After Xiang Jingyi finished speaking, he patted Lin Feixing on the shoulder and stopped talking.

After a while, Lin Wanyue adjusted her emotions and said, "Brother, I have something to ask for."

"you say."

"If it is the Grand Marshal... I wonder if the eldest brother can keep the General's Mansion in the capital?"

"Does Xingdi want to keep it for his own benefit?"

"No, just keep it, or just save it and seal it up. Brother, do you have any solutions?"

"It's not difficult to say, leave it to me."

"Thank you, brother."

Lin Wanyue had a special visit to Li Xincai and said goodbye. On the way back to the house, Lin Wanyue looked at the crowded crowds of people on the streets of the capital, and felt sad.

She suddenly realized that the people around her were always leaving her.

First, my favorite family and the entire village, her roots, and all her group relationships were cut off once, and since then, the world has become great, but her home has never been left.

After suffering, she came to the northern border alone, carrying the secret of killing her body, disguised as a man to join the army. She lived carefully, refused to interact with others, and only met Lin Yu, the brother. Later, she got the green eyes of Li Mu. Over time, Lin Yu was like her younger brother, and Li Mu existed like a father in her heart.

Later, she also had her own home, and her life seemed to be developing in a better direction. During that period, Lin Wanyue lived a stable and happy life. Although the wars were frequent, she found a spiritual support. She had roots and family.

But Lin Yu died, and Yu Wan, the only friend he made as Lin Wanyue, also died. The general was in danger and the important person left her again.

Lin Wanyue arched her back, rode on the horse, holding the reins in her hand, with deep confusion in her eyes, and murmured: "Am I an ominous person?"

From possession to loss, it was finally rebuilt and lost again.

Lin Wanyue fell into confusion. When she returned to the Princess's Mansion in a daze, it was already dark.

The subordinates in the mansion saw the prince-consort return to the mansion and followed Lin Feixing with the lamp.

A servant had long reported the news that the son-in-law returned to the house to Li Xian.

Lin Wanyue walked silently on the pebbles road paved with the light of the lanterns, silent everywhere.

Suddenly, Lin Wanyue felt that the surroundings suddenly became much brighter. She raised her head and saw Li Xian standing not far in front of her, following two rows of palace maids carrying lanterns, illuminating the road beneath her.

Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian in front of her and was still silent. Li Xian walked a step away from Lin Feixing and stopped, calling out: "Son-in-law."

The night has a special magic that can make sad people more vulnerable and can also make cowards brave.

Lin Wanyue slowly raised her hand and put it on the hand that Li Xian folded in front of her, held it, pulled Li Xian's hand in front of her, and shouted in a depressed voice: "Princess."

When the well-trained palace maids saw this scene, they turned around with the lamps; the surroundings became dark.

Li Xian stood quietly in front of Lin Feixing, allowing Lin Feixing to hold his hand in a rough and fiery hand.

Li Xian's hands were weak and boneless, delicate and cold. Lin Wanyue held them in her hand and did not dare to exert force at all, for fear of hurting Li Xian.

"Princess, why are your hands so cold again?"

As he said that, Lin Wanyue raised his other hand and held Li Xian's other hand in his hand. Li Xian had to take a small step forward. The two were closer and they breathed together.

Lin Wanyue held Li Xian's hands, and the sadness in her heart dispelled a lot. When she looked at Li Xian, she realized that she was not alone now. She had married and had a well-behaved daughter. Smelling the faint fragrance emitted from Li Xian, a wounded heart was slowly healing.

Li Xian knew that Lin Feixing was feeling uncomfortable at this time, and thought of what this person would take on in the future, and the idea of ​​pulling his hands back was stopped. She didn't like the man touching her, but also thought that Lin Feixing seemed not to be a real man, and the discomfort in her heart was much less.

"The prince consort came back so late, can he have dinner?"

Lin Wanyue shook her head.

"Then will I be able to order someone to pass on the meal?"

"No appetite."

Before Li Xian could speak, Lin Feixing continued in a negotiation tone: "Is it good to have a princess accompany me to have a walk?"

"Okay." Li Xian smiled and agreed happily.

The new moon is like a hook, and the stars dot.

The eldest princess and the princess were holding hands and traveling in the mansion at night. Lin Wanyue asked for a lamp from the palace maid, holding the lantern in her right hand and holding Li Xian in her left hand.

The palace maids followed behind not far or near, and marched quietly.

Lin Wanyue and Li Xian took a detour to see Lin Baishui, but the wet nurse told the little princess that she had fallen asleep.

Lin Wanyue did not go in and led Li Xian to the bedroom.

Seeing Li Xian's bedroom getting closer, Lin Wanyue felt a deep reluctance in her heart.

"Princess……"

"The Prince Consort."

"I... won't go back to the yard tonight." Lin Wanyue's voice was very low, still in a negotiated tone.

The waiting process was always long, but after a few breaths, Lin Wanyue felt that her heart seemed to be lifted into her throat, and fine beads of sweat also oozed out of her palms.

"good."

However, a simple word is like a sound of nature. Lin Wanyue feels that her heart is like a bird, and with the word "good", she flies happily.

A smile bloomed silently on Lin Wanyue's face. She tightened her hand and accelerated her pace.

Lin Wanyue and Li Xian returned to the bedroom and asked to take a shower. When she walked to the door of the bedroom happily, the red light was already hanging high.

Lin Wanyue smiled at the red light and reached out and pushed open the door of the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Li Xian was wearing a snow-white middle robe and sat in front of the dressing table. Black silk like a waterfall was scattered behind her head. Xiao Ci was holding a dry cloth and wiping Li Xian's half-dried hair.

Seeing Lin Feixing come in, Xiaoci beat Wanfu: "Mr. Prince Consort."

Lin Wanyue walked behind Li Xian and looked at Li Xian's black hair and felt itchy.

Li Xian's hair is beautiful, with full and black roots, unlike her withered and curved ones.

Lin Wanyue accidentally showed her daughter's posture because she was worried about her hair being loose, so she tied her hair into a bun early and meticulously wrapped it on her head.

Moreover, the hairstyles in the army are different from those outside. Even if they are not as good as those in the twentieth century, most people combed their hairstyles as neatly as Lin Wanyue for the sake of war.

Over the past five years, Lin Wanyue's hair has also been turned withered, yellow and curly. Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian's hair enviously and said to Xiaoci by chance: "Leave it to me Sister Xiaoci."

When Xiaoci heard Lin Feixing say this, he was shocked. Even though the eldest princess has a noble status, he has been superior to men since ancient times. There has never been a reason for men to serve women!

"Mr. Prince Consort, this..."

Li Xian also raised her eyes and looked at Lin Feixing through the bronze mirror. The strange feeling in the daytime emerged again.

Lin Wanyue smiled at Xiaoci disregardedly and insisted: "Let me leave it to me, Sister Xiaoci will go to rest early."

Xiaoci looked at Lin Feixing and saw that the prince-consort was so persistent, and he was in trouble for a moment: "This..."

Xiaoci turned her gaze to Li Xian, and seeing that his highness seemed to have no unhappy expression, she handed Jingbu to Lin Feixing.

"Mr. Concubine..."

"Sister Xiaoci, go and rest."

Lin Feixing was very happy to get the dry cloth, stood at Xiaoci's position, looked down at Li Xian's hair

"Xiao Ci, it's all about the prince-consort."

Li Xian said, Xiao Ci didn't dare to refuse, and called Wanfu to the two of them and retreated.

Lin Wanyue picked up a strand of Li Xian's hair, and the silky feeling was exactly the same as he imagined.

Lin Wanyue laughed, wrapped her hair with a clean cloth and slowly rubbed it to draw water.

"Princess, if I accidentally hurt you, tell me immediately."

"Yeah," Li Xian responded, but his eyes were looking at the bronze mirror without blinking. Through the bronze mirror, Lin Feixing could be seen. At this time, he was smiling, looking down at his hair, and his hands and feet were quick to draw water for his hair. Although he was not very skilled in every move, his expression was indeed a true expression.

Li Xian looked at Lin Feixing in the bronze mirror and began to slowly understand where the strange feeling came from.

With Li Xian's growth, there is never a lack of male presence around her. She has her own father, brothers, and children from various families outside, such as Li Zhong and others.

But in Li Xian's memory, no man is as special as Lin Feixing.

He would cry for Yu Wan's dysfunction. According to Yu Xian, the crying was depressing and heart-wrenching. The people standing outside the door couldn't help but cry with sadness when they heard it.

He can hold the child. Judging from his past secret reports, this person is extremely fond of Lin Baishui. Judging from his proficiency today, it is not a whim.

Even for parent-children, few men will do this. Is it because this person cannot have his own descendants?

At this moment, he took the initiative to ask to wipe his hair...

These seem to be not the thoughts and actions that men should have.

As soon as this idea came out, Li Xian himself was also shocked.

How is it possible? Li Xian has seen it with his own eyes. How could a woman stay in the military camp for five years?

Looking at his thunderous methods against bandits and the Huns, Li Xian didn't believe that there was a woman who could be so cruel.

And... I saw her pulling the three stone bow with her bare hands and taking the life of the Huns from a hundred steps away.

There were very few people who could pull the three stone bows in the whole country of Li. All she knew was: her grandfather, uncle, brother of Qi, Wushuang Hou, and Pingyang Hou, there were several famous generals when she was young.

And this person's appetite...

After Li Xian analyzed it, she secretly laughed at herself as absurd, and actually made Lin Feixing want to be a woman...

"Princess, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, it's just a few trivial matters."

"Oh, princess, wipe it; do you see if this is OK?"

"Thank you, the prince consort."

Lin Wanyue put Jingbu aside: "Princess, it's night, let's go to bed."

The author has something to say: Wan Yue will leave the capital tomorrow.

There is basically nothing left when it is over until the end of the game =.=sugar.
Chapter completed!