Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

Guard Ren returned to the barracks one step later than An Xining and the others. At that time, he was in a mess and covered in blood when he came back, which shocked everyone, not to mention that the horse behind him was carrying an unknown General Yan or dead. .

"What happened?" Marshal Chen turned pale with shock, and quickly got up and asked.

Guard Ren knelt down in front of Marshal Chen with a sad expression on his face: "Marshal, the last general and General Yan Shen were ordered by His Royal Highness to detonate the Flint. Yan Shenwei was the rescuer of the last general, but he resisted hundreds of enemy generals with his own strength, and even though he escaped, he was exhausted and died of serious injuries!"

At the end, there was a hint of sobs in his voice, his eyes were reddish, and he was about to cry. General Zhu, who was beside him, was very sad, and immediately stepped forward to help Yan Shen to dismount the corpse, but was stopped by Marshal Chen.

"General Zhu, you go and tell the soldiers to pay homage to General Yan and the brothers who died today, and I will arrange the rest."

General Zhu looked puzzled: "Marshal, why are you in such a hurry?"

"The dead are the most important, and it is safe to be buried in the ground. The capital is thousands of miles away, and I don't know how to go back. Why don't you do it here for General Yan."

General Zhu thought so too, if the Japanese died in battle, what would be handed over to his family would be just a handful of ashes.

After General Zhu left, Marshal Chen asked the soldiers on both sides to remove the body of General Yan Can, covered it with a white cloth, and ordered no one to disturb the dead before he went back with heavy steps. When passing by An Xining, An Xining After giving him a grateful look, Marshal Chen walked away with a barely audible sigh.

Zihua stood beside An Xining, walked back with him, opened the curtain and asked: "When you cut off the food and grass of the Xiao clan, you were in danger, but what did General Yan do?"

An Xining rubbed his nose: "That's right, it was indeed him who did it. He is from my second brother's side. When I first entered the Northern Camp, he wanted to disown me. Now it's a revenge."

Zi Hua sighed: "It is said that the royal family is ruthless, for an imperial chair can kill flesh and blood, and this battlefield is even more brutal."

"That's right. The battle for the throne is a war without gunpowder. It has always been a battle of success. The supreme power above the palace has always been stained with blood. No one can escape it."

Zi Hua looked at him in a blink of an eye: "Then what about you, do you also covet the imperial throne?"

An Xining circled Zihua in his arms, and whispered in his ear, "I, I am satisfied with you in this life, and the throne of imperial power is not as good as Zihua's."

Zihua's earlobe was showing a thin powder, this person is really, he always adds a few sweet words suddenly when he is talking about business, which makes his heart beat unexpectedly.

Raising his hand to An Xining, Zi Hua pretended to be angry and said, "I'm serious, don't talk nonsense with me."

An Xining was aggrieved: "What I say is all serious. There is nothing messy. In my heart, there is nothing more serious than you, Zi Hua."

Zi Hua glanced at him: "You just use this mouth to coax the little girl?"

An Xining yelled at her injustice: "There's no such thing as a little girl. I can't hold anyone in my heart except Zi Hua. I only say good things to you. You still wrong me so much, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"No, no, no, I don't dare to have anything." An Xining acted like a dog, and finally made Zihua happy, and silently wiped off his cold sweat. Why does he feel that Zihua is getting more and more difficult to handle in this life? What?

Looking at the two embracing each other, the little wolf felt he was left out, and circled around their feet unwillingly, protesting, An Xining was so annoyed that he wanted to pack him up and throw him out of the tent.

But in fact, before he pushed the little wolf out of the tent, Zihua had already pushed him out of his arms, turned around and hugged the little wolf in his arms.

Seeing the little wolf's comfortable face, and looking at himself with smug little eyes, An Xining was going crazy, and went to Zihua with a sad face, his eyes full of begging for comfort.

Zihua endured a smile, turned his back to him and put the little wolf on the bench: "Last time you said in front of the wolf king that as long as you win a battle, you will be thanked generously, and now you have got what you want. When are you going to thank me?" The Wolf King and the others? I can also bring the little wolf to join them."

An Xining said without hesitation: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Let's go tomorrow, but what gift do we want to give?"

Zi Hua looked at him with tenderness in his eyes: "Since it's for the wolves, what else is more suitable than meat?"

"Yes," An Xining took the opportunity to step forward and smacked Zi Hua's face, "Zi Hua, you are so smart."

Zi Hua stared at him without saying a word, and let him giggle by himself.

Early the next morning, An Xining set off with his family. He couldn't go to Shan'ao, where the corpses of the Xiao clan were piled up, and Xia Jun's soldiers were cleaning it up there, so they wanted to find the wolf king and the others. You also need to rely on the little guy in Huazi's arms.

Sure enough, the little wolf lived up to their expectations. After going around in the woods for a few times, he howled a few more times. Although the small voice was extremely immature, it finally didn't break the sound and attracted the pack of wolves.

When the little wolf saw his parents, he immediately ran up, circled around the mother wolf, and hugged his brothers again.

An Xining took all the bag of meat off the horse and gave it to the wolves. He couldn't help laughing when he saw that the usually majestic wolf king was robbing people for food like a child.

After a full meal, the pack of wolves dispersed, leaving only the wolf king's family. Zi Huaben intended to let the little wolf reunite with his family for a day, so he was not in a hurry to leave, so he found a clean stone and sat down.

Seeing this, the Wolf King came over flicking his tail, gave him a haughty look, and motioned for them to come with him. Zihua and An Xining had nothing to do, and followed immediately.

After passing through several trails and a cave, the eyes suddenly opened up, the temperature around suddenly rose, the green grass in front of the eyes, the fragrance of flowers smelled, and there were basically two worlds with the outside.

Going further in, there is a pool of hot springs in front of you. The hot spring is steaming, and the mist is like being in a fairyland. There is a cloud of moisture and the smell of sulfur lingering at the tip of the nose.

An Xining saw the wolf king's family lying down and playing in the surrounding grass far away, and he couldn't help but sigh at the waste, but he didn't go down to take a bath. After all, there was a picture next to him, and he was afraid that he would be taken as a hooligan.

But if I can take a mandarin duck bath with Zi Hua...

An Xining laughed hard, Zihua gave him a cold look, and reminded: "I never told you, as long as I want, I can know what's on your mind."

Like a pot of cold water poured down, all the charms in An Xining's mind disappeared. It felt like reading a pornographic book behind his back, thinking that no one knew about it, but was always being held by his wife. know the same.

How stupid!

Until the time when he went back, An Xining didn't dare to think about it wildly. This kind of thing that could ruin his image even with a small look was simply too scary.

Zihua laughed: "I lied to you, if there is such a supernatural power, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

An Xining could only laugh or cry.

In the middle of the night, His Highness the Fifth Prince who had always been sleeping woke up for some reason, subconsciously looked at the opposite side through the moonlight leaking through the window, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I saw that the bed on the opposite side was empty, there was no figure of Zi Hua at all, only the little wolf under his bed was still sleeping contentedly.

All the drowsiness disappeared, An Xining immediately got up and went to the bed painted by the detective, the bed was deserted, without even a shred of heat, where would he go?Since Zihua promised him to be with him, he definitely wouldn't leave without saying goodbye, but now that he's gone, where did he go?

An Xining forced himself to calm down, and tried to think of places where Zihua might go. Suddenly, Fulin's heart came to his mind. He thought of a place, and in a hurry, he didn't care about dressing, so he went directly to the stables and rode Tayan into the forest. go.

Abandoning the reins, An Xining ran towards the hot spring.

As they got closer, there was the sound of stream water coming, because there were still some rocks scattered all over the hot spring, so Zi Hua hadn't been seen yet, but An Xining was sure that Zi Hua was here.

After two more steps, scattered clothes appeared on the ground, all in white, all the way to the spring.An Xining bent down, picked up one piece and held it in the palm of his hand, breathing suddenly and heavily.

Taking off his clothes, An Xining put them together with Zihua's clothes, and walked towards the depths of the hot spring naked. The spring water encountered obstacles and flowed along both sides, washing his body, itching, from the inside out the itch.

Turning around a boulder, a man appeared in front of him. Under the moonlight, he couldn't see it clearly, and with the mist around him, he just felt like a silhouette in a dream.

The man's long hair was tied up with a ribbon, and the spring water only reached half of his buttocks. The lines of his upper body were lean and smooth, and his smooth skin was soaked in water, shining crystal-clearly under the moonlight.

The shape of the shoulder blades is perfect, as delicate as a jade carving, and the waist is narrow but implies strength, not weak, and An Xining can imagine the feeling of wrapping it in his arms with one arm.

A drop of water slid down the groove in the middle of the back, and gradually disappeared in a place that made people imagine. An Xining swallowed, only to feel his whole body burning hot.

"Who?"

Zi Hua yelled angrily, he didn't expect that there were people here, and he was distracted just now, so he didn't notice An Xining's approach.

"Zi Hua..." An Xining called out softly, and slowly approached him, until he caught Zi Hua's hand hidden in the water, he didn't let go of his heart, but the inner impulse became stronger and stronger, forcing him He does certain things.

An Xining circled Zihua from behind, with his hands wrapped around his waist, his thick chest was pressed against Zihua's smooth back, and his hands felt slippery when his skin touched, even his empty heart was squeezed. fill up.

Warm breath sprayed against Zi Hua's ears, making people's hearts itch unbearably. An Xining was next to his ears, kissed the back of his neck lightly, and murmured Zi Hua's name sentence by sentence.