Song Beiming was stunned for a moment.

"Am I dreaming?" He seemed afraid of breaking the dream, "Are you serious?"

Yan Xi didn't have the strength to hug Song Beiming, so he had to raise his chin even higher, deepening the closeness of his lips.

As a result, his neck stretched out into a beautiful arc, and the shape of his Adam's apple became rounded, sliding one after another as he swallowed.

Song Beiming saw it.

He thought, His Highness the Crown Prince was born with this skin, probably sent by the gods to bind the country.

He almost changed his mind when Yan Xi offered to offer his lips, but he had to take into account that Yan Xi's serious injury was still unhealed, so he carefully avoided Yan Xi's injured left arm, and gently pressed Yan Xi into the soft pillow.

Yan Xi sighed helplessly, and licked her lips lightly, as if she was very sorry.He made such movements in his morbid paleness, which made people want to tear them apart.

He was seducing Song Beiming again.

Song Beiming was defeated, leaned over and said, "You always knew that I love you."

Yan Xi hastily closed his eyes at this moment, he couldn't face Song Beiming's deep and sincere eyes.

Of course he knew that Song Beiming loved him, and his unscrupulousness and arrogance stemmed from Song Beiming's love.

Yan Xi said in her heart: Time is limited, the rest of the days are up to you.

He raised his head to receive Song Beiming's passionate kiss.

Yan Xi's sick body was softer than usual. He was unable to move half of his body with one hand, and he really didn't have any strength. He could only slightly open his lips and try hard to swallow.

He was gasping for breath.

It's terrible, the high fever has just subsided, and he can't bear it anymore.

"Kurong" was going to cause trouble when they were next to each other, Song Beiming gradually couldn't control it, he kissed his lips to a rosy color, and couldn't hold back any more.

He carefully noticed that Yan Xi's breathing was heavier than usual, kissed the slipping body fluid and said: "I want to lock you on the couch, you can't go anywhere."

"Okay." Yan Xi's sickly white body was almost transparent, and the light in his eyes became his most vivid color, which was full of seductive fluctuations in his gaze. He said, "Then I will teach you, you go to open a set of golden locks.", you can lock my hands and feet and tie them to the four corners of the couch. I can’t resist what you do. Do you still want to lock other places? You can make a few extra thin chains to lock some special places, such as-"

"Yan Weiyu, do you want to die?" Song Beiming blocked Yan Xi's mouth with his hand, he was going crazy, he was caught on fire, but the people under him were still so weak, he couldn't bear to touch Yan Xi,He had no choice but to bite the round Adam's apple viciously, with smoke coming from his throat, and said, "At this time, hook me, don't you want to kill me?"

"No." In the warm room, Yan Xi only wore his underwear, and his eyes were full of spring, "Your Highness the Crown Prince's life can be given to you."

"At this time, it is said that life can be given to this king?" Song Beiming stopped his movements and looked into Yan Xi's eyes expressionlessly, "When you went to kill Di Xiao, did you think that there was another gentleman who was rushing home to look for you??”

"Think about it." Yan Xi lowered his eyelids, he had never shown such a weak and ingratiating attitude in front of anyone, and said lightly, "If I didn't think that Song Meng Ze was waiting for me to go home, I would not have allowed it.Zi Yuan rescued me from danger. I want to kill Di Xiao with my own hands. I am enough, and no one can stop me. But I thought of you at the time. You are Fengxue returning home, and I am waiting for you to return home. DreamZe, I am not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with you, I am just an ordinary layman, I will worry about your gains and losses, afraid of your anger, and worry about your safety. I am like an ant in the world of mortals, humbly praying that everything goes well for my husband and that he is safe every year."

Listening to those words of love, Song Beiming seemed to be lifted up in mid-air for an instant. He was so excited by the sudden show of love that his heart jumped wildly. He stood up and looked face to face with Yan Xi. In this blend of mind and heart, he was a little hard to hold backEye sockets slightly wet.

This was Yan Xi's second shock to Song Beiming after waking up.

Yan Xi never took the initiative, explained, or backed down. Song Beiming seemed to be able to get everything from Yan Xi, but it was all because he took the initiative to ask for it.

Yan Xi never refuses him.

The reason why Song Beiming strongly felt that Yan Xi was the moon god was because the moon god had a unparalleled appearance, as cold as ice and shining like a spring flower, and when he was shocked by Yanxi's beauty, he thought of the moon god; the second was that YanxiHe has infinite tolerance for the subjects of Da Jing, and Song Beiming once thought that it was the love and affection of the monarch for his subjects.It wasn't until he took out the bamboo bell that he thought of the god statues in the mountain temple. On one occasion, he subtly noticed Shen Yan Xi looking down at his subordinates, the Canglong Army and the common people, just like the compassion of a god looking down on all living beings in the world.

Song Beiming doesn't believe in Buddhism, but he associates Yan Xi with gods more and more frequently.

High above, out of reach, inviolable, even in desire, there is a kind of spotless cleanliness.

Now, Luna took the initiative to sink into the world of mortals.

Song Beiming don't do this.

Song Beiming was not ecstatic, but felt a deep distress.What he loves is the unattainable Yan Weiyu, and he doesn't want to drag the moon god down from the altar.As a man who is His Highness the Crown Prince, he wants to hold His Highness in the clouds and not see the gods relegated to the world of mortals.

He said: "You are my god, I want to help you build immeasurable merits, and don't want you to fall into the mortal world. My highness, I, Song Beiming, would like to donate my golden knee to be your minister of Fengyue."

Yan Xi was startled, and turned her head heavily.

He really can no longer pretend to be innocent and face Song Beiming, he is a bastard who steals people's hearts and wants to abandon them.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

Seeing that Yan Xi didn't speak, Song Beiming's heart sank. In the end, he spoke first: "Your Highness just said it. I will remember it for you. When you recover from your injury, you will do it one by one."

Yan Xi turned around, slowly smiled and said: "When I'm alone, burn incense and bathe, and fast."

Song Beiming also laughed: "Does His Royal Highness have any shady hobbies? Are you so impatient?"

"Yes." Yan Xi's fingers were slightly wet from illness, and he scratched Song Beiming's front lapel and said, "I will show you all the shameful ones."

Song Beiming lightly stroked Yan Xi's wet temples and said, "Then, the king will ask for a favor first."

As he spoke, carefully avoiding Yan Xi's injured hand, he opened a corner of the front skirt, and saw the pendant tied with a red string inside.The golden key has a warm color on the snow-white skin, and a little further to the left, revealing red tattoos.

Song Beiming carved himself in the position of His Highness the Crown Prince, and he has already made a prison, unable to get out.

He gnawed lightly and kissed restrainedly.

Yan Xi was bitten so hard that he couldn't breathe, his toes curled up, his uninjured right hand was raised while rubbing, the cuff slid down, and the red jade bracelet was eye-catching on the thin white wrist, the wrist dangling lightly, resting on it.Touching Song Beiming's back, his fingers slowly tightened, and there were clear red marks on Song Beiming's firm back.

Song Beiming embraced and kissed her over and over again, but he didn't reach the last step. He really exhausted his willpower all his life to get up from Yan Xi.

Xisanwei, early in the morning, the night has not yet dispersed.

Yan Yu came out of the main tent, saw that the wind outside had stopped, and said with a smile: "It's a good sign, counting the days, as long as there are no bad news, and there are two genius doctors, His Highness will probably have a fever."

"That's great, that's great!" Wei Tai got up from the chief seat, walked to the tent door, said yes repeatedly, and said with a happy face, "As long as His Highness is fine, the Western Territory and even Dajing will be fine."

"My commanding officer, do you know now?" Yan Yu glanced at him, "No more obstinacy?"

"After all, there isn't even a single imperial decree regarding His Highness's visit to the Western Region." Wei Tai felt uncomfortable when he heard Yan Yu calling him like this.Good thing. Your Majesty must have acquiesced in everything that His Highness has done in the western region, otherwise it would have been time to come to order."

"Your Excellency wants to understand, we West Sanwei all want to understand." Yan Yu watched Wei Tai finish speaking, he saw that Wei Tai's heart knot was relieved, and his mood also followed. He turned to see the soldiers outside.After changing his luggage, Wei Tai was wearing a helmet when he turned his gaze back.

Yan Yu is already thirty-six years old. He has been struggling in the western region since he failed the exam. He met Wei Tai at the beginning of his twenties. The two have been together for sixteen years.

At the end of Yin Shi, it was still pitch black outside.Usually the cold wind at this time can blow the soldiers who had finally come out of bed to hide again.

There is no wind today, and the snow has stopped. It is a rare good weather.

In the winter in the western region, there are few days without snow and wind. The snow on the ground is melting, and the water stains are illuminated by rows of lanterns in the military camp.

Yan Yu was standing by the tent door, the light was falling on his face.His complexion was considered fair in the barracks, and it was dyed by the warm light, showing a little crimson, and those two pale lips also added a bit of blush that is not usually seen.

Wei Tai's helmeted hand paused, it was hard for him to miss it at this moment, and he stared at it for a while.

Yan Yu was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other silently by the tent, Wei Tai's hand holding the helmet was slightly stiff, and Yan Yu's hand hanging by his side slowly tightened.

There were soldiers running outside to report: "General Wei, Yan Tongzhi, the army is ready and ready to go on patrol at any time."

The sound startled the two of them for a moment, and they both hurriedly looked away.

Wei Tai is a rough man, he has asked someone to be a matchmaker several times, and according to his conditions, even though he was born in white and is too old, he is self-evidently attractive to girls as a general.The big boss is also the hero in the dreams of countless girls.

When he looked at the portraits, he was always dull and bored. Occasionally, when he saw a girl holding a book or a sword, he would take a second look, and all he could think about was Yan Yu writing under the lamp, Yan Yu in the school yardThe appearance of dancing with a knife.

Wei Tai has never been to Fengyuechang. In the past, the officialdom in the western region was corrupt, and he refused all the entertainments that came to see him, so he didn't know about men's special ways of playing.Because he was guarding the West Sanwei, a lot of pressure on Jiang Xijun was relieved, so he didn't join forces with anyone, and the Jiang family didn't make things difficult for him.

Wei Tai has been with Yan Yu all these years, and the closeness in each other is better than that of his family.

In a blink of an eye, he felt that he was really not a thing. He actually wanted to kiss Yan Yu just now.

In Wei Tai's view, Yan Yu is a scholar when he writes a pen, and a Confucian general who holds a knife. Such a person who is as good at poetry, etiquette and righteousness as a Jinshi must value reputation more than fate.

If Yan Yu knew that he had such offensive thoughts, he would probably turn around and leave instead of seeking a job.

Wei Tai held the helmet hesitantly and said, "Well, just now, I got sand in my eyes."

After speaking, he rubbed his eyes pretendingly.

Yan Yu curled up her fingers hidden in her cuffs slightly.

He just understood.

At that moment, he actually wished that time could stop. It was too difficult for a person like Wei Tai to have thoughts other than fighting, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait when he retreated.

Yan Yu reads miscellaneous books, but he has never experienced Fengyuechang, and he has read the joy of sharing peaches in the storybook to some extent.Over the years, he saw Wei Tai on the battlefield without any distractions, and often complained that he couldn't find a good girl, so he never dared to think about it.

Yan Yu stood in the candlelight at this time, lowered her eyelashes slightly, raised her hand slightly, dismissed the stunned soldiers, and then walked towards Wei Tai.

Wei Tai did not retreat.

In three steps, Yan Yu was in front of Wei Tai.

The figures of the two sank in the shadow of the tent, and the candlelight illuminated each other's profiles.

"Wuzheng." Yan Yu reached for Wei Tai's helmet, "The battle will be over this winter. From now on, there will be no war at the border, and we will be considered successful by then."

Wei Tai handed over the helmet in a daze, and he was sucked in by Yan Yu's sudden gaze, his breathing stagnated, and when he came to his senses, he gasped a few times, exposing the beating heartbeat in his chest.

In the past, he really wanted to get into the ground, but this time, he didn't feel embarrassed.

Because at such a close distance, he heard Yan Yu's chaotic breathing.He thought to himself: Yan Tongzhi looks ignorant, so he also has such a mood.

Wei Tai thought a lot in the subtle shadows in this corner, and when he spoke, his voice was unsteady, like a shameless boy: "Xin Cun, I am thirty-eight years old this year, and I am two years older than you. Let's stay togetherMany years later...after the great victory in the western region, where do you want to go?"

Yan Yu looked at Wei Tai, and showed a gentle smile that I don't usually see: "I have no other thoughts, I just want to stay here and guard the pass of Dinghou Mountain."

"I..." Wei Tai was so burned by that smile that his heart almost jumped out, and he said, "Me too."

Wei Tai's clumsy reaction completely revealed the secret in his heart, and Yan Yu felt sweet from it.Yan Yu is no longer young, and there are only a handful of such impulsive moments. If you miss this moment, the two of them will have to hide and guess from each other for a long time. When he heard someone approaching outside, he raised his hand in the air and said: "On the day when we retire, are you willing to plant flowers and drink horses with me—"

The soldiers outside were waiting impatiently, and a young general rushed to report: "The news just came that Song Dutong will be in the main camp today, and he sent word that we will be patrolling today, so we can go to the main camp along the way."

Yan Yu had been waiting for the opportunity to talk to Song Beiming. He withdrew his hand and hugged Wei Tai's helmet. He smelled the smell on it and decided not to return it. He said, "Originally you and I took turns patrolling. Today's weather is good. Why don't you let it go?"I go?"

When Wei Tai heard that Song Beiming was in the main camp, he decided to help Yan Yu.Yan Yu has real talents and practical learning, but suffers from lack of fame, and has been wronged to be his deputy all the time, which is always delayed.

He wanted Yan Yu to look good in front of Song Beiming, so he didn't go to take back his helmet, and said along the way: "You go, I just want to take my brothers to practice the Han family's sword skills again today, your highnessCome and show us a few tricks, it's really subtle."

"Okay." Yan Yu put the helmet on his head, and when he turned around, the candlelight illuminated his unconcealable smile with a hint of spring romance.

It wasn't until Yan Yu led the troops on the horse that Wei Tai realized—why did he take my helmet?

Wei Tai is such a rough man, his old face is rarely burned.

Yan Yu led 10,000 people to patrol.

Every time there are heavy troops on patrol, they have to compete with each battalion passing by along the way.Today he brought cavalry and firecrackers, and also a small team of cavalry cannons, these are the treasures of the Canglong Army.

Yan Yu planned in her heart what she wanted when she met Song Beiming, and how to secretly talk to Song Beiming about the lamp holder.

Lidong had died, and the only person who had contact with the Song family was gone.Yan Yu has been in the west for so many years, so she has some friendship with the Song family.Seeing that the war was imminent, the prince was eagerly waiting for his return to the capital; coupled with the relationship between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Song Beiming, the lamp holders felt that the time had come.

The lamp bearer still lacks a crucial solar term.

After so many years of planning, so many people sacrificed, the lamp holder wandered around in the dark night for a long time, and finally walked slowly before dawn after the thunder was born.

Just wait for the spring sun to shine, and everything will recover.

Yan Yu has walked this road from Xisanwei to the main camp countless times. As long as he bypasses Fairy Lake, the road behind will be easy.

It was late in winter, and there was no wind today. Xisanwei was familiar with this road, so the march without lanterns went smoothly.

The soldiers of Xisanwei knew that they could see Song Beiming, and they were in a good mood.The soldiers all knew that Song Beiming had excellent sword skills and had a wide range of routes, and whenever they had the opportunity to ask Song Beiming for advice, they all flocked to him.

After victorious victories at Gushi Pass and Fucheng Pass, the morale of the Canglong Army is high, and the Western Territory is finally coming.

When they arrived in front of Fairy Lake, Yan Yu heard something strange. The scouts in front became more sensitive. After listening for a while, his face changed drastically and he said, "Yan Tongzhi, you are under attack!"

The wind picked up suddenly, and there was still half an hour before dawn.