I love the harem with my sweet mouth

frontier.

The setting sun melts gold.

The endless desert is coated with a layer of dark color, and it meets the sky at the end of the earth.

Twilight fell in the blink of an eye, and after the last ray of light disappeared, the sun set and the moon rose, and the tents in the desert were lit up with lights, and the smell of roasted meat wafted around, causing wolves howling on the sand dunes not far away.

Wolves have an instinctive sense of danger. They only dare to howl at the moon, but they dare not go to the barracks for food.

Because they know that there are people licking blood on the tip of their knives.

In one of the tents, Qi Meng's right hand was tightly entangled, so he had to hold the wine bowl with his left hand and drink with his head raised.

"General Qi, tell us the story of how you and Your Majesty conquered the world together..."

A tent was full of wounded people, and there was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen, clamoring for a story.

It is also when men of this age are full of enthusiasm, they like to hear the deeds of some indomitable heroes.

Qi Meng began to talk with the plate of broad beans at his feet, paired with a burning knife.

This talk lasted until midnight.

The crowd listened with gusto and clung to Qi Meng, but Qi Meng had no choice but to pinch the corner of his clothes and pull them out desperately.

"Look, see?"

Everyone is amazed.

Qi Meng hiccupped, "Look...look at the stitching, how fine and tight it is, this is a new dress specially made for me by my wife before she leaves, and the materials are all the most wear-resistant and durable. …”

Everyone suddenly realized, and laughed loudly.

Some of them were young and ignorant, their faces turned red.

Someone asked suspiciously: "General Qi, you are already married? Why haven't you mentioned it before? Is your sister-in-law good-looking?"

Qi Meng put one leg on the edge of the bed, his injured hand was hanging on his knee.

"You general, the person I like, can it be worse? I tell you, to marry a wife is to marry a virtuous man. You don't know that I don't have to do anything when I go home. Your sister-in-law is like offering to a Bodhisattva." Take good care of them all..."

Everyone booed again.

"Brother Meng, please tell the brothers in detail. When we marry a wife in the future, we will also find this style."

After Qi Meng was flattered, he felt like he was going to heaven.

He pointed to the boots on his feet again, "See? Your sister-in-law made it by herself. Your sister-in-law is careful, knowing that our soldiers and wars need soles, so they put the soles in two layers on purpose."

As he spoke, he took off his shoes on his own.

Everyone covered their noses with disgust in their eyes.

"Brother Meng, just say what you want, what are you doing taking off your shoes? Is this trying to poison us to death?"

Qi Meng took out the insoles from his shoes and shook them at the crowd.

"See? This is what your sister-in-law did."

Everyone looked envious.

"Brother Meng, do you have any little sisters in my sister-in-law's natal family? When the war is over, I'll be a matchmaker for our brothers later. , but she has a brute force, the one who loves his wife the most."

Qi Meng patted his chest as a promise.

"Your sister-in-law has a slippery little face, and her waist is so thin, sometimes I'm afraid that I'll pinch someone in half..."

He spoke drunken words in a daze, causing everyone to laugh again.

The war has ceased, and the nations surrendered.

Since he left the capital, it has been nearly two years since he was seen.

That night.

The moon is as cool as water.

Someone fell into a dream with a smile and hope. In the dream, he smiled and washed his feet with water, washed his feet himself, and then helped him to rest.

......

In the first year of Kaiping, at the end of spring.

In the small kitchen, Duozi was kneading dough, and he didn't know what he thought of. He was muttering in his mouth, and he forgot the movement of kneading dough with his hands.

Duofu glanced at him and smiled meaningfully.

"Forget it, you've been talking about it since years ago. If it's about the same, General Qi will be able to go to the capital today."

Duo Zi was a little shy, muttering in a low voice.

"Where am I talking about him?"

Duofu smiled, "Your Majesty, the master and the crown prince are the three serious masters in the palace right now. There are more than enough manpower in the palace. Why don't you take a leave with the master in a while and go back to Qi's mansion to clean up the house."

Duozi continued to make face to face.

"The servants in the mansion cleaned up early in the morning."

Sure enough, before Duo Zi went to ask for leave, Han Qingyang personally came to let him go out of the palace.

afternoon.

The sky is clear and clear, with white clouds blooming on the tile-blue sky, surrounded by mountains in the distance, lush and green.

Many sons set up a pergola, looked and looked, but saw no one.He was muttering to himself, when suddenly the housekeeper jumped up and shouted, "General, the general is back."

Duo Zixun looked at the prestige, originally wanted to wait a while to complain, but when he saw Qi Meng's hands were wrapped in white cloth and hung around his neck, he couldn't care less about these, he hurriedly trotted greeted the past.

I only ran halfway, and felt a little shy, after all, I was in front of outsiders.

He froze on the spot, hesitating, Qi Meng had already rode over, he dismounted swiftly, held his hand with the other hand happily and asked, "Why are you here?"

The little hands are thin and soft.

Duozi wanted to break free, "So many people are watching."

Qi Meng squeezed his hand tightly, and moved it into his arms.

"Brother Ninth has already married your master, so what's the matter with us?"

With the fragrance in his bosom, Qi Meng's heart felt hot.

"Go, get on the horse, let's go home."

......

Qi mansion.

Duozi had already arranged everything, and when he was undressing Qi Meng, Qi Meng hugged him fiercely.

"Wash with me."

Duozi broke away, "Hurry up and wash, and eat after washing."

Qi Meng took a hot bath comfortably, and shaved again, revealing a simple and honest face.

Meals are prepared by Duozi himself.

Qi Meng devoured the meal, "The food at home is still delicious..."

Duozi was afraid that he would choke, so he poured him a cup of tea.

Qi Meng said, "No need, if I'm choking, I'll use wine to suppress it."

Duozi glared at him and put away the flagon.

"Don't drink badly in the future."

Qi Meng resentfully remained silent, and ate his food in suspense.

After dinner.

Qi Meng rubbed his hands and circled around Duozi for a while.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed earlier."

......

The sweat mixed with the sound of heavy breathing gradually subsided.

Duozi's face had a blush that didn't fade away, his head was heavy and his back was so sore.

He rested on Qi Meng's bulging arm, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up again, staring straight at Qi Meng.

Qi Meng's back shivered when he saw it.

"I...I just miss you so much, so the strength was a little heavier just now..."

Duo Zi was silent, staring at his arm.

Only then did Qi Meng realize, and he smiled.

"I didn't lie to you. This arm was really injured. I was stabbed back then, and almost lost my hand. If you don't believe me, look..."

He sent the hideous scar on his arm to Duozi.

Duozi was angry at him for pretending to be injured and lied to him, causing him to worry, but when he suddenly saw the wound, all he felt was distressed.

He reached out and touched the scar, which was wrapped around his arm like a set of centipedes.

"It must hurt."

Qi Meng hugged him into his arms.

"It doesn't hurt. I don't feel any pain at all when I think about you. I thought at the time that even if I lose an arm, I still have a master. I will have a place for the rest of my life. My daughter-in-law is the most affectionate and righteous, no Because I'm missing an arm, I'm not wanted."

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were sealed.

"As long as you come back alive, no matter what you become, I will serve you and serve you for the rest of your life."

......

The wedding date is set on the eighth day of May.

Zhou Yanzong and Han Qingyang brought Zhou Nian'an to the scene together, giving Qi Meng enough face.

Qi Meng greeted the guests at the front and drank a lot of wine.

Zhou Yanzong pulled him aside and patted him on the shoulder.

"Mengzi, you have to think clearly, you have to be nice to others for the rest of your life when you get married."

Qi Meng nodded.

"Ninth brother, all brothers know. We brothers have come all the way, you know brother's personality best, brother, am I the kind of person who waits for you?"

Zhou Yanzong was just explaining in plain words.

"That's good. If you bully Duozi in the future, and Duozi goes to Qingyang and complains, then don't blame Brother Jiu for not helping you."

Qi Meng's eyes widened, he was waiting for him here, fortunately he was touched for a while just now.

The hustle and bustle of the day dissipated.

Qi Meng wobbled back to the room.

Duozi quickly helped him to sit down and poured him a cup of tea.

Qi Meng hooked him into his arms and kissed him.

"My daughter-in-law is so beautiful today."

Duozi blushed and sat down opposite him.

"Qi Meng, I have a question for you, and you must answer me truthfully."

Qi Meng was frightened by his serious appearance, and also sat upright.

"You ask."

Duozi paused, and said: "I am different from Master, it is impossible to give birth to children for you in this lifetime..."

Qi Meng waved his hand.

"I don't think it's a big deal. I was so scared that I was a little sober. It's not a problem. At worst, let's adopt one. When the time comes, pick a good-looking one. The one raised since childhood is the same as the one born. Li Zhuang is an orphan, even his name is fake, and there is no such thing as a continuation of the incense."

With hot eyes, Duozi threw herself into his arms and began to cry.

As soon as he cried, Qi Meng immediately panicked.

"Can you stop crying, I... If you cry again, I will..."

He directly carried the man on his shoulders and walked towards the inner room.

The red candles were burning high, reflecting the bright red happy characters on the doors and windows, making it extraordinarily festive.

The breath is entangled, and the aroma of wine is intoxicating.

"Many children?"

Duozi put his hand on his lips, "I don't have this name, it was changed by the King of Jin when I accompanied my master to Dazhou. My original name is Xiangrui."

"Auspicious?"

Duozi lowered his eyes.

"Actually, this is not my real name. My family was too poor back then, and they sent me to the palace just to exchange a few taels of money for my life. I remember my mother called me Xiaowu, Ding Xiaowu, and I still have a real name, Ding Wencheng. .”

Qi Meng was breathing heavily, and he looked at the clear face of the person below him.

"There is no need to mention the old things. From now on, you are my Qi Meng's daughter-in-law. This Qi's mansion is our home, and we will have our own children in the future."

Duozi nestled in his arms, feeling fluttering in his heart, feeling unreal.

Qi Meng reached out and squeezed his waist a few times.

"How many children do you want?"

Duozi thought for a while, "Two...a man and a woman."

Qi Meng propped up half of his body, and said: "No, I want six, the more the more the more lively."

Duozi looked at his simple and honest face, and kissed him proactively.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The author has something to say: Brother Meng is just so cute. . . . . .