Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

little tricks

The battle was won, Song Yan handed over all the soldiers to a respected general present, and rode his horse back to the barracks, he wanted to report the good news to His Majesty as soon as possible.

The cold wind was blowing unscrupulously, but the smile on Song Yan's face could not be suppressed, and even the speed of riding the horse was getting faster and faster, facing the wind and going against the wind.

When they were about to reach the barracks, Song Yan pulled the reins, and the horse's hooves rattled, slowing down.As far as he could see, Xu Huaiqing was standing at the gate of the barracks. The bright yellow armor exuded warmth in the sun, but his whole body was cold, and the collision with that softness aroused a different charm.

The two softened their faces at the same time.Song Yan was excited, and even waved the big knife in his hand. In order to see His Majesty, the blood on his big knife had already been cleaned inside and out with small magic.

On the other hand, Xu Huaiqing's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes lit up the moment Song Yan appeared, and the light burst out unconsciously, but he didn't know it.

Still holding the saber, with a calm look on his face, he didn't feel anxious at all.

The people in the distance were getting closer and closer, Xu Huaiqing narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying the sun, but there was only one figure in his eyes.

Song Yan's horse riding skills became more and more sophisticated, and he didn't intend to stop at all, until the horse's hooves under his seat were raised high and then fell steadily as if showing off his skills at a very close place to Xu Huaiqing.

In line with the proud neighing of the horse, Song Yan quickly turned over and got off the horse, and when Xu Huaiqing wanted to raise his hand to meet Xu Huaiqing without changing his expression, he strode forward and hugged Xu Huaiqing, wanting to hold him in his arms.

At this time, the armors of the two collided as expected, making a tooth-piercing sound.The thickness of the armor is not small, and Song Yan was stopped in one fell swoop.

"I'm glad you didn't disgrace your fate!" Song Yan looked up at Xu Huaiqing, couldn't help but smile in his eyes and brows, like a big sunny dog, wanting to get closer to him.

Xu Huaiqing pushed Song Yan's armor, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he said smoothly, "I knew it."

They can't hug like this, they have to take off the armor first.

Song Yan showed a bit of gloom, but she drooped her head in a funny way, which made the corners of Xu Huaiqing's mouth rise in joy, and she couldn't maintain her dignified and cool demeanor anymore.

Song Yan always made him feel the firework that he should have.

When Xu Huaiqing received the news, he only brought his own bodyguard with him, while the rest of the generals waited for the news in the central tent.

This time he had plenty of manpower for the battle with the Huns, but the war ended so early that the stamina he arranged didn't even have a chance to play, and he was staying in the central tent waiting for orders.

So the two of them didn't shy away from anyone, and came to the barracks openly.

Xu Huaiqing hooked Song Yan's hand, looked at him wanting to hug but embarrassed, and said, "Go wash up first and then talk about other things."

Song Yan herself was a little sleepy, but as soon as Xu Huaiqing spoke, he regained his energy, wishing he could pick up His Majesty and run away.

But in the end, Song Yan just clasped his Majesty's fingers backhandedly, making up for the inexplicable deficiency in his heart.

Xu Huaiqing asked people to stay here to wait for the army to return, and then followed Song Yan.At this time, the military camp was a bit chaotic, and when the good news of victory spread, there might be a commotion for a while.

But there is no reason not to let this kind of quarrel go, not only that, he had to personally order the quarrel.

Song Yan liked this atmosphere very much. It was just the two of them walking together hand in hand. The soldier he recognized would leave with a smile as soon as he greeted with fists, harmonious and comfortable.

Song Yan told Xu Huaiqing what happened on the battlefield vividly, in which he understated and cared very much about the dragon who raised his mouth.

"Is it still the golden dragon from last time?" Xu Huaiqing asked.

Song Yan's eyebrows fluttered, but she said in a confused tone: "That's right, everyone said so."

"Then I really have to thank him." Xu Huaiqing said solemnly. When the golden dragon appeared for the first time, Song Yan didn't know where he was squatting in a corner, and he didn't have direct contact with Song Yan, so Song Yan said that Xu Huaiqing was not surprised at all. .

Song Yan nodded in agreement, and her tone was brisk: "That's true, without him, how could I have picked up the second prince of the Xiongnu?"

Song Yan's words imply that the last second prince of the Xiongnu was in his hands as luck, and he picked it up.

His original intention was clear, that he wanted His Majesty to praise the golden dragon.

Xu Huaiqing stopped in his tracks, and when Song Yan panicked and thought he had revealed a flaw, Xu Huaiqing looked at Song Yan instead.

Xu Huaiqing looked serious, with firm eyes, and he disagreed: "You can't say that, even if you don't have a golden dragon, you will definitely be able to kill the second prince of the Xiongnu, because you have such ability yourself, and now it's just that you have more golden dragons. As a result, we took a short cut, but how can you know if you would take a shorter route without the golden dragon?"

He continued to emphasize: "You are very good, you are the most valiant general."

What Song Yan said just now made him very uncomfortable. There is no such thing as unwarranted luck.

Without this kind of luck, Song Yan can do it, and it can even be smoother.

Xu Huaiqing always has inexplicable confidence in Song Yan and is teaching seriously.

Under Xu Huaiqing's gaze, Song Yan straightened her back, but her face was getting dry.

It turns out that he has such a great image in His Majesty's heart that even the Golden Dragon would take a backseat.

What happened to being a little happy all of a sudden.

"So don't underestimate yourself." Xu Huaiqing motioned Song Yan to bend down, then naturally approached Song Yan's ear and asked, "Do you understand?"

Knowing this, you should be more confident next time. If you have luck and succeed, with your strength, you can succeed without luck.

His words were very soft, falling on the pinna of the ear like a feather, itching, and then leaving quickly, Song Yan felt numb and nodded.

Song Yan's eyes became deeper and deeper, his mouth was so thirsty, he dragged Xu Huaiqing back to the imperial tent.

There was no one in the imperial tent, but the water had already been prepared, and it was still boiling hot. The waiters had set the right time to release the water.

As soon as Xu Huaiqing entered the imperial tent, Song Yan dragged Xu Huaiqing into the screen, the two took off their armor, washed off the fatigue of the half day, and then came out in ordinary clothes.

Song Yan wiped Xu Huaiqing's hair dry with a handkerchief in time and tied it up. The environment here is not good, so he should be more careful than in the capital city so as not to get sick easily.

Taking care of Xu Huaiqing is so much fun, sitting obediently in his arms and letting him fiddle with him, I don't know what expression to make, it's always dumbfounded, very interesting.

After drying her hair, Song Yan gently kissed Xu Huaiqing's cheek without anyone noticing it. It's strange, what kind of incense did His Majesty use just now.

Xu Huaiqing wiped his cheeks with the back of his hand, feeling uncomfortable, his cheeks turned pink quickly, and his earlobe was also red and dripping blood.

"We will be rewarded for meritorious deeds this afternoon." Xu Huaiqing said this out of nowhere.

So he is very busy in the afternoon.

But what Song Yan caught was that he was free at night, so he nodded to assist His Majesty: "That afternoon, I will tell you who is the best on the battlefield."

He observes subtleties, although he can't go to the point of every action, but he still knows who has the most meritorious deeds.

Xu Huaiqing nodded: "Okay." He felt the dried hair, it was not wet at all, but warm, as if it had been roasted, he was a little puzzled, even if the queen's body temperature was high, it would bring It's not such a temperature, besides, the queen doesn't have internal strength yet.

He turned his head and asked, "How did the queen wipe my hair? Let me try."

Song Yan handed the clean handkerchief to Xu Huaiqing, not knowing Xu Huaiqing's suspicion at all, his hair was almost dry, just wiped it a few times, it wouldn't tire His Majesty, besides, he would dry it secretly.

Do some innocuous little tricks.

Xu Huaiqing asked Song Yan to bow her head. Song Yan was short, and what she saw was the thin waist wrapped in milky white pajamas, which Song Yan could hold with two hands.

With such a length of waist, it is impossible to imagine the explosive power contained in it. It looks sick and weak, but in fact it is a knife that can kill people when using a sword.

Song Yan was fascinated. When His Majesty danced the sword, even the heavens and the earth would let the color exist. It's so strange, it's just such a waist.He couldn't help but gently put his hand on it, as if he wanted to measure whether it was as slender as he imagined.

Song Yan landed on Xu Huaiqing's waist through the thick winter pajamas with her hot palms. The heat was transmitted through the pajamas to the thin layer of skin on the waist, which was a temperature that could burn people to the bottom of their hearts.

Xu Huaiqing paused while wiping her hair, then put her hand into Song Yan's hair, and began to soothe Song Yan's scalp.

Song Yan simply wrapped her waist around and buried it in Xu Huaiqing's arms: "Your Majesty's waist is really thin."

The smell of His Majesty lingered all over the tip of her nose. Song Yan took a breath, and at this moment she was completely happy.

But even though he was emotionally relaxed, he didn't stop his small movements, following His Majesty's way of wiping his hair, drying every area he wiped.

Thanks to his sufficient spiritual power now, he can squander it wantonly.

The more Xu Huaiqing rubbed it, the weirder it became. After wiping it dry, even the hair was still steaming, but he was sure that the handkerchief was dry and cold, and his hands were cold, so he never pushed east or west. reason.

So Xu Huaiqing deliberately let go of a strand, and only carefully touched the root of the hair with his fingers. Then, under his gaze, this strand of hair began to steam, dissipating heat?

If Song Yan could see Xu Huaiqing's expression now, she would surely find that he was so shocked that he had already ignored Song Yan and was still wrapping his arms around her waist.

It was a shock that didn't wake up.

Xu Huaiqing took a deep breath, picked out a strand of hair that was icy cold again, and repeated the action just now.

However, a miraculous scene was favored to happen again, without any respect for human norms.

So, he didn't wake up!

"Song Yan." Xu Huaiqing held Song Yan's shoulders, and said with a serious face: "Your hair is drying by itself!"

Before the satisfaction on Song Yan's face changed, she suddenly froze when she heard the words: "Didn't His Majesty dry it for me?"

"No." Xu Huaiqing didn't want to scare Song Yan, so he relaxed his expression.

He told Song Yan what happened just now in detail, and finally concluded: "He did it before I wiped it."

Xu Huaiqing rarely showed a look of grievance, for fear that Song Yan would not believe it, after all, he would not believe it if it was him.

Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and smoothed Xu Huaiqing's slightly frowning brows with her hands.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal." Song Yan naturally knew what was going on, he was playing tricks and frightened His Majesty.

Song Yan reflected, it really shouldn't be.

Xu Huaiqing looked over and asked what it meant.

"Actually, Your Majesty, I am a dragon..." He wanted to explain with gestures.

But before Song Yan finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xu Huaiqing who had the foresight: "Physical problem?"

Song Yan thought it was true, so she nodded.

At this time, Xu Huaiqing showed a strategizing look, thinking worriedly, the stamina of the poison last time seemed to be a bit strong, the queen seems to be partly stupid.

Even now, he still thinks he is a dragon, which is exactly the same as the nonsense he said when he fell asleep.

Xu Huaiqing immediately grabbed Song Yan's hand and said sincerely: "It doesn't matter, you will always be the queen!"

He must respect the queen's quirk of changing into a dragon, after all, the queen must not want to be like this.

Song Yan didn't know why, but Xu Huaiqing mobilized her emotions and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The four eyes met, and each said his own words.