Basheng Ganzhou

General Huguo was obsessed with masculinity, he searched for famous doctors all over the world and the best cook in the Central Plains for him, and sent people all the way to the Central Plains to select scripts, which made him smile.

This matter was widely circulated among the nobles, but they only dared to talk about it behind their backs. No one was afraid of this God of Death.

When Wan Qizheng came out of the palace, the lieutenant Bai Yin handed over the reins and said in a low voice, "Your majesty still won't allow the general to go out?"

Wan Qicheng lowered his eyes and said in a cold tone, "No."

Baiyin gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "First, he forced his wooden lattice into it to make eyeliner, and then trapped you in Geleshan and prevented you from sending troops. He just wants military power."

Wan Qicheng didn't respond to these words, got on his horse and left the palace gate.

Chuxiu was in the private room of the restaurant, sipping wine from the Western Regions.

The guests outside the curtain are talking about Wan Qicheng.

Saying that the general is a hero is the pride of the prairie boys.

It is really brave to say that he slaughtered the city, beheaded the prince of the Di clan, and made the Di clan cede the land to apologize.

It is said that a good man should expand his territory and achieve a great cause.

He said to the crow beside him: "Your general is more famous than the king."

Da'an looked at his nose, nose and heart, without saying a word.

Wan Qicheng entered the private room and sat down beside Chuxiu.

Chuxiu moved her butt and pointed the back of her head at him.

Da'an went out and closed the door of the box by the way.

Wan Tucheng hugged Chuxiu into his arms, took his hand, and drank the ice wine.

Chuxiu raised her head and stared at him, and was fed a sip of wine by his lips.

Chuxiu choked for a while, and coughed stuffily.

Wan Tengcheng didn't let him cough so much, he pressed him on the floor with a mat, and kissed him impatiently.

There was whimpering and groaning in the private room, and there were no guests on the entire second floor, so Da'an stood guard at the stairs and sighed softly.

Chu Xiu covered her red and swollen lips and went downstairs, her ears were crimson.

Wan Chengcheng followed him into the carriage, carrying two jugs of wine in his hand.

Chuxiu leaned against Wan Qicheng's chest, closed her eyes, and said softly, "I had a dream last night."

Wan Qicheng asked warmly, "What dream?"

Chuxiu said: "The dream of being chased by a big goose."

He said unhappily: "Four or five big white geese were chasing and pecking at me. I had no choice but to run non-stop until I reached a lotus pond. I fell down and woke up."

Wan Chengcheng's hand placed by his side slowly tightened, his voice was dry, and he asked, "Did you get pecked?"

After being silent for a while, Chuxiu said, "No, I run fast."

It has been four years now, I don't know if the big white goose is still alive, and I don't know if it can keep the small courtyard.

Wan Chengcheng said softly, "After a while, I'll take you to see the big white goose."

Chuxiu didn't answer.

Chuxiu has a good temper recently, she is not very aggressive, and she has no intention of assassinating.

Wan Teng felt that Chuxiu was probably used to being by his side, and as long as he continued to work hard, he might be able to return to the intimacy between the two of them in the past.

At night, when he came back from the barracks, Chuxiu had already fallen asleep.

After taking a shower, he went to bed, pressed on Chuxiu's body, kissed Chuxiu who was sleeping, and forcibly woke him up.

Chuxiu opened her eyes in a daze, and murmured, "Did you just come back?"

Wan Tengcheng's heart trembled, and he tore off the thin silk shirt on Chuxiu's body, and then separated his legs.

The bed curtain was put down, Chuxiu clung to Wan Qizheng's body, panting unbearably, his foggy eyes kept looking at Wan Qizheng's face, obeying the man's request, calling him Ah Cheng.

In the long night, Wan Qizheng fiercely occupied Chuxiu on the big carved bed. He almost suspected that this was a dream, a dream that went back a few years ago.

Chuxiu would even take the initiative to ride on him and enjoy the joy brought by this kind of thing together with him.

He tied his own hair with Chuxiu's, traced Chuxiu's grown body with his lips and tongue, buried himself deeply in his body, and said to him over and over again: "Chuxiu ,I miss you."

The next morning, when he woke up again, the boy fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help being ecstatic.

He carefully stroked the deep and shallow marks on Chuxiu's body, and felt that there were many calluses on his hands, which made Chuxiu uncomfortable, so he moved away.

After a while, he only put his hands on Chuxiu's bare back and didn't move.

Today, he rested and didn't need to enter the palace. He hugged Chuxiu and slept until the sun was up.

Chuxiu got up to get dressed, the movement of getting up woke him up.

He took off the new clothes, put them on Chuxiu, and said in a gentle voice, "Chuxiu, is there something wrong with you?"

Chuxiu shook his head, let him dress himself, he yawned, and said, "I'm just hungry, I want to eat Sixi meatballs."

Wan Tengcheng immediately ordered people to do it, saying: "Go to the kitchen later, if you want to eat, just stay in the pot and eat."

Chuxiu: "..."

He couldn't help bending his lips.

Seeing him laughing, Wan Chengcheng's nose felt a little sour. He hugged Chuxiu and said, "You don't remember, you can't wait to eat anything. You squat in the kitchen and stare at the pot waiting for food a lot of the time."

Chuxiu: "..."

Someone from outside came to report, and the palace called.

Chuxiu pushed him, raised her lips and said, "It seems that I am the only one who ate it."

Wan Chengcheng frowned, thought for a while, and said helplessly, "Then what do you want to eat, I'll bring it back for you."

Chuxiu hugged him lightly, patted his back with his hands, and put his lips on Wan Chengzheng's shoulder, as if kissing when he spoke, and said softly: "You can bring back whatever you think I want to eat. .”

……

It's another boring little trick to ask for military power. The Di people have practiced raids on several Wuhe tribes in the border area. The king ignored the border wars, but stared at the military power in his hands.

He knows what's going on. Since his father's generation, Wanqi's family has become the fierce tiger under the king's couch. He returned to Geleshan three years ago because of his time in the Central Plains. , the king intends to take back the military power of Wanqi's family.

When he returned to Geleshan three years ago, the deputy general Baiyin was greatly relieved. Baiyin was under pressure to conceal the disappearance of the general. In autumn, he and Chuxiu went down the mountain. He contacted Baiyin, and then stabilized It also helped some people in Geleshan to settle down a bit. When he returned to Geleshan, everyone thought that he had been guarding the frontier and never left.

For three years, he was kept in the bustling capital city by the king, but every time he left the city gate, he would be called into the palace for questioning the next day, and he had to deal with spies from various parties and the secret work of the mansion.

He thinks about Chuxiu every day, wondering if he has enough money for him, whether he will be afraid when he wakes up and sees that he is not there, whether he will be angry when he knows that he has left, and what if he When you meet a person with ulterior motives, who will protect him in danger.

But with so many concerns, what he thought at the time was farewell, because he was the general of a country after all.

……

Come out from the palace, noon has passed.

He rode his horse on the long street, glanced at the surrounding restaurants and shops, thinking about what to buy for Chuxiu, but suddenly he saw Da'an coming on his horse.

Da'an got off his horse, knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Master, the young master is gone."

Chuxiu was wrong, he should have noticed it long ago, but he deliberately avoided Chuxiu's abnormality.

Especially last night, when Chuxiu had sex with him, his appearance was exactly the same as before.

It was clearly a bustling city in midsummer, but Wan Qicheng seemed to be in an ice cellar.

The steed roared and shot out like an arrow.

Da'an said that Chuxiu wanted to eat pastries from West Street, because he went there often recently, so Da'an didn't suspect anything.

But when he went in, it was just a mistake, and he disappeared.

If Chuxiu recovers his memory, no one will be able to find him. He is proficient in disguise, and his use of it can be said to be superb.

If Chuxiu regains his memory and wants to hide from him, he may never even want to see him in his life.

Chuxiu once asked him when he would let him go, and he replied that when he was ready, he was looking for an opportunity to get out and take Chuxiu away, but he was still too late.

The people in the general's mansion were almost empty, and they all went out to search for people, and the pro-barracks stationed outside the city were also searching.

Wan Qizheng went back to the small summer courtyard he built for Chuxiu. The lamb was lying on its stomach in the garden under the moon, with its face on the side of the grass, chewing leisurely, and it could eat fresh grass with its mouth open. The first Xiu when I was lazy.

There was no one in the courtyard, so he walked into the room, and the book that Chuxiu read yesterday was still on the table, as if the person would pick it up at any time and continue to read it.

He searched around the house, but couldn't find a single word that Chuxiu had left for him, so that person just left, just like...just like himself three years ago.

The moonlit night is quiet, and the long summer is cold and silent.