Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi was heavy all the way. When it passed the bloody stream and turned to the sandy land, the bodies gradually disappeared.

Yunxi is on the war horse, gently condensing the back of the people in front, and watching it with rapture. The young man behind her grabbed her waist at the moment.

She could clearly feel Yan Ming's face on her back.

Soft face, strong arms, and blood stained sleeves.

Yunxi was stiff and wanted to push away, but he wanted to reach Yan Ming's injury and blushed completely. He must be just tired. He must just want to find a place to rely on. Yunxi thought, and the corners of his lips smiled, "does it still hurt?"

The boy clings to her back and whispers, "it hurts."

Yunxi clenched the reins and looked slightly sideways. "There are doctors in the army. I'll ask general Gongsun to find them for you later."

Yan Ming sighed: "if someone took medicine for me, he would not treat me carefully."

Yunxi was stunned, but he laughed. Yan Mingsheng's is so beautiful. It's easy to be distracted when others take medicine for him, isn't it? She thought for a moment, then thought, "I'll take the medicine for you later?"

The young man around her waist answered the voice faintly. With a quiet "good", he stopped making a sound.

The horse didn't walk fast. If it was fast, the wound would crack. After thinking for a long time, Yunxi said again to general Gongsun Qi's back: "what will general Gongsun do next? When can he have a rest?"

The man in front slowed down and gradually leaned to the side of Yunxi. He said in a deep voice: "Xianzu was defeated. The east palace will send someone to deal with it. Don't worry, girl."

East Palace?

Yunxi thought in his heart, but he was sad: "who does the East Palace want to deal with this?"

"If the last general guesses correctly, the palace will let Princess qingmo go to Xianzu to get the surrender book and deal with the matter." at this point, general Gongsun Qi looked at Yunxi and frowned: "don't worry, girl. The princess is less than the east palace. This is something that all Yindu royal families know, not because of anything else."

Princess qingmo

Yunxi's lips were slightly tilted. Instead, he focused on the 6000 soldiers at the foot of the mountain ahead: "general Gongsun, it's convenient to camp here tonight. Take a night's rest and go on the road."

Doesn't she have any unpleasant thoughts about Princess qingmo? Gongsun Qi thought of this, but sincerely admired Yunxi: "the end will understand."

Yunxi and Yan Ming dismount.

Yunxi holds Yan Ming's arm and goes towards the 6000 soldiers. At this time, the man in red flies the cold wind in the wind and sand, directly sweeps to Yunxi and holds Yan Ming up.

Painting Liang Jun's beauty face was angry: "Yunxi, don't get so close to him!"

Painting cool still doesn't like Yan Ming touching her, and Yunxi hisses.

Yan Ming lay in the cool arms of the painting, and the bottom of his eyes had drooped down. He looked at Yunxi lifelessly, endured it for a moment, and only said, "you don't let her next to me, but you are close. You are so affectionate, but you don't live up to your heart."

Yunxi laughed again.

Painting cool anger, directly released his hand: "who wants to touch you!"

Yan Ming stood in a hurry and leaned on Yunxi's side. The whole person leaned in her arms and looked at the painting as if it was a challenge: "Yunxi, the wound is cracked and wants to apply medicine."

The voice was very pitiful. Yunxi was flustered, so he found several people to set up a camp.

……

Hualiang stood here, looking at the back of Yan Ming and Yunxi, facing the darkness of the sky, he walked towards general Gongsun Qi step by step, finally passed by and sat on the side of the willow.

His cool eyes lingered on the camp in Yunxi. His black hair was scattered in the wind and sand, but his handsome side face was extremely cold and thin.

Gongsun Qi looked at it, but he thought it was interesting. All the soldiers he carried gathered with the 6000 soldiers carried by Yunxi. Xianzu was defeated today. The victory in this battle was inexplicable and unimaginable.

Gongsun Qi just looked at the childe under the night and the Yunxi in the camp and said coldly, "it's interesting that the East Palace chose the right person this time."

"Yunxi will become the first female general with meritorious service in Beiyuan."

Behind him came a girl with a smile.

Gongsun Qi turned around and saw a smiling Mo Yanran, raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "if your father knows you are here, he will break your leg."

"Yanran is not afraid of this." Mo Yanran turned her back to her hand, looked at her waist, and her eyes were full of cunning. "Today I want to talk to Uncle Gongsun about Yunxi and ask him to help her..."

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In the camp.

Yunxi flustered to find a useful medicinal powder from the side of the cushion. The herbs found in the army were placed on the ground, but she still frowned. She is not a medical woman, and she can only deal with simple wounds. So there are so many herbs, but I don't know why to use them. Just thinking that it should all have miraculous effects, Yunxi felt very gratified.

The night is outside, but the camp is brightly lit.

The boy sat on the soft collapse side, supported his cheek with one hand, and the crown fell to the ground. The ink spread a bright red and white shirt, and the corners of his lips were slightly tilted. Under the bright and beautiful eyes of the colored glass, his skirt opened a little, revealing the perfectly carved clavicle

Yunxi nodded and looked at Yan Ming like this. He lost his mind for a moment again: "does it still hurt?"

Just looking at the person in front of her, her eyes could not be taken back, and the confusion in her hands was even more intense. Those medicine bottles scattered away. Yunxi hurriedly straightened them out, then casually held a bottle and went towards Yan Ming.

Yan Ming sat down and frowned: "it hurts."

Yunxi was more flustered at the bottom of her eyes. She gently sat on Yan Ming's side and pulled his belt with one hand: "are you sure you want me to take medicine for you?"

Yan Ming's beautiful eyes were full of silk: "don't you want to?"

Yunxi immediately shook his head and said in a panic, "how could it be? Your injury came because of me. Naturally, I want to take medicine for you!"

Yan Ming nodded with satisfaction.

Yunxi lowered his eyes and gently untied Yan Ming's belt. His blood shirt fell to the ground. The beautiful wound wrapped on his body was exposed. Yunxi stretched out his hand again, untied the binding place, and carefully smeared the medicine powder on it.

Every move is serious.

Yunxi didn't see it. Yan Ming's dense color dispersed and looked at her instead. The corners of his lips outlined a rising smile. Although he smiled, he still pretended to be in pain and whispered, "this medicine hurts very much. Don't worry. Apply it slowly."

Yunxi nods and moves more slowly in his hands.

There was no wisp on his upper body. Under the candle fire, the knife wounds were very dazzling. Although he was no longer bleeding, those injuries set off his perfect body no longer looked good.

Yunxi was distressed and tried to be careful. After all the injuries were handled, she carefully changed Yan Ming's new gown, which was still a flame of his joy.

Yunxi did not raise his face and said to him, "if you leave a scar..."

"What if there are scars?"

Yunxi dared not look up at him: "you shouldn't have scars."

"Are you distressed?"

Yunxi was stunned and smiled: "I will find the best doctor for you."