Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

raise a man

"The empress is not bad either. The things the empress sent back are not only rich in food and grass, but also have so many more slaves. It will be a big help to arrange it properly." Xu Huaiqing said rightly.

The most important thing in marching and fighting is food, grass and troops, and the suppression of bandits has made Song Yan a worthless business, and has returned so many benefits.

Song Yan showed a smug expression lazily, leaned back, leaned on the cushion, and hugged His Majesty's waist, as if he had no bones: "It's good for Your Majesty to be happy, and I'm in a good mood to work for Your Majesty, it's just been so long I don't see His Majesty thinking too much."

Xu Huaiqing kept his back straight, which was due to the etiquette education he had received since he was a child. He put his hand on Song Yan's face: "If you are tired, just go to sleep, no one will come."

People who were still full of energy just now relax and inevitably get tired. That's right, they haven't had a good rest after ten days of running around, and that's not what cattle plowing the land do.

Seeing that the beauty loves him, Song Yan became sleepy after realizing it, so she said: "Well, Your Majesty will guard me and don't let me leave."

Xu Huaiqing nodded in response, and Song Yan turned over on the soft couch behind him. He was lying on his side and could see His Majesty's serious expression, so he pulled Xu Huaiqing and put one hand on his chest, and then gradually fell asleep.

Xu Huaiqing was a little amused, but he didn't pull out his hand after all, maintaining this awkward posture.

As night approached, the army found another place to station, which was not far from the border town, but if they wanted to continue, they would have to travel day and night, and the soldiers would be exhausted, so Xu Huaiqing decided to enter the city again tomorrow.

When Song Yan woke up, she was awakened by the aroma of barbecue meat, and the smell of meat in the car filled the car, accompanied by the dim candlelight, which forced Song Yan's hunger to a point.

For the past ten days, the group of them ate hard dry food, not to mention tasteless, and chewing it was even painful. Although Song Yan didn't care about appetite, she knew which was better in comparison.

Song Yan sat up and found that Xu Huaiqing's hand was still in her arms, and Xu Huaiqing was dozing off while leaning on the table and supporting his head.

Song Yan's movement awakened Xu Huaiqing instantly.

"You're awake." Xu Huaiqing was a little dazed, and subconsciously wanted to greet Song Yan for dinner: "Come and eat, we'll go back to the tent after eating."

The bed in the imperial tent is also crowded, but it can accommodate two people, but the carriage can only accommodate two people, and it is a carriage, Xu Huaiqing is determined not to do this.Because the two big men were lying together in the carriage, no matter how you looked at it, it was strange, and besides, there was a guard guarding the outside with a thin wooden board.

Song Yan picked up Xu Huaiqing and moved him to the side to make a space for herself. Your Majesty is light. For Song Yan, strength works wonders. With just a little weight, he can easily move according to his own will.

He sat beside Xu Huaiqing and helped Xu Huaiqing move his stiff wrists, shoulders, neck, and waist. He sat in a daze for so long and didn't know how to move. He was extremely rigid.

Of course, Song Yan also knew who His Majesty was doing this for, and just because she knew it made her feel even more distressed.

Xu Huaiqing showed a slight smile, and under the dim candlelight, he looked gentle, and the atmosphere between the two became more warm.

After Song Yan helped Xu Huaiqing arrange it, he sat down to eat. He could indeed smell the aroma of barbecue. It was a large plate of roasted lamb with seasonings, besides this, there were some side dishes, porridge and the like.

Song Yan's appetite was whetted, and Xu Huaiqing didn't eat dinner, so the two shared the bowls and chopsticks, and settled the sumptuous dinner intimately.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Yan led Xu Huaiqing's hand out of the carriage, and walked slowly towards the imperial tent. At this time, the moonlight was just right, and there were no other stars, only a silver plate hanging in the air.

There is already a wind like cutting ears in winter, and the surrounding dry grass is stained with frost. After getting out of the carriage, Xu Huaiqing also put on a thick fox fur robe, wrapping it around his body, but it is not thick, but outlines the His thin waist.

Xu Huaiqing's ears were red, it was blown by the cold wind, and it was getting colder and colder this day.

Song Yan covered Xu Huaiqing's ears with both hands, and called out: "Your Majesty." But her eyes were fixed on the beauty's lips.

They had already stopped, and the guards who followed turned around early to avoid it.

Xu Huaiqing was cold, shivering coldly, the inside of his lips was a little red, but the surface was frozen white, trembling uncontrollably.

"Song Yan." As soon as Xu Huaiqing opened his mouth, his breath turned into white mist and dissipated in the air.

Song Yan didn't speak, he lowered his head and looked down slightly, which was an extremely delicate angle of view for Xu Huaiqing, his eyes were full of Song Yan's enlarged face and the tall and smooth bridge of the nose with slightly protruding nasal bones.

Perhaps because he was bewitched, Xu Huaiqing also closed his mouth and did not speak.

Song Yan leaned forward, and gently sucked Xu Huaiqing's lips. At first, he licked it outside, tasted it, and then slowly probed in, pulling His Majesty's tongue to dance with him, and finally even pressed Caught the back of His Majesty's head and pressed forward fiercely, both rough and gentle, their teeth even collided for a moment.

Xu Huaiqing's chest rose and fell, and the sound of gasping escaped from the lips of the two. This kiss was extraordinarily long, perhaps it was the eternal companionship of the bright moon.

It wasn't until Xu Huaiqing's lips were stained with a glittering water color that Song Yan let go of His Majesty, and then helped Xu Huaiqing rub his frozen cheeks, and finally walked towards the imperial tent with his hands.

Xu Huaiqing's face was cold, if it wasn't for the blush that couldn't go away, he must have been full of imperial majesty.

The two returned to the imperial tent, because they were going to the border town tomorrow, and there was still a tough battle to be fought, Song Yan didn't make trouble with Xu Huaiqing, and the two went to bed early.

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Let's talk about Qi Fei, although his ability is not enough to disturb the situation, he is also the biggest pillar of the border town.He is now 60 or [-] years old, and his energy has long been exhausted, but he has many descendants, and he arranged them into the military camp one by one. For a while, the Qi family can be regarded as a presence in the frontier military camp.

His Majesty's personal conquest, he has just become a person who obeys orders, and he is happy to be at ease.But what made him have to pay attention to was the news about the golden dragon.

With the witness of the [-] army, no one can fake it. It can only be said that the dragon really appeared.Dragon, he has never seen such a spiritual creature in half his life. When this creature comes out, I don't know how many people in the world will be horrified.

Qi Fei couldn't tell what he felt, some were curious, some were submissive, some were contemptuous.He wanted to know what kind of majesty would make the Golden Dragon stop, what kind of majesty would dare to march in person, or what kind of brat would become your majesty.

But now, the Holy Majesty was not far from the border town, and he set up camp by himself, leaving him here to scratch his head and ponder over His Majesty's intentions.

Really bald.

Footsteps sounded outside the study, and a clear male voice said respectfully, "Grandfather."

Seeing the rescuers coming, Qi Fei hurriedly said, "Come in."

The study door was pushed open, and a teenage boy in casual clothes walked in, with a refreshing youthful look and a slight coldness on his face, it was Qi Fei's grandson, Qi Miao.

Qi Fei gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "My dear grandson, come quickly, tell your grandfather what your majesty means?"

Regardless of his young age, Qi Miao has already been on the battlefield and chased the scattered Xiongnu, and now he is also a young general. Of course, for Qi Fei, the more important thing about his grandson is that Qi Miao has a good brain and a smart brain.

Because Qi Miao's major issues have never been avoided by Qi Miao, and sometimes he even needs to give some advice, so he also knows what his grandfather is worried about now.

Qi Miao had already thought about it, and when he heard the words, he showed his usual dignified expression: "Grandfather should go to see His Majesty early and welcome His Majesty into the border town. How can a courtier sit still and wait for His Majesty to come in person, it must be wrong."

Qi Fei slapped his head, he also hesitated, but he was afraid that he would not be able to grasp the distance between the monarch and his subjects, and would not be able to bend down to the young emperor.

After all, the Holy Majesty is a little younger than his eldest grandson. He thought he was a grandfather before, but now after Qi Miao said this, where does he put the Holy Majesty?

Sure enough, when people are old, they just can't turn the corner. They always think that others have to respect themselves, relying on the old to sell the old.

Qi Fei moved: "Then, then I will go in person?"

Qi Miao nodded and said, "Yes, not only to go in person, but also to arrive overnight, waiting there for His Majesty to make an announcement in person, to show that our Qi family has always done our duty."

Their Qi family didn't have any crooked thoughts at first, what they worried about all day long was that the imperial court raised the military expenses and didn't harass the Xiongnu.

Qi Fei pondered: "Okay, let's do as grandson says."

Seeing this, Qi Miao immediately said, "Bring your grandson, so I can help you." That's why he came here, he wanted to see if the Son of Heaven was worth his life.

Qi Fei readily agreed, took his own soldiers and rode to the place where the Holy Majesty was stationed. He arrived before dawn and handed over the soldiers and horses. He stayed in a tent and waited for His Majesty.

After Xu Huaiqing got up, he received the news from Qi Fei. He thought about it calmly, and he was considered loyal. Otherwise, the imperial court would not have desperately raised military expenses and rushed to send it over. For a capable general guarding the border, the imperial court would definitely not There will be an act of suppression and thinning.

Besides, he is also buried deep in the border town with monitoring officials, watching every move here.

Xu Huaiqing wiped his hands and put the handkerchief aside, and ordered: "Let them in."

He sat on the simple dragon chair with a desk in front of him.

After a while, with the sound of footsteps, the curtain of the imperial tent was lifted, and two people walked in, one old and one young.

The two knelt down, the old one was called "Chen Qi Fei", and the young one was called "Cao Min Qi Miao". "Meet Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live!"

Because Qi Miao has not been truly awarded, so now he can only call himself a grassroots.

Xu Huaiqing's voice couldn't be heard, but there was a trace of respect: "Old General Qi please get up!"

Qi Fei and Qi Miao stood up, Qi Fei wanted to support his grandson, so he said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, this is my grandson, Qi Miao."

Xu Huaiqing nodded, glanced at Qi Miao, paused for a moment, then landed on Qi Fei again.

But this glance made Qi Miao feel nervous and awed, he couldn't help but suffocate his breath, his body was mostly stiff, he glanced around from the corner of his eye, trying to calm his nervousness.

But at this glance, he couldn't help but widen his eyes - there was someone on the only bed in the imperial tent.

! !

Qi Miao was stunned, and the conversation between the Holy Majesty and his grandfather also became vague in his ears. The only thing he was lucky about now was that he lowered his head, and the emperor couldn't see his expression.

He didn't dare to look any further, but cold sweat rolled down his forehead. That figure was clearly, clearly, a man.

Qi Miao didn't dare to determine what kind of person His Majesty was, but the words "raising a man" kept popping up in his mind. What is it if he isn't a man? Who can be honored enough to sleep on the emperor's bed? !