The Queen's Wife

Due to the confusion of thoughts, Chunqiu didn't think about how to climb Wei Ci's bed any more, until dawn, Shisan brought her face wash water, and the guards brought her breakfast in the morning.

Chunqiu's eyes darkened, Wei Ci was really angry, and he didn't want to see her anymore.

Thinking in another way, if someone forced herself like this at every turn, not only would she not see her, but she might blow her head off in minutes, and she raked her hair in agitation.

After she had finished her breakfast, Hao Yisheng came over to take her pulse as usual, Chunqiu's pulse was still chaotic, Hao Yisheng's brows were all knit together and he muttered: "There's no reason, why is it wrong again."

Chunqiu lay back weakly: "My lord is angry with me, my heart is ashamed."

Hao Yiyi was still struggling, Chunqiu stood up and walked out, "Okay, you can go back."

Hao Yisheng let out an ah, and said, "Princess, where are you going? The subordinates haven't checked your wound yet."

Chunqiu waved: "I'm in a bad mood, I'll go for a walk."

Thirteen: "How is the princess's pulse?"

Hao Yisheng: "It's as weak and weak as the old man before. The subordinate probably has something to do with Wang Hao's mood, but it shouldn't be."

Thirteen thought about it, and asked another hidden guard to tell Wei Ci about it, and then went out with Chunqiu. Chunqiu wandered in the barracks, and walked to the wounded barracks.

Planer was defeated last time, more than 3 people died, and there were nearly [-] wounded soldiers. breath.

In ancient times, medical treatment was relatively backward, and military doctors could only do some simple hemostasis and bandages for external injuries. Internal injuries were uniformly administered with drugs. As for those with serious injuries, survival depends entirely on character.

As he got closer, he could still hear the wailing of those wounded soldiers. Chunqiu saw a few seriously injured, some had big holes in their stomachs, and some had severed arms and legs. These wounds were still full of pus, and their faces were ashen. The image of dying.

When he first arrived in the Northwest, Chunqiu felt that the war was ironic, saying that the war was just a game between the superiors of the two countries, and the millions of soldiers were just tools and pawns.

So many people have to be sacrificed in a war that is obviously not necessary, can't you live a good life and live quietly?

After he also participated in the special training of soldiers and surprise attacks, Chunqiu slowly substituted the thinking of an ancient person. As for the Tartars and Nansheng, they are like survivors and zombies in the last days. .

Even in modern times, there are wars between countries. For thousands of years, this has been an unsolvable problem.

Then there was a pleasantly surprised shout from behind: "Qiuchunwei..."

Looking back, Chunqiu saw a young man who looked a little familiar. She frowned and remembered that this was the captain she had saved when she was fighting the Tartars under the city wall.

His limbs were broken by the Tartars at the time, but Chunqiu lost his internal strength in time. Although he is walking with a little limp now, he seems to be in good spirits: "It's you, it seems that you are recovering well."

That person was a little excited to come over, Chunqiu stood up to meet him, walked to the front, that person was about to kneel down, Chunqiu pulled him: "What are you doing? If you want to kneel to me, why don't you buy me a drink."

The man laughed, and hammered Chunqiu's shoulder, Chunqiu hurriedly avoided: "Don't, brother, if you hammer down, my wound will open again."

He has always wanted to find a chance to thank Chunqiu for saving his life, but Chunqiu has been very busy, so he did not expect to meet him here.

The man grinned, and said that he was injured and survived, but his limbs were all broken. As a soldier who fought, he was useless, but he was inspired by the Legend of the Condor Heroes in the Spring and Autumn Period, and knew that even if he couldn't fight, there were still people in the barracks. Many things can be done.

When he recovered almost, he asked to stay in the wounded barracks to be a military medical apprentice. When the war was over, he could work as a doctor when he returned to his hometown. If there was another war, he would be called to continue to shed his blood for Nansheng.

After saying this, there were tears in his eyes, he hammered his chest, and made a salute to Chunqiu: "Qiu Chunwei, thank you, you saved my life, someday you will be useful to me, I will I will definitely go through fire and water."

Chunqiu smiled. Originally, everything she did was for Wei Ci, but she didn't expect to be appreciated by others. She patted the man on the shoulder and left from the wounded barracks.

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As soon as she came out of the wounded barracks, she heard the sound of the horn, frowned, and remembered that today was the second time that the troops led by Pou had fought against the Tartars. She also set off quickly, and when she ran to Wei Ci, Wei Ci happened to Also set off.

Wei Ci happened to see her running over, and thought of the wound on her body, he frowned, with a little anger on his face, this woman was so indifferent.

Chunqiu knew that she was angry with him for walking around, bit his lips, and asked softly: "My lord, my wound is much better, can I go with you?"

Wei Ci pursed his thin lips: "Follow me."

Chunqiu was worried that Wei Ci would continue to ignore him, but when he heard that Wei Ci not only ignored him, but also let him follow him, his eyes lit up, and he hurried to follow, he didn't know if it was Chunqiu's illusion , I always feel that Wei Ci seems to have slowed down unintentionally.

A group of people rode horses to the city wall. Fifty thousand soldiers with high morale were ready to go, and there was a little chill on their faces. This was a decisive battle for him.

It can be said that winning or losing a battle is a common matter for military strategists, but if he loses a second time, then he is a sinner.

Wei Ci said some morale-boosting words, followed by military music, horns and drums, pounding on everyone's hearts.

Chunqiu turned her head to look at Wei Ci, her prince was tall and tall, with a stern and majestic face, exuding an extraordinary aura.

When she spoke just now, her voice was powerful and majestic, accompanied by drums and horns, which made Chunqiu's blood boil, and boundless admiration and pride surged in his heart. This is her woman.

I used to be so arrogant that I felt that such an outstanding woman needed her to protect her all the time.

She is clearly an eagle, but she always thinks that she is pregnant, a fragile pregnant woman, and subconsciously regards her as a chick that needs to be cared for. No wonder she is so angry.

After all, she was raised as a man in the first place, and although she is pregnant now because of the dog's blood, subconsciously, she will not regard this as her weakness.

However, Chunqiu kept on coercing her intentionally or unintentionally, which made her rebound so strongly.

After seeing them off, the group returned to the barracks. There was no need to discuss matters today. Wei Ci went back to the tent directly. Chunqiu followed her. This time Wei Ci did not stop her.

There were only the two of them left in the tent, Wei Ci wanted to take off the heavy military uniform, and Chunqiu tacitly went over to help her hang the battle robe on the shelf.

Wei Ci rubbed his waist subconsciously. The little guy is five months old, and he has been wearing military uniform for a long time. He has kept his body upright, which is also a burden on his waist.

Her abdomen is already slightly swollen, because it is going to be winter now, and she is wearing thick clothes. She didn't deliberately corset her abdomen, and because of her tall figure, it is not very obvious.

Picking up the book and reading it, he obviously didn't want to talk about Chunqiu. Chunqiu knelt down next to her, and seeing that she didn't rush him away, he gathered his internal energy in the palm of his hand and put it on the spot where she just rubbed her waist. Wei Ci's body stiffened. For a moment, then slowly relax.

The strength of Chunqiu is well controlled, and the internal force in her hand is warm, slowly guiding the breath in Wei Ci's body to nourish her meridians.

After massaging her waist, Chunqiu went behind her and gently massaged her head, probably she didn't sleep well last night, and there was a little tired face on her face, which made Chunqiu very distressed.

Quarreling is a double-edged sword for two people. For such a reserved person like her to say that kind of words, it is conceivable how much hatred she must hold back. She can sleep all night without sleep. It is strange that she can sleep .

Feeling Wei Ci's body slightly leaning back against him, Chunqiu's heart melted into a puddle, such a bastard himself, how could he meet such a good person.

She bit her lip and said softly, "My lord, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Wei Ci's body paused for a moment, and then slowly relaxed, without speaking.

Chunqiu continued: "My lord, do you still remember the dream I told you about? It was the dream in which I kept fighting monsters and killing them all the time."

"In that dream world, the greatest benefit to a person is to let her live without worry."

"I have never lived intimately with others, so I subconsciously imposed this on you. I think that since you are with me, I will try my best to treat you and treat you with what I think is the best. for you."

Speaking of this, she laughed: "But, I forgot, this is not the world in the dream, this is your world, you are distinguished, smart and wise, and your temper is not a weak person. keep you behind."

The two remained silent for a long time before Wei Ci said, "What is the world in the dream like?"

"It's a very bad place, full of monsters that eat people, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water... as long as they are creatures that can be seen, they are all hunters, and people are the prey. If the prey wants to live, it keeps killing, killing, until it finds a way to escape."

"But... that place is like this, no matter where you flee to, it's the same, you get a little breathing time, and then continue to kill endlessly, run away, kill again..."

Spring and Autumn seems to have returned to the end of the world, the scene of infinite despair and depression, and the mood of despair and world-weariness spread from the bottom of my heart.

Wei Ci turned her head and saw the desperate and numb expression on Chunqiu's face, she was a little annoyed, she shouldn't be curious, those experiences in her dreams were very bad experiences for her.

Wei Ci stretched out his hand to pull her, pressed her against his chest, and put her hand on his abdomen: "I woke up from the dream."

The little guy moved vigorously, yes, yes, mother, I woke up from the dream.

Chunqiu hadn't gotten out of that world-weary emotion, his face was a little pale, Wei Ci lowered his head and kissed her cool lips, and then whispered in her ear: "Chunqiu, I woke up from the dream."

"This is not your dream, here is me, there is a baby, we have always been here."

Wei Ci hugged her, and Chunqiu was half lying on her body, just pressing on Wei Ci's swollen abdomen. This kind of pressure made Wei Ci feel a little uncomfortable, and the little guy also moved, mother, you have pressed the baby.

The little guy's fetal movement hit Chunqiu's chest again and again, and Chunqiu slowly regained consciousness. Seeing Wei Ci's uncomfortable expression, she backed up as if suddenly awakened, but Wei Ci didn't let go of her.

Sensing Wei Ci's breath and temperature, Chunqiu buried his head in her arms, and after a long time, he said sullenly: "Well, I woke up from the dream."

"My lord, I will respect your wishes in the future, and I will ask you before doing anything, and I will only do it if you agree."

"Ah."

"My lord, tell me what you want, and I will try my best to do it."

"Ah."

"My lord, I'm stupid, I can't do well, you have to tell me in time."

"Ah."

"My lord, you must also love me very much."

"..."

"My lord, why aren't you okay?"

"roll……"

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Although Chunqiu admitted his mistake, Wei Ci also softened his heart, but want to easily climb into bed?

Hehe... dreaming.

Chunqiu could only go to his small camp in aggrieved manner.

She crossed her legs to repair her internal injuries, again and again, finally she opened her eyes and looked at her palms in a daze.

Ever since she was injured in a surprise attack, she discovered that the viscera of the body were aging rapidly. Internal strength can repair internal injuries and meridians, but it cannot delay aging.

Today, she only leaked a little emotion, and she was immediately swallowed up by the world-weary emotions accumulated in the last days. If Wei Ci hadn't pulled her out in time, she might have been completely controlled by that emotion.

There is also that evil spirit that is also strongly devouring the vitality of this body. If Chunqiu does not suppress it, this body will grow old and die within two days.

Chunqiu even tried to guide the strange Emotional Silk Gu to resist the evil spirit and that emotion, but unfortunately it had little effect, and even these two energies became faintly stronger.

Chunqiu frowned tightly, if this goes on, she might be cold without others doing it.

Now her life is not hers alone, there is also Wei Ci and her daughter, because of love, she and Wei Ci live together, she is not afraid of death, but she does not allow Wei Ci to die because of herself.

So she had to think of a way to keep herself alive, or to untie her love so that Wei Ci would no longer be subject to life and death with her.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1722:32:21~2020-05-1823:16:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: vera1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Chenchenhu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!