The little general is my favorite [Rebirth]

In the early morning, when the sky was getting bright, a few men who smelled of alcohol and had sloppy footsteps came out from the back door of Baochun Pavilion with their shoulders on their shoulders and their backs, planning to rush home while no one was around.

Unexpectedly, there was a man in black holding a sword standing in the alley, blocking their way.

Inside the Baochun Pavilion, the benefactor who had spent the whole night sleeping soundly woke up suddenly, as if he heard a scream?He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and there was silence around him, so, he must have been dreaming, pushed away Xiaoqinger who was stuck in his arms, turned over and fell asleep again.

The sun was rising, and it was a beautiful spring with flowers. Song Xiao, who was going out to enjoy the flowers with his wife, noticed that the speed of the carriage had slowed down, and there was still noise coming from the front. He lifted the curtain and asked, "What's going on ahead?"

The guard who had checked the situation came to report: "Master Guo, I don't know who broke the legs of some regular customers of Huajie, stripped them naked and left them in front."

As soon as Song Xiao heard it, he immediately embraced Liu Meishan who was about to probe into the unknown situation, and covered her eyes with his other hand, "Madam, don't look."

Liu Meishan blushed and froze in Song Xiao's arms.

Song Xiao nodded to the guards, and the guards immediately led the people forward, and moved those who were blocking the way to the side of the road.The shopkeeper of a cloth shop next to him pulled out two pieces of cloth from the shop and covered them with good intentions or because he thought they had dirty eyes.

The carriage set off again, Liu Meishan coughed lightly, Song Xiao let go of his hand, and sat upright.

There was silence in the carriage for a while, Liu Meishan quietly glanced at Song Xiao, and found that his face was still expressionless, but the roots of his ears were red, so he couldn't help smiling.

Married for 21 years, because he has been in northern Xinjiang for many years, she and him have been together for less than seven years. Although they seldom argue, their relationship is not as deep as that of ordinary couples.

So Song Huai asked her at the beginning, does mother like her father?Liu Meishan told him that couples like her and Song Xiao don't talk about these things.

However, since Song Xiao expressed his affection to her with a cheeky old face last year, and lingered like a disciple in private, the relationship between the two has finally become much closer.

Liu Meishan looked at the people around him. He looks tough and handsome. He has been fighting on the battlefield for many years. He has an aura of calmness and prestige all over his body. He also likes to scare people with a straight face. Song Huai was always afraid of him when he was a child...

Thinking of this, Liu Meishan couldn't help but sigh: "You don't need to come out with me on purpose." How could a big man like him be interested in things like viewing flowers?

Liu Meishan used to call him Lord Marquis respectfully, but now he should call him Lord Duke, but Song Xiao insisted that she call him Husband, Liu Meishan was not used to it, so he simply omitted the address and called him "You".

When Song Xiao heard this, he grabbed Liu Meishan's hand: "I should take you out for a walk, so that you won't have to worry about the two boys' marriage."

Liu Meishan couldn't help laughing, "How can we not worry about Ah Huai getting married? We must arrange it properly."

Song Xiao's beard flicked, "Is there anything wrong? That boy Qi Xuan has come to check it several times in person, and he can't wait to send someone from his Prince Xuan's mansion to work in our house. What else is wrong?"

Seeing that his beard was trembling with anger, Liu Meishan persuaded him with a smile: "It's natural for the prince to be nervous, whoever is not nervous when they get married—" Liu Meishan paused, and closed his mouth embarrassingly.

Song Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and slowly realized: When the two of them got married, they didn't have such emotions as anxiety, nervousness, anticipation, or overjoyed happiness. There was only one unwillingness and resentment, and the other resignation and silence.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, Liu Meishan wanted to withdraw his hand from Song Xiao's palm, but Song Xiao caught up and held it again: "There should be regret medicine in this world, let me do it again, I will definitely set you up early and welcome you through the door .”

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In March, the peach blossoms are shining brightly.

Song Huai, who was about to get married, had changed from being nervous at the beginning to being calm and calm now, while Qi Xuan, who was originally indifferent, became more and more uneasy.

It wasn't obvious at first, but when he sent people to Zhen Guogong's mansion to check the wedding process over and over again, and even came to the door several times without worrying about it, Song Huai finally noticed something was wrong.

Originally, they should not meet before getting married, and Qi Xuan came to Song Huai to avoid him, but when Qi Xuan came to the door again, Song Huai pulled him into his yard and asked him: "Are you... a little nervous? ?”

Qi Xuan was taken aback for a moment, his restless mood during this period was suddenly subdued—he was nervous.

Seeing him frowning in a daze, Song Huai burst out laughing, hooked his neck and kissed his chin, "You are so funny."

Qi Xuan grabbed Song Huai's waist and gritted his teeth: "You're making fun of me?" It was also equivalent to admitting that he was nervous.

"Well, making fun of you." Song Huai held his face and kneaded it, and said with a smile, "I told you to laugh at me earlier, but this time it's your turn."

Qi Xuan became angry from embarrassment, held Song Huai's face, and kissed him fiercely, kissing Song Huai until his limbs became weak, lying in his arms to breathe.

Qi Xuan gnawed on Song Huai's ear: "Little heartless, I'm always worrying about our marriage, you're a good boy even if you get a bargain!"

Song Huai laughed at him: "Then you have to be ready. There is no reason for getting married once and twice. If you mess it up, I won't marry you."

Qi Xuan froze for a moment, turned his head to look at him, the eyes of the person in his arms were moist, his lips were bright red, and he looked at himself lazily and seductively with his eyelids lifted.

Although he always talked about not marrying Song Huai, this was the first time Song Huai said "I will marry you", not "We will get married", but "I will marry you".

The string in Qi Xuan's heart was plucked so hard that it almost broke.

He covered Song Huai's eyes, and gritted his teeth to warn him: "Seduce me again, and I will take you back to Prince Xuan's mansion now!"

Song Huai didn't know which heartstrings he had touched, but it didn't prevent him from being elated by Qi Xuan's series of reactions, and he buried his face in his arms and smiled foolishly.

……

As the wedding day approaches, the three brothers Song Qi, Song Zhi, and Song Hao arrive in the capital to "send off" Song Huai on behalf of the other two families of the Song family.

Song Huai looked at his house. The doors, windows, cabinets, and shelves were all pasted with red Chinese characters.

Originally there was a red lacquer box on the table, and what was inside was not the gold scissors, red ruler and embroidery that a girl would prepare for her wedding, but the four treasures of the study and jade. This morning, along with other dowries, they were sent to Xuanwang Mansion by brothers.

His clothes and supplies were all put into the same cage with the red 囍 lettering on it, his spear, battle armor, and military books were all packed, and he will be welcomed into Prince Xuan's mansion with him tomorrow...

Song Huai suddenly felt that this room was a little strange, because it had added too many things into it in the past few days, and put too many things into the cage.

But it is so familiar. Except for the six years in northern Xinjiang, he has lived here since he can remember. He knows in which corner he has broken a vase, which corner of a table he has bumped into, and has been punished for copying military documents. Staying up late and napping in front of the table...

He thought that he would be reluctant, and at least feel as sad as the girl's family before she got married, but when he carefully observed everything in the house, his face gradually turned red——

Qi Xuan once hugged him and lay on the soft couch to read, pressed him to be intimate on the table, and even pushed him against the bed frame, asking him to call him brother Xuan...

Not the same.

In less than a year, this room has added too many traces of that person, too many traces that make people blush like drinking honey.

Song Huai's eyes fell on the hanger, on which hung the wedding clothes woven in the palace according to the prince's specifications, which were thick, complicated, exquisite and gorgeous.There is also a wedding dress of this style hanging in Qi Xuan's bedroom, Qi Xuan will wear it tomorrow and come to welcome him through the door.

Although he is not used to using "married" to describe himself, Song Huai really feels it now - he is going to marry Qi Xuan.

Reluctant but anticipating, ashamed but joyful, this is how I feel about getting married.

"Knock Knock-"

The knock on the door interrupted Song Huai's thoughts, Song Huai rubbed his face in embarrassment, and opened the door.

Liu Meishan led the maid to stand outside the door, and smiled at him: "Mother thought you were still taking a nap."

"No, how can I sleep for so long." Song Huai helped Liu Meishan into the room.

Liu Meishan: "It's just in time for you to be awake, mother will discuss things with you."

"Mother, tell me." The two sat down in the small hall, and the servants came in to refill tea.

Liu Meishan: "Originally there were four maids and two boys serving you in your house, but you have been in northern Xinjiang for the past few years, and the two older girls have been married, leaving two girls and two boys, mother still chooses I hired a few nuns and stewards, plus Chaoying, and you take them to Prince Xuan's mansion together."

Song Huai hurriedly said: "Enough is enough, why do I need so many people to serve me? Prince Xuan's Mansion is not short of people."

Liu Meishan patted his hand: "No matter how good your relationship with the lord is and how united you are, you must have your own people to order your subordinates. Your father also made the decision to pick a team of guards for you, see you later See."

Song Huai nodded obediently: "I see."

Liu Meishan took a wooden box from the handmaid, and handed it to Song Huai, "This is our family's property, shop, bank notes, and the deed of a new house. Your father asked me for credit, saying that it was bestowed on you by His Majesty." Xuanyi Hou's Mansion is even better, you go back and have a look."

Song Huai flipped through the land deed, money, and bill books in the box, his eyes widened, "Give it all to me?" He probably knew how much private property there was in the family, almost all of it was in front of his eyes.

Liu Meishan joked: "You are the only one in our family, don't they all belong to you? Just don't turn around and give it all to the prince."

"Mother..."

"Ouch! You don't mean to cry, do you?" Liu Meishan laughed loudly.

Facing Liu Meishan's vaguely expectant expression, Song Huai was completely moved and turned his face away with a hum.

"Still wronged?" Liu Meishan patted his head, "For mother, you just moved to Xuanwang Mansion, which is only two streets away from our house, which is much closer than you staying in northern Xinjiang for many years. What's so sad?"

Song Huai: "..." Although I don't want to admit it, my mother is right.

Liu Meishan patted the back of Song Huai's hand again: "My mother can't teach you the rest, you two are a little different from ordinary couples, but life is nothing more than those things. You are soft-tempered, but don't be too Follow him, discuss everything more, if he is confused, you—"

Liu Meishan looked at Song Huai, "You should be able to beat him. If you can't beat him, call your father, your three older brothers, and the royal relatives to beat him until he bows his head and admits his mistake."

Song Huai raised his head and blinked quickly, "I see."

"Okay, go ahead and find your father, and meet the person he picked for you."

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The seventh day of March is suitable for marriage and travel.

Qi Xuan stayed up all night, but there was no sign of fatigue on his face, and he was even more radiant after putting on his wedding clothes.He anxiously paced back and forth in the room, finally looking forward to the auspicious time, he fired the salute and set off from Xuanwang Mansion.

He didn't prepare a sedan chair, but rode a horse, led Jingyun, who was also tied with a red ribbon, and led the welcoming team, with the sound of joy, to the Duke of Zhen's mansion.

After entering the three doors, Qi Xuan finally stood outside Song Huai's bedroom door after being made things difficult by Song Qi's three brothers three times.

"Ah Huai, I'm here to pick you up."

In Qi Xuan's voice, there were eager excitement and imperceptible apprehension, as well as a trace of extremely secretive shame.

The maidservant opened the door, Song Huai came out, met Qi Xuan's gaze, a smile appeared on his brows and eyes, three parts shy and seven parts joyful, straight into Qi Xuan's heart.

Ever since Song Huai put on the big red fox fur for a while last time, Qi Xuan knew that he looked best in red, but when Song Huai stood in front of him wearing a big red wedding dress, it was still dazzling and dazzing that Qi Xuan never imagined.

Song Huai has grown white and tender recently, with a ruddy complexion, and now he is smiling at him, his pear dimples are slightly sunken, far from the young man who deliberately pursed his lips and pretended to be indifferent when we first met.

Not the same.

Ah Huai once said that he made him strange.

Qi Xuan willingly admits to this "crime", even more complacently.

He stared straight at Song Huai, his hot eyes almost burned him.

The guests in the courtyard started to boo, Song Huai's cheeks gradually turned red, and there was nowhere to hide, he could only hold on to his sleeves, blinked in panic, and lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.

Qi Xuan approached, grabbed Song Huai's hand, Song Huai looked up at him, Qi Xuan moved closer again, intersected with Song Huai's breath, whispered: "You are so beautiful."

The author has something to say: Xuan Xuan: My wife is so pretty.

Huai Huai: Speak up!In broad daylight, why are you so hard?

Xuanxuan: I can still be harder at night [bad smile]

Huaihuai: ...

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