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Those slaves were temporarily kept in the mansion by Sikong Jue.

Back then, this army was named 'Ye Jun', just like a sharp blade in the dark night, with the shelter of the night, the enemy was invincible and could not be defeated. lead.

It was only four or five years later that they became slaves and suffered a lot.

To be able to find these five hundred people was beyond Sikongjue's expectations.

This sharp blade will one day return to its former glory!

If you ask Sikongjue if he has the ambition to make a comeback, the answer is definitely yes.

If you ask Liu Ergou, a little-known villager with a wife, land and a workshop, the answer is definitely no. His only ambition that cannot be called ambition is to make more money and make his wife a better life. Make the village richer.

But the ghost-faced general Yan Jue was very ambitious.

It's not that a man changes his mind because he has power, but that he needs power to protect himself and his lover.

Xia Jinhua has been targeted by Yan Li, and the more he can't get something, the more he wants to get it, just because the current situation in the DPRK makes him unable to distinguish.

Now, a war between the new emperor and the descendants has begun. Sooner or later, Yan Li will clean up the An family obediently. At that time, he will definitely focus on Xia Jinhua again.

In order to defend his sacred monopoly over Xia Jinhua, Sikong Jue is bound to strengthen his own power. Even if people are under the roof now, he must develop his own power.

The DPRK began a major purge, and the cases of the Longxia family were beyond people's imagination. It can be said that the radish was pulled out and the mud was brought out, which implicated several ministers in the DPRK one after another.

The money spent on embezzling building bridges and roads is just the tip of the iceberg. Several other crimes, such as selling off an official Bijue and enriching one's own pockets, were found one after another.

Yan Li was busy, and Sikong Jue had no time to spare. He followed him every day, checking this house, raiding that house, and in a New Year, there was a lot of trouble, and the courtiers could not live in peace.

Although Sikongjue hates that Yan Li, but now Yan Li can't die, if he dies, the situation will be extremely unfavorable for Sikongjue, and Sikongjue, as the deputy commander of the Dragon Protector Team, has already taken that royal secret. Medicine, if the emperor dies, he will not live long.

If you want to get the antidote from Yan Li, and you have to make a comeback, it will take a while, or wait for an opportunity.

In addition to Yan Li, the queen mother also has a young son. If Yan Li has three strengths and two weaknesses, the An family will definitely support the young emperor to ascend the throne and control the government.

Sikong Jue was very busy every day. He was on duty in the palace every day. He had too little time to go back to the General's Mansion. Occasionally, he came back in the middle of the night. Xia Jinhua could feel that someone coldly slipped into his warm bed. , the quilt has not been covered before the person is gone.

When she woke up the next day, Xia Jinhua was the only one on the bed, and her heart was inevitably empty.

Dog Emperor! Carrying her family's two dogs to work overtime every day, the wedding leave promised in advance is gone, which has seriously interfered with their normal married life. Most importantly, he does not pay overtime pay!

Sikong Jue's identity is the righteous son of Zhennan Wang, the guard commander beside the emperor, but secretly he is also the leader of Yan Li's dragon protection team. It is reasonable to say that he should be paid two wages, but Sikong Jue handed over that point every month. The salary is not enough for the year-end bonuses for the guards.

Xia Jinhua was happy, and when he was happy, he deducted the year-end bonuses from the twenty guards sent by the emperor, making everyone's New Years difficult.

After Sikong Jue added a month of shifts, the New Year has passed, and the situation in the DPRK has gradually stabilized. Many conservative forces in the DPRK have been pulled out together. A lot of people, but the most important ones still failed to get down.

Sikong Jue also returned to the General's Mansion, and the two husband and wife were finally reunited.

There was no Si Kongjue during the Chinese New Year, and Xia Jinhua felt that there was no New Year's taste. He also came back from vacation, and she immediately asked to make up for it for another year.

Last year's New Year's Eve and the year before the New Year's Eve did not have him, and today, no matter what, we will have a year with him.

On the first day that Sikong Jue came back, he saw Xia Jinhua was busy making arrangements for the Chinese New Year. Sikong Jue did not go home, there was no New Year's taste in the General's Mansion, and he did not even hang up the red lanterns. As soon as he came back, Xia Jinhua immediately The red lantern was put out.

Have a peaceful and full year ahead!

All the people in the General's Mansion were mobilized, setting incense tables, making paper money, writing couplets, and hanging New Year pictures, all very busy.

The General's Mansion also built a large pigpen and raised more than 20 Chinese New Year pigs, but Sikong would never come back, and Xia Jinhua had no intention of killing pigs.

Xia Jinhua was out of sight early in the morning, Sikong Jue lay in bed for a while, and it was already morning. Seeing that the house was full of joy, everyone was smiling when they saw him.

After having a simple breakfast, he asked Antarctica, "Where's Madam?"

Antarctica smiled 'hehe': "The lady said she was going to kill the pig herself."

Xia Jinhua wants to kill pigs?

Sikong Jue was delighted, but he had never heard of women killing pigs, and he was very curious, so he went to the backyard where the pigs were raised.

Before entering, I heard the roar of a large group of people.

"Madam, come on! Kill it now!"

"Oh, ma'am, you didn't kill the right way, that's not how pigs are killed!"

"Hold me down, hold down!"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xia Jinhua holding a kitchen knife, screaming, and a large group of people were helping a big fat pig.

Seeing that the kitchen knife was already full of blood, in this cold weather, Xia Jinhua was sweating profusely, and was wearing an apron on which a lot of blood had been splattered.

Finally, the pig was held down, and Xia Jinhua raised the kitchen knife and stepped forward.

"Madam, you have to kill it. This pig has been stabbed three or four times." Iron Man sweated profusely.

Xia Jinhua bought a pig from a pigsty this year and had to kill the pig himself.

Killing a pig is also a technical job. It takes a knife to drain the blood of the pig, and the knife must be fast and accurate, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Therefore, three hundred and sixty lines, the line will be the champion, if it's not that material, don't use that knife.

No, the basin is ready, the pig-killing stool is ready, and the pig-killing stove is ready, even though the pig has been killed for so long, it still cannot be killed.

Poor, the pig fell into Xia Jinhua's hands, and it screamed so terribly that the entire General's mansion was shrouded in that tragic howl. so many sins.

Killing a pig is to cut the main artery of the pig and release all the blood, but Xia Jinhua killed it for a long time, but did not kill the artery.

The guards who followed the pig were also anxious. Although they killed countless people, they had never killed a pig.

But Xia Jinhua's momentum came up, and he vowed not to give up until he killed the pig.

The pig held it down again, and the Iron Man and the others were miserable and watched eagerly, hoping that Xia Jinhua could kill it this time.

Seeing Xia Jinhua wielding a knife, sweat on his forehead, staring at the **** chest of the pig.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Stupid pig, die!"

puff-

With a knife stabbed in, the pig howled twice and struggled so much that Xia Jinhua pulled out the knife and saw that the pig was dripping with blood.

Killed?

On the side, there was a specially invited pig butcher who shook his head and said, "Madam, you made a mistake again. You have to poke the blood vessels of the pigs. This is an old rule. The blood of pigs must be drained cleanly."

Xia Jinhua tilted his head and almost threw the pig knife in anger.

Damn, how does she know where the pig's aorta is, the skin is too rough and the meat is too fat, I haven't touched it for a long time.

More and more people gathered around, jokingly watching Xia Jinhua kill the pig.

Wang Hong said with a smile: "Mother, you should let the master kill it, let's see if you haven't killed it for a long time!"

Li Dahu also boldly suggested: "Master, you are really not that kind of material!"

Xia Jinhua became angry, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted, "Hold me down, I don't believe in evil today, I can't even kill a pig!"

Seeing that her attitude was so determined, everyone had to go with her.

The crowd held the pig down again, and heard Bajie screaming in agony. It turned out that the pig was scared to pee and spattered on the ground. Wukong inevitably got hit and was spattered with excrement and urine.

The few people who pressed the pig were unprofessional at first. They were frightened by the feces and urine, and subconsciously loosened the pig. The pig who was struggling to the death actually struggled off the pig-killing stool and escaped.

Suddenly, the scene was in chaos. The pig stepped on the pot, kicked the stool, bumped into the person, and ran to a free distance. Xia Jinhua chased after him with a kitchen knife.

"stop!"

The crowd gathered around, busying themselves.

Unexpectedly, the many fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered on the other side seemed to see a liberty leader who started an uprising, and actually followed the riot.

In an instant, the whole yard was full of pigs running around, and dozens of pigs were flying around with their fat fat thrown around.

People are turning their heads everywhere!

Sikong Jue's forehead, killing a pig can make such a big movement, only Xia Jinhua.

But fortunately, there were many people, and there were many people watching to kill the pigs. After a while, all the pigs were driven into the pigsty, and the scarred pig was also brought in and held down again.

Xia Jinhua raised the knife, stood in front of the pig again, and swung the pig-killing knife in his hand horizontally, ready to continue killing.

A mellow and **** voice came from my ear: "I'll come."

Sikong Jue in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore, shook his head, walked out, and took the pig-killing knife.

He used to be a good pig slaughterer in the village, and he never made a wrong move. Xia Jinhua was furious and said angrily: "No, I have to kill this pig today!"

Sikong Jue shook his head helplessly, walked to Xia Jinhua's side, and held her hand, "I'll teach you to kill."

Sikong Jue simply passed behind Xia Jinhua with both hands, grabbed the hand that clenched the butchering knife with both hands, and taught him hand in hand.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the intimate gesture of the body, it was really immoral—

But they are the masters, and no one else can control them.

The person involved did not feel any embarrassment, Sikong Jue frowned, seeing that the New Year pig, which was slaughtered all over, fell into the hands of a butcher like Xia Jinhua.

Sikong Jue said: "To kill a pig, the place where the pig's Adam's apple must be killed should be regarded as a husband."

Seeing that Sikongjue was holding Xia Jinhua's hand and the knife in his hand, he was pouring a bucket into the pig's throat, and he heard the pig screaming and pulled out the knife. Blood spurted from the wound, and Sikongjue hurriedly kicked the pot. Go and catch the pig's blood.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, finally killing it.

Seeing that Xia Jinhua killed a pig, the masters started to kill other pigs.

Today, there are too many pigs to be killed in the house. In this courtyard, many temporary stoves are built. At this time, the cauldron has been set up, and the hot water is boiling hot.

Xia Jinhua wiped the pig's blood on his hands with his apron. Seeing that Sikong Jue was helping hold the pig, when the pig's blood was dry, he started pouring hot water and shaving the pig's hair.

Before shaving the pig's hair, you must first use a tube to pass it into the pig's body, blow hard inside, and blow the pig's body up, so that you can shave.

The knife for shaving the pig's hair is also very small and neat. After drenching the pig's hair with hot water, shaving it with a knife will shave the pig's hair clean.

Sikong Jue personally operated the knife, squatted down, and shaves the pig's hair meticulously. Xia Jinhua took the water scoop and carefully poured hot water on the pig.

After pouring the hot water, Xia Jinhua also squatted on the side, watching Sikong Jue shave the pig's hair, he always felt that his man was very handsome, even if he shaves the pig's hair, he can shave the piano-like style.

Sure enough, ugly men play golf like shit, and handsome men kill pigs like performance art.

Especially when you are with your loved one, even if you kill a pig together, you can still taste the same as drinking chocolate in the first month of the flower.

This face-seeing world...

Seeing Xia Jinhua staring at him, Sikong Jue smiled dotingly: "What are you looking at, Madam?"

"Look at you," Xia Jinhua still stared at him without blinking.

Sikong Jue looked angrily: "Look at what I'm doing, look at the feet, the dirty water is about to wet the shoes."

Xia Jinhua hurriedly took a step back, and simply moved a small bench to sit and watch Sikong kill the pig.

Sikong Jue carefully shaved the pig's hair and said, "I'll mark this pig for you. The two of us will eat it this year."

"Okay, I'll marinate it tomorrow." Xia Jinhua nodded.

Sikong Jue lifted the pig's feet, and while scraping the pig's feet, he asked, "Madam, do you think this pig's feet are made of sauced pig's feet, or stewed pig's feet?"

"It's all good, let's stew the pig's feet for beauty and beauty." Xia Jinhua said cheerfully.

Sikong Jue scraped while he had already distributed the pig.

On the other hand, the gourd doll, who was assigned to set the fire, silently despised it.

What the heck, killing a pig can make you feel numb, only the two of them can do it!

After shaving the pig's hair, Sikong Jue had the pig carried to another place to be disemboweled, and Xia Jinhua eagerly followed, sticking to Sikong Jue too tightly.

Sikong Jue cut off the pig's head, wrapped it in leaves and burned it in the fire. After it was cooked, he handed it to Xia Jinhua to eat.

Antarctica brought a ladder and put it on the tree in the courtyard, and several people worked together to hang the pig upside down.

Sikong Jue's technique was extremely skillful, he tore the pig's stomach open, and smoothed out all the internal organs.

Xia Jinhua looked at him from the side, and really felt that every move he made was alluring and charming. In this world, only his own men have such charm.

While eating the pig brain flower, she watched Sikong Jue clean up the pig intestines, and ate the pig brain flower with the unparalleled elegance and handsomeness.

Sikong Jue raised his head from time to time and smiled at her, full of affection, without saying a word.

On one side stood the cold-faced gourd doll.

Seeing the scene where Lang Li's pig intestines and concubine eat brain flowers, I almost vomited.

Damn it, Sikong Jue rubbed the pig's intestines and cleaned out the filth inside, and Xia Jinhua was still eating brain flowers with his hands full of pig feces.

Anyway, you should also consider the feelings of bystanders!

Under Xia Jinhua's chasing and sticking, Sikong Jue had already killed a pig, and personally ordered the pig's head to be sent to the kitchen for further leg hair.

In addition, I went to see the stone mill.

After grinding the beans, start grinding the rice and noodles, ready to make dumplings.

In the north, people eat Yuanxiao, but Xia Jinhua is still used to eating glutinous rice balls.

Sikong Jue was busy killing chickens and sheep again, and Xia Jinhua followed behind him like a small tail, for fear of losing him.

Busy until the evening, I finally made a table of New Year's Eve dinners. Although it was already late, the atmosphere was not too late.

Where there is Sikong Jue, every day is like a Chinese New Year.

In the past, people of the same clan were invited to celebrate the New Year in the village, but now in this mansion, Luo Village is thousands of miles away, Xia Jinhua's family is dead, and Sikong Jue has no family, so he is with hundreds of people in this mansion. Passed together.

Hundreds of people celebrate the New Year together, the scene is really big and very lively.

Today, there are enough tables, all round tables are used, none of which can hold ten people, and there are dozens of tables.

Xia Jinhua ate the pigs he killed himself and made the shaved pig soup, which tasted exceptionally good.

Sikong Jue was happy today, and he ate a lot of wine. After eating, it was late at night. In the imperial city tonight, there were still lights all over the place, and people were setting off fireworks. It is unique and illuminates the entire Kyoto as soon as it appears.

After Sikongjue and Xia Jinhua ate dinner, they asked the servants to pack their things. The two joined hands and went to the small yard where they lived.

All the way, it was quiet, only the sound of two people stepping on the snow.

Xia Jinhua suddenly took a hard breath and said, "Brother Jue, you stink."

Sikong Jue killed several pigs today, and his body inevitably smelled. He looked down at the woman he was holding, and said with a smile, "Could it be that the wife will dislike her because of her stinky husband?"

Xia Jinhua laughed: "You go back to the house to wash quickly, or else I won't be with you."

Sikong Jue's footsteps stopped, and he said maliciously: "If it is a husband, what if it is necessary?"

He stopped Xia Jinhua, pushed her against the wall, pushed her against the wall, and surrounded him.

Xia Jinhua pinched his face and pretended to be angry, "What do you want to do?"

Sikong Jue lowered his head and said in a low voice, "What?"

"No, you stink, aren't you." Xia Jinhua turned away arrogantly.

Sikong Jue hugged Xia Jinhua and kissed him no matter what the smell was.

Xia Jinhua only resisted symbolically twice, and then she obeyed, hooked his neck, and kissed him unconditionally.

Suddenly, an incomparably huge firework exploded in the sky, and it seemed to be near the General's Mansion, startling the kissing two people.

Xia Jinhua looked at the fireworks in surprise, and Sikong Jue also looked back with a smile on his face.

The two held hands, and under the bright fireworks, they looked up at the round of fireworks together, with a shallow smile on their faces, full of hope for the future.

No matter how difficult the future is, they will face it together as they are now, whether it is glory or danger, whether it is wealth or poverty...

The two went back to the room after watching the fireworks. The hot water had already been boiled, because Sikong Jue was so stinky, Xia Jinhua refused to take a bath with him, and the two took a bath in two separate tubs.

Sikong Jue could only look at the delicate body from a distance, but he couldn't touch it, his eyes filled with resentment.

"You're about to wash up, I won't wait for you if it's too late." Xia Jinhua washed for a while, then put on his clothes and went out. Sikong Jue also washed his body quickly.

If you don't wash it, Madam is not allowed to go to bed.

Xia Jinhua returned to the room and silently came in with the stove, combing his hair and drying it slowly.

Suddenly thinking of her huge night pearl, she secretly took it out from under the bed and played with it while Sikong was not around.

That night pearl is really beautiful, but it's too expensive. I don't know how Sikong Jue knew that she bought this thing with money. What was her reaction?

Xia Jinhua wasn't ready to explain it to him, and she was playing with it lovingly.

Suddenly the door opened, and Sikong Jue came over: "Ma'am, I'm done washing."

Xia Jinhua was startled, his hand slipped, and the Ye Mingzhu tumbled out.

In an instant, Xia Jinhua changed color—that was fifty thousand taels of gold!

Fortunately, the night pearl fell on the carpet and was not damaged. It just rolled out and rolled to the feet of Sikong Jue. He stepped on it, and before he asked, he saw the night pearl under his feet, 'click'. With a bang, it shattered in half.

Suddenly, Xia Jinhua's meat was shocked.

50,000 taels of gold!

Seeing Xia Jinhua's hurt expression, Sikong Jue bent down and picked up the Night Pearl that had been broken in half: "What is this?"

"That's the heirloom of my Xia family!" Xia Jinhua was righteous and deliberately ignored the 50,000 taels of gold.

But seeing Sikong Jue's solemn eyes, he suddenly asked, "What is this?"

Seeing that the night pearl was broken into two halves, the center of the ball was revealed, and it turned out to be hollow!

Xia Jinhua was also startled, seeing that Sikong Jue locked the door, and came to Xia Jinhua with the two Ye Mingzhu, Xia Jinhua saw that there was something stuffed in the center of the ball.

Sikong Jue took the thing out and saw that it was a small sphere. He didn't know what material it was made of.

He handed Ye Mingzhu to Xia Jinhua's, put the small bead next to his ear and tapped: "empty."

However, Xia Jinhua hugged the night pearl in distress. Seeing that there was no damage, he was relieved, and his eyes turned to the small ball in Sikongjue's hand again.

"What is that?"

"Isn't this from your family heirloom?" Sikong Jue was rather puzzled.

Xia Jinhua shrugged, "I only got it a few days ago."

What is the purpose of putting such a thing in the night pearl?

Xia Jinhua didn't know, but saw Sikong Jue looking at the ball: "If I read correctly, this is a skill from the previous Tang Dynasty. Back then, there were craftsmen in the Tang state, and the weapons they made were extremely sharp. I don't know what secret recipe they used. , made the army of the Three Kingdoms suffer a lot, and then these craftsmen disappeared, and the secret recipe that made the weapon sharper also disappeared without a trace."

He sighed and asked Xia Jinhua, "Your family heirloom? Would you like to open it for your husband to take a look?"

Xia Jinhua was also very curious about the iron ball, nodded and said, "Okay!"

The iron ball was from the previous dynasty, and it was crafted so ingeniously that the two of them looked over and over for a long time and couldn't see what happened. The iron ball was integrated and seemed to be solid.

Sikong Jue's expression also became solemn, and he said, "Is this what the legendary craftsman Lu Ban made in the past?"

The two fiddled around for a while, but nothing came of it. The things that the master made were not something that mortals could open. Perhaps, there really was something elusive in it.

"I'll try."

Xia Jinhua hooped the iron ball with iron wire, hung it on the stove and baked it, and said, "The object compresses when cold and expands when it is heated, which may be useful."

But Xia Jinhua didn't know whether it was useful or not. The two were roasting their hair and the iron ball by the fire. After a while, they heard a muffled sound and the iron ball exploded.

Xia Jinhua was overjoyed, and hurriedly got the iron ball out. After a while, he went to open it.

Although a hole was blown open, it was very difficult to follow the hole. Sikong Jue used a small clip, stuck it in through the small hole, and pulled out something similar to kraft paper.

Xia Jinhua was curious and leaned over, "What is this?"

Seeing that on the kraft paper, there was a drawing of a winding thing, which made Xia Jinhua dizzy, and it seemed to be a map or something.

Seeing this, Sikong Jue's pupils shrank and he was shocked.

There is a bold idea - is this the map of the batch of treasures that were sealed in the Three Kingdoms?

This night pearl was given to the ancestors of the Xia family by the founding emperor of Cang'er Kingdom.

Back then, the ancestors of the Xia family were also not simple figures, otherwise the Cang'er Kingdom would not be able to occupy the most prosperous place in the Central Plains.

It is very likely that he secretly drew the map of the treasure back then, hidden it in his night pearl, and passed it down from generation to generation.

I wonder if Marquis Anding knew about this?

Unfortunately, I couldn't ask any more. Sikong Jue looked at the map solemnly without saying a word.

Xia Jinhua naturally heard Sikong Jue talk about the treasure, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Could this be—"

Sikong Jue said, "Madam, bring some wine."

"What are you doing?" Xia Jinhua didn't know why, but still brought the wine.

Sikong Jue took off his clothes and asked Sangouzi to go to the sentry, whispering: "Back then, the emperor tattooed the map on my back, poured it with wine and alternated between hot and cold to appear."

"The map is on your back, why are you taking off your pants?"

…

Xia Jinhua still wiped the wine on Sikongjue's back, the wine was extremely cold, Sikongjue's vest froze, and Xia Jinhua opened the window and sat under the window, letting the cold wind blow in. , after a while, a layer of ice was blown out of the back.

Xia Jinhua was shocked, "It will freeze!"

"It's alright, my husband can handle it!" Sikong Jue smiled, "The map will appear in a while, and it will only take half an hour, but my wife has to look carefully for my husband."

As he said that, he sat back in front of the fire and put his back close to the fire, which burned his entire back red.

Xia Jinhua was worried and distressed at the same time, his eyes were fixed.

After a while, he saw a map looming on Sikong Jue's back.

"Come out!" She exclaimed, her eyes widened, comparing the two maps.

Back then, the first emperor of Wu'an had a map tattooed on Sikongjue's back, which could only appear after being stimulated by extreme temperatures.

Xia Jinhua compared the two maps and said, "Brother Jue, the one on your back seems to be part of this map, but there are similarities and differences."

She quickly copied the map on Sikongjue's back with a charcoal pen and sent it to Sikongjue, while putting the cloak on Sikongjue.

"Look, this branch is different, and this turn is different." She pointed.

Sikong definitely compared the two pictures, and had a bold guess: "This must be where the treasure is, but some paths are different. Perhaps, this is another path."

"Another way?" Xia Jinhua was surprised.

But when he heard Sikong Jue suddenly laughed: "It seems that the tradition of the Xia family's white-eyed wolf is handed down from the ancestors!"

The founding emperor of Cang'er gave the ancestors of the Xia family supreme preferential treatment, but he explored another way. It was really a blind eye, but he had no keys and no map.

"Who are you calling a white-eyed wolf! You are the white-eyed wolf!" Xia Jinhua said angrily.

Sikong Jue hurriedly took her into his arms and said, "Even if Madam is a white-eyed wolf, she is still a beautiful white-eyed wolf."

Xia Jinhua was no longer annoyed with him, but asked earnestly, "Do you want these treasures too?"

Sikong Jue laughed: "Isn't the greatest treasure I got in my life right in my arms?"

Xia Jinhua blushed again, wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered coquettishly, "I hate it."

Sikong Jue hugged the little face and kissed it along the red lips.

…

Afterwards, Xia Jinhua was very worried about the storage of the map.

Because there are people with the emperor around, they must have accepted Yan Li's order, and they will definitely find a way to find out where the map and key are.

Xia Jinhua didn't hide it much. He sealed the map that Sikongjue had copied down on his back, along with the original map, and put it back into the night pearl.

No one doubts that it is safe for the time being.

But Xia Jinhua was still very worried. Sikong Jue had a map and a key in his body. He was innocent but he was guilty. I was afraid that Yan Li knew about it and would not let them go easily.

Their future is still murky, but Xia Jinhua believes that as long as the husband and wife join hands, they will definitely be able to fight a **** path.

It was already midnight, and I could still hear the occasional wolf howling from the kennel outside the door.

Xia Jinhua fell into Sikong Jue's arms and tried to drill into his arms.

"Brother Jue, if you haven't met me, what are you doing now?"

Sikong Jue opened his glazed eyes and said without hesitation, "Farm the fields, raise grain, save money, and marry the little widow in the village!"

Immediately, Xia Jinhua was furious: "Okay, you still think about the little widow at the entrance of the village!"

Sikong Jue smiled dotingly and said, "If it weren't for you, I would have married all of them, but with you, what kind of little widow would I marry? It's just right to marry you! You are better than the little widow!"

Xia Jinhua turned his back angrily, pressed his back against him, and snorted softly.

Muffledly said: "If I hadn't chased you back then, I would have become a bully now, and maybe I could still enter the palace and play as a concubine, but now it's better to have lived with you as a poor bastard, I'm so embarrassed!"

He also scolded: "Look at you, the work is tiring, the risks are high, the wages are low, there is no overtime pay year-end bonus, if you don't have me, how can you live, let alone marry a daughter-in-law, you have three dog pants. I can't even afford it! You said that you took a huge advantage by marrying me, and you still think about the little widow every day, are you worthy of me!"

"Yes, yes, I can't live without my wife. I'm a soft-hearted husband, how can I dare to think of a little widow." Sikong Jue coaxed, and took her into his arms, this warm and silky feeling It's really comfortable to hold her small body in her arms.

"I want you on one side."

"Nonsense, I only heard that day that you went to a brothel! Say, did you like any girl!" Xia Jinhua asked.

"Going into a brothel for my husband is also for work needs. Your uncle who sells chrysanthemums is my leader. The leader told me to go. I can't help it. The second young master of the Long family is drinking flower wine there. He, who spread it indiscriminately, I will see you tomorrow and promise not to kill him."

"I don't believe it!" Xia Jinhua continued to turn her back to him: "Men from other families have three wives and four concubines, you are such a scumbag, you must be jealous, maybe you will go secretly sometime."

"How about, Madam come for a medical examination?" Sikong Jue grabbed Xia Jinhua's hand and touched himself: "Madam touch, what piece of flesh on my husband's body is so disobedient, Madam will teach her a lesson!"

"rogue!"

The two were fighting in the bed, and Sikong Jue pinched Xia Jinhua's ticklish flesh, and after a while, he amused her like a cat.

Sikong Jue took the noisy little woman into his arms and gave him a heavy kiss.

"The lady came from another world, and she must have come for me. How can I not cherish it?"

If Xia Jinhua hadn't chased after Sikongjue when he left, how would they be now?

Sikong Jue may make a comeback in the northern border, or she may disappear from the crowd. She may still be a wealthy small landlord in Naluo Village, or she may be the county owner in this mansion. Naturally, she has a different life of her own.

In any case, their lives will lose a vital thing...

Xia Jinhua was still muttering dissatisfied: "Next time, talk to the chrysanthemum seller, you are married, you have a family and a wife, he can't let you work overtime for no reason, even if you work overtime, you should When the hour marks the hour, double pay!"

"Yes yes yes yes." Sikong Jue hurriedly coaxed: "I will apply to him in a few days, I will definitely not work overtime, and I will rest normally during holidays. I have a wife to accompany me!"

"It's about the same." Xia Jinhua muttered, leaning his head against Sikong Jue's arms, Sikong Jue stroked the soft hair one after another, as if giving her waves of warmth, wrapping her in this life and the next...

In the General's Mansion, after a year of reunion, Sikong Jue really went to see Yan Li the next day, but instead of applying, he just told him that the uncle would take a few days off, and then came back, he Sikong He is definitely the most pretentious dragon guard in history.

But before the end of the year, Zhennan Wangfu posted a message saying that the Wangfu was going to hold a family banquet after the Lantern Festival, and everyone had to go.

Yan Ming also specially reminded Xia Jinhua that King Zhennan wants to choose a concubine for Sikong Jue!

Hearing this news, Xia Jinhua's whole popularity exploded.

Damn, there are always scumbags who want to murder her harmonious marriage!

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I went to the online writers party today. There are really a few seniors who can be on an equal footing with the great gods such as Longan Beito, and I also met a lot of author sister papers.

I thought it was going to be a grand gathering of writers' research [gou] and [da], but it turned out to be a bunch of weirdos and old men, heartbroken.

However, later, I finally found a young writer with fair skin, beautiful skin, tall stature, and a prosperous young man. When I asked about the pseudonym, he was a **** who wrote suspense frequently, and he decided to hook him.

Then, God told me that he was nineteen years old this year...

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