Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

The two rode back to the camp on Suyue, and after talking with each other, their relationship became closer.

An Xining kept hugging, stroking, and rubbing behind him, like a clingy big dog, constantly trying to curry favor with his master, Zihua was very annoying, after repeated warnings to no avail, he had no choice but to use *.

An Xining wept silently, how could his daughter-in-law be so indifferent, leaning against such a big stove like him could not keep her warm, it was so sad!

As soon as she got off the horse, some attentive soldiers brought Suyue down, An Xining tried to hold Zihua's hand, but Zihua didn't refuse, and obediently let him take it.

An Xining's heart fluttered, Zi Hua's hands were different from his desolate appearance, but warm and dry. Because he didn't touch heavy objects all year round, there was no hard callus on his hands, but it was not soft and boneless like his daughter's, but with The toughness of the man, coupled with his slender and smooth fingers, makes An Xining love him so much.

"Zi Hua, I want to hold your hand for the rest of my life, even when I'm too old to walk." An Xining smirked, and put his five fingers into Zi Hua's, and was not satisfied until the fingers were tightly clasped.

Zihua's sleeves were wide, and the two of them covered their hands under it so that it would not be easy to be noticed, so he let An Xining mess around, and only gave him a light glance when he was tossing too hard, signaling him to restrain himself.

The two of them were tired of eating a meal, and of course An Xining was the only one who was tired of it.

When An Xining added food to him again, Zi Hua put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

An Xining was strange: "Zi Hua, why did you eat so little tonight, and you didn't see any food for you, did it not suit your appetite? I'll have someone redo it, you don't have much meat, no matter how skinny you are It's not good for your health to go down."

Is it his illusion that Zihua helped his forehead? Why does he feel that An Xining is becoming more and more talkative? Besides, it's not that he doesn't pick up vegetables, but that he has no chance to pick up vegetables at all. The pile of dishes in the bowl has made him unable to do anything I'm done.

"Let me ask you, what was burned that night?"

Hearing Zihua's question, An Xining didn't hide anything, and said with a blink of an eye, "It's just some wood, of course we have to do a full set for the show, and I added a little more material to the food that was cut off today."

Mentioning today's food cut-off, Zi Hua wanted to sigh: "You are impulsive today, if there is no support team from the Xiao Clan, how are you going to clean up the mess?"

An Xining snorted angrily, and said rascally: "I just can't stand other people slandering you. Killing them is too light. I can't wait to tear their corpses to pieces."

Zihua disagreed and said: "Although you and him are enemies, it is destiny for the weak to prey on the strong, so I can't say anything. It's just that there have been murders on the battlefield, so it's better to go in with less personal grudges."

Seeing An Xining nodded, Zi Hua lowered his eyes and continued: "Furthermore, I never take what those irrelevant people say, but I don't want you to lose your mind and ruin your life because of it."

This is the first time that Zi Hua has shown his concern, and there is no one around at this time, An Xining immediately abandoned the chopsticks and ran behind Zi Hua, bent down and hugged him in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder , shaking his body and said: "Zi Hua, you are so kind, what should I do if I don't want to die anymore?"

Zi Hua looked at him slightly sideways: "You are not tired, my shoulder still hurts, please move your head away?"

Is this disgusting?This feeling of being unpopular is really terrible: "Zi Hua, don't you like me?"

Zi Hua gave him a noble and stern look, got up and left the tent, leaving An Xining alone there maddened.

After nightfall, An Xining secretly opened the curtain separating the two beds, and just about to take a peek, was caught by Zihua who was awake.

"Zi Hua, you haven't slept yet?" No matter how thick-skinned An Xining was, he was a little embarrassed at this moment, but to close the curtain again, it was a bit of a cover-up, and it was a loss!

Zihua smiled, but his pale eyes seemed to see through him: "Aren't you still asleep?"

The dim light flickered in the narrow tent, making it even more warm in the cold winter air. Zihua's eyes reflected the candlelight and melted with a little smile, as if to drown people in it.

An Xining blushed when she looked at it, she just felt that her own Zihua looked good no matter what, the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to see it: "Zihua, it would be great if I could keep looking at you like this."

Zi Hua chuckled: "Why are you talking nonsense today, go to bed early, I'm afraid I'll be busy tomorrow."

"Well," An Xining agreed, but he refused to close his eyes, and asked in ink, "Zi Hua, can I open this curtain, I want to watch you sleep."

Zihua didn't answer, turned over and faced the tent.

Is this the default?An Xining smirked, a carp stood up, and pulled the curtain aside. He had long been unhappy with the curtain, and now that he finally got his revenge, wouldn't it be great!

The next day, when An Xining woke up, the opposite Zi Hua was soundly asleep, her cheeks flushed a little, her hands were neatly placed on her stomach, rising and falling with her breathing, it was so cute.

An Xining leaned over and stretched out his hand to hook the painted eyes. His eyelashes were thick and long, spread out like a delicate fan, and his fingertips flicked along the eyelashes, one by one, making his heart itch.

Zi Hua was already awake at this time, but he didn't open his eyes, waiting for An Xining's next move, but he didn't know what he was waiting for, and he felt palpitations.

"Your Highness, are you up?" Shi Da's voice came from outside the tent.

An Xining was afraid of disturbing Zi Hua's sleep, so he immediately got up and went outside the tent to signal Shi Da to shut up, and then returned to the tent to dress and wash, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter for coming to the hall so early?"

"Return..." Shi Dagang was about to answer, but he was stared at by An Xining before he realized it, and consciously said in a low voice, "Return to Your Highness, Marshal Chen has ordered you to go to the main account to discuss military affairs immediately after eating."

An Xining frowned: "Why is it so urgent?"

Shi Daqiqi Ai Ai hesitated to speak, and finally said in a heartbeat: "Your Highness, the sun has already risen three poles, but it is only late in winter, and today is cloudy, so you didn't notice it."

An Xining slapped his head. He was so excited last night that he was reluctant to go to sleep. For a while, he was thinking about how to go back to Beijing to talk to his father about marrying Zihua, and for a while, he was thinking about how sweet and loving he would be with Zihua after getting married. They will also have their own children, chasing after them to call father king, daddy.The more I think about it, the sweeter it becomes. I don't want to go to sleep, so I forgot the time this morning.

After eating something casually, An Xining pulled Shi Da out of the tent, and ordered: "After the main hall leaves, you should keep watch outside the tent, don't let other people go in and disturb Zihua's rest, and then let the kitchen prepare a little thinner." Meat porridge and snacks, when Zihua wakes up, you bring them in."

Shi Da broke into a cold sweat, is your highness taking care of the young master as a son?Why do you even have to personally ask about the meal, but as a qualified bodyguard, Shi Da has always followed the principle of listening more and talking less, this time is no exception, no matter how upset his heart is, he obediently complies Sound yes.

In the main tent, a group of people gathered in front of the military map to watch. General Zhu stroked his beard and said, "Grandma, how can I find a good place for this messy piece of land? I'm so anxious to death, old Zhu."

Marshal Chen cheered twice: "Don't be impatient, General Zhu. We are sure to win this battle. It's just a matter of how to win beautifully. Let's take our time, and we will always find a good place to catch the eldest prince of the Xiao Clan."

"Haha, what the Marshal said is reasonable, thanks to our Highness, who sent the stuffed food to the Xiao Clan barracks, Lao Zhu, I heard that the little bastards of the Xiao Clan screamed loudly last night. , A lot of people died, and those who didn't die also lost half of their skin, and there are probably too many who can be beaten, so the eldest prince is angry."

General Zhu was so excited when he said it, it was as if he had seen it himself, and he almost acted it out in front of everyone, which made everyone very happy.

"Now, if the eldest prince of the Xiao Clan is sensible, he will definitely retreat and surrender, but if he doesn't," An Xining sneered, "that would be great, we'll give him a clean slate."

"But we didn't find the place where the grass was buried."

"The last time Zihua and I saw a vase-shaped cave in the woods near Yixiantian, the entrance was narrow and the interior was wide. If the enemy was brought in, they would seal the entrance with huge stones and shoot them with random arrows. Give him a catch."

Marshal Chen pondered for a moment: "Although this method is good, how can our army's decoy troops come out, and how can we save them from the random arrows?"

An Xining really didn't think about this issue, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Marshal, I'll go there today to explore the terrain first, to see if I can find a passage for our army to enter the cave and then escape through that passage. "

"That's the only way to go," Marshal Chen nodded, "If we can't find a way, we'll think of another way."

After lunch, An Xining set off with a small troop. Zihua was worried, and wanted to follow on Suyue. Performing tasks has become an alternative kind of sightseeing.

A group of people have been exploring the cave for more than an hour without any results. The terrain there is wide, and it is no problem to accommodate two to three thousand people. It is surrounded by strange rocks and pines. As the main attacker, it is definitely an excellent shot. It is a pity to give up such a good land, but An Xining had to consider the lives of the soldiers and the opinion of the marshal.

Just when the exit was approaching, the sound of howling wolves suddenly came from the mountain, accompanied by a low threat, echoing in the empty mountain cave, with endless desolation.

An Xining followed the prestige, and saw an extra pack of wolves on the cliff. There were nearly thirty of them, each of them was tall and mighty, slick, with bloodthirsty eyes staring at them. The cold light is chilling.

Zi Hua's face was serious: "Xining, I'm afraid we have broken into the territory of the wolf clan."