After the lady died, the general slaughtered the city

Yan Xiucheng hugged the drunken person even tighter, he didn't care about the teasing that could not be concealed by the people at the table, and said with a light smile: "My wife is too strong to drink, I'll take him back to rest first, everyone, please go ahead."

Jiubao fell into a familiar and powerful embrace, rubbing against Yan Xiucheng's chest nostalgicly.

People who have been sober and ascetic for more than half a year became angry.

"Don't make trouble, baby, I'll take you back."

Jiu Bao was too drunk to listen to the words, thought he was still in Chu Er's new house, and said to himself: "Chu Er, congratulations, you want to be with King Jing for a long time."

"Don't worry about me,"

"I have nothing to do with him."

"Don't talk about it, I think he can't think well, if you mention him again, I will cry for you."

"Do you think I'm hypocritical? What am I doing?"

Yan Xiucheng hugged the nonsense man tightly, and carefully touched his face with calloused hands,

"Our Nine Treasures are the most obedient, so we are not pretentious and not allowed to think about it."

The bewildered person could not hear what he said, and continued to mutter with his mouth curled up.

"But I feel uncomfortable, as if surrounded by twisted ropes, I can't untie..."

Yan Xiucheng put his face on Jiubao's slightly hot forehead, like coaxing a child, his voice was soft and soft.

"Okay, okay, I can't solve the puzzle, don't worry about things that make Jiubao uncomfortable, let's go to bed after returning home, okay?"

Some people coaxed others to respond, and the little drunk who was almost at the end of his speech became noisy again.

"No, you are a bad person! How can I not miss my son, he is the best person to me!"

Yan Xiucheng was happy, Jiubao said again: "Yes, Yan Xiucheng is a villain, I don't want him!"

Jiu Bao stared blankly, his little hand slapped Yan Xiucheng's face directly, pinched enough and pulled again.

Even Yan Xiucheng cried out in pain.

"Baby, it's your own eyes that make it difficult for flowers to look good."

Jiubao's nervous and worried voice came, "Young master, you've lost weight," he moved his hands to Yan Xiucheng's waist, "The waist is also thinner, are you not eating well or sleeping well? Be good For one thing, I am obedient and take my medicine well."

"Well, our Jiubao is the most obedient, so if you come back to me, I will be fine."

"I've been here all the time, my lord. I promised to accompany you for the rest of my life."

Nine Treasures was sticky calling Young Master, Yan Xiucheng answered tirelessly.More than anyone else, he wanted to be just a son and not Yan Xiucheng in front of Jiubao.

"Baby, I can always be your son, just trust me one more time."

There was no sound in his arms, and he looked down to see that the person had already fallen asleep.The fleshy red lips were slightly parted and snored.

Yan Xiucheng couldn't hold back the kiss for a while.Bite the lips that are as smooth as tofu/fu.

His heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to burst through his chest, and he was sneaky like a thief.Jiu Bao suddenly woke up and gave him a slap, it was nothing, what was afraid was that Jiu Bao would be disgusted.

A sneaky kiss was already a great happiness for him, he didn't dare to linger here, he was about to raise his head and leave.

Why not wrap Jiubao's warm little hands around his neck and bring him down.

Due to inertia, Yan Xiucheng slammed the corner of Jiubao's mouth heavily.

Jiu Bao closed his eyes halfway, his watery eyes were full of reproach: "My lord is so stupid!"

As he spoke, he slightly raised his head and leaned forward, nibbling on Yan Xiucheng's thin lips accurately.

"My son is so sweet."

Like a child who steals candy, he is reluctant to let go after holding it.

How could Yan Xiucheng refuse such a rare initiative? He didn't feel guilty at all to take advantage of others.

Gradually, Jiu Bao, who was originally sitting in his arms, was pressed on the soft cushion in the carriage.

Yan Xiucheng lay on top of him, wishing he could rub the Nine Treasures into his body that had haunted him for half a year.

"Jiubao, baby, do you miss me!"

He asked eagerly, Jiu Bao felt that he was different from the gentleness just now, frowned and bit his chin.

"Don't kill me! I'll cry for you!"

Yan Xiucheng suffered from the pain but did not hide, allowing him to bite the bleeding marks.

"I'm not going to kill you, baby, I dare not speak loudly to you, I miss you so much, baby, do you miss me, eh? Do you want to?"

Jiu Bao listened to his reluctance, curled his mouth, and was extremely aggrieved in a low voice.

"I think, son, I miss you every day, but you don't hug me, coax me to drink medicine, and read me a book! You don't even come to see me."

"Little heartless, who doesn't want to see me, huh? Who did you learn from, and you've mastered the kung fu of fighting back."

"You said me again."

"I was wrong. It's all my fault. How about the baby come back, so that we can be together forever. If you don't want to come back and like Fuzhou, I'll go to Fuzhou. Then don't drive me away."

"Yan Xiucheng is going to Mobei!"

Chu'er's words sounded a wake-up call to the drunken people.

"You lied to me! You are obviously going to Mobei. You said that we are always together, and I don't want you to go to Mobei," the tears of the person who was coquettish and crying just now fell down as if he didn't want money.

"You're going so far again!"

Jiu Bao let go of him, put his hands on his stomach and stroked back and forth,

"Lang'er will be born when you come back, and Lang'er and I won't be there when we need you the most," but his flat stomach seemed to be pregnant, and his tone became obviously urgent,

"What about Lang'er, why is my Lang'er gone? Did Xu Qingzhi take her away? He wants to kill Lang'er."

Yan Xiucheng was pushed away by him, he knew it was recalling the things that made Jiu Bao uncomfortable in his previous life, Jiu Bao almost couldn't breathe from crying.

"Yan Xiucheng, don't you believe it! Look, my child was taken away, and I'm going to find him! It's all your fault! You bastard!"

"Okay, okay, there is no Xu Qingzhi, no Yan Xiucheng, baby, I am the son. Lang'er hasn't come yet, we will, then I won't go anywhere, I will stay with you and Lang'er until he is born Watching him grow up, I will not be absent for a moment."

The guilt in his eyes is obvious, and what he missed can't be made up for.

I can only give Jiu Bao a warm embrace, so that he will no longer think about those bad memories.

"Young master is here, baby, don't be afraid,"

Jiu Bao was really too drunk, he immediately forgot about the previous moment, buried his face in Yan Xiucheng's shoulder and silently begged for comfort.

Yan Xiucheng understands that Jiu Bao is tired of being around him now because he is drunk, and when he wakes up, he will look different.

With the emperor's order, Mo Bei had no choice but to go, all he could do was to leave enough people to protect the Nine Treasures.

Back at the general's mansion, Ruoqianruoshi was pleasantly surprised to find that his wife was nestling in the arms of the second master obediently.

Yan Xiucheng hissed lightly, motioning them to stop talking.

Jiu Bao was carried back to the main courtyard where he lived, and all the furnishings in the bedroom remained unchanged.

It was the waste paper with Yan Xiucheng's name written on it that was crumpled up by Jiubao and thrown into the bamboo basket, and Yan Xiucheng framed it like a treasure and hung it on the wall.

Yan Xiucheng ordered someone to cook hangover soup and feed it to Jiu Bao, and then personally wiped his body and changed into his pajamas.

It was still early, but he sent out a group of servants early.

Putting down the bed curtain, picked up a fan and lay beside Jiu Bao on his side to fan him.

Jiu Bao fell into a deep sleep and stopped crying, the red tip of his nose was very obvious on his white and tender face.

He didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of waking him up.

When Jiu Bao woke up in the morning, there was no one around him, but Yan Xiucheng's aura was still there, to be precise, it wrapped Jiu Bao tightly.

Not yet fully awake, he retracted his head into the quilt and kept rubbing.

After rubbing against each other, I was stunned.

"What are you doing?" he muttered to himself, like a pervert!

He sat up in shame.He looked around to find out where he was.

He looked down at his large white and tender chest that was exposed outside, and the pajamas he was wearing were still his favorite one before he left. There was also a gardenia flower embroidered on the hem, which was the same as the wedding dress when he got married. sets.

Why did I come here, and who changed the clothes?

The answer is self-evident, he only remembered that Chu'er told him that Yan Xiucheng was going to Mobei, he was very depressed, so he drank some fruit wine, why couldn't he remember anything.

"Young master, you are awake."

If Ruoqian came in with a basin of water, Yan Xiucheng specially asked them not to call them Madam, for fear that Jiu Bao would not like it.

"Ruoqian? How did I come here?"

Ruoqian wrung out the handkerchief and handed it to him, "Second Master brought you back, and fell asleep drunk, Second Master is worried that you are in the palace."

"Oh, what about...the others?"

"Second Master is practicing boxing over the Martial Arts Field. He said that he will let you eat Chaoshi first when you wake up. He will be back soon."

Jiu Bao was not talking, and quickly washed and dressed.

When Ruoshi set up all the food one by one and came over to invite him, he was still in a daze.

"Little son, the second master specially asked the kitchen to cook all your favorite food,"

The table was full, "Is it a little too much?"

"Not much," Yan Xiucheng walked in, wearing a black bunt, with beads of sweat on his forehead.It looked like he had just finished his morning workout.

Jiu Bao's face suddenly burned, he secretly cursed himself as useless,

"You guys go down first." Yan Xiucheng served Jiu Bao a bowl of porridge, "Let's eat together."

Jiu Bao nodded and said nothing, Yan Xiucheng became a lot more courageous after yesterday, and rubbed the top of Jiu Bao's hair consciously.

"I'll take you to Wei Mansion after eating, didn't I say I want to visit Mrs. Wei?"

"Thank you, and last night too."

After that, the two didn't talk any more, and finished their meal quietly.

On the carriage to Weifu, Jiubao suddenly said: "Are you...going to Mobei?"

"Yes, it's not peaceful there recently,"

"How long are you going?"

"It's as short as one year, as long as three or four years."

Jiu Bao's heart skipped a beat, did he go for so long?

The loneliness and reluctance in his eyes made Yan Xiucheng feel distressed and distressed.

He couldn't bear to pull him into his arms any longer.

"Baby, if you like Fuzhou, stay there, but don't reject me when I come back, let's start over."

Jiu Bao grabbed Yan Xiucheng's sleeve tightly, his face was full of uncertainty about the future.

"Jiubao, I really changed. I won't force you. Think about it slowly. If you fall in love with someone else after I come back, or before I come back, I won't force you. I just ask you to think about us again. Feelings, give me one more chance."

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of the gate of Wei Mansion that Jiu Bao nodded his head a few times.

"Mobei people are fierce. Be careful."

This is a promise, although it still needs to be considered, but Yan Xiucheng knows that one day he will be able to welcome the wife of the general's mansion back.