Chapter 118

In the victory in the southern border, the title of Li Gan of Yunyang was promoted to the title of marquis, Zhao Chen was granted the title of marquis, and Ji Zhao was promoted from the free time of Jinwu vanguard to become a commander of the third rank. Although the He brothers also made military achievements, they lost their holy heart because Ji Zhao was involved in a book and were dismissed from the rank of general and transferred to Liaodong as the garrison.

The dignified general was careful when facing the enemy. It was already the emperor's concern for the He family to guard the southern border for many years.

Ji Zhao was not very concerned about when the He family would go to Liaodong. He was full of Guo Baozhu in his heart, and he didn't know if Changsui had handed over the letter. Looking at Zhao Chen who was drinking with the court officials opposite, Ji Zhao was extremely envious. It would be better to get married. He would be able to hold his wife openly when he got home. Unlike him, he was still worried about whether his lover would come to the appointment.

As soon as the celebration banquet ended, Ji Zhao hurriedly ran out and sent the servant back to the mansion to coax the old lady. He looked at the Guo family father and son who were still talking to others behind him and ran to the Guo family quietly. It was dark, and Guo Yi and his son would definitely not go to see their daughter and sister when they came home. As long as he was careful, they would not be discovered.

It was still the same wall, and the three accused sounds were still there. The only difference between it and the night that parted is that it was too cold.

Ji Zhao was wearing armor, and he was not fashionable even though he hadn't returned home, and he was trembling with coldness.

But when three responses came from the opposite side, the howling cold wind in the alley seemed to stop suddenly. Ji Zhao was so excited that he skillfully climbed up the wall. After jumping down, he hugged the black shadow in the corner of the wall. "Baozhu, I miss me so much!" After saying that, he wanted to kiss him, but accidentally let the fox hair on the edge of Guo Baozhu's cloak hat enter first. Ji Zhao quickly lowered his head and spat twice.

Guo Baozhu laughed secretly.

When I saw him riding on a horse during the day, I was actually the only playful young man.

"I'll hug you without asking. Are you afraid of holding the wrong person?" Pushing Ji Zhao away, Guo Baozhu whispered, walked to a dry bushes in the dark, and squatted down. If she hadn't met again for a long time, she wouldn't have come out to see him on such a cold night.

Ji Zhao followed closely and sat directly against the wall, holding Guo Baozhu's legs and hugging him. Although Guo Baozhu was willing, it was the first time that he struggled for a few times and refused to hug him. Ji Zhao was anxious and hugged someone tightly and complained: "I'm cold in Baozhu, you can hide me from my legs, come here."

Guo Baozhu reached out and touched her, and found that Ji Zhao was indeed thin and did not refuse.

Ji Zhao was secretly happy. After Guo Baozhu sat firmly, he untied her cloak.

Guo Baozhu grabbed his hand and asked him in a low voice: "What do you want? Don't be too tempted, and get home immediately if you do anything!"

Ji Zhao grabbed her hand and touched it on his face, "Touch Baozhu, my face is almost frozen. You can cover your cloak over our heads, so that we can be warm and the sound is louder and there is no need to be afraid of it."

Guo Baozhu had never touched Ji Zhao's face, and she couldn't touch it, but she saw it in the daytime. Ji Zhao had lost more than a circle, and her fair face became dark. Without the roundness of the rich young man, she showed tough and heroic lines. Guo Baozhu touched it for a while before she reluctantly retracted her hand, grabbed the cloak strap under her neck, and asked him deliberately: "You haven't gone home yet, are you not in a hurry to go back this time?"

"As long as you are not afraid of the cold, I want to stay here to accompany you tonight!" Ji Zhao put his hands into the cloak, hugging her waist tightly and said.

Guo Baozhu had always known that Ji Zhao could speak. At first she felt that he was slick. When Ji Zhao joined the army for her, his slick tongue became sweet in his memories. Now what she said made her soft-hearted. While untiing her cloak, she asked him: "How about it, I'm not injured in southern Xinjiang, right?" After that, she covered the cloak on the heads of the two people to block the cold wind outside.

Breathing was intertwined under the small cloak. Ji Zhao held Guo Baozhu's back with one hand and nervously stroked her face with the other hand, and said distractedly: "No, Brother Shi didn't let me do dangerous things, just miss you. Baozhu, the emperor has been appointed as the assistant commander of the commander, as a third-rank official. Is this a capable person?"

Guo Baozhu was very surprised. Ji Zhao said that he did not do dangerous things. She thought Ji Zhao had really just gone for a walk, but the emperor suddenly gave him a third-rank title, which shows that Ji Zhao must have made a contribution, and the contribution was quite good. The man did not brag randomly, and Guo Baozhu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, but he deliberately stabbed him: "Brother, you have been granted a marquis, and you have to be the third-rank title. What's the skill?"

Ji Zhao choked for a moment, and the next moment he clenched her hand, "I don't care. Anyway, you said that I would marry me after I made a contribution. Baozhu. I will urge my grandmother to come to your house to propose marriage tomorrow. You are not allowed to agree this time! You will be seventeen next year. If you are late, I am afraid that others will laugh at you old girl!"

Guo Baozhu snorted coldly, shook his hand away and wanted to get up, "I won't marry, whoever likes to say it!"

"Baozhu..." Ji Zhao hugged the person tightly, pressing his head on her chest to complain about his grievances: "Stop being angry, marry me quickly. I'm eighteen, not yet..."

He pressed her chest, but there was no other meaning, but in that place, Guo Baozhu was embarrassed and kept pushing his head aside. Ji Zhao thought that his lover was still angry, and he arched inward and understood. His mind was blank, his heart was beating and his breathing was rapid. He raised his head, and he leaned on Guo Baozhu's face nervously and persistently, "Baozhu, Baozhu, you promised to come back and kiss me..."

Guo Baozhu was even more nervous than him. She sat on his lap and could feel any changes in his body. No matter how bold she was, she never thought that she would encounter such a thing, and she couldn't help but want to escape quickly. But she underestimated the power of a man, and didn't know the desire of a man for his sweetheart for his lover for more than half a year in the military camp. As soon as she grabbed Ji Zhao's hand, she had not pushed it out yet, Ji Zhao had already blocked her mouth and kissed her.

Because of his youthfulness, the throbbing came even more shocking. Guo Baozhu gradually lost her reason in the boy's slightly clumsy and urgent exploration and couldn't help but respond.

Both parents and brothers were worried that she would not get married, but there was such a person who was beaten by her and he was happy. Someone told her that he would take revenge on her. Then because of her dislike, he resolutely followed the army south. As soon as he came back, he braved the cold wind to find her and told her that his desire to marry had not changed at all.

She envied the feelings of her aunt, brother and sister-in-law, and was sweet for their sweetness. Now, she also has the sweetness that belongs to her.

But no matter how sweet it is, she is not confused by sweetness.

When Ji Zhao Weiliang's hand touched her waist and skin, Guo Baozhu pushed him away and quickly grabbed her cloak and stood up.

"Baozhu, don't be angry, I didn't mean it!" Ji Zhao also woke up from the indescribable chaos, jumped up, hugged the person and apologized, "Baozhu, I will never dare again, don't be angry..." He was just curious and wanted to touch it. As long as she said no, he would definitely withdraw his hand obediently.

His voice was a little loud, and Guo Baozhu suddenly became scared and urged him in a muffled voice: "Okay, go quickly, my brother will finish your life!"

Ji Zhao refused to let go, buried her neck and cheated, "Then you promised me not to be angry."

His neck was itchy, and Guo Baozhu nodded randomly.

Ji Zhao couldn't bear to leave, but he knew he had to leave, so he turned the girl in his arms around. Ji Zhao held her hand and asked nervously: "Baozhu, I'll ask the matchmaker to come and propose marriage tomorrow. We'll get married in the spring next year, okay? Don't worry, I will work with Brother Shi, so you won't be able to raise your head."

"Tomorrow, isn't it too urgent?" Guo Baozhu wanted to agree but felt that directly agreeing would make her look forward to marrying. She didn't agree and was afraid that Ji Zhao would misunderstand, so she asked uncertainly.

Ji Zhao heard the relaxation of his sweetheart and hurriedly said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I decided to make a date before the New Year. You were just sixteen years old, it's not too late!"

"Get out!" Guo Baozhu was most tired of others talking about her age, so she stepped on Ji Zhao and wrapped her cloak tightly and hurried into the night.

Ji Zhao froze in place until the footsteps of his sweetheart could no longer be heard. He still didn't understand. Did she agree or not?

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew over, Ji Zhao shivered with coldness, and he didn't bother to think about it anymore and quickly jumped over the wall and left.

When he got home, he was naturally scolded by Mrs. Ji who had been waiting for a long time.

How to deal with grandmother Ji Zhao's own tricks. It was getting too late to act spoiled. Ji Zhao thought about it and decided to discuss with his grandmother tomorrow morning so that the old man would not associate him with Guo Baozhu with late return, which would not be good for Guo Baozhu's reputation.

After coaxing his grandmother, Ji Zhaoshu took a comfortable hot shower and fell asleep shortly after lying in the quilt.

In the warm quilt, I dreamed of a good wife on my heart again. This time, Ji Zhao slept extremely comfortably until dawn.

But someone enjoys it more than him.

In Wangzhuxuan, Zhao Chen hugged his wife and stormed the city several times, and finally gave it to her with satisfaction.

There was already some light in the room at this time.

After the past, Aji thought Zhao was heavy and urged him to go down quickly without waiting for the restoration. This time she did not dislike him at all. She wrapped her hands around Zhao Chen's neck and was reluctant to let him go. She lay down without seeing enough last night. Now the longing that had been suppressed for too long has dispersed in the intimacy of the night. She stared at her husband's handsome face, facing him with all her eyes, and her heart was only peaceful and joyful.

"Do you miss me very much?" Zhao Chen kissed her lips and asked with a smile.

Aji nodded, not wanting to be tactful and shy at all.

Zhao Chen smiled even bigger. Looking at her moist peach blossom eyes, her heart was almost drunk. "I miss you too, now, it's time to catch up with the grand break in the court. I have a month to compensate you and Cancan."

A month Aji also asked him in confusion: "You have made such a great contribution, didn't the emperor say how many more days off you have?"

Zhao Chen couldn't help laughing and kissed her nose and said, "It seems that I'm not the time to come back. If I come back after the New Year, the emperor will definitely give me ten days and half a month off."

Aji couldn't help but hug him tightly and lowered his eyes to look at his neck. This would be great. She would rather not have those days off than ask him to come back early.

His wife is charming and silly and cute. Zhao Chen really doesn't want to get up anymore. After kissing her forehead and eyes, he even thought about doing it again for a while.

He was so tired of everything, but Aji thought he was too heavy and pushed him down.

Zhao Chen laughed and bit her ears, "If you feel comfortable enough, you will dislike me..."

Aji's face turned red when he said it.

They separated, and the couple cleaned up the battlefield. Zhao Chen moved quickly, and after he finished cleaning, he made trouble for his wife. Aji lost one's eyes and was so angry. While the noise was being quarreled, Cancan suddenly snorted softly. Zhao Chen paused, Aji took the opportunity to quickly tie his clothes and pushed Zhao Chen's arm away and was about to return to his daughter. Cancan opened his eyes.

The couple couldn't help but stare at their daughter.

Cancan's eyes were black and black. Look at his mother, and then look at the strange man who had been half pressed on her mother, who had been forgotten in her sleep. He decided that the other party was bullying his mother, and he cried when he opened his mouth, and his voice was so loud that he might not be as good as hers.

"Do you want to pee?" Zhao Chen hurried to get the small room pot for his daughter on the windowsill.

Aji knew her daughter better, so she hurried over and hugged her daughter in her arms and coaxed her: "Cancan doesn't cry, daddy is having fun with her mother, daddy is not bullying her mother, don't be afraid..."

When she was held by her mother, Cancan quickly stopped crying and rubbed her eyes with her little fist. Seeing that there were no bad people around her, she obediently hurried into her mother's arms. Her daughter became quiet, and Zhao Chen put down the chamber pot, not afraid of the cold. She just wore a single dress and came to her wife to see her daughter.

A black shadow suddenly came over his head, and he was eating and squeezing his mother as he pinched her mother and looked up. When he saw the bad guy, he immediately let go of his mother and hugged her mother tightly and stared at the bad guy.

The little girl turned her back on her face, and Zhao Chen was both funny and aggrieved, so she could only coax her softly: "Dad was riding a horse on Cancan last night. Cancan doesn't remember?"

Cancan blinked his eyes, and his little hands still covered his mother's chest tightly. Of course, her hands were so big that they were just the place she usually had.

Zhao Chen laughed.

Aji was worried that he would be frozen, so he pulled the quilt to cover his and his daughter, so he turned his head and advised him: "You put on your clothes first, get up later and play with her, and you will kiss you soon."

That's all.

Zhao Chen looked at his daughter who was almost completely covered by the quilt and went to wear clothes in disappointment.

Halfway through the dress, Zhao Chenxin felt something when he heard his wife advised her daughter to have a good food. When he turned around, he saw that his daughter had been holding up at some point and was looking at him curiously. He suddenly turned around, and the little girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed crisply, and quickly came back into her mother's arms like a hide-and-seek.

Zhao Chen stared at his wife's back in a daze, and it seemed that something had changed in his heart, turning into tenderness and warmth throughout his body.

When his daughter raised her head naughtyly again, Zhao Chen immediately came over and kissed the two of them one by one.

Morning light sprinkled in from outside the window, and the room was filled with laughter and joy.hf();
Chapter completed!