I raised a husband in ancient times

The emperor died, and the new emperor ascended the throne.

The world was amnesty, and the name of the year was changed to Jing'an after Yuan Yuan, and the Dajing Kingdom began to enter a prosperous age.

Of course that's for later.

Xie Cheng arranged in advance for the national defense army to arrest the rebellious city guards on standby outside the city, and fought bloody battles with the army secretly cultivated by the uncle of the country and the eldest prince. There was no reason for such a big commotion.

【Master, it’s been a long time since I’ve had such a good time. I even miss the days when zombies were massacred in the last days. I can’t kill a hundred people. Master, don’t always rob people. 】

Lu Yiming rubbed his sore shoulders, and took a basin of well water to wash the blood on his hands and face. He didn't want Little Xingxing to be afraid when he smelled the blood.

[I prefer the leisurely life here. How can people sleep until they wake up naturally in the fearful life of the last days? 】

【You are lazy. 】

Lu Yiming didn't deny it, but it felt good to fight side by side with Xiao Miao again, especially on a large scale. It was like re-polishing rusty iron to reveal a brand new weapon, still sharp.

Some time ago, he bet most of the operating income of the hot pot restaurant and wine shop on Xiao Miao. After many months of supplementing with precious medicinal materials from heaven and earth, he finally recovered to the level before crossing. This is also the reason why he can enter the palace with peace of mind.

In addition to acting as thugs, the seedlings are not useless on weekdays. The most intuitive understanding is that the fruits in the yard seem to have stronger medicinal effects and can be sold for more money.

"Husband, is it over?"

Hearing that there was no movement outside the house, Pei Xing carefully opened a crack in the door and peeked at the situation with one eye.

Lu Yiming's voice came from a distance, as if he was dragging something: "It's solved, it's cold in the yard, don't come out."

On the snow-covered ground, only red, white and black remained. Pei Xing caught a glimpse of a person whose head had been buried in the snowdrift. Blood was bubbling around his neck and soaking into the snow. door to door.

Little Corn stopped crying after entering the room, and now she was lying on the bed curiously looking towards him, Pei Xing touched the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and covered his chest to hypnotize himself.

If, if officers and soldiers come to inquire, he will say that these people were killed by snow falling from the sky!It has nothing to do with your husband!

The 19 people were lying in a row in the warm house, and Xiao Miao was heavy-handed. The group of people would gradually wake up at night, and the snow was still falling outside. He stood at the door and waited for the goose feather snow in the yard to cover the blood on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Cheng's adjutant came to support with a letter, and the solemn army broke through the door. What they saw was the unpacked corpses on the ground, and the lonely former instructor in front of the lobby door, who was smiling at them with tea nod.

The adjutant looked down at his feet, then silently took a step back, revealing a piece of black cloth under his feet.

He said why he felt that his feet were not right, and his emotions were stepping on his body.

The snow was covered with blood-red splatters, and they could only tell from the corners of the black clothes that the piles of snow bumps were fallen people one by one. mention the highest.

At the same time, he was very happy.

Fortunately, the other party was from their side.

The adjutant called out with a complicated expression: "Coach Lu."

Lu Yiming nodded and asked, "How is the situation in the palace?"

The adjutant didn't say much: "The prince and your lord have their own arrangements."

After Lu Yiming nodded to show that he knew, he didn't say anything more. Since the corpses in the yard were disposed of, he didn't need to worry about anyone coming to attack him, so he could leave the lobby.

All the servants were unconscious, and without help, he turned around and went to the kitchen to heat some milk himself.

Pushing the door open amidst the wind and snow, Lu Yiming closed the door with one foot and bolted the door with one free hand.

When he approached, Pei Xing wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his head in his abdomen. Lu Yiming's warm palms followed his head one by one, and said softly, "I made you worry."

Pei Xing withdrew his head and shook his head, pulled the big palm on top of his head and pressed it against his cheek, closed his eyes and rubbed it lightly, the heat was transmitted from the tight skin, he felt relieved, and then slowly opened his mouth: " Peace is good enough."

After feeding the little corn, Pei Xing coaxed the little corn to sleep. The child slept a lot. Normally, this time is already the nap time for little Xingxing, but today he opened his bright eyes abnormally, staring at the door and refusing to sleep. go to sleep.

Lu Yiming kissed Little Corn on the face, and said with a smile, "Father and son are united, are you worried about me?"

Perhaps because she really felt the peace of mind conveyed by her father, Little Corn slowly closed her eyes, which she had been struggling with, and this time she did not make a fuss again.

Pei Xing put the little corn beside Lu's mother, and covered the two of them with a quilt. He looked at Lu's mother's unconscious face, and was a little worried: "Is mother okay?"

"Don't worry, the medicine given by Xiao Miao only has drowsiness effect and has no other side effects." Lu Yiming held his husband's somewhat cold hand in his hand, heaved a sigh of relief, and rubbed the back of his hands for him, "There is no need to worry outside the door, thank you Cheng's adjutant is cleaning up the mess outside, they have their own arrangements in the palace, we just wait for them to come back."

Without Pei Xing asking questions, Lu Yiming told him all the things he was worried about. Pei Xing put his head on his shoulder, and Lu Yiming hugged him: "Did my husband experience these terrifying scenes every day in his last life?"

"Well," Lu Yiming didn't hide it. In order to make Pei Xing relax, he slowly rubbed his thumb on the sensitive part of the opponent's lower back, trying to comfort him, "It was true in the past few years, and it will be better in the next few years."

But not one against a hundred, but one against a thousand times, although in this case he will avoid danger urgently, that is, 36 counts, let's go first.

A person's power is limited after all.

Pei Xing said he was hiding in the house obediently, but in fact he sneaked through the crack of the door and locked on Lu Yiming's figure. Several times his husband was in deep prison, he bit his finger to keep himself from screaming, fearing that his voice would be leaked Influence your husband's actions.

Witnessing the incomparable tacit understanding between her husband and Xiao Miao, he suddenly felt that her husband and him were people from two worlds.

Husband, do you want to go back to the original world?

Do you find it boring to stay in Dajing Kingdom?

Husband and Xiao Miao are so powerful, will they be like gods one day, ranking in the fairy class, disregarding the mundane world?

After a few seconds of silence, Pei Xing finally asked out the real panic that was hidden deep inside: "Will the husband still leave? It seems that he came to Dajing, and one day he will quietly arrive in other places, marry and have children with others."

Pei Xing's terrified eyes made Lu Yiming's heart tremble violently. It had been a long time since he consummated the house, he had not seen such a scared look on the other side. He stared at the star-like deer's eyes without answering, but bent down Enough of that piece of softness, from tenderness to rage, the tip of the tongue is lingering, as if to rub the person in his arms into his body.

How many days and nights has the person on his heart endured for this.

Xiao Xingxing has never rejected Xiao Miao. He thought that the other party has completely accepted the existence of Xiao Miao and his supernatural powers. At first, it may be really just curiosity, but as more contact is made, Xiao Miao and him show a different personality than ordinary people. The place has gradually become the heart disease of the little star.

The huge gap between the two of them once again shook the confidence he had finally built up for Little Xingxing, and before he knew it, it was deeply rooted and incomprehensible.

And this time, one against a hundred is probably the culmination of this uneasiness.

Afraid that he would disappear, afraid that he would leave.

Tasting a hint of salt on his lips, Lu Yiming stopped his fierce movements and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "A place without a husband is not a home, where do you want me to go?"

He was the only one in Little Xingxing's shining eyes, and the deep affection in his eyes filled his whole heart, and the throbbing in his heart gushed out again.

This is the first and only time.

Lu Yiming bowed his head and formally confessed in his ear: "I love you, Pei Xing."

……

Yingli and the others did not return all night, and the news of the emperor's death spread throughout the streets and alleys. Every household replaced the red lanterns overnight and hung up white ones.

The country cannot be without a king for a day. According to the edict of the previous emperor, all the ministers invite a new king.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the new emperor ascended the throne and presided over the overall situation. The entire capital was not covered with red silk, and the city was full of black.

Lu Yiming asked the new emperor to resign earlier. As an imperial physician, his reputation as an imperial physician was unfair. Although the emperor and the imperial physicians all wanted him to stay and serve, he did not intend to do so.

He wants to go home!

He wants to be a daddy!

He wants to be in bed with Little Xingxing every day...

Why do you want to stay here, stay at home with your wife, isn't it good to eat and wait to die?

It's not that he has no money.

Lu Yiming walked gracefully and freely.

Three months later, Kai Enke.

He was beaten in the face.

At that time, how bold and ambitious I was in front of the emperor, threatening that I would be a salted fish at home. This time, I took the first place in the provincial examination and participated in the palace examination. When I saw the emperor who was smiling but not smiling, my face hurt so much.

After he resigned, he became the coach again, but this time he trained elite soldiers for Gu Huan.Sleep until you wake up naturally every day, teach some fighting skills and share combat strategies in the afternoon, bring your baby at night, and communicate with little stars at a negative distance in the middle of the night.

This day was really happy, and Lu Yiming really wanted to live like this, but it was broken by Xiao Xingxing's inadvertent words after drunk.

Recently, a lot of story books have been published in the capital. Ever since Xiao Xingxing learned to read characters, he has always had the habit of reading books. Recently, he especially loves reading story books. He once accidentally glanced at them in the bookcase, but he didn’t know that they were hidden by Xiao Xingxing. Where did he go, probably out of embarrassment.

As a democratic and good husband, of course he would not deprive Fulang of this little hobby.

So there was a story about being drunk one day.

Little Xingxing, who has always been shy in bed, "plays crazy" with him after drinking for the first time.

The drunk little Xing Xing stumbled, Lu Yiming let him push him down on the bed, and listened to him carefully. He thought it was a love story, but he uttered it in a bureaucratic tone: "What a champion, wearing red clothes, Today, I will catch your son-in-law under the list, and I will take you back to be my husband-in-law~"

Pei Xing's boneless hands fanned Lu Yiming's body. The latter's eyes deepened, and he grabbed his hands and asked dangerously, "Where did you learn Mandarin?"

Lu Yiming asked twice before letting the little alcoholic obediently take out the scripture book hidden in the small box. He blushed and wobbled out the booklet, flipped a certain page skillfully and handed it to him. He pointed to his eyes Confused and unable to read the words, he randomly pointed to a place and said sweetly: "Here, I learned it here. This is the most popular script in the capital. I am the only one!"

Pretty proud?

Lu Yiming read the content of the script at a glance, the brave Shuang'er in it really said that, Little Xingxing said every word, does this mean he is being practiced?

He raised his pretty eyebrows and set his sights on the cover.

"The Unruly Brother and the Pretty Number One Scholar"?

I didn't expect you to be such a rebellious little star, and I didn't blame you at the beginning.

Lu Yiming pinched his small mouth, his eyes were a bit complicated: "Little Xingxing wants to see me in the champion uniform?"

Pei Xing's eyes flickered, like starlight shining into the deep sea, he pouted his red and swollen mouth, and nodded fiercely: "It looks good! Think!"

After finishing speaking, he laughed to himself, not knowing what strange picture his little head was secretly poking about.

Looking at this scene, Lu Yiming felt itchy, and said impulsively, "How about showing me your husband's clothes?"

"it is good!"

An excited person jumped up and almost knocked his head. He quickly pulled him back, but they both fell on the bed, and Lu followed the trend.

Pei Xing who woke up the next day recalled what happened last night. Although he was a little shy and afraid to face it, he still did not forget Lu Yiming's promise: "Husband really wants to come back with the champion?"

Hearing this, Lu Yiming already regretted it. Yesterday he was half impulsive, half half borrowing the energy of the little star, thinking that the other party would not remember, so the atmosphere made him blurt out, and he didn't really intend to give up the current life of salted fish.

What's more, he doesn't want to do something that has no benefits. If Fulang can...

Seeing that he didn't answer, Pei Xing's face collapsed.

Lu Yiming couldn't see this expression, so he quickly made amends: "Of course it's true, when did my husband lie to you?"

The lost little deer's eyes lit up again, and Lu Yiming's heart tightened when he saw it. He was sad that someone in the beauty gate had ended his leisurely life, so there was an embarrassing situation after meeting the emperor's eyes today.

This year's palace examination strategy discussion is a little different. It is divided into two sessions, one is writing, and the other is face-to-face discussion.

Lu Yiming has a thick skin, and naturally this matter will not affect his mentality during the real school exams. It can be said that he answered the answers fluently, talked freely, and did not look guilty at all.

He breathed a sigh of relief after walking out of the hall, the emperor's playful eyes really made one's scalp tingle.

Although he has confidence in himself, seeing Fulang anxious at home and waiting for the result in the past few days, he can't help but feel a little uneasy, not because he is afraid that he won't win, but because he is afraid that Little Xingxing will be disappointed.

On May [-]th, at the Grand Ceremony of Chuanlu, Wu Gong gave birth to a uniform, waiting for the edict to be read out.

"In the first year of Jing'an, the martial arts department unveiled the list, No. 1 Lu Yiming, from Jushui Town, Jiangzhou Prefecture. No. 2..."

The moment Lu Yiming heard the name, he was determined.

He doesn't need to worry about riding and shooting skills, etc. The only thing he is uncertain about is strategy theory. After all, many of his ideas are far from those of the contemporary era, and even deliberate practice can't change some details.

He can feel that the first emperor didn't like his behavior, but the new emperor doesn't have much contact with him. I don't know if he will give a low score because of this. This is an uncertain factor.

After hearing the reading result, he could finally go back and explain to Fu Lang.

"Second A, No.1 Song Kuanyang, from Jiangzhou Fucheng. No.2..."

Hearing a familiar name by accident, Lu Yiming raised his head and scanned around, and found that Fatty Song in the crowd was different from the last time he escorted them to the capital. His eyes were much sharper, and the baby flesh on his face disappeared, replaced by The obvious edges and corners, the soldier's fortitude are vividly reflected on his face, and the opponent has not let up during this time.

Fatty Song was not surprised by his gaze, he turned his head and nodded to Lu Yiming.

After the top three read out, the next step was the street parade. They smiled friendly at Lu Yiming: "Congratulations, champion, please."

Lu Yiming changed into the bright red No. [-] scholar uniform, put on an official hat, pinned hairpins, rode on a steed, and was led to the front.

Pei Xing and Lu's mother took Xiaomai and sat in the private seat of Yuelai Restaurant early and waited. The location here is close to the main street, with a clear view.

The sound of beating gongs and drums approached from far away, and the big red team stretched from the corner. Pei Xing, holding the little corn, couldn't poke his head out and look out, so he could only wait for the parade to approach.

The team was about to reach Yuelai Restaurant, and Pei Xing only had time to confirm the identity of Zhuangyuanlang before he was attracted by Little Corn's voice.

"Father... Daddy... Daddy!"

After more than eight months, the little corn is crying out!

Usually at home, he and her husband have been teasing little corn, but the little guy is unmoved, reluctant to call them "daddy" by Jinkou, now that her husband has won the first prize, little corn has spoken!Why not surprise people!

He turned his body sideways so that Little Corn could see Lu Yiming on the horse clearly, and he was very much looking forward to him screaming loudly for his husband again.

However, this time Little Corn didn't show face. He stretched his neck back and buried it between Pei Xing's necks, seemingly unhappy.

As a young champion, Lu Yiming was handsome and handsome, which made many girls in the capital blush for him, especially those peach blossom eyes, which were even more captivating. Pei Xing only took one direct look, and his heart beat like thunder. Xiayun flew over his face, he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he lowered his head and started coaxing Little Corn.

In order to get the first prize, Lu Yiming got up early for so many days and nights, worked hard to study strategies and theories, and was ridiculed by the emperor, but in the end he only got Fu Lang's eyes.

Wronged!Very wronged!

After parading, feasting and stele engraving, he couldn't wait to leave.

The saddest number one scholar in history returned to their new residence in the capital, threw the little corn to Mother Lu, hugged the little Xingxing and pretended nothing had happened, but actually asked with great concern in his heart: "Why didn't you look at me when I was parading around? "

Didn't you say you like to see him in the champion uniform?

He went to take part in the martial arts examination just for this scene, to impress his husband, but Little Xingxing's thoughts were all on the little guy, regardless of his eyes.

Pei Xing thought of the soul caught by Lu Yiming's glance on the street, but didn't notice the sourness in his tone, and stammered: "Husband, Husband is so beautiful... I dare not look at it..."

The casual words of love completely extinguished the fire that Lu Yiming had accumulated in his stomach. Of course, he noticed his husband's blushing face. Hearing Xiao Xingxing's confession at this time, his heart was already full of joy.

"Then why did you only glance at it before?"

Hearing this, Pei Xing finally remembered the fact that Little Corn could call someone, and shared the good news with him: "Little Corn will call Daddy! At that time, he stretched out his arm and pointed in your direction and called you 'Daddy', but unfortunately you didn't." hear."

He made a gesture to hug the little corn, but was surrounded by Lu Yiming, and his hot breath sprayed into the ears of his team: "Fu Lang, haven't you said how about my number one uniform?"

"pretty."

"Who is more beautiful between me and the number one scholar in the script?"

"Husband, your husband is beautiful."

Satisfied with the answer, Lu Yiming gave a low chuckle, picked Pei Xing up and walked towards the inner room.

The three happy events in life have already been experienced when meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country and being named on the gold list, so there is only one left, the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

If this is the case with the husband, what can the husband ask for?

Lu Sheng is perfect.

The author has something to say: This is the end of the text!First book, proud to be done!No cheating!Give yourself a thumbs up.

This is the first time I write an article, looking back, there are indeed many unsatisfactory plots and characters, but this is my favorite Yimingxing!Accept criticism and work hard to improve. Who wouldn’t want to read Sweet Love? Friends who insist on reading this book, thank you very much for your company along the way!love you~

Let’s talk about the next arrangement: There are about five extra chapters to be written (the second child’s little corn is jealous, Brother Lu’s singing, border town affairs and returning to Jiangzhou Prefecture, deputy cp and the future), take a day off tomorrow, and start catching insects during the day the day after tomorrow. At twelve o'clock in the evening, we will update the episode, try to update it every day.Next, I’m going to write a modern article. I’ll write e-sports cookies first (I’ve said that I’ll write that article first). I’m afraid of playing games with super six voice-activated anchors. Changed some settings, and then wrote sand sculpture cookies in the entertainment industry. See the copy for details. The ancient times are temporarily lacking in inspiration, and it will probably take a while to fill in the pits.

The last sentence: Ask for a favorite, mua~