Sweet Beauty

The curling water mist fumigated people into chaos.

The earth dragon in the room was burning very well. After coming out of the bath room, A Shu only put on a plain gauze shirt, leaned on the couch lazily, and smeared osmanthus oil on her long loose hair.

Liu Xiu was on the side, took a copper knife by himself, and went to Zhuang Xiu to remove the stubble on his face.

The faint scent of cinnamon, accompanied by the water vapor that has not completely dissipated, penetrated into the nose. Liu Yu reached out and touched her chin, which had regained its smoothness, and threw the copper knife back. She stretched out her hand to rub the osmanthus hair oil between Ah Shu's palms very freely, and tricked her into smearing a little bit in her hair.

The overlapping cheeks of the two were reflected in the bronze mirror, and his eyes flashed narrowly. He couldn't help but picked up a handful of fragrant hair, kissed it on his lips, and asked, "Child, can you feel comfortable just now?"

Ah Shu's face was red and her ears were hot, she bit her lower lip from the bronze mirror, squinted at him, made a "uh" sound, and quickly looked away.

Liu Yu laughed deeply, and inexplicably remembered the word "Zhong Yuan" in the letter she wrote that day, and said, "Child, can you call me?"

Ah Shu looked at him suspiciously and called out "Your Majesty".

The man in the mirror frowned immediately, and lightly tugged at the black hair in his palm with some dissatisfaction.

"That's not what you wrote in your letter."

Ah Shu leaned back in pain, carefully thought about what was written in the letter, and asked tentatively, "Husband?"

Liu Xiu didn't expect her to call out like this, so she was stunned for a moment, chewing the word over and over in her heart, and a burst of joy surged up after realizing it.

He tightened his arms and hugged her firmly in his arms behind him, and laughed deeply: "Very good."

Originally, she just thought that she always called "King", which seemed no different from outsiders, and she was a little more divided. It would be good to call "Zhong Yuan" occasionally, but when he heard the word "Husband" just now, his heart was really elated.

If it can be done in the future, it seems to be good.

…

That night, Liu Xiu set up a feast in the military camp outside Xindu City to reward all the soldiers for their contribution to the expedition to Bingzhou.

The barracks began to cook sheep and slaughter cattle from noon, showing a joyous look. In the evening, a roaring bonfire was lit early, and the crowds were crowded, carrying a lot of wine and meat, and the crowd ate and sang happily. It was really enjoyable.

During the banquet, Liu Yu personally raised a glass, went to Jiang Yu in front of everyone, drank with him several times in a row, and praised him greatly, causing everyone to envy and admire.

This time, Jiang Yu followed Liu Ji's troops as the vanguard, and killed dozens of enemies in the first battle. Later, when confronted with Liang and Xue, he shot Xue Xiang in one fell swoop with his extraordinary arrows, and even cut off his head. Made a remarkable contribution. Today, Liu Xiu has such a high opinion, and it is even more in the limelight, attracting countless people to toast and praise.

Jiang Yu always remembered Liu Yu's promise to marry his eldest sister before the expedition, and now he has finally returned with a triumphant contribution. It was when he was full of pride that he couldn't help drinking to the point of being drunk.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the feast gradually dissipated.

Liu Yuben had already led a few followers to straddle the horse and left, and when he was halfway, when he approached the city gate, he subconsciously followed his habit and reached out to touch his chest.

In the past two months, he often hid the family letters written by A Shu here, and he couldn't tell what his intentions were.

When wearing the armor, it was inconvenient to match the sachet, so he changed the silk book and hid it in front of his chest.

Just this touch, but found that the place that should have been slightly thicker was actually empty.

He suddenly reined in the reins, stopped in place and frowned.

When I was drinking just now, the wine tasted high, and I was close to the bonfire. I felt hot in the cold winter, so I took off my coat for a while, maybe it was accidentally left at that time.

Thinking of this, he turned his horse's head and walked back, and said to his entourage, "I've dropped something, go back and look for it."

In the camp, the bonfire has been extinguished, and there are few people.

Liu Yu dismounted, thinking about the place he had just passed, and looking around in the moonlight and scattered firelight while looking down.

It's just a piece of silk the size of a palm, and if no one pays attention, it may even have been burnt to ashes by a bonfire.

He lowered his head to look for it, feeling a little confused and annoyed for a while, and secretly blamed himself, it seemed that he paid too much attention to the woman.

The cold winter wind blew through, which blew his somewhat chaotic brain a lot.

A small thing, not worth the trouble.

After making up his mind, Fang wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly he saw a man lying on his back under a dead tree not far away. The figure was pitch-black and could not be seen clearly, but the armor on his body flashed out in the moonlight. silver light.

Liu Xiu guessed that he should be drunk, fearing that he would catch the wind and cold when he lay in the open air in winter, and seeing that there was no one around, he personally stepped forward to wake the person up.

But when he got closer, he vaguely saw the familiar outline of the man, it was Jiang Yu.

Lying on his back on the cold ground, he didn't seem to fall asleep completely, but half-squinted his eyes, covered his chest with one hand, and murmured something in his mouth.

Liu Yu couldn't help but smile when he saw this. Previously, I was worried that Jiang Yu would be mediocre because it was the first time she entered the battlefield, but now she knew that she had not lived up to her expectations, so she was relieved. Today is a reward feast, he is young, and it is understandable to drink more.

However, the smile on Liu Yu's face froze for a moment when he brought him to the front, and then it quickly became gloomy.

Jiang Yu was holding the hand at his chest, tightly clutching a thin piece of silk, and what he whispered in his mouth was the word "Zhao Ji" that kept repeating!

The voice was very low, a little vague due to drunkenness, but anyone could hear the longing and melancholy in it.

Liu Yu only felt the blue veins protrude on the forehead, the eyebrows twitched wildly, and the uncontrollable anger was about to burst out.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the between his brows at the knuckles, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before he managed to restrain the anger in his heart. When I unfolded it, it turned out to be his lost family letter.

In the cold night of the night, Liu Xiu slowly straightened up, looked down at Chaos, who was lying on his back, unaware of Jiang Yu, sneered three times in anger, and managed to resist the urge to draw a knife, until the silk book in his hand was wrinkled. A group turned around with difficulty and walked away with heavy steps.

Outside the camp, the entourage was still waiting.

Liu Xiu passed by without saying a word, not in a hurry to get on the horse, but looked for the fire book, lit a fire, and burned the silk book in his hand. Seemingly still puzzled, he drew his knife with a cold face again, and under the surprised eyes of his followers, he slammed down a sturdy and withered tree beside him, making a loud noise.

The trunk was cut in two, the top one slowly fell down, and there was another noise, and finally there was only a bare tree stump.

The entourage looked at the moonlight, the withered tree with a thick bowl was cut down so easily, and they looked at each other for a while, wondering why King Xiao, who was usually mild-mannered, was suddenly so angry.

After a long while, Liu Yu looked at the messy branches all over the ground, took a few breaths, and then turned on his horse again with a cold face, and ran back to the city.

…

Under the tree in the camp, Jiang Yu was so chaotic that she felt cold all over her body. When she couldn't stop shaking, she woke up a little, shook her head laboriously, and got up from the ground.

He drank too much at the banquet just now, and he forgot everything that happened after that. He only remembered that he had picked up something on the ground, and that thing seemed to be related to Zhao Ji.

Thinking of Zhao Ji, I couldn't help but be in a trance again.

The woman who only met a few times, has been inexplicably long in his heart, and inadvertently always remembers, both yearning and admiration, and even more lost.

He has few talents and names. He has always been arbitrary and arrogant. He has never put ordinary people in his eyes, and only the rare beauty in the world like Zhao Ji can catch his eyes.

It's a pity that when they met, she was forced by the situation to marry a wife, and because of the decline of his family, he gradually hid his youthful edge, and was subservient to others for the sake of his future.

The beauties and talents who are equally famous in the world are not as good as Yangchun and Baixue.

Jiang Yu shook her dizzy head, looked down at her empty hands, and couldn't help laughing at herself.

Zhao Jiyuan is in the Xin Palace, what can he find? It was probably just a drunken dream.

…

In the Xin Palace, Liu Yu quickly dismounted from his horse with a cold face, and hurried towards the inside.

However, when he caught a glimpse of the servant who ran towards the courtyard to report the letter, he involuntarily stopped, called to the man from a distance, and instructed: "Don't rush to report the letter, I will walk outside freely."

The servant was numb from the cold, stomping his feet in the cold wind. Although he didn't understand why the king didn't go back to the house on such a cold winter day, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he just bowed and stepped back.

Liu Xiu was still wearing the winter cloak, and because of the burning wine and anger in his belly, not only did he not feel cold, but his forehead was sweating.

Although he had already drawn his sword and chopped wood, he ran wildly all the way, but he did not vent the anger in his chest.

"The one who leads the world's talents is Jiang Lang; the one who crowns the world's beauty is only Zhao Ji."

He did not pay attention to this widely circulated sentence in the past, but when he thinks about it now, he only finds it harsh. One is unusually beautiful, the other is talented, no matter how you look at it, he seems to be a natural match, but he, the husband, looks like a twisted melon.

The sound of "Zhao Ji" echoed in his ears repeatedly, making him not only want to go back again, wake up Jiang Yu, and have a good confrontation, but also want to rush into the house and ask Ah Shu to swear immediately that she will marry Jiang Yu. No idea.

Fortunately, the few traces of reason that remained did not remind him that Jiang Yu and A Shu had never been involved. If it was indiscriminate at this time, he would go back to the house and force her to explain that the two had managed to become close to each other in the past few months. The relationship between the points will probably return to the original place.

All this is just Jiang Yu's unrequited love.

There is no need to hurt the feelings because of this, just marry Jiang Chengjun as soon as possible in the future, repay the kindness that was too often in the past, and then move Jiang Yu farther away.

Liu Xiu lingered outside for a long time, until he was temporarily persuaded, and then he reluctantly adjusted his expression, raised a stiff smile, and strode back.

…

The doors and windows of the bedroom were closed, and the burning dragons in the room kept the chill out.

Ashu glanced at the missing moment from time to time, enduring sleepiness and waiting for Liu Jiu to return.

He had clearly said before that it would not be too late to return today, how come it is midnight and he has not returned yet?

The day's 旖|旎 made her feel sore and tired, and she couldn't wait any longer, so she ordered the maid who was watching the night to take a look outside.

The maid took only three or two steps when she saw Liu Yu returning, and hurriedly shouted, "Queen, the king is back."

A Shu was lying on the couch, she heard the words lightly lifted a soft weed, covered her lips and yawned delicately, until her eyes ooze out a hazy mist, then she lazily got up to meet her.

"Your Majesty has encountered something difficult? It took so long to come back." She reached out to undress him. The cold wind outside made his clothes cold, and when she touched her hands, she couldn't help but shrank from the coolness.

Liu Xiu reluctantly curled the corner of his lower lips, and a burst of irritability surged in his heart: "It's okay, but the soldiers have been making trouble for a long time." After speaking, as if remembering something, he suddenly grabbed her soft grass and frowned. Approaching closer, "What did you just call me?"

Ah Shu paused, and her misty eyes stared at him for a moment before she remembered the day's events. For some reason, he always felt a little unhappy at the moment.

She submissively opened her mouth to call "Husband", and seeing that his frowning eyebrows and the hand holding her wrist were slowly loosening, she lowered her head and continued to lift the belt for him.

Liu Jiu took a deep breath uncomfortably, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "I asked you to find a marriage for Jiang Ji before, but is this matter already?"

Ashu motioned for him to spread his arms and remove his robe for him.

Recalling the news she found a few days ago, she couldn't help but sighed, handed the clothes to the maid beside her, and after ordering her to retreat, Fang shook his head and said, "This matter is a bit tricky for now, I'm afraid it won't be that fast."

She had no other intentions, but when she heard Liu Yu's ears, her taste suddenly changed.

The anger that had just been suppressed so easily burst out, and then, there was a burst of emptiness and panic. The stiff smile on his face quickly disappeared, his face was completely cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

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