Qin Dynasty: Father Ying Zheng granted marriage to young Siming

Passion is only temporary, dullness is long-term.

Even Shao Siming and Fu Che are the same.

I am used to the existence of the person next to my pillow, and when this habit disappears, even if the sky falls and the earth falls, it cannot compare.

in the courtyard.

Fu Che put the eight clothes in his hand back into the scabbard.

A crisp, yet extremely cool sword sheathing movement.

Also stopped was Shao Siming's flute music.

The song is over.

"It sounds good."

Fu Che said.

"Good... swordsmanship."

Shao Siming said the same.

"Is it just good swordsmanship?"

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Fu Che frowned slightly and walked to sit opposite Young Siming.

Shao Siming scooped out tea soup for Fu Che: "Truth or lie?"

Fu Che blew the hot steam from the tea soup.

"Listen to the lies first."

Fu Che said.

"My husband's swordsmanship is the best in the world."

Shao Siming said slowly: "Lies."

"Oh……"

Fu Che nodded thoughtfully: "Just think you are complimenting me."

"What does the truth mean?"

Fu Che then asked.

"Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang."

Shao Siming said: "Not weaker than your husband."

"Ah……"

Fu Che thought of those two people, especially when he thought of Wei Zhuang.

Suddenly the thought in my mind a while ago came to mind.

All across Guigu, there are all great talents in the world.

It's just that their current positions make it difficult for them to make greater achievements in this era.

But if a suitable platform can be provided, the changes these two can bring may be even greater than Li Si.

Fu Che can only say that he respects Gai Nie's ideals and beliefs, but he is far from agreeing with them.

But for Wei Zhuang.

Fu Che and Wei Zhuang are the same kind of people.

At this time, Fu Che had a very bold idea for Wei Zhuang.

It would be a waste if people like Wei Zhuang don't use it.

What's more, he also needs people like Wei Zhuang for the situation he will face in the future.

"The art of making tea has improved again."

Fu Che said, "It would be even better if your cooking skills were better."

Shao Siming looked at Fu Che: "You want to eat?"

"What do you mean to eat?"

Fu Che asked with a smile.

The next second, Fu Che directly threw Shao Siming down.

"Husband..."

Shao Siming was shocked: "Go back to your room..."

Fu Che smiled and said, "I like being here."

"But……"

Shao Siming still wanted to open his mouth.

But only listen.

"Tear..."

A piece of clothing becomes rags again.

"what……"

There is endless spring in the courtyard...

In broad daylight, the world is getting worse!

No shame or shame...

Chapter 125 Tenderness and Northern Strategy

Another toss.

In the small pavilion, Shao Siming leaned in Fu Che's arms, too tired to even move a finger.

Except for the wedding day, Shao Siming took the initiative.

I don't know what happened these days.

As soon as Fu Che became interested, Shao Siming was a little unable to resist.

Although he tried his best to support him every time, in the end he always begged Fu Che for mercy.

"Husband, I'm tired..."

Shao Siming said in Fu Che's arms.

Some sowing.

Fu Che himself was satisfied and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"Go to sleep, I will take you back later."

Fu Che said calmly.

"Ah."

Shao Siming nuzzled into Fu Che's arms, his breathing gradually became evener, and he seemed to fall asleep quickly because he was too tired.

Fortunately, the surrounding secret guards had already evacuated.

No one else knows about the fragrance in this courtyard.

Fu Che leaned against the pillar of the small pavilion.

In his arms, he held Shao Siming, who was sleeping soundly.

Looking at Shao Siming who looked like a sleeping beauty at this moment, in Fu Che's opinion, this was even more attractive than the entire country of Yanzhao thousands of miles away.

Perhaps this is the most peaceful time for Fu Che.

His hand caressed Shao Siming's soft belly,

Maybe it won't be long before the two of them can have their own child.

After all, Fu Che was still very diligent in farming during this period.

Of course, those are still too far away to think about now.

After the wedding, Fu Che also spent several days in a ridiculous way.

If he continues to only care about his wife every day, he may become a foolish king before long.

Fu Che picked up Princess Shao Siming and walked slowly towards their residence.

During this time, the couple lived in this courtyard all the time.

It's not too gorgeous, and it's not very big, but it's elegant and quiet.

It fits Shao Siming Xijing's temperament very well.

Put Shao Siming on the couch.

The person in his arms opened his eyes, and his snow-white arms hooked around Fu Che's neck: "Want to sleep for a while?"

"No, there is already a backlog of official documents from Li Si. I, the King of Zhao, cannot continue to be so ridiculous."

Fu Che smiled slightly and kissed Young Siming on the lips: "Madam, you understand, right?"

Shao Siming looked at Fu Che.

He pouted slightly: "Tomorrow?"

Fu Che glanced at the sky outside and saw that it was already dusk.

In fact, it’s not impossible to deal with those things tomorrow.

As for not doing anything serious.

Producing heirs for the royal family seems to be a serious matter.

But Fu Che still shook his head: "No."