The general's wife is sick

When the old lady Ji arrived in the capital, Ji Liu would not have time to talk to him. If he still wrote homely letters, he would be lost in the sea. Instead of waiting, it is better to take the ruthless medicine directly.

Xiong Jinghai ordered the painter to draw a few spring G pictures according to his strong figure. Due to the special posture, the face of the lower person is cleverly blocked by the upper person, leaving people with infinite space for reverie.

He is most proud of the picture of "playing in the daytime", in broad daylight, bright and clear, the spring breeze is blowing, the leaves are slightly moving, and the two are extremely lingering under the tree.

"Tsk tsk, the painting is really good, go and receive the reward!"

The more Xiong Jinghai looked at the painting, the more satisfied he was. He specially ordered Chen Guan to find high-quality silk, and hired an embroiderer with a lot of money to embroider the picture into a finished product.

Later, this silk painting was collected by Xiong Jinghai personally. This painting is the best treasure for Liao Wei when he misses it. The rest of the scrolls are carefully sealed and put in letters.

The letter fluttered into the capital. After Ji Liu received the letter, he judged from the different thickness of the envelope that there might be something shady inside.

He was slightly moved, but he resisted not opening the letter, turned around and put it in the letter box.

He cooks in person every day, talks with the old lady, and the grandparents and grandchildren go shopping to appreciate the new life of the capital in early spring.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, a sudden spring rain makes the temperature drop suddenly, and the continuous drizzle makes the charcoal stove that has just been put away in the mansion rekindled.

In the evening, when Ji Liu came back from the old lady's room, the charcoal stove in his hand was lukewarm.

Sister Chun checked the charcoal stove, filled the charcoal fire that lasted all night, warmed the bedding for him, and poured hot tea, "Young Master, take a short drink and rest, the servants are on guard tonight, call me if you have anything to do."

"Go back to sleep, it's too cold outside, and the couch is uncomfortable."

Sister Chun knew that he was soft-hearted, and every time Ji Liu thought of her, she only felt that she was lucky in her three lives, and she didn't follow the wrong master, so she smiled and said, "Thank you, young master, that slave has returned to her room."

"Add more charcoal fire in the house, the same goes for the ingredients, add more quilts, if the charcoal fire is not enough, go to the housekeeper Cao to ask for it, the weather changes, this season is the most prone to illness, so be careful."

"Yes, young master, don't worry, you should go to bed early."

Putting down the bed curtain for Ji Liu and closing the door, the sound of Chun's footsteps gradually faded away.

The charcoal fire is warm, the sound of rain outside the window is silent, and the raindrops fall on the bluestone board, giving off a scent of earth.

Suddenly, Ji Liu sat up from the bed, took out a dagger from under the pillow and laid it across his chest with familiarity.

Someone is outside!

The window frame was lifted, and the familiar voice surprised Ji Liu, but felt that his guess was impossible, so he waited quietly with a dagger in his hand.

Until the bed curtain was raised, in the darkness, the charcoal fire gave off a warm dim light, and Xiong Jinghai's figure appeared at the head of the bed.

"Didn't sleep?"

"How did you come back?!"

Xiong Jinghai took the cloth towel hanging on the washbasin to wipe his hair. He didn't expect it to rain in the capital. Although the rain was not heavy, his whole body was soaked at this time, but the rain came just in time, and it just covered him up whereabouts.

"Miss you."

Just two words made Ji Liu silent. For a moment, he got up and got a bathrobe for him. This bathrobe is what he usually wears. To Xiong Jinghai, the size is small, but it is his biggest one. clothing.

"Change it, you have to go back, don't delay the trip."

"I received a letter from my mother that she will enter the palace at the end of the month and report to the emperor to dissolve your marriage with Ah Li."

That's why he ignored the emperor's order and rushed back to the capital for days.

"Wipe dry first." Seeing that Xiong Jinghai stopped moving, Ji Liu stretched out his hand to take the cloth towel, and wiped his face naturally.

"you are not happy?"

"As expected, it's you. You don't know how big a crime it is for a soldier to go back to Beijing without a call, but you dare to take such a risk?"

Xiong Jinghai's heart felt hot, and he stretched out his arms and grabbed Ji Liu's wrist, "I thought you didn't want to see me, so you were worried about me."

Ji Liu raised his eyes to look at him, the warm light of charcoal fire and Xiong Jinghai's face reflected in Tao Hua's eyes.

In the next second, someone held his lips, and his body was brought into the wet and cold embrace. Ji Liu relaxed his body and let others take away the initiative of his body.

The night was silent, the spring rain was continuous, and the atmosphere was just right, but Xiong Jinghai pulled back.

He gasped heavily, holding Ji Liu's arms firmly with both hands, "You know I'm cold, but you still..."

He even deliberately indulged him, knowing that he was reluctant, this little fox knew to plot against him all day long.

"Hehe." Ji Liu smiled brightly, yes, he knew that Xiong Jinghai was reluctant, so he felt relieved and let himself lean over.

"when are we leaving?"

"Yin time."

"Sit down, this tea is not cold yet."

Ji Liu's eyes had fully adapted to the light in the darkness, he fumbled to pour tea at the table, and there was the rustling sound of changing clothes behind him.

After pouring the tea and turning around, I saw Xiong Jinghai sitting on the edge of the bed, his bear eyes burning.

"I will marry you when you and Ah Li break off your marriage."

"Are you so sure that I will marry you?"

Bringing the tea to the bed, Xiong Jinghai took it, and Ji Liu sat down beside him.

The two are side by side.

"You are such an ambitious little fox, looking at the entire dynasty, who else will let you show your face and do what you like to do in the future besides me?" Xiong Jinghai's bait was enough.

"Good deal, very cost-effective."

Xiong Jinghai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he poured the tea into his stomach in one gulp, put the teacup away, and held Ji Liu in his arms.

Ji Liu didn't move.

"That's how you look at our relationship, huh?"

A word "um", with a frivolous tone and an upturned voice, touched Ji Liu's heart.

"By the way, didn't you receive the letter I sent you a few days ago?" Xiong Jinghai suddenly remembered the spring gauze he ordered the artist to make, and asked at this moment.

"Too busy, I haven't had time to watch it yet."

Xiong Jinghai raised his eyebrows, Obsidian's eyes instantly shone brightly, and the bad water in his heart gushed out like a fountain.

"Let's watch together!"

"No need, you take such a big risk to return to Beijing, don't waste your time on "meaningless" things." Ji Liu accentuated the pronunciation of the word meaningless.

"How can it be meaningless, that is the most meaningful thing!"

The prosperity of the dynasty and the protection of the territory all depend on the reproduction of the population, and how can something that can promote population growth be called "meaningless."

Xiong Jinghai strongly disagreed.

"Ha ha."

Ji Liu gave him a sneer, this man has a bad stomach.

Xiong Jinghai turned out his letter box from the bedside familiarly, Ji Liu crossed his arms and stared at him coldly.

At this time, Xiong Jinghai has been completely corrupted by the decadent thought of "wanting to see shameful pictures with his lover", and he has not noticed Ji Liu's emotional changes at all.

The envelope was opened, the rice paper was opened, and the charcoal fire passed through the rice paper, showing the picture on it in front of their eyes.

"..."

Knowing that the bear was full of yellow trash, Ji Liu calmly stepped on his boots.

"Hiss... don't step on it, it will be useless if you step on it again."

The ambiguity in these words made Ji Liu immediately blush, "Shut up!"

"You seduce me all the time and tell me to shut up." Xiong Jinghai shook his arms around the rice paper, letting the paper stand straight in his hands.

"Rough skin and thick flesh!"

"Well, the skin is quite rough, you have touched it, how do you know the thickness of the flesh?"

Ji Liu calmly found a corner of his nightgown, and touched his firm thigh.

Xiong Jinghai's whole body was shaken by the electric touch, and before he could shout out, a burst of pain hit him.

Ji Liu pinches his flesh.

"Liu'er..." There was air leaking between her teeth.

The old lady was right. Compared with his attacking moves, this feminine move is more painful.

Ji Liu felt sorry for him when he came back from Yuzhou all the way, but this guy was very solid, so he didn't need to feel sorry for him at all.

After pinching, Ji Liu pulled his pillow out, "Go to sleep, I will call you when the time comes."

Xiong Jinghai walked behind him carelessly, covered his body with rice paper, and continued to tease Ji Liu, "You don't like makeup, and the room doesn't smell good at all."

Ji Liu shot her cold gaze, "I don't know where General Xiong has been. I like the smell of makeup, so I just go there."

"Dai Mengyun, he is a twin. Although he is dressed as a man, there is always a faint fragrance in his room."

"Can you solve his business?"

Xiong Jinghai put his hands under his head, "No, the emperor did not give a clear reply to this matter."

Under his bohemian surface, how many emotions are hidden, people who don't know him have no way of knowing.

Ji Liu thought for a while, "If you don't reply clearly, it's the emperor's reply. You only need to make Dai Mengyun and Bai Yihuang hide their identities, and then you can take them for your own use."

Xiong Jinghai closed his eyes, thinking about far more than this.

"I've never felt like I had good concentration before."

"Huh?" Suddenly changing the subject, Ji Liu couldn't react for a while.

"In the dead of night, I'm lying on your bed, surrounded by your aura. I'm holding you in the position I want, but I can talk to you calmly." Xiong Jinghai explained.

"Shut up and go to sleep."

Ji Liu resisted the urge to roll her eyes, folded the spread rice paper, and put it in the envelope.

Xiong Jinghai was very strange, "Didn't your aunt teach you about the boudoir after you got engaged?"

If not, why would Ji Liu have no reaction when he saw this kind of thing.

Ji Liu was stunned for a moment, no answer, no answer, no man in his previous life who didn't have Maria Ozawa and Mr. Cang in his computer. Although Mr. Cang is a good man now, he is definitely an entry-level master for men.On the other hand, this kind of half-covered and half-covered things, which want to sell meat but still hold the pipa half-covered, are no longer his style.

He had no choice but to admire the painter.

"If you don't sleep, I'll make you a cup of Menghan tea."

The hand was pulled, and the rough and callused fingers intertwined with his, "You are with me."

"I have disregarded etiquette by allowing you to go to bed, do you really want to try the feeling of being drugged by me?"

If Princess Guangyang doesn't formally announce the dissolution of his marriage with Xiong Zhengli, he will still be Xiong Zhengli's fiancée. He uses this identity to benefit himself, so he has to bear the constraints that this identity brings to him.

The words left my mouth, but my hand didn't come back.

Xiong Jinghai has a strong body. Although he was drenched in the rain, his body temperature has risen now, his body is warm, and his palms are also warm.

"As long as you don't pour my medicine on the day of the bridal chamber, it's fine, the rest of the time is up to you."

"What do you mean?"

Knowing that Ji Liu didn't understand what he said, Xiong Jinghai sat up, leaned into Ji Liu's ear and smiled wretchedly, "As long as you pass the bridal chamber, you will definitely be reluctant to drug me, and if the drug drugs me, no one will serve you."

Slapped Xiong Jinghai back on the pillow, "Shut up and sleep!"

Pulling up the quilt to cover him, Ji Liu let Xiong Jinghai intertwine his fingers, guarding him quietly like this.

Xiong Jinghai kept going on the road without sleep, and changed horses three times on the way, but he was exhausted and sleepy all the way to the capital, just to tell Ji Liu the hope between them.

Even though he could only stay in the capital for a few hours before leaving for Yuzhou, he still came.

Modern people are impetuous, time is too fast, information is exploding, and relationship problems occur frequently.

But here, time is very slow, it takes five days for a letter to reach him from Yuzhou, but Xiong Jinghai can make him receive a letter every day, presumably when the first letter was sent out , and prepared a second letter, they were separated, but their hearts were tightly connected by each letter.

At this moment, Ji Liu couldn't think of anything anymore, all his eyes were on this person who missed him all the time.

His nightgown was narrow, and Xiong Jinghai's broad and stalwart chest showed a V-shaped strong muscle in the nightgown until it was covered by the quilt.

Ji Liu looked away, feeling that she was lustful.