When the storm took the script

Wen Jingxing's non-rejection and non-resistance seemed to have given this person the courage to make trouble, and then there was a burst of verbal entanglement.

He was stunned for a moment, letting Jiu'an make a fuss in his mouth, he woke up and wanted to leave, his neck was already hugged by the sick and dying man, the tip of his tongue lightly brushed his lips, licking along his tear stains.

Wen Jingxing would be a fool if he didn't realize that what the military doctor said was mixed with water.

The tip of Jiu'an's tongue was still wet with tears, feeling that Wen Jingxing didn't respond at all, he parted his lips, rubbing his head against his neck flatteringly: "Master..."

Wen Jingxing's lips were trembling all the time, he didn't know whether it was from shock or anger, he opened his lips and asked hoarsely, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"No!" Seeing him straighten up, Jiu An was afraid that he would think that he was being deceived and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly put his arms around his neck, wrapped his legs around his waist, and quickly explained, "Really not, I didn't even know you were here." , It was General Xiao's idea. The remaining Huns after the last victory were too cunning. General Xiao led his men to chase them several times but failed to catch up. It happened that I..."

After a pause, Jiu An secretly glanced at the expressionless master, and continued, "I took advantage of the opportunity to spread the news that I was seriously injured and died, and waited for them to show their feet and annihilate them in one fell swoop. I will be able to go home and celebrate the New Year with you... ..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiu'an knew that he must be very angry, just hanging on him like this, his stiff breathing could not be heard.

But he was faintly happy, after three years, he could finally be in the arms of his master again, smelling his smell, listening to his heartbeat...

It's no longer worrying about spending a month waiting for a letter from Baba, but the master, the master who can have a skin-to-skin relationship with him.

Wen Jingxing let him hang on his body, remained motionless, his eyes swept over him inch by inch, and asked hoarsely, "Where is it hurt? Does it hurt?"

Jiu'an took his hand and put it over his heart: "It doesn't hurt."

As he spoke, he hooked his neck with one hand, and reached for the pillow on the bed with the other, and took out a plaque made of black gold from underneath.

Wen Jingxing sent it to him along with the letter at that time.

After Jiu'an left Hou's mansion, all things related to the shadow guard were destroyed.

Wen Jingxing saw that he was reluctant to let go of the "Dark Nine" sign, so he made a piece for him according to the same style, with the words "Wen Jiu'an" engraved on the front, and the organization that Dark Nine belonged to originally engraved on the back. , but he changed it to: Wen Jingxing's wife.

Wen Jingxing stared at the sign in his hand, there was a small hole pierced by an arrow in the middle of the sign.

Jiu'an took Wen Jingxing's hand, and lightly bit his fingertips: "I'm really fine, the arrow went straight to my heart, and it happened to be blocked by this sign, and I only inserted a little bit, so I don't need to look for it." Military doctor, master just apply the medicine to me."

Wen Jingxing gritted his teeth, pursed his lips and trembled, he forcefully pushed away the hands that were imprisoning his neck, his eyes were indifferent, except for the red circles around his eyes, there was no other emotion at all.

Every move seems to convey a word, I don't want you anymore.

Jiu An was frightened by him, and hugged him even tighter: "No, don't be angry, I won't let you go, don't go! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Release." Wen Jingxing touched the back of his neck, his cold fingers felt the warm beating under the skin, his breathing became heavier, and he ordered again, "Wen Jiu'an, come down!"

Jiu An had never heard him call his name in such a harsh voice, and froze for a moment.

He didn't resist anymore, Wen Jingxing tore him off his body and threw him on the bed.

"Don't throw me away..."

Jiu An was really scared, he wanted to grab Wen Jingxing's hand, but he was afraid of being thrown off, so he dragged his sleeve down little by little, and finally only dared to touch his finger lightly.

Wen Jingxing lowered his head and looked at him, he was a mighty general at any rate, but now he was like an abandoned big dog, his dark eyes had already been covered with mist, full of prayer and fear.

"Wen Jiu'an."

Wen Jingxing squatted down, took out a dagger from the skirt of his clothes, and cut open the bandages wrapped around his body bit by bit. When he saw that the hidden skin inside was really a wound the size of a thumb as he said, it had already healed. scab.Wen Jingxing took a deep breath.

He retracted the dagger, but he couldn't get it back because his hand shook twice.

Jiu An straightened his upper body, held it in his hand, and led him to sheath the dagger.

Blinking his eyes, hot tears dripped on the hands they held.

He lowered his head: "You can punish me, you can punish me however you want, don't want me."

Wen Jingxing didn't speak.

Jiu An suddenly took the dagger into his hand. He held the handle, which was engraved with complicated patterns and even embedded with two precious stones. It looked impressive at first glance.

"You can use it, as long as you calm down, don't, don't want me..." Jiu An knew that he had offended people, but no one had ever taught him how to calm down people in the correct way.

Those memories that once made him miserable are now like the last straw, making him choose the worst one among countless methods, and quickly take off his underwear: "You punish me, punish me..."

Wen Jingxing took the dagger from his hand, his lips moved slightly, and he almost squeezed two words between his teeth.

"Get down."

Jiu An didn't know what he wanted to do, subconsciously did the most suitable kneeling position for Cheng Huan, his heart beat unstoppably fast, no matter what it was, as long as it was the master, he was willing.

Wen Jingxing really wanted to punish him, even two of his horses ran down, and after driving for half a month, he originally wanted to have a good time with him, but it was such a big surprise in front of him.

In a hurry and anger, Wen Jingxing clasped his palm on the back of his head, pressed his head into the soft pillow, and slapped him several times without staying strong.

An Jiu lost his vision, and any feeling was magnified infinitely. He only felt ashamed and uncomfortable, and he didn't feel any pain at all. Afraid of doing something to offend his master, he curled up his feet slightly, and begged Wen Jingxing for mercy in a low voice: "Owner……"

Wen Jingxing stopped: "Does it hurt?"

That bit of strength was incomparable to any injury he had ever suffered. An Jiu's breath was unsteady, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and he was holding on to the bedding tightly with both hands.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

Oh, that's cool.

Wen Jingxing withdrew his hand, and picked up the dagger that was casually thrown aside. Just as the cold metal handle touched the shrinking warm skin, Jiu An was short of breath and shivered slightly because of fear.

"Be patient."

Jiu'an froze and didn't move.

"Please, please master...use..."

Wen Jingxing felt that he probably tapped the acupuncture points, originally to scare him, but now his heart aches.

Unable to bully him any longer, he turned Jiu'an over and hugged him in his arms, looked at his pale face from fright, and put his lips on his face in a comforting manner.

Afterwards, one after another fell on the scars on his upper body, Jiu An thought that Wen Jingxing was comforting him, but in fact he was comforting himself by feeling the gradually accelerating heartbeat under the skin.

I don't know how long after kissing, Wen Jingxing felt that he was slowly recovering, and the pain that had been lingering in his heart for a while now suddenly came out vigorously.

All the fears accumulated in the three years of reporting good news and not reporting worries all vented out. He buried his head in Jiu'an's arms, and tears burst into tears where he couldn't see.

"You scared me to death..."

Jiu An was at a loss for a moment, he had never encountered such a scene before, he was crying in his master's arms in the past, and he never thought that today's scene would happen.

The master cried very subduedly and didn't make a sound. Jiu'an felt endless sadness in his heart. He would rather the master punish him severely and never fight back. It's much better than seeing him like this now.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault..." Jiu'an has always been clumsy, and now he can't say coaxing words. Thousands of words are stuck in his throat, and the soreness in his eyes increases with the warm liquid in his chest. tears.

Wen Jingxing was really frightened at first, and he could only feel at ease when he heard his heartbeat, but he didn't expect that as soon as he fell into his arms, his nose would feel sour, and endless grievances and fears rushed up. Can't help it.

Cry as you please, it's in Madam's arms anyway, there's nothing shameful about it.

The crescent moon hangs on the top of the tree, covered by a passing cloud, some torches of the vigil are lit, and it is heard that under the deliberate instruction of General Xiao, the lieutenant general's tent is not allowed to be stretched no matter what sounds are made inside.

Wen Jingxing turned off the lamp in the tent, stretched his hand inside Jiu'an's coat, counted the scars he hadn't seen in the past three years, kissed him softly, and asked him how he got it.

Jiu'an also forgot at first, but when he asked him, he thought about it carefully, but he didn't dare to tell him in detail. He just said which battle it was, what weapon he was injured by, and didn't talk about how bad the injury was, whether it hurt or not. pain.

Wen Jingxing took his hand and gently kneaded it: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt." Jiu'an hugged him obediently, leaned forward and kissed his chin, "I just feel wronged, obviously I'm not a person who can't stand a little bit of suffering, but suddenly I'm spoiled by you."

"It seemed to hurt a little once." Jiu An raised his head and glanced at Wen Jingxing secretly, feeling that his hand was a little heavy, he paused and continued, "I didn't fall asleep all night, and the medicine was very bitter. , I really want to eat the candied fruit you gave me. I think about it, but I can’t think about it. It’s just a small bag, and it was split open by the Huns and scattered on the battlefield.”

Wen Jingxing naturally knew how stingy his family's miser was. A small bag of candied fruit was definitely hidden in the innermost part of his clothes. When he slashed at it, he pierced through his armor and slashed straight into his flesh. How painful it was...

Jiu'an felt that the strength holding him was getting heavier, he hooked his lips, pursed his mouth and said: "I was really angry that night, I was really angry, I was so angry that I cried all night, and the next day my eyes were swollen from crying , was laughed at by Yuan Xiong for several days."

Wen Jingxing held his lips and kissed him for a while: "Don't be angry, I brought you a lot this time, when I get home, I'll make it for you to eat."

"...I'm not greedy." Jiu An took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "It's because you gave me that I don't want to lose anything. Wen Jingxing, are you stupid...I want to cry because I miss you."

"Ah."

Wen Jingxing held him in his arms and let him cry, stroking his back over and over again: "Jiu'an, I am selfish and have no patriotic feelings. All I know is that you are my Jiu'an and my wife first, and then you are my wife. It's Daxing's general. Can you stop working so hard on the battlefield in the future?"

After a while, Jiu'an wiped away the snot and tears in his arms, and said with red eyes, "I'm afraid I'll stay at the border for a long time, and you won't wait for me."

Wen Jingxing pulled a piece of cloth casually and wiped his face: "Wait, I'm planning to die with you, what are you afraid of. We still have a long, long future, Jiu An, only you live, These can be achieved.”

"Yeah." Jiu An responded softly, "But I really miss you..."

Wen Jingxing's heart was pulled, so why not him.If this battle continues for another three to five years, not to mention Jiu An, he will really go crazy, and I don't know if he can tell His Majesty if there is any errand that he can join the army.

The two of them didn't do anything, they listened to each other's heartbeat and hugged for a while.

Jiu'an didn't know that Wen Jingxing had already started thinking about applying for a job transfer with the emperor. After venting all kinds of mixed emotions, he felt refreshed and looked at Wen Jingxing obsessively through the dim moonlight. His body had been absent for a long time. The reaction is also awakened.

"Master." His ears were reddish, his chin rested on Wen Jingxing's shoulder, and he said sullenly, "It's said that Xiaobie is better than Xinhuan, why didn't you react at all?"

"Want it?" Wen Jingxing's thoughts were interrupted, his brows raised, and he said in a nonchalant manner, "I'm so scared by you, I don't want to do anything."

"It's okay, you lie down, I'll come." Relying on the dim light in the military tent, he couldn't see his blushing face clearly at this time, turned over and sat on Wen Jingxing's body, leaned over and rubbed his face, intentionally Learning to draw the fox demon in the book to seduce people, not to mention charming, the voice is low and hoarse with trembling, easily arousing Wen Jingxing's desire.

"Master, I don't remember whether these wounds hurt or not, but I remember the various dreams I had when I missed you in the past three years. I was in the military tent with you, and you removed my armor and pressed me on the couch; I will go spring outing with you, bed on horseback, Shi Yunyu; I will go hunting with you, I will hunt the head wolf for you, and give you the bloody fangs, and you will be happy, press me in the snow..."

These Meng Jiu'an had described them in a letter with him in great detail. He is not a literati, and he does not know how to write obscure and gorgeous articles. Feel every inch of your body.

These letters made Wen Jingxing suffer from insomnia for many nights, and also made him have many beautiful dreams related to it.

Wen Jingxing said: "There are people guarding outside the tent, aren't you afraid of Jiu'an?"

"Don't be afraid." In the darkness, Jiu'an lightly gnawed at his earlobe, "There is nothing shameful about my wife and I performing Zhou Gong's ceremony, but tomorrow the master may be looked at twice more by these insiders."

A few drops of bodhi water poured into the two petals of the red lotus.

"Master...it's so good." After the rain cleared, Jiu'an lay on Wen Jingxing's shoulders and wrapped his fingers around his hair. His brows were bent down, and he said with a smile, "If you plant seeds in winter, you can harvest them next autumn." gone?"

Wen Jingxing hugged him in his arms, he didn't want to at first, but Jiu'an made trouble on purpose, and couldn't control his mind when he was confused.

But since he said this, it means that the three-year war is finally coming to an end.

Wen Jingxing subconsciously wanted to set the classic flag: get married after the battle is over.

Immediately shut up, and gave Jiu An a kiss, "I really hope she doesn't come, the erotic meat that I raised so hard is almost gone, if she comes now, she will fight for nutrition with you, and I don't know when she will be here again." Get back fat."

He said it lightly, but in fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but he didn't want Jiu An to be pregnant at all. The old illness hadn't healed yet, and now he had a new injury, so he really didn't dare to take a gamble.

Three days later, the news that Vice General Wen died of his serious injuries spread widely.

After changing his appearance, Jiu An pushed all the affairs of General Xiao to General Xiao, dragged his wife to find a place where no one was around to ride with him, and pestered his wife Shi Yunyu.

After a lot of nonsense, finally ushered in the final battle.

Before Wen Jingxing left, he personally put on the armor for Jiu An and sent his young general to the battlefield.

Jiu An hugged his waist, did not act coquettishly as usual, just said: "Wait for me to come back."

"it is good."

Wen Jingxing handed over the sword: "I'll wait for you here, for my husband to return."

The Huns originally came with the intention of hurting both sides, even if they lost, they would bite Daxing hard, but they did not expect that Wen Jiuan, who was already seriously injured and died, fell like a divine soldier and caught them by surprise. Even though the Huns kept dispatching troops General, but he was just dying, watching the soldiers and horses rushing into the tiger's mouth like sheep, and the whole army was wiped out.

Even General Xiao was stunned. Did Wen Jiuan take drugs or went crazy? The surname is General, the Xiao family army, you don't need to fight, you have to be scared out of your guts.

Tsk tsk, what a mad wolf.

After this battle, the century-old war between Daxing and the Xiongnu came to an end with the Xiongnu becoming a vassal.

On New Year's Eve, the sky was full of snow, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

Emperor Qionglin hosted a banquet in honor of all the soldiers who returned from the front line triumphantly.

The lights in the hall are like daylight, and the clothes are fragrant and the shadows on the temples.

At the banquet, Wen Jiu'an, who was awarded the title of Great General of Hussars, was given a lot of rewards for meritorious deeds. I don't know if he was drunk or for other reasons. To grant marriage."

In an instant, the cups were changed at the banquet, and the civil servants and generals who had drunk too much immediately fell silent, and looked straight at the general in the middle.

"Oh?" The emperor on the stage took the wine glass from the queen's hand, drank it down, looked at the general who had made great achievements for him off the court, and asked with a smile, "Which lady does the general have his eye on?"

Wen Jiu'an said, "It's not Miss."

"Then you are the son?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, "General Wen, tell me, if the other party agrees with you, I will make the icing on the cake, so why not give me a marriage?"

"Yes..." Wen Jiuan's gaze passed through the shadows of fragrant clothes, golden crowns and silver ornaments, and his eyes fell on the man who was sipping wine in the shadow of the corner.

Four eyes facing each other.

Wen Jiu'an couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, his palms were sticky and already drenched with sweat.

Finally, when the man put down the wine glass, he pursed his lips and smiled at him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes back to the emperor, and said loudly: "It's the second son of Zhongyonghou, Wen Jingxing."

All the ministers were in an uproar, and their eyes shifted between the two, even Zhongyonghou and Hou Dagong became the focus of everyone's onlookers for a while.

The emperor seemed to have expected it long ago, and was not surprised. He glanced over Zhongyonghou, and finally stopped on Wen Jingxing, and asked with great interest, "What do you think, Qing Wen Ai?"

"minister……"

Wen Jingxing paused, and looked again at the handsome man in the center of the hall. He was no longer the nameless shadow hiding in the shadows, but now the sharp sword was out of the sheath, and the eagle struck the sky. Everyone admired him General.

How lucky he is.

How lucky...

Everyone in the hall was waiting for his reply, Wen Jingxing was a little nervous for a moment, his heart was beating like thunder, he stepped out of his seat, knelt down and saluted, his voice was not high but firm enough.

He said: "I also love the general, so I am willing."

The author has something to say:

There should be two more, in fact, it can end here.

Big marriage and childbirth, if you don’t want to watch the childbirth, you can skip it~

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