Dingjiangshan

And Ning Huaijin was already asleep.

He closed his eyes and maintained the posture he had just spoken, taking up half of the pillow.His breathing was even and shallow, and he fell into a deep sleep in just a few breaths, which showed that he was extremely tired.

Ning Yan didn't wake him up, he gently shook off the thin quilt on the foot of the couch, carefully covered Ning Huaijin, sat on the side of the couch and watched him quietly for a while.

Ning Huaijin didn't say anything, but Ning Yan could probably figure it out.It has not been many days since they captured Xinyang City, Ning Huaijin must have been busy with government affairs day and night, and rushed back overnight in order to reach Nanyang Mansion in time for today.

The bruises under his eyes are very obvious, his right hand hangs casually on the side of the couch, and the gauze on his fingers is rubbed crooked at some point.

Ning Yan moved closer, tore off the gauze on his hands, and carefully applied medicine to the small wounds on his hands.

After finishing all this, he put down the medicine bottle in his hand, bent down slightly, and reached out to brush Ning Huaijin's loose long hair aside.

"Uncle Emperor." Ning Yan chuckled helplessly, and said in a low voice, "...I like you more and more, what should I do?"

Ning Huaijin in his sleep didn't notice his confession, he was in a deep sleep that he hadn't seen for a long time and couldn't get out.

Ning Huaijin had gotten used to the days of marching and fighting outside in the past one or two months. When she was waiting for the battle, she couldn't even sleep too much, and she had to be prepared for sudden military situations and enemy attacks at any time.

Calculated in this way, Ning Huaijin hadn't had a full night's sleep for a long time.

Even if he returned to Nanyang Mansion, he couldn't completely get rid of the habits he developed on the battlefield for a while, and would often subconsciously turn from deep sleep to light sleep, and listen vaguely to the movement around him.

Ning Yan didn't go out of the room all afternoon, and sat behind the desk opposite the screen to start reviewing papers.Ning Huaijin woke up from a deep sleep twice, and heard Ning Yan's deliberately lowered voice, saying that Ning Huaijin had fallen asleep on the couch and told them to postpone reporting any unimportant matters.

It's not a lawful thing for a dignified prince to sleep on the "dragon couch" in this day and night.Ning Huaijin was sober for a moment, but no matter how much he wanted to get up quickly, his limbs still fell heavily on the couch, and he didn't even have the intention to move.

Prince Gong's self-confident self-control has always retreated step by step with Ning Yan, and now it has become nothing more than a show, which is useless at all.

Until later, he didn't compete with himself at all, and let his drowsiness rise in self-sacrifice, and finally fell asleep completely.

The unused "family letter" in Shili's hand was later taken back by Ning Yan, but for some reason, he held the letter and thought for a while, but instead of throwing it into the charcoal basin and burning it, he put it away. .

When Ning Huaijin opened her eyes again, it was already dark outside.

Probably because he was afraid that he would not sleep well, the candlesticks lit in the room were covered with gauze lampshades, and the bright candle flames were covered by gauze nets as thin as onion wings, making the light much softer.

Ning Yan didn't know when he also climbed onto the couch, half leaning on the head of the bed inside the soft couch, reading a book.He didn't grab the thin quilt from Ning Huaijin, but put on a slightly thicker cloak.

Ning Huaijin rarely looked at Ning Yan from such a close angle - after all, the two of them rarely had the opportunity to share the same bed before.

Compared to meeting people outside, Ning Yan is actually a bit lazy in private.

He was sitting in an awkward position, half crooked and half leaning on a slightly higher pillow, with one leg curled up against the spine of the book, loosely pulling half of the book with one hand, turning the pages from time to time.

Ning Yan still had the scent of citrus-flavored ointment on his hands. Ning Huaijin was probably too close to him, so he couldn't tell whether the smell came from Ning Yan's hands or himself.

The hard work accumulated over the past month was finally recovered after a good night's sleep. Ning Huaijin only felt that her body was crisp from sleep, her hands and feet were so sore, and the bruises on her waist and back began to ache belatedly. Come on, make him stiff.

The room was quiet, Ning Huaijin hadn't fully woken up from her sleep, and she was a little lazy.He maintained his sleeping position, lazily raised his eyelids, and looked at the sky outside.

It was already very dark outside, and there was no sound of imperial guards moving around outside the house. Ning Huaijin frowned, thinking that she must have slept so hard that she had already slept through Ning Yan's birthday.

He guessed so in his heart, and he was a little anxious.Ning Yan seemed to be paying attention to him all the time while reading, and after just a while, he realized that Ning Huaijin had woken up.He closed the book in his hand and put it beside the pillow, and tucked Ning Huaijin under the quilt.

"... What time is it?" Ning Huaijin asked hoarsely.

As soon as he opened his mouth like this, Ning Yan knew what he wanted to say.So he also looked outside, and said with a smile: "It's still early in the ion time, it's not long after nightfall."

"You slept well." Ning Yan said as he leaned down, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile, "I gave you medicine again later, but you didn't wake up."

Ning Huaijin: "..."

Ning Huaijin never thought that he could kiss so naturally, she was so frightened by this blow, and instantly sobered up.

"His Majesty--"

"Ridiculous." Ning Yan helped him continue the second half of the conversation with a smile.

Ning Huaijin: "..."

"Anyway, no one is watching in the room." Ning Yan blocked him back first, and said innocently: "It's just the two of us."

When Prince Gong was awake, he couldn't beat Ning Yan, let alone just woke up, Ning Yan looked at him innocently for a while, and in the end Ning Huaijin was the first to lose.

——After all, if we really want to talk about it, Ning Yan will definitely block him with the topic of "privately".

Ning Huaijin closed her eyes, forced herself to wake up from the chaos, pressed the edge of the couch, and sat up by herself.

Ning Yan handed him the clean underwear that was drying at the end of the bed, and seeing that he was putting it on properly, he called for someone to come.

Shi Li had been waiting outside for a long time, when he heard the sound, he hurriedly opened the door and walked in, guarding the outside of the screen and asked: "Your Majesty is going to pass the meal?"

Ning Yan hummed, and said, "You don't need to work too hard, just make something soft and easy to eat."

"It's all ready." Shili said, "There is also the noodles that the prince ordered, which are already warming on the stove."

"Then pass it on." Ning Yan said: "If you don't go out, just eat in the house."

While speaking, Ning Huaijin sat up from the bed, fastened the tie of his inner coat and tucked it into his lapel, and said casually, "Aren't you going to the flower hall?"

"The flower hall is too cold." Ning Yan said, "Nanyang doesn't have warm pavilions compared to Beijing. You are sleeping warm, so don't go out to blow a breeze."

The government offices in Nanyang Mansion are not very big, and there is also a small kitchen in the main courtyard, which is very convenient for making some snacks or making noodles on weekdays.

Ning Huaijin originally thought that Ning Yan's "eating in the house" meant literally, but he didn't expect him to be so lazy - he didn't even want to get out of the bed, and asked someone to put the food on the kang table.

It's also thanks to their simple eating, if there are two more dishes, I'm afraid this small kang table won't be enough for him.

Ning Huaijin sighed, feeling that if he continued to indulge himself like this, sooner or later he would become unruly along with Ning Yan.

It's past dinner time on weekdays, so the tray served by Shili only contained two sea bowls and two dishes of side dishes. Besides the noodles Ning Huaijin ordered when he came back in the afternoon, there was also a bowl of dumplings drenched in sesame oil .

Ning Yan pulled the bowl of noodles in front of him, and pushed the dumplings to Ning Huaijin.

"Nanyang is not like the capital here." Ning Yan said: "This side is more southward, and the food is also a little different from the capital. In my impression, it seems that this is the first time I make dumplings... I don't know how they are. Anyway, Just eat it fresh."

Ning Huaijin is not a picky person, she has always been able to have anything, and also ate big stoves with her during the march, eating white flour buns, not to mention a bowl of dumplings.

"It's all good." Ning Huaijin said with a smile, "There is a soldier in the Zhaoming Army who came from a border town, and his skills——"

Ning Huaijin paused for a moment, her expression was a bit indescribable: "The craftsmanship is quite heroic, a piece of cake baked is so hard that it can be smashed into a stone, many soldiers always complain that it takes half a pot of water to survive a piece of cake from him. "

Ning Yan burst into laughter.

After leaving the capital, Ning Yan no longer had to abide by the rules all the time, and he temporarily forgot about eating and sleeping without talking, as if it was nothing to do with it.

"Training the will is not such a training method." Ning Yan joked: "How about this, after a while, I will ask Shi Jiarong and the others to find some cooks with better skills, and go to the army to make tooth sacrifices."

"That's not good." Ning Huaijin shook her head and said, "It's not good for outsiders to come into an important military camp."

"I've thought about it." Ning Yan said: "It's inconvenient to march in winter, and now the end of the year is approaching. Since we can't go to the third brother's hometown for a while, it's better to rest on the spot and wait until the winter is over."

"But in this way, the war will be prolonged." Ning Huaijin said: "In fact, there is less snow in winter in the south, so it is not impossible to fight."

"The climate in the south is cold and humid. Most of our people are transferred from the northwest and border towns. I'm afraid we can't get used to the climate." Ning Yan said: "Besides, we have taken Xinyang City now, which is equivalent to extending to the third brother's residence. One paw—he's the one to worry about, not us."

Ning Huaijin frowned, looking a little hesitant.

According to his thinking, of course, the sooner this matter is settled, the better. Among other things, Ning Yan is now in Nanyang, and the longer the war, the longer he will be away from the court.Although Ruan Yin is trapped in the harem now, it's hard to say what the future holds.

But looking at Ning Yan's attitude, it seemed that he was not in a hurry to return to Beijing. Ning Huaijin felt that there seemed to be something wrong. After thinking about it for a while, he asked directly.

"Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin said, "Are you waiting for an opportunity?"