: "I want to scare your father to death! What's the matter?" He glanced down, and nothing happened below.

"When shall we go back to sleep?" Fu Dong curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "I'm sleepy." Holding Mao Xiaofei's lapel, Fu Dong wanted to climb up, but now that he's grown up, he can't curl up like before. In Mao Xiaofei's arms.

Mao Xiaofei supported his buttocks, his eyelids dropped uncontrollably.

"Wait a while until they finish their discussion."

"How do you finish the calculation?"

"Those old men come out of their tents."

"Then what if they never come out?"

Mao Xiaofei was annoyed by the question, and stared: "Then sleep here!"

Fu Dong pinched Mao Xiaofei's shoulder in aggrieved manner, and opened his clothes, his eyes became angry.There were red and purple marks on Mao Xiaofei's neck, and Fu Dong clenched his fists: "When I grow up, I will avenge my father!"

"????" This brat is still childish, and if he is not allowed to sleep in the tent for one night, he will be so angry that he will remember revenge.Mao Xiaofei pinched the back of Fu Dong's neck, making him hum so comfortably.

"Don't trouble your Uncle Mu."

"What uncle, he's only a little bit older than me."

"Then what do you want to call him?" Mao Xiaofei squinted at the back of Fu Dongwu's round head.

"Call the name!"

"Your peers are called by name! If you call him by his first name, wouldn't he have to call me uncle? Am I that old?" Mao Xiaofei poked Fu Dong's bulging cheeks twice, hating the iron.

Fu Dong's mouth was as flat as a duck's, his eyes suddenly lit up, he jumped off Mao Xiaofei's lap, and jumped happily on the haystack twice: "Come out, come out, shall we go to bed?"

He grabbed Mao Xiaofei's little finger to urge him, and he slid down the haystack first.

After returning home, Mao Xiaofei coaxed his son to sleep first, while Mu Canshang next to him was still flipping through the documents, fearing that the candlelight would dazzle his eyes, Mao Xiaofei carried Fu Dong to the small tent next to him.Although the child has been arranged to live in another place, and there are special people to take care of him, most of the time Fu Dong still stays with Mao Xiaofei.

It's just inconvenient at night.

Mao Xiaofei started to meditate as soon as he went to bed. After fighting with others in the Mu Mansion, there was always a surge of true energy in his body, and sometimes it was even difficult to suppress.So when he had some free time, he sat down and adjusted his breath according to the method Ye Jintian taught him.There is one thing that has been pressing on Mao Xiaofei's heart like a big rock.That's what Xu Qi said to him, all crooked ways will always make rapid progress in the early stage, but they can endanger people's lives in the later stage.

Wisps of white air steamed from the top of Mao Xiaofei's head, his face was pale, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mu Shenshang squatted in front of the bed and watched for a long time, but he didn't dare to disturb Mao Xiaofei, he knew that this was a critical juncture of his practice, and if he was disturbed a little, his breath might be broken, causing the martial arts practitioner's blood to rush violently. The blood cannot flow smoothly into the key points, and in severe cases, it will go crazy.

The more you look at Mu Canshang's brows, the tighter he is.

Mao Xiaofei's nose was covered with beads of sweat, and the sweat slipped down his chin and into the skirt of his clothes.On that body, there were many imprints left by him.In the past, the two were more or less restrained, but now Mu Canshang treats Mao Xiaofei like a daughter-in-law. The impact that night gave him was too great, not only the physical pleasure, but also the spiritual fit. Just think about Mao Xiaofei wearing a red hijab Sitting quietly and waiting, there was a rush of hot blood rushing to all parts of his body, making him feel hot all over.

I don't know when this man was able to guard Mu Canshang with a knife. Thinking of Mao Xiaofei, who had no skills at the beginning, Mu Canshang felt a little nostalgic, thinking to himself, if Mao Xiaofei still knows nothing now, he can Easily left him at home.However, Mao Xiaofei like that would not attract him as much as he does now. Nothing can excite a man more than conquering an equally powerful man.

Mao Xiaofei opened his eyes, a flash of tiredness flashed through his eyes, and for a moment he couldn't distinguish the person in front of him.

"Okay?" Mu Canshang had already filled the water and waited, wrung out the handkerchief and came over to wipe Mao Xiaofei's sweat.

"Well, I'm a little hungry." Mao Xiaofei rubbed his sore neck.

"I'll get you something to eat."

When Mu Canshang walked out of the tent, Mao Xiaofei couldn't bear it anymore and leaned forward. He touched his mouth with his hand as if feeling something, the scarlet color made his eyes shrink, and he immediately got down to the ground and found a piece of paper. Black robe, wiped his hands and mouth.

The next day the army assembled and set off, and arrived at the border town of Shangqi and Qingxi three days later.That night, Mu Canshang led a small group of elite soldiers to attack at night, burned the enemy's food and grass, and brought them back near dawn.

Mao Xiaofei didn't kill anyone. After returning to the camp, he broke into his son's tent directly.

"Father?" Fu Dong, who was sitting upright and practicing calligraphy, ran to the bed, only to see Mao Xiaofei was ashamed and filthy, and fell on his bed.

Fu Dong was very dissatisfied, grabbed Mao Xiaofei's arm and shook it: "You haven't taken a shower yet, get up and take a shower."

"Don't wash." Mao Xiaofei said roughly, without opening his eyes, he waved his hand outside: "Let me lie down for a while, can your father lie down on your bed?"

Fu Dong pursed his lips, didn't speak any more, wobbled on his short legs to fetch water, climbed on the bed and wiped Mao Xiaofei's hands and feet.

Mao Xiaofei turned over and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

I didn't know what time it was when I woke up, the tent was pitch black, Mao Xiaofei sat on the bed, rubbing the back of his head blankly.He sat blankly, his mind was full of the fiery red dancing and burning light in the dark sky of last night.It was also in chaos, but this time it was not like in Jielin, where he could not understand what those people were saying, but here, he could hear shouts of killing and begging for mercy.

After the food and grass on the front line are burned out, they will requisition the people's food reserves. This is just the beginning. In fact, there was very little movement last night, and the scope of the impact is not large.

Mao Xiaofei pressed his temples that were throbbing, crossed his legs, and tried to calm down through exercises.

There was the sound of people walking outside the tent, Mao Xiaofei thought it was soldiers on patrol, so he didn't pay much attention.

After a while, his body, which was sitting upright, suddenly tilted to the side.

The tent door opened, and five men in black came in.

The first one went to the bed, squeezed Mao Xiaofei's chin, blew on the tinder, and the faint light jumped on Mao Xiaofei's face, illuminating his face very clearly.

The tinder went out, the man nodded to the crowd behind him, they caged Mao Xiaofei in a sack, carried it by two people, and covered it by three people, and led him out of the Qingxi barracks.

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"What's going on? Why are people still awake? A bunch of trash!"

Mao Xiaofei was woken up by a familiar voice, and his blurred vision gradually narrowed. This was a strange room, not big, his hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, and his hands were tied behind his back.

The voice came from outside the door, and Mao Xiaofei took a lot of effort to remember who the owner of the voice was. He understood everything for a while, and his face became ugly.

It's Yan Ningrong, where is this place? How long has he passed out? Mao Xiaofei tried to struggle a few times, but his internal energy was still there. Although it was running around in his body, Yan Ningrong obviously didn't give him medicine.Yan Ningrong probably never took him seriously, and he didn't think he could escape with his own strength, which was a great thing for Mao Xiaofei.

The door creaked open.

Yan Ningrong has lost a lot of weight, his slender body looks almost torn apart, he used to cherish his appearance the most, but now he has a beard growing around his mouth and he hasn't cleaned it up.A doctor was following behind him, and seeing Mao Xiaofei sitting up, Yan Ningrong was a little happier, and offered a seat to the side for the doctor.

"Let's see how he is doing."

Mao Xiaofei pretended to be weak and leaned against the corner of the bed, staring at Yan Ningrong with guarded eyes: "Don't come here."

"You have smoked a lot of vaping, you should show the doctor, you believe me, I will not treat you like before. I will take you back to Shangnan, be good, and I will not tie you up. An anxious expression floated on Yan Ningrong's handsome face.

Mao Xiaofei said coldly: "I'm fine."

"Doctor Li, see a doctor for him!" Yan Ningrong ordered forcefully, his face darkening.

"I don't know if I'm sick or not? If he touches me, I won't take the medicine. Even if you can make me drink it, I can spit it out."

Yan Ningrong was so angry that he laughed: "Do you know who you are fighting against? What good is being stubborn with me? Let me tell you Mao Xiaofei, there is no one in this life who I want but can't get."

Mao Xiaofei didn't speak.

Yan Ningrong thought he had listened to his own words, and his tone softened: "Are you all right? Is there no place to feel uncomfortable?"

Mao Xiaofei frowned in disgust: "I'm not uncomfortable."

Yan Ningrong's complexion was a little ugly.

"I'm hungry." Mao Xiaofei said again.

"Bring something to eat," Yan Ningrong ordered the servants loudly, and turned his face, almost amiably, "What do you want to eat? I'll ask them to prepare some of your favorite food."

"No need, I like to eat everything, I don't pick my mouth."

Hearing the thorn in Mao Xiaofei's words, Yan Ningrong not only wasn't unhappy, but became more interested, pinched Mao Xiaofei's face: "I'll go tell people, I'm sure they are all good things you haven't seen before, and I'll be right back."

"wait!"

Yan Ningrong turned around with a smile.

"How can I eat when I'm tied up, the place where I'm tied up is uncomfortable." Mao Xiaofei complained.

Yan Ningrong's smile froze on his face, and the cloudy eyes made Mao Xiaofei feel a little guilty. When Yan Ningrong leaned over and his breath sprayed on his face, Mao Xiaofei thought to himself: I'm still too impatient. At least I should let Yan Ningrong Feel free to ask again.

"This king can manipulate you in anything, except running away. If you really dare to escape, this king will definitely catch you back and break your legs. Anyway, there are people who follow this king to serve you, and your legs will be crippled." She can also be my king's concubine." Yan Ningrong let go of Mao Xiaofei's chin viciously, leaving a bright red fingerprint on his skin.

The door is closed.

Mao Xiaofei took a deep breath.

He couldn't panic, he didn't know how many people were guarding outside at this time, so he couldn't act rashly, so he should follow Yan Ningrong first to see the situation.Why did this pampered little prince come to the frontier at this juncture? It couldn't be just to catch himself, he wouldn't come to fight...

As soon as Mao Xiaofei had this idea, he suddenly realized that this is not impossible.

But he never knew that Yan Ningrong could fight. Not only did he not make any military exploits, but in order to prevent Yan's family from becoming big, in Yan Ningrong's generation, the emperor deliberately kept him away from such things.Suspicion clouded Mao Xiaofei's heart, hearing his stomach growling, Mao Xiaofei gave a wry smile.

Mu Canshang’s barracks are too lax, right? He was kidnapped by his ex-husband?