The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 746 Husband and wife stand up (8)
Sister Zhen, who was rubbed very comfortably, said slowly: "Cousin, I understand all your thoughts. I have something, and I want my cousin to promise me." Zhao She didn't even think about it: "You say it."

The cheeks in the black hair were flushed, as bright as red agate, Zhenjie'er held Zhao She's big hand hanging down with her own tenderness, gently stroked the callus in his hand, and said seriously: "Cousin, do you want to be with me?" I will grow old together."

The candlelight seems to be frozen, and the years seem to freeze.Zhao Amnesty pulled out one of his hands, and raised Zhenjie's face.The other hand held both of her hands and kept rubbing them.

There is no need for thousands of words and ten thousand words, only silence speaks louder than words.The true sister's eyes are filled with infinite affection, and thousands of words come out of them. Zhao She loves and loves so much, and the obsidian-like eyes just feel that they can't be filled, and the thick flow flows out on the face, in the eyes, On the lips, even the strands of hair and every inch of skin are fully covered.

A halo of candlelight enveloped the husband and wife, Zhao She murmured in a low voice: "Sister Zhen," said Sister Zhen who was sitting under his knee softly, "Cousin."

Two people understand each other's meaning and communicate with each other's heart.In this tent far away from home, King Anping, who was in his 30s and nearly [-]s, realized that what he had been tasting was the taste of love.

This love made his face radiant, this love made him very moist, he leaned over and hugged Zhenjieer in his arms, holding him like this contentedly.

Zhenjie was in his arms, motionless like a cat.

The two of them snuggled together quietly, the sound of Shang Shaoyang's voice outside the tent, and the sound of the soldiers changing the guard did not disturb their warmth, and woke them up from the flow of affection.

Take care, and grow old together, Zhenjie looked deeply at Zhao She.Zhao She smiled, he would take care of himself, and grow old together. He also looked at Zhenjie deeply.

There will always be flowers of sincerity in the irrigation of sincerity, and the flowers of sincerity are in full bloom in this tent at this time, blooming in the hearts of King Anping and Princess Anping.

Until he left, Zhao Amnesty did not see Shang Shaoyang alone, his attitude was to let Shang Shaoyang think about it.How he got the throne, how much support he got from himself.If it was him, Shang Shaoyang, who supported people like this, in the end, it was not A Dou who was supported, but such a person.What would he say?
Shang Shaoyang, who left here, looked back from time to time, this heart attack that Zhao She fought without sending a single soldier, made Shang Shaoyang even more depressed and uneasy.

From his point of view, he would not be polite if it was him.What the new king of Shang is worried about is how to prepare for the next step?
It was another morning, and Zhao She woke up at the usual hour.The candle in front of the bed was still burning, and the real sister beside her was still sleeping soundly.Turning his body to his elbow, the prince stared at his wife intently.

The mother of two children has a forehead as smooth as ivory, which shimmers slightly in the candlelight.The tip of the nose is turned up, which makes it easy for Zhao She to think of the delicate appearance of the real sister with the nose turned up.There is also a small mouth, bright red like a red rose, exuding a fragrance that people can pick.

The prince patted his forehead. There are no roses here, only countless patches of red clouds blooming on the grassland, which look like Shandandan flowers.The prince could only give the child the mountain dandelion flowers that bloom all over the mountains and plains. The prince was a little ashamed. At this time, he could not get pink peonies or silky roses, only wild flowers.

Shandandan flowers are also gorgeous, and they bloom too much, and Zhao She feels that they are not worthy of his real sister.You must know that there is only one real sister.

You don't need to look at the hourglass to know when it's time to get up.The cloudy and smoky fragrance diffused by the fragrance of the quilt binds the body of the prince who is about to get up but does not want to get up.

The spring night is short, and the king is not in court.These two poems came to the prince's mind, and he couldn't help but laugh.Sure enough, it was true, before, he could get up at any time.

The prince's responsibility and the general's sense of mission made Zhao She get up on time to practice martial arts as always.Today...or rather recently, something is different.

"Dong dong", the sound of war drums sounded, and the sleeping real sister jumped up like a fire, and hurriedly pushed the quilt embroidered with peony flowers to the side. After this push, she said in surprise: "Cousin, are you still here?" ..."

It's really surprising, my cousin is still sleeping?This is a big discovery.

Zhao She blushed a little, sat up straight and tensed his face: "Cousin is faster than you." Sister Zhen said happily: "Okay, I will compare with my cousin."

The two scrambled out of bed, put on their armor and boots.Sister Zhen raised her brows with a hint of annoyance, she stroked her fastened sword and said, "Okay, cousin, hurry up."

Zhao She put his hand behind his back, bent down and kissed Zhenjie's forehead: "Qingqing, my cousin has worn it for more than 20 years, and you, it's only been this year." He kissed with a smile: "A very qualified soldier, Qing General Qing, go wash up."

General Qingqing smiled charmingly, and said softly, "Yes."

The husband and wife came out one after the other, and there was still half a candle in front of the bed. In the candlelight, the tall and stalwart figure in front wrapped the petite figure that only reached his shoulders tightly, and it was hard to tell who was who. .

There has been no war in the past two months, and it is not easy for the prince's Chinese army to fight frequently.In the morning light, Zhenjieer took a deep breath. There was no smell of blood here, but the fragrance of grass and flowers.

There were many armored soldiers on the school field, leading the training generals to the high platform, and Zhao She was also on his own high platform today.Looking at the majestic and mighty soldiers with their hands behind their backs, the most eye-catching and most beloved by the prince is the real sister in golden armor.

The prince has good eyes. It can be said that he greedily watched his wife's every move, how beautiful and strict she was.If this child goes back again, he can startle everyone else.

Zhao She'ai couldn't get enough of the gleaming sword tip, the smooth steps under his feet, and every move he made.Zhao She, who is in love, is unwilling to take his eyes off the real sister.

Ni Guan strode up, approached with fists folded and bowed: "My lord, the last generals have something to say." Zhao She still had his eyes on the real sister, and only gave Ni Guan a word: "Speak."

"My lord, don't blame me, the princess's thousand peach blossom soldiers are really troublesome soldiers." Ni Guan said, Zhao She smiled knowingly, he had heard this a long time ago.He just glanced at Ni Guan and said with a smile: "You say."

(End of this chapter)