This level of physical injury is nothing to Song Beiming. He has a unique physical foundation, and in the past five years he has developed the ability to resist pain from fighting against "withering". Don't say that Han Linmo didn't fight to death.If it was a real fight to the death, Song Beiming could survive without changing his expression.

But it would be foolish not to scream pain.

Song Beiming said, "I'm in so much pain, Wei Yu, please coax me."

Yan Xi naturally saw through it, but he still walked over as if he was very worried, squatted down, put his hands on Song Beiming's knees, widened his eyes in a daze, and said, "Did you get beaten for me?"

Yan Xi had such innocent and affectionate eyes, it was too foul, especially with such a dazed and pitiful expression, which made Song Beiming almost forget that he had been beaten, Song Beiming said: "Who is willing to make things difficult for you,I was beaten because of myself. If it involves your matter, I will not be beaten obediently, it should be me who beat someone. "

"It's so fierce." Yan Xi's finger climbed up the leg, stopped at a wound on Song Beiming's waist, and tapped it lightly.

Painful and itchy, Song Beiming made a deliberate hiss, grabbed the messy hand, lifted him up, sat in his arms, pressed his chin on Yan Xi's shoulder and said, "Not fierce!"How can I fight for you."

"Then be more fierce." Yan Xi tilted his head slightly, and said close to Song Beiming's face, "I like fierce ones."

Song Beiming kept his head close to Yanxi, and he and Yan Xi got together in private, without the viciousness outside, and he couldn't say a few words, but turned into a coaxing tone: "How fierce?"

Yan Xi leaned against his lips and said, "It doesn't matter how fierce it is."

Song Beiming smelled Yanxi's clean fragrance, and Yanxi smelled good even without using fragrance. The beauty in Song Beiming's arms was born with such a pure and alluring appearance, she could seduce people just by touching her.Song Beiming knew that Yan Xi had something to say, otherwise Yan Xi, who was especially talkative when coaxing people, would have directly sent her lips over, Song Beiming also cherished this rare tenderness, and said: "Don't ask me why I made Master angry today?"

"Zuo just forced Master to recognize our relationship, and forced him to go to Jingdu to be a lobbyist, didn't he?" Yan Xi pointed at Song Beiming's forehead, and silently taught Song Beiming about embarrassing the elders, but his tone was gentle, "You mentioned it?Do you want a title? Do you want a crown princess or a queen?"

"Chunyu Nanyan did nothing wrong. Abolishing her is too embarrassing for her." Song Beiming had never been pointed at his forehead like this, but the fingers that rested on his forehead were so white and thin, without any power, instead they were all provocative.Hold that finger.

Song Beiming was not a stubborn person, and he didn't bother to make the girl not come down from the stage, so he continued without thinking: "When you ascend the throne, the queen can just choose me."

"It's ugly if the crown princess can't be promoted to queen." Yan Xi said in embarrassment, "Then what should she do?"

Song Beiming thought of the closeness between Chunyu Nanyan and Yan Ling'er. He was actually not sure what the relationship between the two was, but because of the subtle competition between him and Chunyu Nanyan, every time they met they would make eye contact with each other., Chunyu Nanyan didn't have any jealousy towards him, and his rivals were very sensitive to threatening eyes, Song Beiming had never received a threatening signal from Chunyu Nanyan, he mused: "Whatever she wants, she can always make up for it."

Yan Xi smiled lightly and said, "You are a big man, the mighty King of Beiyuan, and you were beaten just because of this bit of jealousy?"

Song Beiming pinched the white chin that wanted to escape and said, "Isn't fame a big deal?"

Yan Xi was pinched by Song Beiming, and the candlelight fell into Yan Xi's eyes, like crumbled moonlight. Some angles of him were particularly beautiful and pure, and he was so much like the moon god descending to earth, that people couldn't help but hold their breath.

Seeing the lust in Song Beiming's eyes, Yan Xi put his hand on Song Beiming's shoulder and said, "I slept with you, so I naturally want to take you in. If you don't tell me about this, I will do it."

Yan Xi's words did not intercede, but they were even more provocative than love words. Yan Xi has this kind of ability, saying anything casually is like playing a trick on Song Beiming.

Song Beiming simply stopped grabbing Yan Xi's hand, he turned the person face to face and sat in his arms, his hand was pressed under Yan Xi's body, reluctant to leave, he measured the round ups and downs with his fingers and said: "No need.Come here, get rid of all the difficult things, I want you to sit on the high platform cleanly and just be happy."

Yan Xi couldn't help standing up from being rubbed, with a tidal look on his face, he breathed lightly and said, "Ah Ming, you like me very much, don't you?"

They never said love, not even liking.Likes and hobbies seem too illusory to be worth talking about; and they seem to be too hot, once said, it is difficult to restrain the desire to stay together every day.

Yan Xi took the initiative to say it today, because she couldn't continue to pretend to be innocent and ignorant.

In fact, just mentioning the word "like" is too heavy for Yan Xi, but these two words are more important than the 30,000 soldiers on the snow, compared to the woman who has opened up, and compared to the golden key tied around his neck.What does the word Ming tattooed on his collarbone mean?

That night, Yan Xi saw that Song Beiming had stabbed the word "Ming" instead of "Song" on his collarbone, so Yan Xi knew that Song Beiming really loved him.

Yan Xi and Song Beiming walked along the way, and gradually realized that Song Beiming was very pure in emotion, and Song Beiming loved only Xuan Yin at the beginning, not the prince, let alone any surname.

Yan Xi thought, I can't play with people's feelings to that extent.

"Wei Yu," Song Beiming said in a daze, "I thought you didn't want to mention this."

Yan Xi opened his clothes slightly, the clavicle curved beautifully, and the bright red "Ming" came out, Yan Xi put his arms around Song Beiming and said: "I said, you can do whatever you want. You like me,Love me, even blame me, it’s okay. I don’t have much, but I also treat each other with sincerity, and I can give you everything I can, Meng Ze, if I must belong to someone, it can only belong to you."

Yan Xi hooked Song Beiming, and the two fell in love at the same time, their thin lips pressed together. They had complex and profound emotions that needed to be vented, and only each other could express them.

Song Beiming rubbed him into his arms and captured every part of the warm and sweet mouth. Yan Xi's sentence "I can only belong to you" made his internal organs seem to be on fire, and Song Beiming was about to lose control.

Yan Xi embraced the kiss and responded with all her might.

At this moment, Wei Chifeng outside the tent coughed softly and said: "Master, Zhou Ci is here. He arrived at the governor's mansion today, and came from the mansion again."

Yan Xi parted her lips a little, and raised her hand against Song Beiming.

But Song Beiming held down his hand, pressed him down on the couch and kissed him fiercely.

But they didn't dare to make a fuss, and after half a stick of incense, the two of them opened the tent door in well-dressed clothes.

When Zhou Ci arrived at the Yue Xi camp, Han Linmo heard that the imperial doctor had arrived, so he called the military doctor while Zhou Ci and others were delivering the message.

The military doctor asked Zhou Ciyi to ask, the two had their own experience with different injuries, and the conversation was lively.

When Wei Chifeng came to call Zhou Ci, Zhou Ci took advantage of the situation and got up. He made an appointment with the military doctor to talk later, and hurried away with the medicine box.

Zhou Ci and Yan Xi had been together for many years, and they hadn't seen each other. Seeing that the tent door was open, he lowered his head and went in, looking for Yan Xi after scanning his eyes.

Then he glanced at a burly and tall figure, Zhou Ci blushed for a while, and said in embarrassment: "I didn't know that the little prince was also here..."

Song Beiming sat by the desk and said kindly, "It's nothing to do."

Yan Xi smiled and called Zhou Ci to sit by the desk, poured him tea and said, "Mr. Zhou has had a hard journey."

Since Yan Xi became the crown prince, he changed his name to Mr. Zhou Ci Zhou.Because Zhou Ci worked in the Imperial Hospital, and his dealings with him were all done in secret, when selecting officials in the East Palace, the relationship between Zhou Ci and Yanxi was not revealed.Yan Xi himself changed his name to Mr. Zhou Ci, thinking of Zhou Ci's care and diagnosis and treatment for many years, and regarded Zhou Ci as a teacher.

At that time, Zhou Ci was agitated by this title for many days, showing off several times in front of Shang Baiheng, and finally calmed down after receiving a lot of verbal criticism from Shang Baiheng.

Zhou Ci just said that he was thirsty, and at this time he drank a cup of hot tea and said comfortably: "It doesn't matter if you are tired, it's good to arrive one day earlier."

Tomorrow will be Liqiu, Yan Xi knew that he came for "honour".But Song Beiming didn't know about Zhou Ci's relationship with Yan Xi beforehand, seeing Zhou Ci's closeness with Yanxi, he couldn't help but think about the relationship between Zhou Ci's level of imperial physician and Yanxi's "Rong".

Yan Xi was not in a hurry, and asked first, "How is the Second Marshal Song?"

Song Beiming didn't know that Yan Xi asked Zhou Ci to take care of his second brother's injury, so he couldn't help but stare at Yanxi.

Beiyuan's most concerned and tense thing recently is Song Xinghe's injury. He searched everywhere for doctors to send him to Beiyuan Palace in Jingdu, but the news that came back was not accurate.Song Beiming originally didn't trust the imperial physician, but Yan Xi would ask Zhou Ci to see Song Xinghe, so Zhou Ci's medical skills must be excellent.

Yan Xi said to Song Beiming: "Mr. Zhou has treated me for many years, you can trust me, don't worry."

Song Beiming nodded, repeating "many years of diagnosis and treatment" in his heart, and looked at Zhou Ci with a little depth.

Seeing Song Beiming's tense expression, Zhou Ci first showed relief, then softened his tone and said, "I stayed at Beiyuan Palace for a few days, and only set off when I saw that Second Marshal Song had improved. Although Er Marshal Song has not yet woken up,, but his muscles and blood are recovering, I saw that he had already reacted to the voices from the outside world the day I came, and I think he should wake up in the next few days."

Song Beiming lost his heart, stood up and made a big bow.

Zhou Ci couldn't stop Song Beiming, saying "I can't do it".

Song Beiming sat back to his seat, and his face had returned to calmness. Yan Xi held Song Beiming's hand under the table and said, "Song Ershuai and auspicious people have their own celestial phenomena, and the future will be good days."

Song Beiming nodded, and held Yan Xi's hand under the table, the tension between his brows was slowly released.

Zhou Ci went on to say: "There is also Mrs. Song Er's fetal condition is stable, and she is about to give birth in January. The woman Wen and the doctor in Beijing are already living in the mansion. I have asked these people and checked the medicine boxes they carry with them., I told the government to buy all the medicines by myself, so I don’t think there will be any major problems.”

Both of these were great joys, and it was really difficult for Song Beiming to maintain a calm expression. He held Yan Xi tightly.

Yan Xi rarely saw Song Beiming like this. He found that under his cold appearance, Song Beiming had a very affectionate heart, especially for those close to him.

Yan Xi suddenly remembered that just now he was talking about that, and Song Beiming didn't say anything he liked.

Song Beiming was afraid to say it, and made it difficult for him?

Zhou Ci couldn't see the hands they were holding under the table. He didn't have martial arts, so he couldn't hear those subtle movements.He just told the news first, and then said: "By the way, when Daozhi sent me off, he asked me to bring a message to the young prince. The official department will ask Ershuai Song for merit. With the battle of Niangziguan, SongIt's not a problem for the second marshal to be named Marquis, but according to the usual practice, he will probably be named Beihou."

Song Beiming's complexion changed, not because of ecstasy, but because of the disbelief that years of grievances were finally answered.

Back then, Emperor Tianxi used Tang Yaoxue's design to forcibly remove Song Xinghe's position as the eldest son. This was a thorn in the Song family's heart, and it was also something that could not be mentioned between Song Beiming and Song Xinghe brothers.

The Song family always thought that the court forces wanted to sacrifice one of their siblings, so Song Beiming didn't believe it easily at this time, but asked, "Will Your Majesty agree?"

Yan Xi said softly: "Teacher, if you're not 100% sure about things, you won't say it in advance. Since the teacher asked you to bring the words, it is certain that the father will agree."

At the time when the Western Region and Beiyuan were connected as one body and defended against foreign enemies together, Emperor Tianxi granted Song Xinghe the title of marquis, which was an extremely ambiguous signal - the imperial court supported the prince to get close to Beiyuan.

Song Xinghe's conferring the title of Marquis of Dingbei was a shameful act, and it was also the beginning of the reconciliation between Emperor Tianxi and the Song family.

People with ulterior motives in the court are expected to stop for a while.

The Song family is the only surname of Da Jing, and it cannot be shaken.

Hearing Yan Xi's words with certainty, Song Beiming knew that the matter was actually a certainty, so he knew that Yan Xi must have written letters to Jingdu for asking for credit for Song Xinghe.

Yan Xi has been working hard to treat him well, and Yan Xi has done many things for him and even the Song family without him knowing.

Song Beiming looked at Yan Xi under the lamp, and Yan Xi smiled gently at him.

Zhou Ci was rough in this aspect, and didn't feel that he was superfluous. He was only thinking about asking for a doctor. Seeing that Yan Xi didn't take the initiative to mention it, he found someone else to do it first. He smelled the smell of medicine and blood on Song Beiming's body, and said: "Is the little prince injured?"

Song Beiming nodded and said, "The military doctor gave me some medicine, it's a minor injury, it's nothing to worry about."

Yan Xi said: "Mr. Zhou, can you help Meng Ze take a look?"

Zhou Ci smelled the strong smell of the medicine, he was already itchy, heard what Yan Xi said, and saw that Song Beiming didn't object, so he got up and said he was offended, so he took off his coat and looked at it.

Song Beiming's injury was fine, and the medicine was sufficient. Zhou Ci took some medicine for the injury and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and said, "The military doctor saw that the injury was indeed serious, but the medicine is a bit strong, and it might hurt people with weak constitutions."No, I've got time to work out a weaker formula for this poultice for younger and weaker sergeants."

When he said this, he glanced at Yan Xi, and originally wanted to say "his new formula is also suitable for Yan Xi's trauma", but when he saw Song Beiming was there, he stopped talking and didn't say much.

Yan Xi saw Zhou Ci rushing here in a hurry, and knew that Zhou Ci was thinking about his illness.He is not as hot as before, which is a good thing, and Song Beiming must be happy to hear that; but he knows that "Rong" will leave hidden dangers, so after thinking about it, he decided to send Song Beiming away first.

Yan Xi was stunned for a moment. The desperate gamble five years ago had passed through the years and turned into a serious worry today.

Yan Xi got up and said: "Mr. Zhou, you have worked hard today, I will send you to rest."

Zhou Ci immediately understood what Yan Xi meant, and was about to get up, but Song Beiming got up first and said, "Master has arranged another tent for me. I'll clean it up and use it for Mr. Zhou tonight."

Zhou Ci stood halfway, but was politely pushed back by Song Beiming.Only then did he realize that he was redundant, and he felt sorry for having to live in Song Beiming's tent, so he looked at Yan Xi restlessly.

Yan Xi comforted Zhou Ci and said: "Mr. Zhou comes at night, Master is too late to prepare, and I'm afraid I won't be able to spare a decent tent for you to live in. The room in Meng Ze is not going to be used anyway, sir, but it is."

Is it useless anyway?

Zhou Ci was dumbfounded when he heard this, is his highness and the little prince already together in such an aboveboard manner?

He blushed again, and his lips moved, not knowing what to say.

Song Beiming smiled frankly, and didn't embarrass Zhou Ci any more. He walked out with the wind on his own. His figure slipped into the night, and he even pulled down the curtain with his hand back.

Even the wind was blocked in the military tent, only Zhou Ci and Yan Xi were left.

In the silence, Yan Xi stretched out her hand to Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci couldn't wait to feel out the pulse pillow, and pressed two fingers on Yan Xi's pulse gate. Time ticked away, and Zhou Ci slowly frowned.