C228 Intimacy

Her eyes moved around and her expression was sweet. She didn't say anything but answered his question with her actions. She lightly wrapped her arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him. It had been a long time since his wife had such a lively and fervent reaction. He was extremely excited, and without caring about anything else, he carried her on his body. After experiencing so many hardships, this was the first time Fang felt such intimacy, without any estrangement …

There were no longer any restrictions, no hesitations, no obstacles.

Be a complete woman, a woman whom he could love, who could love him, who could give him many children.

Otherwise, how could life be complete?

His voice cracked as he asked, "Can you bear it?"

She only smiled as she placed her hand on his chest and slid down in circles. Her voice was as sweet as honey, "Pengju, I really want to give birth to a child for you …"

Her sweet voice made him laugh. What would she and her child look like?

She suddenly let out a soft sigh. "I don't know if I can be born …"

"Yes, definitely. "Haha …"

He gently turned his wife's body and placed her under him. He leaned over her but didn't press her down. His voice was so gentle that it seemed to be dripping water, "It's good to have children, but even if we can't, we still have Wen Long's children. If she wasn't her own flesh and blood, she was more likely to be her own flesh and blood … It was enough for the two of us to enjoy such a pleasant life. We're not bad at anything, are we? "

Her heart trembled. For a long time, she had always treated Xiao Luwenlong as her own son, but in her heart, she had always been conflicted about whether she could have a child, afraid that she would put an end to Pengju's scented flames.

What kind of incense? Just one surname Yue and one surname Lu was nothing compared to that?

The children of Wen Long were his own incense.

Right now, Yue Pengju's words were like a hammer on the head. That's right, his husband and wife were like this, with a Wen Long's child, what was there to be regretful about? It was god's will to give birth to a child, why should he worry about others?

She smiled and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. "I will listen to you."

He turned his body and hugged his wife. When he saw her tears streaming down her face, he laughed. "Idiot, what a fool …"

This "fool" made her cry even more, wiping her tears and snot all over his chest.

He gently stroked his wife's unkempt hair. He tidied it up well and put it behind his cheek before sitting up and wiping her tears with the palm of his hand. She snuggled close to his chest and laughed, "Pengju, I've thought it through. I won't feel any heartache if I don't give birth to a child."

"Hur hur, this is what you call good."

Only then did he relax and relax his body. It was a pleasure that he had not experienced for a long time. It was extremely comfortable, as if his entire body and mind had been greatly relaxed. He whispered next to her ear, "No wonder they say that there are three great joys in life. The first is the wedding night … This matter... Hehe … "How comfortable …"

She blushed and spat at him. In the barracks, the men had been soldiers for three years, the sows had seen them as mink cicadas, and when she returned to the city, she had found wives and concubines, and brothels with no wives and concubines; while the wives and concubines were not by her side, and even the wives and concubines were by her side … As long as it was a man, they would all look forward to running towards the brothel … He yearned for a new body, yearned for that primitive joy. The more boring the days were, the more they yearned for this kind of happiness. They didn't know if this was a common ailment of men since ancient times.

Only Yue Pengju would never go to these places, but as long as it was a man who experienced such pleasure, it would be like taking drugs, and he would not be able to endure it any longer. And Penga, on the days of his own illness, he was actually able to endure for so long before he was able to say such words. She couldn't help but laugh as she lightly bit his ear and charmingly said, "From now on, you can do whatever you want every night …"

He was so happy that he nudged her and they hugged and laughed for a long time before they fell into a deep and contented sleep.

Early in the morning, Hua Rong woke up from the crook of her husband's arm.

Yue Pengju touched her red lips with his finger and asked gently, "What good dream are you in? So happy? "

"Hehe, I dreamt of a sun falling into my dress and turning into a gold ingot, hahaha …"

"Ah?" Hahaha, Sister Shi Qi, you want the gold ingot? "Haha …" He pretended to be serious. "I'll go find one for you."

She knocked his hand away and pulled him out of bed. "You're still talking about it? Look, it's getting late. I've delayed getting up early …"

The two of them had slept very soundly for the second time in the spring. Even their old habit of waking up early was delayed a little. Yue Pengju got off the bed and quickly put it on.

Seeing him flustered, Hua Rong chuckled, then stood up, tidied herself up, put on a scarf over his head, tidied up her clothes, and when she saw that he looked alright, her face reddened: "Pengju, I realized that you're getting more and more handsome …."

Hearing his wife's straightforward praise, Yue Pengju laughed and rubbed his head. He held her hand and turned to leave without saying a word.

The capital was in sight.

Hua Rong suddenly reined in her horse. The further she went into the capital, the more anxious she became, and even the happiness of a couple couldn't hide their dejected feelings. Can we overthrow Qin Gui and his wife this time?

Yue Pengju looked at his wife's worried expression, and then stared at her eyes. He reached out and grabbed her hand, then decisively said, "After we enter the capital, I'll arrange it."

If he hadn't persisted and taken care of his wife, putting her in dire straits many times before, now, he didn't want his wife to take any more risks.

She nodded and smiled. "Alright, I will follow your lead."

In her heart, she knew that she could not hold it in and would only act according to Pengju's plan. Being with a tiger as his companion meant that if he wasn't certain, he would face endless troubles in the future. At this point in time, he was no longer alone. With a husband and son, he had to consider them more.

Yue Pengju saw that she was smiling like a little girl while covering his mouth, and laughed: "Don't be afraid, the sky is falling, and you still have me."

She nodded vigorously and took her husband's hand even tighter.

Outside the city gate, Kanggong led a few guards to welcome him personally: "Yue Xiang Gong has returned. "His Majesty has already built a manor in the northern suburbs, please stay in it …"

Hua Rong was naturally aware of the "matter of the reward" that Yang Zaixing had requested, and calmly replied, "When lower official goes to the capital to report on his duties, he naturally follows the customs of the Imperial Court and stays at the Martial General Mansion. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace and kindness, and Thank you very much, Kangkang …"

Kanggong grinned: "This is something bestowed to me by your majesty. Moreover, the Madame Yue was weak, how could she stay away from her for so long? There has to be a stable home, Yue Xiang Gong need not decline … "

Hua Rong still wanted to reject it, but she knew that the opening of this gap was a violation of the so-called ancestral law, so how could she dare to enjoy it? Just as she was about to speak, Yue Pengju held her hand and thanked his first, "Thank you, your majesty, for your grace. I and your wife are deeply grateful."

Hua Rong suddenly thought of King Qin's reminder, "If Zhao Deji has any rewards, the two of you can take it, and only eat while dressed". Seeing his husband's expression, he immediately shut his mouth, no longer refusing, and thanked him together with his husband.

Kanggong then said: "His Majesty was very happy to learn that the two of you have returned to the capital. He is waiting for you two right now …"

The audience had originally been waiting in line for orders, but now the emperor had directly summoned them. It was obvious that it was because the "Wing Wang" at sea had performed meritorious deeds, and was different from the other generals in order to show their favor. The two of them could only follow Kanggong and pay their respects.

When the two arrived, it was already afternoon, but there was still General Liu Guang left in Imperial study to answer. When the emperor heard the report, he was extremely happy. Just as Liu Guang was about to leave, Zhao Deji said: "Yue Pengju is here, I want to hear your views."

"Your subject obeys the decree."

While they were talking, Kanggong had already brought Yue Pengju and his wife in. The two of them bowed, and Zhao Deji, who had never shown any emotions in front of group of courtiers, could not help but become excited, and after observing Hua Rong a few times, he said: "There is no need to be overly courteous, please get up. Rong Er, you've recovered? "

Liu Guang was startled when he saw the emperor address Yue Pengju's wife intimately. He only saw Hua Rong bow respectfully and neatly before replying, "Thank you for your concern, Shangguan Family.

"Sit."

Young Eunuch immediately brought over three chairs. Liu Guang was flattered and sat down, he knew that he was touched by Yue Pengju's wife's light. It was not the first time that Yue Pengju and Yue Pengju had met. The current dynasty valued literature and martial arts dearly, so the originally ignorant Liu Guang had always dressed up as a Confucian Scholar to show his difference, but Yue Pengju had never cared about these things, dressing up as a martial artist.

Liu Guang was secretly shocked when he saw that in just a short span of two to three years, Yue Pengju had rapidly risen in rank with outstanding achievements. This was the first time he had seen Yue Pengju's wife, and he happened to be standing right next to his. Looking at his carefully, he could not help but be dumbstruck, and only sighed after a long time. "Really …"

Liu Guang usually acted according to the Confucian style, but in reality, he was not aware of anything. Every time he replied, he had to prepare something beforehand, so he wrote a report for the Emperor to read or recite. This time, he was going to praise Hua Rong, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhao Deji, who knew his limits, upon seeing him staring at Hua Rong, could not help but laugh and said: "Rong Er, General Liu is praising you for your talent and beauty!"

Liu Guang wiped away the sweat on his forehead: "That's right, that's what I meant."