Chapter 129

Han Liang left first and went to Shaanxi West Road to arrange the land reclamation there. There are these free labor here, so the hired people can use Shaanxi Road first.

Ling Qingyu wanted to follow in the past, but was left by Yang Zhao's sad eyes. He could only raise a small handkerchief to send Han Liang away with the seed team.

The courtyard is heavily guarded. Not only are there fully armed guards at the door, but also there are people on the roof. Some people who want to spy on General Yang's secrets are either beaten to death or can't even touch the door.

But in this way, Ling Qingyu couldn't get out of the door, so she could only sit in the room and lament.

When Yang Zhao arrived at night, he saw Ling Qingyu sitting by the window with a sad face wandering outside the sky. He paused outside the door, hung his helmet on the shelf, took off his gloves, walked behind her, rubbed her head, and said, "let's go to the mountain tomorrow."

Ling Qingyu's eyes brightened, then dimmed, and said, "forget it. Tomorrow I'll see if I can start cultivating seedlings."

"I've told the old farmers in the army what you said. They will start to do it. Tomorrow we won't go to the fields and go to the mountains to play, OK?" Yang Zhao squatted down and said.

"Well." Ling Qingyu nodded, wiped his cheek with his hand, looked at his armor, and asked with doubts, "so much ash?"

"Spring is coming soon. I'm afraid there are some changes in the Liao people." Yang zhaoben didn't want to tell her this, but she was not the kind of person who could hide it. It would be better to say it earlier.

"War again?" Ling Qingyu frowned and said.

"It's hard to say, but I have to take precautions. I'll be a little busy in recent days," Yang Zhao said, holding her hand. "Qingyu, if there's a war, you go first."

Seeing Ling Qingyu staring at him, Yang Zhao said with a smile, "I can't rest assured that you are here. Don't worry, their main force is restrained by General Zhao. I also have 100000 troops here now, which is not so easy to bully."

"In that case, I won't go." Lingqingyu said. Once I left, I don't know when it happened again.

"Qingyu..." Yang Zhao sighed. He didn't want her to go. She went out of the sea and couldn't come back for a year. He remembered that there was no news until last autumn. He just thought that something had happened to her at sea. During that war, he rushed with the heart of death.

"Come on, change the dressing." Ling Qingyu didn't wait for him to say more. He dragged him up and helped him take off his armor.

Stonework's medicine is very effective. In only half a month, the wound is almost shelled.

"Well." Ling Qingyu snorted with satisfaction, suppressed the feeling of trying to shell him, and put on his underwear.

"Qingyu..." Yang Zhao held her hand, and his voice was a little hoarse. Because of his injury, Ling Qingyu didn't let him do strenuous exercise these days, but he couldn't eat meat. He finally realized how depressed it was now.

Ling Qingyu was also a little emotional and glanced out of the window.

Yan San stood under the tree in the yard. From the window, he could just see the man looking out guilty. His eyes were dim. He approached the door, closed the door, swept the palm wind, and the curtain was also pulled. Then he made a gesture to Yan Qi sitting on the roof and swept to the roof of the front yard together. (students can go here to listen to brother's difficulties)

As soon as the curtain was closed, Yang Zhao bowed his head and kissed the ruddy lips. Ling Qingyu put his hands around his waist, but he didn't dare to work hard.

"Help me wash." Yang Zhao gasped when he remembered that he had been practicing all day and was very dirty, which suppressed his desire.

This room is also in accordance with Ling Qingyu's habits. There is a bathroom next to the bedroom. The bucket in the bathroom is full of water, and the water temperature is just good.

His wound couldn't soak in water, so Yang Zhao sat on a low stool. Ling Qingyu took a towel and dipped it in water to help him wipe it a little.

Wiping, both of them unconsciously remembered the hot spring under the stars.

Yang Zhao's face reddened slightly.

After scrubbing the waist completely, Ling Qingyu pulled his legs open, and his fingers bounced on the tight skin. Before he exclaimed in surprise, he wrapped the towel on the ground, scrubbed it up and down, rubbed it loose and tight, and cleaned it carefully.

Yang Zhao's body was tight, her hands tightly grasped both sides of the small bench, and her teeth clenched, but the groans at the corners of her mouth still couldn't help overflowing, but this was just the beginning. After washing there, her fingers seemed to inadvertently stroke the inside of his thighs, bringing him a shiver, and then pinched it gently.

"Qingyu..." Yang Zhao blurted out unconsciously.

After glancing at Yang Zhao, whose face was already flushed, Ling Qingyu continued to clean his bottom. His legs were full of soil, as if soaked in muddy water, with a peculiar smell.

auzw. When Ling Qingyu picked up his leg, Yang Zhao was surprised and wanted to take it back, whispering, "it's too dirty..."

Lifting his eyes and smiling, Ling Qingyu hugged his leg hard, crossed his finger over the swollen leg that had been soaked in his boots for a long time, shook his head slightly, and said with a light smile, "Zhao, how can it be dirty."

With that, she lowered her head and scrubbed carefully. The muddy water washed away a little, revealing the slender white and beautiful legs below. Ling Qingyu looked up and laughed, "Zhao's legs are so beautiful."

Yang Zhao's cheeks were crimson, and even the corners of his eyes were pink. He turned slightly at the beginning, but the corners of his lips were slightly cocked up.

After washing her left leg, Ling Qingyu's clothes were wet. It was uncomfortable to get wet on her body, so she simply stood up and took off her clothes one by one.

The thick clothes in winter were put on the hanger one by one, and the slender and healthy female carcass was displayed in front of Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao only felt that his throat was dry, and there seemed to be a fire in his body.

After taking off his clothes, Ling Qingyu squatted down again, raised his feet, washed the feet with water a little bit, and then washed the right leg. After washing, his lips printed a kiss on the thick palm of his feet.

Ling Qingyu picked him up and stepped into the room. Yang Zhao fit and jumped on him. In his heart, every cell in his body was full of this person, and there was no room for anything else, including himself.

Ling Qingyu didn't expect such a provocative reaction this time

You can't live by doing evil!

"Qingyu." Five fingers gently combed the hair of the woman in their arms, Yang Zhao called.

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu answered weakly.

Stay at heishuiguan in July this year. This sentence has turned and turned in my heart, but I still can't say it. Now my strength is not enough. If I keep her here, I may be watched by others. After the war last autumn, the emperor sent 50000 troops from the northwest to his account. The emperor's original intention is to restrict him, but in the eyes of others, he is already a key general with 100000 troops, That's why there is the will to marry Miss Wang. 50000 troops can be fully paid in another battle, but the covetous attention on the side of Bianjing is a trouble, especially this person, who will escape as long as there is trouble.

Yang Zhao felt a pain in his heart. As soon as General Yang shouted, he knew that she had retreated, not retreated. She simply wanted to draw a line with him. She was really a cruel woman.

Seeing that he called and there was no sound, Ling Qingyu tried to open his eyes, just in time to see the pain in his eyes, unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his eyes, and called, "Zhao?"

If you can't marry her, what's the reason to hinder her happiness?

Seeing that his eyes were getting red and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth were almost biting and bleeding, Ling Qingyu was surprised and hurriedly propped up and hugged him, saying, "Zhao? What's the matter, Zhao?"

"I don't want much, Qingyu. Just come to see me once a year," Yang Zhao hugged her and buried her head on her shoulder. His voice seemed to come out of his chest. In a low voice, "it won't be too much trouble. It's OK once a year. If I die in battle, help me take my body and give me a burial place, Zhao will be satisfied."

Ling Qingyu was shocked, and then a burst of sadness surged up. My Yang Zhao, my heroic and invincible general, how can Ling Qingyu make you so Despise Yourself?

"Zhao," Ling Qingyu sighed and said, "Qingyu also loves you." Gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "when you don't need to guard the customs, you'll come back. We'll build a villa ourselves, fish every day, read books, and then go overseas."

"Will you wait for me?" Yang Zhao raised his head, looked at her with bright eyes, and asked.

Looking at the way his tail swayed behind him, Ling Qingyu's sadness was blown away again, and he burst out laughing, and then said, "yes, naturally I'll wait for you." After thinking for a while, he said, "Zhao, Yan San and I..."

"I know." Yang Zhao interrupted her words. Seeing her eyes widened in surprise, she thought about it. It was estimated that Yan San didn't tell her about July 14. She smiled and said, "you can't just have him, Qingyu, you and me, you can't have him."

That's a little crazy. What do you mean? Ling Qingyu can't accept it. She's been struggling for so long. Dare you love this person doesn't care at all? Is the atmosphere of this big week so open? The legacy of the Tang Dynasty?

"But you can only have me!" Seizing his shoulder, Ling Qingyu quickly announced his sovereignty, but thinking of this is a little unfair, she vented, "it doesn't matter if you find true love, and I don't mind." What's the matter! This is.

How can someone else get the best? How can someone else give that unforgettable feeling? Just, Yang Zhao raised her head and said, "you must mind. If you say so, you must do so."

"Ah?" Ling Qingyu looked at him puzzled.

Yang Zhao imitated her appearance and said viciously, "if you dare to find someone else, I will beat your muscles, peel your skin, drink your blood and eat your meat!"

He learned so much that Ling Qingyu slapped him with a smile, relaxed strangely, lay down in his arms, grabbed the dot and said, "Zhao, what do you like about me?"

"I like them all." Yang Zhao kissed her forehead and looked for the plump and sexy lips along the contour of her face. I don't know when, he liked it, and then slowly increased until it was carved into bones and melted into flesh.

"Bang bang!" The door was knocked vigorously. Yan Qi said outside, "don't eat dinner?"