Even if the general has been away for too long and can't wait to get married, how long has he been back? How long has it been since he sent the betrothal gifts? It's too fast to get married now.

Although it was fast, there was no perfunctory. It was hard for others to compare with this.

Minister Yun had a smile on his face, and he felt very comfortable seeing others being respectful to him.

At this time, the prince and the prime minister's daughter also appeared.

The prime minister's daughter was as famous as Wan Ge, both of them were top beauties in the capital. Now standing with the prince, most people couldn't help but look at them.

Mu Qiluan had already sent his wife back to the room. Originally, he needed to accompany the guests for dinner and drinks, but he didn't want to.

He hadn't seen Wan Ge for a day, and he couldn't wait to see his bride. And he had to make sure that it was his bride.

Mu Qiluan looked at the carefully dressed Wan Ge. Usually his Wan Ge was very beautiful, and now she was even more beautiful, and only he could see her.

Mu Qiluan couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her, and seeing her impatient look, he said, "I haven't drunk the wine yet."

Mu Qiluan reacted and picked up the two glasses of wine on the table. The wine on the table was also mixed with water, because Mu Qiluan really couldn't drink, and he probably couldn't compare with other soldiers in this aspect of drinking.

After drinking, Mu Qiluan directly changed all the complicated outer clothes on his body.

Wan Ge hugged his neck, called him gently, and finally asked, "Do you like me to call you like before, or call you husband like other ladies."

Wan Ge was also struggling with which one he would like more, until he asked her to call him husband, Wan Ge understood.

In the afternoon, Wan Ge lay on the railing, threw all the fish food in her hand into the water, and looked at the koi fighting in the pond.

Wan Ge felt that her waist was still sore, what should she do if her husband was too good.

Wan Ge stretched out her hand, and wanted to let the maid help her back, but a broad hand grasped her palm, and the other hand wrapped around her waist, leaning against the other's broad chest, Wan Ge knew who it was.

"You're back." Was she waiting for him to come home every day?

Mu Qiluan picked up his wife, and saw that she didn't dress properly. How many times had he told her that, what if she caught a cold?

"Madam is really not obedient at all." Mu Qiluan held his wife and went back to the room directly.

Wan Ge looked at the man who put her on the bed and leaned over her: "What's wrong with me?"

Why didn't she listen? It seems that she didn't do anything, right?

Mu Qiluan lowered his head and bit her ear, and a low voice sounded in her ear: "Didn't I tell Madam many times that she should wear thicker clothes and not catch a cold."

"I'm not cold." It was really not cold, and she had been out for a while, and the room was too hot, so she wanted to go out and wait for him to come home.

Mu Qiluan looked into her eyes, seeing that she only had him in her eyes, and then he lowered his head and kissed her again.

Wan Ge gently pushed him away. Why did he want to touch her again? He really couldn't handle it.

"Husband...wait..." Although he had always been physically strong, he would usually take care of his body, but why did he do that these days?

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