When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

She kissed him softly and clung to him.

Di Yi gently pushed her away, frowning slightly: "Try what?"

"Ayi is worried that my body can't handle it~"

Yun Jinghuang half-lay on him, staring at him with clear eyes, "Ayi~ let's try it first~"

Di Yi's eyes suddenly darkened, and his voice became deeper:

"Yun'er, you are naughty again.

How do you try this kind of thing? "

"Just..." Yun Jinghuang leaned down with her soft body, and whispered softly in Di Yi's ear:

"Rub~ No way in~"

Just a few words are enough to start one's imagination in the night.

Moreover, earlier, in Ying Palace, on the jade platform, they had had intimate contact.

Even just a little bit is enough to make you addicted.

Di Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and veins on the back of his hand throbbed.

That is the desire surging in the body.

But he exerted force with his big hands and pulled the woman who was lying on him down.

"Yun'er, stop messing around. We have to hurry back to Beijing early tomorrow morning."

Yun Jinghuang was pressed against his chest, and her nostrils were filled with his steady and restrained breath.

She looked up at him and said, "Ayi, could it be that your body can't handle it?"

There was obvious provocation in her words.

Di Yi lowered his eyes, which were extremely dark. He held her waist tightly with his big hands:

"Yun'er, do you know what the consequences are if you tell a man he's not good enough?"

There was a hint of coercion in his magnetic voice.

The big hands held her waist tightly.

Yun Jinghuang pressed her whole body against him, and even through the nightgown, she could feel the hot and powerful force...

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Maybe it was because she hadn't been intimate with him for too long, her ears felt hot and her face flushed, and she didn't dare to move for the time being.

Di Yi held her little head in his arms and ruffled her hair:

"There are still three days left, Yun'er, be prepared."

The deep and hoarse voice contains masculine ambiguity and possessiveness.

Yun Jinghuang felt that there was fire in his voice, and her cheeks became even hotter.

She remembered that after they got married in her previous life, Di Yi tortured her for three days and three nights.

At that time, her waist was almost broken...she lay on the bed for a long time with her legs weak.

He also scolded Di Yi for a long time, saying that he did not know how to be gentle and considerate to women.

In this life... I am looking forward to it, but also a little afraid.

In this life, she is no longer an idle gangster. She has been to the battlefield and has undergone long-term training. Her body should not be so useless, right?

No way……

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Early the next morning.

The huge team of horses is ready to go.

For efficiency, all items were secured and pulled by four horses.

Di Yi and Yun Jinghuang rode on the same horse, and the Fu family brothers, Chu Jiangling and others protected them.

But Yin Lu, with his five thousand armored cold soldiers, forced his way forward, occupied the front line in a mighty force, and pushed away all the other guard corps.

With his arrival, the already magnificent team seemed even more solemn and majestic, and no one was allowed to approach.

Among the accompanying team, only Yun Chulu was sitting in the carriage.

She thought about learning horse riding, but never had the time.

Right now, I can only become a burden to them.

Yun Chulu sat in the carriage and looked back in the direction of the palace city.

Muyun City.

Song Yanshi will replace Fu Xiaohan and be stationed here as a border guard.

After this separation, I'm afraid we may never meet again...

Just as I was thinking this, I saw a group of people riding horses towards me in the distance.

The person leading the group was none other than Song Yanshi, dressed in white and silver armor.

He rode up to Emperor Yi's horse and saluted: "Emperor, the affairs of Muyun City have been handed over. It will be stable and safe within a month."

Yun Jinghuang was also shocked.

She only mentioned it to Di Yi a few words last night, but she never expected that Di Yi would find someone to replace Song Yanshi's position overnight.

Yes, there are many talented people under Emperor Yi. Besides the Fu family and the Song family, there are others who can guard the border.

Emperor Yi's expression was serious and impartial, and he instructed Song Yanshi:

"This journey is long and arduous, General Song, please protect the accompanying carriage team."

The carriage team was led by Yun Chulu, and behind them were the items...

There is nothing that needs to be protected, except Yun Chulu.

Song Yanshi didn't think much about it and just accepted the order: "Yes!"

He turned his horse around and rode back to the front of the carriage team, only to find...

The curtain of Yun Chulu's carriage had not been lowered yet, and she was also looking out.

Their eyes met.

Yun Chulu's eyes flashed and she quickly dodged.

Song Yanshi, who was sitting high on the horse, felt his back stiffen slightly, and then he understood the intentions of the Emperor Zhan and his concubine.

With his ears slightly burning, Song Yanshi remained calm and composed as always:

"I will escort you on this trip. If Miss Yun needs anything or feels uncomfortable, please let me know."

"Okay..." Yun Chulu responded, no longer daring to look outside.

The team finally started its journey back to Beijing.

The huge procession of horse-drawn carriages was long and grand, followed by ninety-nine wedding cars with flying red silk ribbons.

On both sides of the road, border soldiers and civilians all bid farewell with all their hearts, shouting in unison:

"Long live the Emperor of War, long live the Empress of the Emperor!"

The shouts and the red wedding car complement each other and are the most sincere blessings.

Di Yi hugged Yun Jinghuang, rode on horseback, and turned his head slightly to look at Yin Lu beside him.

"Alu, you will also have people who support you."

Yin Lu glanced at the sincere faces on the street, and snorted coldly, "I don't need any noise."

only……

As they were leaving the city, some soldiers and civilians outside the city gate also shouted sincerely:

"Farewell Emperor Yin!"

Some people even came forward boldly with gifts.

Although he was stopped by those armored soldiers, he still shouted to Yin Lu:

"Thank you, Emperor Yin, for driving away the rebels and protecting the peace of our border!"

"If it weren't for Emperor Yin, there would be a river of blood on the border again."

A pregnant woman even came forward with a big belly and thanked him sincerely: "If it weren't for Emperor Yin, perhaps this child would be born without a father."

"I don't know what you like, but this is a small token of our people's appreciation."

A citizen handed over a handmade pendant.

The pendant was a rectangular jade pendant made from the night-shining pearl from the East China Sea, with the words engraved on it:

"Healthy and happy, a happy marriage."

This is the simplest and most humble blessing from the people.

There are also many small hand-polished beads hanging below.

The material of the night pearl will glow even in the middle of the night, silently accompanying him, bringing warmth and healing.

Moreover, from childhood to adulthood, his parents only taught him to be strong, and no one wished him to be happy.

Yin Lu raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Jiangling who was not far away.

"White-faced fox, you are really thoughtful."

Chu Jiangling's body stiffened slightly. Yin Lu was too sensitive...

He actually sat up straight: "Indeed, it was arranged by me, but these people volunteered to do it for you. They stayed up all night last night."

The people looked at Yin Lu anxiously, fearing that he would not accept it.

Yin Lu lowered his eyes, waved his hand, and the jade pendant flew into his hand.

He used to be warlike, but this was the first time he stopped fighting.

It was also the first time that the people gave him gifts.

Health, peace and longevity.

Nice blessing words.

He simply ignored the last four words.