The Wife is First

In the yard, there was an hour of rain. Jing Hao didn’t talk and didn’t move. Mu Hanzhang quietly accompanied him, and he sat in the rain for an hour. When he calmed down, he dragged him. Enter the house to bathe and change clothes.

Although the temple was used to train soldiers, it was a royal hospital. It should be complete and there should be hot springs. There is a large hot spring pool in the main courtyard of Jingjing. However, because it can't be washed in the open air, it is soaked in the small pool in the house to drive out the cold.

"Auntie!" Mu Hanzhang took a bowl of **** soup with Jing Hao, but he sneezed.

"You can also drink a bowl." Jing Hao handed him the **** soup, and he took the cloth towel to wipe his hair. Only then did he think that Jun Qing’s body was not good, and he was frozen when he was a child. The spring rain though Not cold, but sitting in the rain for an hour, the average person will get sick, let alone him. Thinking about this, I was busy pushing Mu Hanzhang and going to the hot spring for a while.

"Chen is in good health," I saw the intention of Jing Yu, Mu Hanzhang said, "I used to be sick in the rain for three hours, let alone..." Seeing Jing Yan changed his face, Mu Han Zhang realized that he had said that he had missed his mouth and was busy pulling him to bed.

Because it was built for rest and play, the bed in the other house was much wider than the Wangfu. Jingyu climbed into the bed twice, and lay down to the side of Mu Hanzhang, with faint anger in his eyes: "why?"

"At that time, the mother was made a mistake, I want to save the mother," Mu Hanzhang leaned on the big pillow on the bedside, and used the cloth and medicine he just found to bandage the wound on his hand. Isn't it normal?"

At that time, the son of the milk mother was caught in the house, and the wife had to take out their mother and son. When I fell into the lake that year, it was the mother who took care of him and saved him a life. The lady did not give her a way to live. In the final analysis, it was still not pleasing to the eye. I spent three hours on my own, or my grandmother couldn’t stand it, only saved her mother and her son, but drove them to Zhuangzi.

Jing Yan heard the words, and the corner of his mouth twitched a bitter smile: "Yes, I am still in front of the diligent hall for a day and a night."

Mu Hanzhang put a quilt on the person around him, slipped it down, one-handedly, and looked at him sideways: "One day and one night?" Is the king a orthodox nephew, and is it too unsatisfactory in the palace?

"At that time, I insisted on going to the military camp. The father said that if I could take me for twelve hours in front of the diligent hall, Jing Jing laughed and laughed. "Without the mother, I am in the palace with my brother." I have not been as good as the great prince of the singer, I was only thinking about going to bring troops, to seize the military power, to kill all those who bullied me!"

Mu Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and put his hand on the top of Jingluo to gently touch, but did not speak.

The gentle touch made Jingjing feel comfortable and squint, took a deep breath, and smelled the faint fragrance of Junqing, which calmed down the arrogant mood: "When I was a child, I would make a small coat for me and I would do it. Especially delicious osmanthus cake, I broke her favorite orchid, she beat me, I still didn't cry, but she cried first, and asked me if it hurts..." The eyes are wet.

The man has tears and does not flick, just because he is not sad. A strong person like Jing Hao, the more tears come, the more it hurts. Mu Hanzhang looked at this kind of scene, only felt pity, and slowly bowed his head and fell a kiss in his tight eyebrows.

Jing Hao opened his eyes to see him, turned over and buried his face in Mu Hanzhang's chest, afraid that he would see his wolverine look.

Mu Hanzhang lay down, hugged him, and gently stroked behind him, just like pacifying the injured little beast, and caressing it over and over again. The tired scene, falling asleep in such a beautiful touch,

‘Little nephew, you have to have a brother or sister...’

‘Even if you have a younger sibling, Xiaoxier is still the favorite child after the mother...’

‘It’s red! It’s red! ‘Scattered figure, who is screaming? Where is the mother?

'Hey, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's already gone...' Whose voice is so nice, the sight of **** eyes is gradually dissipating, leaving only a gentle face, handsome and unparalleled people in the cool spring rain I smiled at him. The nightmare never appeared again, and there was only one peace in the dream.

The next day, when Jing Hao woke up, the person who comforted him all night was still not awake, looking up at the quiet sleep of the man, remembering the gentle kiss last night, and now it is coming back. Although he only kissed his eyebrows, he made his heart jump. Slowly scrape it over and drop a kiss at the bottom of the faint blue shadow.

Mu Hanzhang slowly opened his eyes and saw a handsome face close at hand. After a while, he woke up: "Wang Ye..."

"I said it. I don't want to call my prince in private, and I will punish one at a time." Jing Hao was dissatisfied with his lips.

Mu Hanzhang blushes to bear this "punishment". How is this person so many names? "But just calling a ‘韶’ word is awkward, you don’t have a word... Then, do you have any name?”

"Mother and my brother called me ‘Little 韶儿’.” A certain prince was quite cheeky and contributed the nickname.

Awkwardly, this sticky name provoked a bit of chills. Mouth Zhang’s mouth was pumped and he chuckled: “‘Little spoon’, this name is really good.”

"It's a little boy!" Jing Hao was dissatisfied.

"Well, a small spoon, then I will call you that in the future." Mu Hanzhang patted his head and started to wear clothes.

Jing Yan’s eyes widened. Is he being teased by his own Princess Wang?

When Jing Hao returned to the palace, he was stopped by Mr. Yun and asked him to deal with the consequences of yesterday’s downtown. Mu Hanzhang was very loyal to return to Dongyuan to make up.

"Wang Ye, you have made me look at things that have been looked at." After finishing a bunch of chores, Mr. Yun mentioned the news just sent. "It’s about Wang Xiao’s childhood."

The people of Beiweihoufu have changed for three years. After many years, many people who are informed are no longer in the government. Even if they are there, they are still indifferent to this matter. This seems to be a taboo for the North Weihou government. The people sent by Mr. Yun went through a lot of twists and turns, and inquired about the milky mother who took care of Mu Hanzhang when she was a child. In a farmhouse under the name of Mrs. North Weihou, she heard the whole story from the mouth of the mother.

At that time, the old lady of North Weihou gave a hair cloak to each of her two grandchildren. Mu Lingbao had a fox fur and Mu Hanzhang had a rabbit skin. Because of the good looks of Mu Hanzhang, Mu Lingbao felt that the cloak of his brother was better than his, and he had to grab it. He pushed him into the lotus pond. At the time, there were two cousins. The three children were clamoring and holding the robbed woolen cloak. The three-year-old Mu Hanzhang struggled in a pond with thin ice. Fortunately, the milkmaid came. He took him up and then he was sick for half a year before he returned his life.

"Mixed things!" Jing Hao listened, raised his hand and fell into the cup in his hand, presumably, in order to protect his son's reputation, Mrs. North Weihou put the shackles of the next person, let go, and no one would mention it. A person who is insulting to the hands and feet, the royal family will not agree to him as a child.

In the house, he walked back and said to him, "There are two things for you to do now. First, go to Cha Lingbao’s whereabouts, hobbies, people who make friends, and places where you often go. Second, Looking for people to spread in the capital, the four emperors Jing Yu like to eat raw meat, others do not say more."

Mr. Yun understands the first thing, but what happened to the four emperors who like to eat raw meat?

"Jing Yu is not a raw fish that likes the Dong tribute tribute? But it is to omit a fish word, you can do it." Jing Hao hooked his lips and smiled coldly. It’s just a rumor, who won’t? He can kill 500 soldiers and become a prisoner of 100,000. I don't know what the four little princes will be passed down. It is really exciting!

After Jingyu let people release the news, they stayed at home every day with their wives and practicing swords~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to enjoy this rare leisure time, and Mu Hanzhang also reviewed the three-year book of Wangfu in a few days.

Looking at the monthly account on the account, the wife of the side is fifty-two, then he has at least eighty-two as the money of the month of the month, so that the thing that has no silver at hand will be solved, and the last one on Mu Hanzhang The account sighed a little, which is much more than the monthly salary of his person.

"Yunzhu, you took this and ran a trip and took my last month's sorrow and sorrow." Suddenly remembered that he still had a scorpion, and Mu Hanzhang handed over an instrument to Yunzhu, although it was very meager. It’s a good income. “The money you receive is even yours.”

"Really!" Yunzhu immediately came to the spirit, "Xie Wanghao!" Pulled the paper into his arms and ran out with joy.

"Young Master!" Lan Xuan rushed in.

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanzhang said that she said slowly.

"Today's grandmother's little daughter came to look for you, was stopped by the guards at the door, and the slave said to her at the door..." Lan Xuan said in a panic, but incoherent.

"What happened?" Mu Hanzhang frowned. "What happened to her family?" Grandma Zhou refers to his wife, let a little daughter run to find him who has already married, it must be difficult.

"Her son broke her leg the day before, and she didn't have the money to see a doctor. The people in Zhuangzi said that they were old and disabled, and they couldn't eat raw food, and they had to go out." Lanting, who came later, took it. The words, otherwise Lan Xuan, this stupid mouth is not a good gas to the young master, "She came to you, I want to borrow some silver from you."

"I know, let's go down." Mu Hanzhang licked his lips, there was no silver in his hands, and there were some jewels in the dowry, but just married and dowry, it was to hit his husband's face, it was impossible.

In the garden, Jing Hao was dressed in a white dress, and a long sword danced in the clouds. After a set of swordsmanship practice, Jingjing took over, just saw his own Wang Hao standing on the side of the rockery, throwing the sword to the niece on the side, and taking a cloth towel to wipe the sweat, while walking to the side of Mu Hanzhang, seeing his words and words. Looks like, smirked: "Jun Qing, is there something?"

Mu Hanzhang licked his lips and squinted: "Can you lend me one hundred and two silver?"