The prince is very fierce

When leading troops to fight outside, although there is no war in the rear, there is no talk of going off duty. If news comes back from the front, even in the middle of the night, you have to get up and analyze the arrangements with the army staff. There are very few opportunities to stay in the warmth of the back house. .

After returning to the handsome manor, the six of them had a meal together. After being busy all day, they went back to their rooms to rest.

After Ning Yuhe finished washing the dishes, he returned to the room in the west wing, put on his nightgown, lay on the pillow, closed his eyes and concentrated on adjusting his breath according to the inner family method.

It was quiet at night in the house, and one could still faintly hear the voices of Nightingale and Xu Buling discussing the war in the main room.

After lying down for a while, before falling asleep, Ning Yuhe suddenly heard the sound of getting up from the room next door. She opened her eyes and took a look, and said that she secretly ran away to have a private meeting with Xu Buling in the middle of the night. She pursed her lips and smiled, pretending that she didn't notice.

However, the door next door opened and closed, and the footsteps came to her door, and then the door was pushed open.

Ning Yuhe was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw that Ning Qingye was only wearing thin pants with a bellyband, a skirt on her shoulders, and a pillow in her arms. She walked in and closed the door.

Under the weak light, Ning Qingye had already grown into a grown-up girl, with a slim and graceful figure. She looked quite attractive from behind, not much worse than her master.

Ning Yuhe raised his upper body and said doubtfully:

"Qingye, is something wrong?"

Ning Qingye bolted the door and walked to the back room holding a pillow:

"It's okay. I just lie down for a long time these days and can't sleep at night. I want to sleep with Master."

"oh……"

Ning Yuhe had been living together since childhood, so Ning Yuhe was not surprised by this and rolled around:

"Come up here, are you worried?"

Ning Qingye put the pillow next to her master, turned over and lay down in front of her, pressing her tightly against her, and sighed quietly:

"I'm a little worried. Well...it's about Li Hansheng."

Ning Yuhe understood clearly, and after thinking about it, he turned sideways, covered Qingye's waist with a thin blanket, and softly persuaded:

"Don't think so much. Your Majesty will lead the troops to suppress the rebellion. Sooner or later, we will reach Jiangnan. We will definitely meet him once. Things were more complicated back then. Li Hansheng must have made mistakes. If we can talk in person, we will see what kind of person he is. Say it, it’s not too late to think about this again…”

Ning Qingye listened quietly, but her eyes moved slightly, glancing under Ning Yuhe's belly from time to time.

It's just that Ning Yuhe wore a nightgown to sleep, covering it from neck to ankles. Apart from the provocative silhouette, nothing else could be seen at all.

Summer nights are not too hot, but they are not much cooler either.

Ning Qingye thought for a moment and turned her head:

"Master, are you hot?"

Ning Yuhe stopped talking and looked around the room:

"It's a little hot, what's the matter? How about I go get a fan to fan myself?"

Ning Qingye smiled, raised her hand to untie her bellyband, took off her thin pants, and lay naked:

"Why do we wear such thick clothes when it's hot? We used to live in the mountains and it was too hot in summer, so we slept like this without anyone seeing us."

"..."

Ning Yuhe blinked and said to himself: It was true before, but you were only about ten years old at that time, and now you are a girl the size of a small watermelon...

Ning Yuhe subconsciously glanced at his apprentice's tuan'er, and remembered some messy scene. His face turned slightly red, and he slowly untied his nightgown, placed it next to him, and lay down side by side with Ning Qingye. He smiled and said:

"It was indeed like this in the past, well... you were still young at that time, and the two of you lived alone in the mountains without being disturbed, and you thought it was quite interesting..."

Ning Qingye lay on her side, facing Ning Yuhe, pretending to listen, and glanced down. When she realized that she couldn't see, she helped cover the quilt, lifted the thin blanket slightly, and pulled it up.

At a glance, the imprint of Fei Feng's wings was intact.

?

There was some confusion in Ning Qingye's eyes. The color had obviously faded in the afternoon, but it looked fine...

Ning Yuhe did not notice these small movements. Seeing that his apprentice was a little absent-minded, he comforted him:

"Don't think so much. People still have to live their own lives. There are no obstacles that can't be overcome. The more you think about it, the sadder you will be. It's best to live in the present. You are eighteen or nineteen years old. What you should think about now is the marriage between a man and a woman, otherwise in the future Yeah, when you get to my age, it’s too late to think about these things..."

"How could it be?"

Ning Qingye pursed her lips and smiled. After thinking for a while, she suddenly raised her arms and hugged Ning Yuhe tightly, with her legs still on Ning Yuhe's body. She was exactly the same as when she was a child who had trouble sleeping and pestered her master.

Ning Yuhe's body stiffened slightly. Being hugged by a woman who was taller than her felt much weirder than being held down by Jiujiu and ruined by Xu Buling.

She hesitated for a moment, but didn't push him away. She just slowly stroked Qingye's back with her hand and continued talking about her family's shortcomings.

Clinging to each other, Ning Qingye remained silent and used her legs to feel the mark of the flying phoenix spreading its wings.

It's just that the paint prepared by Xiao Xiang'er is excellent, and I have already thought about the issue of touch. It is no different from rouge. It feels silky and smooth, and you can't feel anything at all.

Ning Qingye felt it for a moment and found nothing strange, so she just thought it was because something accidentally rubbed on her clothes and happened to be in that position.

But this time, Ning Qingye also had other thoughts on her mind. She opened her eyes and looked at the master's profile, and said in a soft voice:

"Master, do you also want to get married?"

Ning Yuhe blinked his eyes, his thoughts turning secretly:

"Well... I am a woman from the world, and I definitely want to have a lover. But I encountered so many things later that I was forced to go to Changqing Temple to become a monk... Now I have returned to the secular world, but the matter of getting married, I haven't thought about it... Mainly because I haven't met anyone, and there are too few people with whom I can be destined. '

Ning Qingye nodded slowly, thought carefully, and said seriously:

"Master, we have been dependent on each other for so many years and have become relatives. I have never meant not to allow Master to marry. If you have such thoughts, you can tell me... Just like Chu Chu, if you hide it, in fact, It’s even more uncomfortable than having to get married.”

Ning Yuhe's expression froze, and she was obviously panicked. She didn't know if Qingye saw something, and she was afraid of ruining the relationship between her and Qingye, so she hurriedly said:

"Qingye, how could I hide it from you? I... promised..."

Ning Qingye opened her eyes, slightly dissatisfied:

"What does it have to do with Xu Buling? Although he is your apprentice, he only entered the door halfway, so he can still deny you permission to marry? He has a big face? What are you afraid of him for?"

"..."

Ning Yuhe tensed up, looked at Qingye's serious eyes, held it in for a long time, and sighed:

"Forget it, let's talk about it later. I...I haven't thought about this yet. We're going to fight. Let's talk about it when we calm down..."

When Ning Qingye saw this, she didn't ask any more questions. She just hugged Ning Yuhe and said softly:

"Master, I have said before, no matter who you like, as long as you really like it, I will not object...except Li Hansheng."

Ning Yuhe pursed his lips and smiled, thought for a while, and sighed again:

"Well...actually I can't let you go. We have been together for so many years. If I get married, we will become two families and we will definitely be separated. Unlike Chu Chu and her master, who can still be together after getting married, then Damn it, if nothing else, your life is really good, it’s so enviable..."

Ning Qingye was straightforward, so she didn't understand the second half of the sentence, so she sighed softly:

"Yes, I can't follow Master when he gets married. I really can't bear to leave. But it's not okay if I don't get married. I can't really keep me alone until I grow old. How can I bear it? It's hard to have both worlds, like Ye Jiuniang and Chu Chu did. Although Master can understand the matter, he definitely can’t do it.”

"Well……"

Why can't I do it?

Ning Yuhe opened his mouth, but he was too embarrassed to say "Okay", so he just hummed softly:

"Stop thinking about it and go to bed early."

Ning Qingye nodded, let go of Ning Yuhe, lay upright on the pillow, closed her eyes...