When a Zhao wakes up, it seems that the sky is not bright yet. There is still a piece of residual candle on the desk, illuminating the whole room vividly.

She was sleeping well, but her head was still heavy.

After a little yawn, she realized that she was sleeping beside herself with an arm around her waist.

It's Huo Jun.

How he went to bed yesterday, and how he slept by his side. Ah Zhao has no impression at all.

She thought about it, carefully moved her body up a little and looked up at him.

Previously, it was just a glance. This time, a Zhao really took a close look at the famous general of Pingjing.

The appearance of a man is undoubtedly very good. His facial features are sharp and profound, and his straight nose is like a master's hand engraved, no more than one point, many a point.

The lips are a little thin.

A Zhao forgot which world he was in when he opened a book and saw it. He said that people with such thin lips are often very affectionate.

She looked at it carefully and murmured softly: "Why are you afraid of such a beautiful person..."

The hand in the waist suddenly heavy.

A Zhao is startled and looks at the past, but the man doesn't open his eyes at all.

"It's still early. Keep sleeping." A faint voice came out.

That hand also raised, and put a Zhao in his arm, two people closely rely on each other, just like all the affectionate little couples in the world.

A Zhao leaned against the man's chest, feeling the heat from the other side, and gradually felt a deep fatigue. He closed his eyes and his breath became longer and longer.

After a Zhao sleeps over, Huo Jun opens his eyes.

His eyes were clear and bright, and he could not see any drowsiness.

He slightly side of the head, in the case of not disturbing a Zhao, quietly staring at her.

For a long time, in the dark room, it seemed that someone chuckled.

Outside the bed curtain, the candle tears dripped down slowly, until the sky was bright.

When a Zhao woke up again, it was already bright outside.

The body side has long lost the temperature, and I don't know how long the people around me have left.

She moved, but felt the pain and weakness on her body. Ah Zhao knew in her heart that this was probably the sequela left by the Mongolian medicine.

She sat up from the bed with a sharp pain on both sides of her temples.

When the servant girl outside heard the news, she quickly opened the bed curtain.

"Is Madame awake? But you need to wash? "

A Zhao nods.

The servant girl cleaned her face, applied the fat on it, and tied her hair in a bun.

Then someone brought many kinds of exquisite breakfast into the room.

"The commander asked the maid to tell his wife that he had some things to do, so he wronged his wife for breakfast. At noon, the commander-in-chief will come back to have dinner with his wife. "

A Zhao nods.

She looked at the dishes on the table. There were more than ten kinds of dishes, large and small, in the South and in the north. Obviously, the kitchen used a lot of thought.

She liked a crystal bun very much. She ate three in a row and drank half a bowl of porridge.

I think the spleen and stomach of this animal are not very good, so after eating these a Zhao, I can hold on.

She can only look at the things on the table, extremely reluctant to let people withdraw.

The servant girl who had asked a Zhao to get up and now served her meals was called green bamboo. Seeing her appearance, she was surprised and couldn't help chuckling.

She only knew that the handsome lady was the daughter of a rich family. She couldn't imagine that she was so innocent.

Look at this appearance, what does madam think in mind, all write on the face.