Dumplings

When Su Yangjie woke up, the bed beside him was already empty. He looked out of the curtain with his eyes covered, and the dazzling light came in through the gap in the curtain. : "Nan Xun..."

For a moment, he felt that his voice might be too low for anyone to hear, but in the next second, he saw that person rushing in with a complicated and even excited expression.

The other party half-kneeled in front of the bed, suddenly hugged him tightly, and asked him after a while: "Jie'er, Jie'er, you said yesterday that you are pregnant, is that true?"

Su Yangjiao was a little confused by his sudden incoherent speech, and blinked, "Didn't you just say it last night? Why are you still asking if it's true this morning?"

"You are a man, and you suddenly said that you are pregnant. I still feel a little...a little bit unbelievable."

Su Yangjie couldn't help touching his lower abdomen, and then pulled Wei Nanxun's fingers to stick to the skin, saying: "I didn't believe it at first, but if you touch it, can you already feel something here? "

Wei Nanxun touched that place again, tried his best to calm down his mood, and asked, "Has the doctor been there for a few months?"

Su Yangjiao smiled: "It's about three months. The doctor said it's hard to say. After all, he has never seen a man get pregnant. I'm afraid I'm not the first in the world."

Regarding the matter of pregnancy, the two of them talked a lot. If it wasn't for being disturbed, Wei Nanxun would have hugged Su Yangjiao for a whole day.

A soldier's voice came from outside the tent, as if he wanted to report something to Wei Nanxun.

Wei Nanxun just got up and walked out. After a while, a panic-stricken man walked in with Wei Nanxun. Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Su Yangjiao laughed first.

It was probably the first time that Yunle was in such a mess. Because he was in a hurry, he rode his horse day and night, and encountered a strong wind and sand on the road. He seemed to have just crawled out of the mound.

"Your Highness, how can you still laugh?! You are about to die of anxiety for Yunle!"

"How do you know I'm here?" After Su Yangjie finished laughing, he asked lazily.

Yun Le knelt on the ground aggrieved, looked up and replied: "Someone sent me a signal."

Su Yangjiao rolled his eyes to look at Wei Nanxun, and smiled meaningfully, "It seems that His Royal Highness is not strict with the army, and there are still people in the army sending signals to the enemy country?!"

Wei Nanxun sat by the bed, put one hand around his loose long hair, and said, "In my army, there is only one person who knows you. Who do you think let him go?"

Su Yangjiao was trapped between the pillow and his arm, with the shy eyes of others in front of his eyes, and the fragrance that made him miss it for more than a month in his breath.

He took a deep breath, pushed Wei Nanxun's waist, and said to Yunle: "How is the army going? Can Xingyi still hold on?"

Su Yangjiao didn't raise his head, he didn't dare to look into Wei Nanxun's eyes, he could only deceive himself and blushed slightly behind his ears.

Yun Le didn't dare to raise his head, but when he lowered his head, the yellow sand in his hair fell to the ground, so he had to stiffen up in embarrassment, not daring to move again, "I'm worried about the master, the next day I chased it out with Commander Jiang, and followed Wei..."

He seemed to be wondering what to call Wei Nanxun, and after thinking about it for a while, he continued: "Prince, the younger one followed the prince to the bone slave camp, but I didn't expect the prince and master to go to the royal court again. Wait for me to catch up with you." When going to the royal court, the crown prince and the master left again, and the little one was anxious to chase after him alone, so he lost his way..."

Wei Nanxun lowered his voice, and said: "It's my fault, I forgot to take you with me at the time, I've wronged you."

Yun Le shook his head quickly, another layer of yellow sand fell down from this shaking of his head, blocking his words.

Su Yangjiao said: "You go down first, let the person who reported to you take you to wash, after washing, go find me a set of clean clothes, go."

Yun Le didn't dare to move her head any more, and retreated stiffly.

The curtain was raised and lowered, Su Yangjiao looked up at Wei Nanxun and said, "You tore my clothes, so you need to find me a suit."

He pointed to the bright red cloth on the ground, and giggled at Wei Nanxun.

The two lay on the bed again and talked with each other, Su Yangjiao gradually felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he leaned his face against Wei Nanxun's and closed his eyes.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he was greedily opened by the bursts of aroma.

Yun Le washed off the dust all over her body, but she didn't know whose unfit robe she was wearing, and walked in with a wooden tray.

Seeing that the two were still leaning against each other on the bed, he suddenly shrank back again, and was about to turn around and leave when he heard Su Yangjiao's soft voice: "I'm starving to death, why don't you let me go quickly?"

Maybe it's because Yun Le has been with him for a long time, and he has seen a lot of shameless appearances with Wei Nanxun. Su Yangjie didn't think too much, and pulled Wei Nanxun's clean shirt beside the bed. Get off the bed with a batch on your body.

But when the car reached the wound on his leg, the crisp and numb pain came from the embarrassing place, Su Yang felt the pain and let out a muffled snort.

The voice was soft and crisp, and it was hard not to think of other places.

His body froze, and he sat on the edge of the bed, not daring to move anymore.

Wei Nanxun looked at him, stretched out his arms and hugged him horizontally, and gently placed him beside the table.

Because of what happened just now, his cheeks were still flushed, and his eyes seemed to be filled with water.

Yun Le quickly withdrew his gaze, and retreated calmly, he thought, what would it be like if the [-] troops at Jialing Pass saw their commander's handsome appearance with tears in his eyes at every turn?

Such thoughts quickly dissipated, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Yin Chuan who was drawing a bow on the training ground, and ran over with a smile.

"Accompany me to buy clothes for the master."

Yin Chuan glanced at him secretly, pouted his lips and said, "No, I have to go by myself."

The next moment Yunle stood in front of Yin Chuan's target, opened his arms, and smiled innocently: "If you don't go, I won't shoot the bow for you."

After a while, the soldiers on the watchtower saw the little guard of His Royal Highness, who was not very talkative, being abducted and galloping out into the depths of the grassland on a horse.

Although the breakfast was not rich, it was good enough, but the vegetarian porridge was not oily after all, after noon, Su Yangjiao was hungry again, and his stomach was rumbling for food.

Lunch was late in the barracks, Wei Nanxun went to the kitchen and found that they were preparing to make dumplings, so Wei Nanxun took Su Yangjiao to join in the fun.

Su Yangji has never made dumplings in his life, and it can even be said that he rarely eats dumplings.

"What day is this, why do you want to eat dumplings?"

Su Yangjiao asked curiously while looking at the pots of noodles spread all over the table.

A fire soldier who was preparing something said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is returning to camp, and tomorrow will be a great heat, so you must eat hot dumplings."

A group of people gathered around the table, some rolled the skins, some made the stuffing, and some were in charge of cooking the dumplings.

Su Yangjiao and Wei Nanxun sat in the corner, and he curiously helped everyone pinch a few, but unfortunately they couldn't pinch them neatly, either the stuffing was exposed, or the shape was weird.

On the contrary, Wei Nanxun was very agile in his hands. Although the bags were not fast, they looked very delicate. Each of them had a big belly, round and very pleasing.

It is not easy for the troops in the north to be able to eat hot dumplings. The few firemen who are working are very serious about making dumplings. When they saw Su Yangjiao's dumplings, they all showed distressed expressions on their faces. .

How come you have such a pretty face and make dumplings so ugly?

Wei Nanxun teased him that these crooked dumplings would be cooked for him in a while.

Maybe because he had something to do, Su Yangjie didn't feel so hungry. It wasn't until the dumplings were put in the pot and the aroma slowly wafted out from the steaming pot that he heard his stomach growling again.

Wei Nanxun looked at him, felt that the fire room was too hot, so he pulled Su Yangjiao outside, and when he got to the big tent, he heard the sound of horseshoes stepping on the grass, and then he turned his head and saw two people riding horses. Walk to the camp with the horse.

When he got closer, Su Yangjiao finally saw who those two people were.

With doubts, he raised his head and looked at Wei Nanxun questioningly, but he was dragged into the tent by Wei Nanxun.

How could they ride together?

Of course, such questions did not stay in Su Yangjiao's mind for a long time, because when they stepped into the tent, soldiers brought steaming dumplings behind them.

Su Yangjiao didn't bother to look for the dumplings he made, so he ate all those chubby dumplings.

The dumpling stuffing is made of sandy onion, a specialty of the grassland, and the fire soldiers don't know how long it took to pull it out.

Anyway, mixed with meat, it is very fragrant, and it is very greasy. Su Yangjie is eating dumplings, looking at Wei Nanxun's face, he thinks this is probably the best time of the year.

After dinner, Wei Nanxun read the military newspapers and memorials for a while, and Su Yangjiao lay quietly on the bed, staring at that handsome figure for a long time, and fell asleep without knowing when.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, and he still woke up from hunger, but the moment he opened his eyes, what he saw was the bowl of steaming dumplings on the table.

Su Yang got up, walked to the desk, and saw a note pressed under the bowl of dumplings.

It was the first time I saw Wei Nanxun's handwriting, which was as smooth as flowing water and clouds. The note said that there was urgent military affairs, he would go out for a while, and he would be back at dawn at the latest.

Su Yangjiao suddenly lost his appetite, stood up and walked out, walked out of the big tent, only then saw the military camp that was still bustling in the daytime, as if half of the people were missing, and there were faint candles in the tents here and there. Huo, Su Yangjiao was a little worried, and asked the soldiers guarding the door: "Where did your prince go?"

The soldier saluted and said: "Shu Nu brought a group of Beiliao soldiers to challenge us, and His Royal Highness led the troops to fight back."

"Who is Shunu?"

"It's the ninth son of King Dada."

Su Yangjie understood, it was the princes of the Beiliao Emperor who came to look for their father.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the bone slave being pierced by Wei Nanxun's sword, he suddenly became less worried. He turned around and walked back to the big tent, staring at the whole and beautiful bowl of dumplings, and started eating seriously.

It's just the remnant and defeated generals of the Northern Liao Dynasty, so there is nothing to fear.

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