Master, do you want a date?

The war was raging in the south, and Zhao Yiran could receive letters from Zhao Ziyang every few days.The south is no better than the northwest, and it is only a few days away from Mingcheng, so it is very convenient to send messages.

In the letter, he said how many battles he had won and how many cities he had recovered.Most importantly, he was unhurt.The Southern King persuaded the Eastern King to unite and outflank them, but in the end they tore a gap and defended the city with weak strength.

The banner held high by King Nan attracted the mob and began to join the battle.The battle line is stretched, and there are not many reinforcements from the imperial court. Everything is struggling and suffering.For Kyoto, every victory is inspiring and worth celebrating.

At the end of the year, in Zhaojia Village.Zhao Yiran sat blankly in the study, he had not received a letter from Zhao Ziyang for ten days.This time the interval was too long, which made him very anxious.

Outside the window, there was a little snow.This is great news for Daqi Country, which has been raining for a long time.Many ordinary people ran outside, kowtowed desperately, begging God for mercy, to do more.

With snow, there will be water when the snow melts in spring, which makes everyone have new expectations.

Zhao Yiran was under the window, not interested in admiring the first snow this year, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, he missed Zhao Ziyang.He thought, if after three days, he still hadn't received the letter, he would set off to find him.

In the middle of the night, there was a sound of horseshoes outside Zhaojia Village.These people came to Zhao's house familiarly.

When the gatekeeper heard the knock, he opened the door with sleepy eyes. "Who is it?"

"Your master's brother." Zhao Yiwen shouted cheerfully.

The gatekeeper opened it, and in the dim light of the lantern, wasn't it his master's brother who had been here half a year ago!The gatekeeper hurriedly opened the door, and welcomed Zhao Yiwen and a dozen people behind him into the house.The first to bear the brunt was the master's friend Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Yiwen came at a very bad time, everyone was going to sleep.When he came, he surprised everyone.

Zheng Wu hurried to the inner courtyard, Zhao Yiran was not asleep, and was writing his dictionary in a pajamas.

"Master! Your brother is back! And Zhao Ziyang is here too!" Zhao Yiran's hands trembled from the shouts outside Zheng Wu's gate, and a drop of ink smudged on the paper.He didn't care about these, put on a windbreaker and ran out in a hurry.

Zhao Yiwen was sitting in the living room, the cook had already cooked ginger soup in a numb manner, and was warming them up with a bowl for each of them.More than a dozen generals crowded in the hall, roasting the brazier and talking.

As soon as Zhao Yiran came in, he saw Zhao Ziyang sitting on the main table with Dama Jindao, next to his enthusiastic brother Zhao Yiwen.

"Little brother! We have won many battles!" Zhao Yiwen was as bold and enthusiastic as ever, patting Zhao Yiran's shoulder excitedly like a big man from the Northeast.

Zhao Yiran responded with a smile, thinking that if this body had not been tempered by well water, Zhao Yiwen, who was once weak, would have fallen to the ground these few times.

When Zhao Ziyang came to him, he had thousands of words but didn't know where to start, so he finally opened his mouth and asked. "Are you hurt?"

Zhao Ziyang gave him a hug back, the warm and strong embrace made Zhao Yiran feel his strength.It looks healthy.

"Yiran, I miss you very much." Zhao Ziyang's thick and deep voice rang in Zhao Yiran's ears, his breath was hot, and his slightly trembling chest was pressed against his chest.Inexplicably, Zhao Yiran's heart beat faster and his cheeks turned red.

There was a burst of fragrance in the kitchen. Fortunately, it was the New Year's Eve, and all kinds of ingredients were prepared in the kitchen, waiting to make a big meal tomorrow.Now that this group of people is here, it's just time to take it out to entertain.

In order for the people brought by Zhao Yiwen to eat quickly, the cook quickly cooked a large pot of noodles and poured the fried sauce prepared in the jar.Served with pots of juicy meat, a pile of fried chicken nuggets, fried potatoes, steamed buns, tomato scrambled eggs, and sauced beef, etc., are still being made.

Xu Shi was extremely hungry. When everyone saw the food, their eyes stared straight.This food is even better than what the generals in the barracks eat!

"Brother, do you have any wine? Brother, I think about the wine you make every day." Zhao Yiwen took a bite of the slightly hot noodles, and the sharp and slightly spicy taste instantly warmed his heart.He enjoyed it very much, but he still thought about the wine he was thinking about.

"I've brewed some recently, and I'll open a jar for you to warm up." Fortunately, because the New Year is approaching, he put the new batch of wine brewed in the space in the kitchen warehouse in advance.He called the servant to fetch some jars.

"It's better to be my own brother!" Zhao Yiwen cheered and immersed himself in the fried chicken nuggets again.

Zhao Ziyang was much more low-key, he kept holding Zhao Yiran's hand, playing with it, and ate the noodles gracefully with the other hand, but the speed was still very fast.

"Eat slowly." Seeing that he took a big mouthful of noodles and swallowed them without chewing a few times, worried that Zhao Ziyang would be choked, Zhao Yiran hurriedly reminded him.Later, he had informed the cook that there was a big eater here, and the food was cooked for more than [-] people. Fortunately, he had a lot of food, otherwise, he was really worried that there would not be enough for them to eat.

Zhao Ziyang showed his face, and quickly placed a light kiss on his cheek.The speed of eating noodles is much slower.

Zhao Yiwen listened to it, and said na na. "My younger brother is going to get married, and he will become his future husband. My elder brother is redundant now."

"..." Zhao Yiran held his forehead.He didn't have an older brother in his previous life, so he didn't know how to get along with such a passionate Zhao Yiwen.After thinking and thinking, he had to pour a glass of wine for Zhao Yiwen. "Brother eat more meat, you will never be hungry here."

Zhao Yiwen was moved to tears in an instant, and Zhao Ziyang stared at him, so he withdrew his urge to hug Zhao Yiran.Brother is so nice!Next year, he must withstand the pressure of his family members to make his younger brother and Zhao Ziyang happy!

The food from the back kitchen has been presented non-stop, and it takes half an hour to eat a meal.The guest room is ready for them, and there is hot water in it for them to wash.The simple and convenient toilet makes them fall in love with it as soon as they use it.Zhao Yiwen was even more amazed. The last time he came here, he only cared about dealing with the mob. After eating a meal, he hurried back to Kyoto. He never lived here.Living here now is so comfortable that he doesn't even want to go back to Beijing.

Zhao Yiran prepared a bowl of ginseng chicken soup for both Zhao Yiwen and Zhao Ziyang, which contained the well water he dripped into.

Zhao Yiran was afraid that if they had been out in battle for a long time, they would suffer from unmentionable illnesses if they were injured.

Going down a bowl of soup and taking a hot bath, Zhao Yiwen hummed in relief.

After taking a shower, everyone lay down comfortably in the warm blankets and fell asleep.Only Zhao Ziyang came to Zhao Yiran's house stepping on the snow.

Too excited tonight, Zhao Yiran couldn't fall asleep at all, hugging the quilt and laughing mischievously.Hearing movement, go to open the door.Zhao Ziyang was standing outside the door, only ten centimeters away from him.

The two looked at each other for a second, and Zhao Ziyang hugged Zhao Yiran fiercely, "Just now there were too many people, I kept wanting to kiss you..."

Before he finished speaking, he kissed him, the warm and strong breath made him breathless, and he could only indulge in it.

After the kiss, Zhao Ziyang held Zhao Yiran in both hands, panted heavily, and kissed his cheek lovingly.Not letting go of every inch, lingering and lingering, it seems to have entered Zhao Yiran's heart one by one.Let him be soft and can only accept, not refuse.

For a long time, Zhao Yiran couldn't count how many times Zhao Ziyang kissed him, how many times he kissed him.He only felt that in the season of heavy snow and midwinter, he was very hot, and Zhao Ziyang's chest was even hotter.They hugged each other like this, doing nothing and feeling happy.

The next day, Zhao Yiran got up late, and when he woke up, he found that his lips were so red and swollen that he couldn't see anyone, and his neck was red and purple. This was the evidence that he almost shot a gun last night.Annoyed, he applied the medicine in the space, and wrapped a scarf around it, and waited until the redness and swelling of his lips subsided, before he dared to come out to have breakfast with Zhao Yiwen and Zhao Ziyang.

The others, all ate in the lobby.Timely avoided Zhao Ziyang, the God of Killing.

Zhao Yiwen was refreshed, he slept very sweetly last night, and his health was even better to go up the mountain to fight tigers.This was especially true for Zhao Ziyang, his mood was as clear as sunny weather. Although he still had a cold face, anyone with a discerning eye could see his joyful mood.

"Brother, are you celebrating the New Year here this year?" Zhao Yiran took a small steamed bun and took the time to ask Zhao Yiwen a question.Yesterday was too hot, Zhao Yiran didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Ziyang for the time being.

"Yes, it's over here. The war is almost over, and King Nan has been captured and imprisoned by us. Zhou Huaiyi went to collect the remnants of the thieves. Because Zhao Ziyang was injured, our group came here to enjoy the blessings with him. "Zhao Yiwen knows everything about his younger brother, and he can't stop talking.

Injuried?Zhao Yiran's face immediately changed, and he pinched Zhao Ziyang without even thinking about it. "Why didn't you answer me when I asked you yesterday!"

He pinched very carefully, almost like Rao Tickle.Zhao Ziyang's breathing became short in an instant. "It's just a little bit of injury, just apply some medicine and everything will be fine."

"This is the truth! Brother, he was stabbed in the stomach, and he made a pilgrimage to report that he was going back to his hometown to recuperate. We all believed it, and we advised him to walk carefully all the way, but he didn't listen. The horse rode faster than any of us. After entering Mingcheng, I was worried about him, and wanted to send him a bandage for him. As a result, his injuries are almost healed! I don’t even know he has such a long healing power!” Zhao Yiwen He was envious again as he spoke.

Zhao Ziyang pursed his lips and smiled, and kissed the fingertips that he had pinched just now.He snickered and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll take off my clothes and check it for you later."

"No need." Who wants to see you take off your clothes!Smelly shameless!Zhao Yiran resolutely refused in anger.

"That's really a pity." Zhao Ziyang shrugged.

Zhao Yiwen, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, pushed the two of them away with his hands, and expressed with his eyes that enough is enough.

Zhao Ziyang clenched and loosened his hands, he was waiting...