I got married with my enemy

Xie Yuanheng really felt that he had shot himself in the foot with a rock. He had been begging for a marriage at the beginning, but after getting married, he didn't bother others, but he was physically and mentally exhausted by Yang Qian's torment.

At the beginning, I was so fond of crying in front of the emperor, so I didn't want to sleep in a separate room as soon as I got married, so as not to be accidentally passed on to prove the truth.

Xie Yuanheng dawdled, seeing that the moon was growing taller, his eyelids were so sleepy that he couldn't hold on, so he dawdled back to his room.

As soon as he opened the door, he was shocked and speechless.

This boy Yang Qian didn't wear his clothes well, his neckline was loose and loose, and he showed it here and there. He put on a piece of clothing casually, with his hair loose on his shoulders, and leaned on the side of the bed to read a book.

At first glance, he looked quite focused.

Xie Yuanheng was so overwhelmed that he couldn't see, his footsteps froze at the door, and he was about to move. It was Yang Qian who noticed the movement and raised his eyes, and asked in a good temper, "The prince is back, why don't you come in? Do you want me to stand up to welcome you?"

Xie Yuanheng closed the door with a paralyzed face, and walked into the room, but he didn't come to him, sat at the table in the room with his back to this person, holding his face in a daze.

A part of the dazed candle was burned out, Xie Yuanheng's dazed daze couldn't help but finally couldn't help but muffled, "Why don't you go to bed at what time?"

"I've been very busy these past few months. I've been wanting to read a lot of books but haven't had time. I just happened to get married to the eldest son recently, so I earned a few days off. It's rare that I have free time, so I naturally want to read more."

Xie Yuanheng held back and held back, but he couldn't hold back, "You want to lean on the bedside to read?"

Yang Qian's voice was quite innocent, and he was very righteous, "Chengqu has always been used to this, how can I change it in a while."

Xie Yuanheng: ...

Why didn't he know that this little bastard had this habit.

"It's the twelfth lunar month now, and the weather is very cold. The lieutenant general should not indulge his dressing preferences, and keep warm as much as possible."

"Your Majesty may not know that we soldiers practice martial arts all year round, and our bodies are somewhat stronger than ordinary people, with greater firepower, and we seldom feel cold."

Xie Yuanheng: ...

In order to be shameless, this person started talking nonsense and making up out of thin air.He had been a military general for more than ten years in his previous life, and he had never seen anyone wearing single clothes in the twelfth lunar month, even with himself.

Xie Yuanheng was choked by him and became quiet again, but Yang Qian didn't seem to read his book carefully any more, and asked him, "Your Majesty has never practiced martial arts on weekdays. The son is sitting so dry, can the body bear it? Why don't you rest as soon as possible."

This is to block him with his words.

Xie Yuanheng didn't want to be at a disadvantage, so he lost his momentum for nothing, so he turned around and stared at him, but saw that the man had already put away the book, and he looked ready to go to bed. Seeing him look over, he asked him magnanimously, "Would you like to sleep inside or outside?"

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Yang Qian couldn't help but ask him, "What's the matter? Don't you dare to sleep with me?"

Xie Yuanheng was agitated by these words, and glared at him. Seeing that the man gave up the space tactfully, he pulled a quilt and lay on the outside, facing outward, closing his eyes and going to sleep.

Yang Qian wondered behind him, "Don't you change your clothes?"

Why is this person talking so much?

Xie Yuanheng popped out two words angrily, "No change."

Yang Qian hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, sleeping like this shouldn't be very comfortable."

Xie Yuanheng said perfunctorily, "I'm used to it too."

Xie Yuanheng originally wanted to wrap himself in the quilt, lie face down, close his eyes and wake up until dawn, but Yang Qian didn't know that his nerve was wrong, and talked a lot, Xie Yuanheng was so annoyed by him that he couldn't bear it, so he turned around and told him to shut up , but suddenly met the eyes of the chattering person.

Yang Qian stared at him intently, as if he was yelling at him to hold back what he was going to say, and blinked at him, looking innocent and aggrieved.Xie Yuanheng's back was numb from those dark eyes staring at him, and only then did he realize what kind of virtue he was.

Sure enough, the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, and it really was a knife on Sezi's head.The person who stabbed him in the previous life was lying beside him, and he was so dazed that he ran out and was fascinated by others.

It should be because it is not too much to stab someone to death while this person is asleep, but when he looked into his eyes, his first reaction was still soft-hearted.

The more Xie Yuanheng thought about it, the angrier he became, he turned his head away, and tightened his grip on the quilt.After lying down for a long time and thinking about it, he was still not reconciled, turned over and sat up, stared at Yang Qian bitterly, and dragged the quilt out of bed.

Xie Yuanheng rolled on the ground next to the bed, ready to die on the ground, even if he was struck by thunder, he would not move.

Yang Qian rolled to the edge of the bed and looked at him, stretched out his hand to poke the quilt wrapped around his body, "My lord, why did you get down?"

Xie Yuanheng rolled away, avoiding his fingers, without saying a word.

Yang Qian threw off the quilt and got out of bed, squatted in front of him and made eye contact with him, "My lord, it's quite cold on the ground."

Xie Yuanheng said that he would rather die than surrender, "I am willing."

Yang Qian: "Your Majesty still doesn't want to sleep with me?"

Xie Yuanheng said stubbornly: "Don't put gold on your face, you are not so big, I just have great firepower, and the ground is cool."

Yang Qian: "Then shall I come down to accompany you?"

Xie Yuanheng glared at him, "No need, this is my son's land, no one is allowed to sleep without my son's permission!"

Yang Qian: ...

Yang Qian stared at the person for a long time with a funny face, and asked tentatively, "Otherwise, my son, you can go to bed to warm yourself, and let me cool off?"

Xie Yuanheng: "No need, I am stronger than you."

Yang Qian had no choice but to wrap a quilt on another bed for him.Xie Yuanheng shrank on the ground by himself, stopped the irritating breathing of the person beside him, finally relieved half of his mind, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

Yang Qian was leaning on the bedside with his head propped up to watch him, but because he didn't sleep all night last night, he was tossing and tossing all over again today. Looking at him, the sleepiness surged up, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.

Yang Qian had no father or mother, and had no way to go back. On the day of his return, he and Xie Yuanheng wanted to go to the Weiyuan General's Mansion, but only confessed that the servants in the mansion would still take care of the affairs of the mansion.Weiyuan General’s Mansion is not easy to be ostentatious. It is possible to save as much as possible. Apart from the inevitable management staff, there are not many waiters. Before Xie Yuanheng and Yang Qian were not in Beijing all the year round when they were with the army, the mansion took care of their own affairs It is already handy, and now it is not difficult to respond to Yang Qian's order.Yang Qian doesn't have any income compared to Miss Boudoir, he has a high rank and his salary is not low, even though his own people moved to the Hou's Mansion, it is more than enough to support another General's Mansion.

Xie Yuanheng looked at the mansion he had lived in for many years, but was now being carefully instructed to take care of the affairs by his enemy who separated him from a grudge, and couldn't help but feel a little funny about the world.

Yang Qian didn't seem to be afraid of having no one to support him at all. When a big girl married, she had to bring a dowry, but he was happy to be alone.After only a few days of marriage, she gradually became acquainted with the servants and maids of the Hou Mansion. Yang Qian is very likable, and even when he is not intentionally aggressive, he is gentle and amiable.

Xie Yuanheng persisted in stalking and sleeping on the ground for several days, and finally on the sixth day, he caught a cold and caught a cold.

Xie Yuanheng, dizzy and swollen in the brain, finally got his wish in the bitter soup, and separated the room with Yang Qian under the pretext of being afraid of getting sick.

Yang Qian came to see him that night with a pile of books and papers in his arms, and his first sentence was bitter, "Why bother?"

Xie Yuanheng ignored it, Yang Qian piled the things he was carrying on the table, lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "If you really want to avoid me, I will stay away from you, why bother to toss yourself? On the contrary, it makes you feel uncomfortable , I feel bad too."

Xie Yuanheng still ignored.Yang Qian twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and changed the subject, "Tomorrow is the last day, and you will be assigned to Weiyuan Battalion the day after tomorrow. I don't know if you understand military affairs now, but how worried are you? If you find some relevant information, take the time to take a look, so you can have a bottom line."

Xie Yuanheng glanced at the title of the book and the letterhead, and found that they were all familiar.Xie Yuanheng's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect Yang Qian to be really kind, and all the things he took were real ones.

After Yang Qian left, Xie Yuanheng searched hastily, all the basics but necessary, if he is really an idiot, if he has studied these thoroughly, he might be able to pretend to bluff people.

Xie Yuanheng thinks he is not an idiot, and he has not forgotten the foundation of his previous life, so naturally he doesn't need to look at these pediatric things.He flipped through it at random, and gradually became bored, so he simply blew out the light and rolled onto the bed to prepare for sleep.

I didn't expect that I was looking forward to it so much and lived alone, but I tossed and turned on the bed and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

Xie Yuanheng opened his eyes in the darkness of the room, resigned to his fate, and saw the name popping up in his head again and again.Xie Yuanheng was restless, he pressed the name in his heart, and even jumped up and stepped on his feet in his heart quite cruelly, feeling that he was gone after stepping on him, so he was satisfied and ready to close his eyes and sleep soundly.

After closing his eyes for a while, he sat up abruptly again, dazed for a while, and didn't know what he wanted to do when he got up, it seemed that he was acting on impulse, following the momentum.Xie Yuanheng sat in a daze for a while, barely remembering that the pile of books and papers that Yang Qian brought over seemed to be turned over in a mess by him, so he got off the ground and approached the table to rearrange things again, looking at the neatly stacked books and leaving the meeting Only then did Ershen crawl back and close her eyes.

……

Yang Qian sat in the room, lit the lamp and read the letter from Xie You. He was worried about Xie Yuanheng's appointment, so he asked Xie You to keep an eye on the army's movements secretly.

Xie You reported the current situation of people's hearts in detail, and Yang Qian couldn't help frowning.The Weiyuan Battalion has strict discipline, but the soldiers are indeed tiger and wolf divisions trained on the battlefield, and they are down-to-earth and arrogant.

Being arrogant is bound to lead to rebellion, and it is certainly not convincing.