62Chapter 62: Relief

"I'm anxious to go back for the New Year!" Jing Shao said without raising his head. Anyway, the battle in the southeast will be fought sooner or later. Instead of dragging the army halfway and being sent back by an imperial edict, it is better to solve it all at once.

There is no benefit in delaying these two fiefs for a long time, because the three armies of Shu, Hunan and Guizhou have to return them after the battle, and the mountains are high and the roads are long, which is meaningless to him. Only the military power in Jiangnan is very important. Moreover, it seems that the experience of rebirth is still very useful. It took only two months to conquer the southwest. If the southeast can also be at this speed, he can really rush back to celebrate the New Year. Besides, this winter, there is another very important thing waiting for him to do in the capital.

Looking down at the sword at his waist, Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips: "How did you know about this secret room today?"

"That..." Jing Shao paused with his pen. Damn, he was only concerned with showing off in front of his princess today, and he forgot this point because he was too proud. He paused and continued to write, saying calmly, "That's what the secret letter left by Taizu said." Anyway, his own Taizu was wise and powerful, so it made sense to blame Taizu for this kind of thing.

Quietly looking at Jing Shao's handsome profile, the secret room thing made sense. This Southwest Palace was originally built by Taizu, but how did the arrangements of Shengjing Pass and Tiger Teeth and Crane Mouth come from? The third brocade bag he gave to Zhao Meng was written according to what Jing Shao said, and the result was completely fulfilled, but he didn't see any news from the spies in these days.

"That..." He opened his lips and pursed them again. He didn't want to force him to say something he didn't want to say. It was inappropriate to ask him one after another. Mu Hanzhang's eyes dimmed.

After Jing Shao finished writing the letter, he remembered that his princess had not spoken for a long time. He looked up at him and met her beautiful eyes that seemed to be thinking about something. He sighed softly and reached out to hug her in his arms.

"Meow..." The little tiger cub in his arms opened his eyes because of the bumps. He cried softly and rubbed against his master's arms. Jing Shao grabbed him and threw him on the couch. The little tiger has grown a lot in the past two months. Jun Qing will definitely be tired if he holds him for a long time.

Mu Hanzhang smiled softly: "Why do you always pick on it?"

Jing Shao rubbed his face on the warm chest dissatisfiedly: "It's not that I don't tell you some things, but I can't explain it clearly myself."

Mu Hanzhang slowly touched the head that was rubbing against his chest: "Well, I know. "Jing Shao knew very well how he treated me, but people are always unsatisfied... I was just too greedy.

Jing Shao sighed. His princess was too thoughtful. If he didn't explain it to him, he might overthink it. But he didn't understand something as mysterious as rebirth, so how could he start?

After a long silence, when Mu Hanzhang thought Jing Shao would not say anything more, a muffled voice suddenly came from his chest: "Jun Qing, do you believe in ghosts and gods in this world? "

Mu Hanzhang opened his eyes slightly and looked at him.

"I had a dream," Jing Shao frowned. Sometimes he wondered if one of his past and present lives was a dream, but the dream was too long and too real, and so unbelievable. "The dream gave me a lot of hints, such as it's not advisable to fight the southern barbarians, the defense of the southwest, etc., but these things may not all come true, so..."

Mu Hanzhang looked at him in surprise. He thought it was a source of information that could not be told, but now it was a dream. But if it was a reminder from God, it all made sense. After all, no matter how good the source of information is, it can't be so detailed.

"It's not that I intentionally want to hide it from you. This kind of thing is too unbelievable, I don't understand it myself. "Jing Shao looked straight at the person in his arms, but he secretly regretted in his heart that he should have made up another reason. If he said it so directly, what would he do if he didn't believe it and misunderstood that he was making excuses? "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I'm just afraid that you will think too much, I..." He scratched his head in distress. He could handle other things, but he always did stupid things when facing his own princess.

Mu Hanzhang looked at him silently for a long time, slowly opened his mouth, and sighed softly: "Maybe there is a will in the dark. "

Jing Shao's eyes widened immediately. He actually believed it! "Jun Qing, you, believe what I say. "

"I believe you. "Mu Hanzhang slowly raised his lips. This secret should be hidden in the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't even tell his parents and brothers. But he told him this just to stop him from thinking too much. How could he let down such a kind heart?

It's not that I believe in your words, but that I believe in you! Jing Shao savored the meaning of the words carefully, and felt that his whole heart was full. He couldn't help but find the soft lips and kissed them fiercely.

A lingering kiss, all the knots in his heart dissipated at this moment. Jing Shao tasted it for the first time, just a kiss, and it made people intoxicated.

Exchange your heart for mine, and then I know how deeply I miss you.

End with a kiss , both of them were slightly out of breath. Jing Shao looked at the person with a slightly red face in his arms, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if scratching on the heart, itchy and warm. He couldn't help but move closer again, and kissed the red lips again. One hand slowly and restlessly reached into the lapel, untied the belt with ease, and touched the bright chest with a thin calloused hand, kneading and pressing on the small bulge.

Mu Hanzhang trembled, gently pushed him away, and a thought flashed through his mind, as if he had forgotten to ask him something: "I remember there is something else to ask you, but I suddenly can't remember it."

Jing Shao hooked his lips, bent his fingers, pinched a small bean and pulled it gently.

Mu Hanzhang gasped, and wanted to say something, but was immediately blocked by Jing Shao's lips. Not long after, when he came to his senses, he had been put on the soft couch.

Jing Shao did not give the man any chance to protest, and quickly peeled off his shirt and covered his lips.

"Well... No, someone will..." They were now in the main hall of the Southwest Palace, and someone could come in at any time to report. Mu Hanzhang glanced at the open door and was very nervous.

Seeing that he was distracted, Jing Shao took the opportunity to touch down and grasped the vital part.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang bit his lip to hold back the soft moan that came out of his mouth, and glared at him, but in return he got a sudden increase in the breathing of the person on his body.

"Jun Qing..." Jing Shao straddled him, rubbed him through the clothes, leaned over and held one ear and bit it lightly, and the heavy breathing kept spraying on the white neck, making that area gradually dyed pink. Fortunately, he felt that it was cumbersome just now, so he took off his armor when he entered the house and reached out to take out a small box from his waist.

"No, here..." Mu Hanzhang was still nervous. What if someone suddenly came in? He was only concerned about this, and he had completely forgotten what he wanted to ask Jing Shao.

Jing Shao smiled, turned him over, and laid him on the couch to prevent him from looking at the door again. He whispered in his ear in a bad way: "As long as you scream louder, those people will naturally not dare to come in." As he said this, he pushed his finger dipped in ointment into his body.

"You...ah..." Mu Hanzhang was caught off guard by him and wanted to glare at him, but he couldn't see his face at all when he was lying down.

Jiang Lang stood outside the door and heard the movement inside. The corners of his mouth twitched a little. He stopped the clerk who was going to deliver the documents, quickly sent him away, and then slowly closed the door of the main hall without looking away.

"Don't be afraid, Jiang Lang is guarding outside." Jing Shao saw that the man under him was always nervous. How could he feel happy if he continued like this? He couldn't help but feel distressed. He couldn't bear to tease him anymore. He kissed the beautiful butterfly bone and comforted him softly. Seeing that he was really relaxing, he stroked the flexible waist with confidence, then separated the attractive roundness, and rushed in.

Mu Hanzhang immediately clenched the round pillow beside his neck. In the past half month, he was busy fighting and worried about his injuries. The two had never been completely intimate. Now that the knot in their hearts was untied, they were together again. When the pain subsided, they felt wonderful. Feeling that his thoughts were a bit embarrassing, Mu Hanzhang buried his face in the pillow. Fortunately, he couldn't see his expression in this posture.

Such a cute little action naturally couldn't escape Jing Shao's eyes. He couldn't help but bend his eyes, hold the beautiful body, and gallop.

Jiang Lang stood outside the door. People who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes. The sound of water stains in the house is endless, and the occasional gasps make people blush. He had to move two steps outside because of his duty, but he couldn't help but picture the scene in the house. His family has been imperial doctors for three generations, and he has heard a lot about the royal family since he was a child. It is rare to see such a loving couple like Cheng Wangfu.

Looking at the sun gradually setting in the sky, the young Jiang Lang couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. This time when he returned to Beijing, his father probably had to arrange a marriage for him. Unfortunately, he was a legitimate son. It would be great if he could also marry a male wife like the princess.

After the intimacy, Jing Shao took a bath with the person who was still trembling slightly, changed into clean underwear, asked the guards to clean up the inner room, and rested on the soft couch with his own princess. Mu Hanzhang was very tired. He leaned in Jing Shao's arms and fell asleep quickly after smelling the dry breath on his body.

Looking at the person who fell asleep in his arms, Jing Shao breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, Jun Qing should forget what to ask. He was afraid that he would ask if the dream was on the wedding night, and then suspect that he was good to him because of the decree of God.

"Wow!" Xiao Huang, who was cleaned to the ground by Jing Shao's feet at the beginning, was quite dissatisfied and scratched his trouser legs on the soft couch.

Jing Shao rubbed the little tiger's head with his toes, but was hugged and bitten hard by it.

It was very peaceful during this period in the southwest fiefdom. After two months of fighting, they finally got a break. The soldiers were very happy, and of course Jing Shao was the happiest. Because he found that the small bamboo buildings in the back were the places where the Southwest King kept beauties. Each bamboo building was different. One of them was particularly special. The whole room was cushioned. It should be a place for the Southwest King to have fun.

Jing Shao ordered people to clean up the place, lay new cushions and blankets, and then hugged his own princess every day and had sex here.

Mu Hanzhang played with him at first, but he found that he could not be spoiled. The more he indulged him, the more he became more demanding. He even refused to let him go downstairs during the day. In anger, he refused to live here anymore. Especially when he saw the evasive look of the right guard, he felt extremely ashamed and resolutely moved back to the formal main hall.