I just want to tease the general

In the fifth year of Jingyuan, Mrs. Shangshu wantonly collected portraits of women from various families.

Everyone knows that Mrs. Shangshu intends to choose a wife for her son, Qi Lunheng, who is now the founding general.

The capital suddenly became lively, and no one knew how many women who hated marrying the general Yushu Linfeng were handsome and wanted to be favored alone.

Royal study.

The little emperor listened to the palace man's report, his eyes were full of frost, and at the end he raised his hand and knocked the things on the table to the ground.

The fingers in the sleeves of the Minghuang dragon robe tightened, wishing to order the killing of those women who recommended themselves!

The palace man was taken aback, knelt down on the ground and carefully picked up the memorial.

Chu Jing waved away the palace people, locked himself in the room, and was fascinated by the portrait of the general.

In the evening, Qi Lunheng was summoned into the palace, saying that His Majesty had something important to discuss.

Just as Qi Lunheng entered the palace, the old eunuch who came to him shook his head at him.

In other words, it's not important.

Qi Lunheng frowned. After five years of fighting, the elegance of his body had faded, and when he straightened his face, a murderous aura erupted from within.

The old eunuch led him outside the imperial study and motioned him to go in to persuade him.

Qi Lunheng was at a loss, not knowing why this was a show off.

He pushed open the door and went in, closing the door behind his back. There was no abnormality in the surroundings, except for the occasional sound of wine jars falling to the ground.

He walked in quickly, only to see Chu Jing's clothes were messed up on the soft slump of the imperial study room, the wine was spilled all over the floor, and he leaned crookedly to one side.

As if hearing footsteps, Chu Jing raised his eyes and looked over, the blankness in his eyes turned into surprise, and when he remembered something, he lowered his eyes in aggrieved sadness.

Qi Lunheng's heart tightened because of his changed expression.

He quickly walked to the edge of the soft bed, snatched the wine in his hand, put it aside, picked him up and placed him on the soft bed.

Chu Jing wrapped his hands around his neck and refused to let go, "Ah Heng, I don't want you to marry a wife."

Qi Lunheng was stunned for a moment, sat down on the soft bed, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and asked him, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Aheng, don't marry a wife, okay?"

Qi Lunheng's heart choked, he held his waist, let him sit face to face on his lap, "Then what do you want?"

Qi Jing leaned close to him, stuck to his body, hugged his neck, and kissed him carefully, "I like you."

Qi Lunheng clasped his waist with one hand and pinched his chin with the other, restrained and coaxing, "But I'm your subject."

Chu Jing burst into tears, stubborn and wronged, "I don't want you to be my subject!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to nibble on Qi Lunheng's lips, hugged him tightly, and murmured: "I don't allow you to marry a wife, you are mine! You can only want me!"

Qi Lunheng raised his hand to cover his head, imprisoned him in his arms rebelliously, leaned over and deepened the kiss, and did not let go until the person in his arms was out of breath, "What about you?"

"I am just like you, and I am only yours."

The little emperor's eyes were slightly red, and the mottled tears on his face were still there. He was persistent, sincere and cute, and aroused pity.

"Okay." Qi Lunheng pressed his forehead against his.

The drunk-eyed little emperor was full of joy, hugged his waist, and leaned into his arms.

Qi Lunheng's eyebrows and eyes were soft, full of doting.He took off the half-moon five-color pattern jade pendant on his waist, and hung it on Chu Jing's waist, "This is a token of love."

The person in his arms rubbed his neck and fell into a deep sleep.

It's a pity... the hangover little emperor woke up the next day and didn't remember it, as if it was just a dream of Qi Lunheng...

Full of joy, only sadness remained, but when the war resumed, Qi Lunheng simply asked for an order to go out again... This trip lasted for four years.

Back to reality, Qi Lunheng looked at Shang Qi Jing with puzzled and cautious eyes, and asked him: "How much do you remember when you were drunk last time?"

"Ah?" Qi Jing's eyes widened suddenly, "How do you know I was drunk?"

Qi Lunheng's face was paralyzed, this is exactly the same habit, I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing!

"No drinking in the future."

Qi Jing curled his lips, met his serious eyes, and had no choice but to take his dissatisfaction back to his stomach.

"Let's go."

"Oh."

Qi Jing followed him, shrinking his neck like a pitiful little one.

Qi Lunheng glanced at him, slowed down his pace, and stood beside him calmly.