There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 1109 Ladies, your husband is back!
a few days later.

girders.

Thirty miles north of Shendu City.

On the wide official road, a long motorcade was hurrying on its way, with the rapid sound of horse hooves.

In a carriage at the front of the motorcade, Su Xian was sitting with his eyes closed and concentrating. He was a little sleepy from the rush of the past few days.

Yang Zhilan was also in the carriage, expressionless, she knelt on one leg, squatting beside Su Xian, and was massaging Su Xian's leg with her powerful little hands.

Since that day, when he "ran all night" in the capital of the Liao Kingdom, Su Xian had been running non-stop, day and night. Even if he left the confines of the Liao Kingdom and set foot on the land of Daliang, the speed of the convoy did not stop at all.

There are two main reasons why he is in such a hurry.

First, he was afraid that the Nalan Festival would not be about "friendship and loyalty". If a large army was sent to intercept, it would not be easy to escape.

Fortunately, Nalan Festival has not changed yet. If it had been his father, the previous Liao Emperor, Su Xian's return trip might not have been so smooth.

Secondly, this mission to the Liao Kingdom lasted a long time, and he had not seen Tang Shuwan, Liu Huixiang and other wives for a long time, as well as the Queen, Princess Lanling, etc.

I miss him very much.

He wished he could get a pair of wings and fly back to the Duke's Mansion that same day.

"It should be here soon."

Su Xian opened his eyes, opened the side curtain of the carriage, and looked at the scenery on both sides of the official road.

Then he gently patted Yang Zhilan's thin but very strong and reliable shoulder, and said with a smile: "Stop pressing, don't you feel your hands are tired?"

"No." Yang Zhilan's face was expressionless, still pressing.

"Even a hardened person will get tired after walking this long."

Su Xian couldn't help but reach down with his big hand, grabbed Yang Zhilan's thin arm, and then pulled it up gently.

Although Yang Zhilan is thin, she is physically strong. Normally, Su Xian would not be able to pull her up.

But in her dictionary, for Su Xian, there was no word "resistance" at all. Su Xian gently pulled her, and she stood up and sat next to Su Xian.

Su Xian hugged her tightly.

Yang Zhilan seemed a little uncomfortable, her body was hard and a little stiff.

"Zhilan, relax a little. Are you uncomfortable when I hold you in my arms?" Su Xian smiled, and a pair of big hands soothed Yang Zhilan's stiffness.

"Don't dare." Yang Zhilan leaned her head on Su Xian's chest, lowering her head, as if she didn't want Su Xian to see the subtle look in her eyes.

"Don't you dare?" Su Xian was stunned for a moment, then hugged her tightly and said softly: "Zhi Lan, we have known each other for so long, do you still think that I am your... Shangguan?"

"As the leader of the small pavilion of the inner guard, the young master is the superior officer of his subordinates!" Yang Zhilan said calmly.

"Well, that makes sense, but...I didn't treat you as a subordinate, Zhilan. Could it be that you forgot what we agreed upon when we were in Youzhou?"

With that said, Su Xian couldn't help but pick up Yang Zhilan's "cold" face and give her a domineering wolf kiss.

"Well……"

Yang Zhilan's whole body suddenly became tense, but then softened.

Leaning on Su Xian as weakly and bonelessly as possible.

What Su Xian didn't see was that in that warm moment, Yang Zhilan's ice-block face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally changed a little. It was a rare smile that came from the heart.

After a long time, the two separated.

Su Xian said seriously in a negotiating tone: "Our marriage has been delayed for too long. How about we just settle it after returning to Beijing this time?"

In fact, according to Su Xian's aesthetics and hobbies, Yang Zhilan's external conditions cannot "poke" him.

However, it is difficult to say that feelings are not only inspired by desire.

He and Yang Zhilan have known each other for a long time. They have experienced life and death together. Yang Zhilan has saved Su Xian's life many times, and Su Xian has also taken her to the mountains of Shu to search for the miracle doctor, who can bring her back from the dead.

With Yang Zhilan by her side, Su Xian felt very at ease and comfortable.

Maybe this is the result of long-term love...

Yang Zhilan had already returned to her "cold" and "calm" appearance, she shook her head upon hearing this.

"You don't want to marry me?"

"no……"

"What's that for?"

"I'm afraid that after we get married, I won't be able to protect the young master personally."

"I see……"

Seeing what she said, Su Xian thought about it for a while. Yang Zhilan thought it over very well and finally dropped the matter.

This is consistent with his "not wanting to have children".

At present, he is the "Gong Wei" of the Liang Dynasty, and he is still a first-class and powerful Taiwei. On the surface, he seems to be vigorous and has reached the pinnacle of his life.

But in fact, he always had an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

The source of the sense of crisis was not yet clear to him.

Maybe it has something to do with the "remnants of the previous dynasty"...

This sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, making him more and more vigilant. If he gives birth to an heir at this time, if an accident occurs... the consequences will be really unimaginable.

Can reduce some drag is some.

Besides, he is still young and there is no rush to give birth to a child.

However, this was a bitter experience for Tang Shuwan and Liu Huixiang. They both secretly suspected that their stomachs were "not good", and they also suspected that Su Xian was "not good".

"Senior brother, my wife has brought someone to pick her up. They are right in front."

At this time, Zhou Wei's loud voice came from outside the carriage.

"The ladies are here?"

Su Xian's spirit was immediately shaken.

Tang Shuwan, Liu Huixiang, Luo Xiuniang and other girls have not seen each other for a long time and I miss them very much.

Thinking of Tang Shuwan's gentleness and comfort, and Liu Huixiang's gentleness and thoughtfulness, Su Xian's heart suddenly felt hot, and he wished he could carry them back to the room immediately...

at last.

The convoy stopped slowly.

Su Xian quickly got out of the car, and across the people in front of the motorcade, he could see from a distance that there was another group of people on the opposite side of the official road, under the banner of "Guo Guo Gong Fu".

In front of a huge carriage, two beauties were standing, looking at Shenghui, holding Lopa in their hands, and even raising their toes.

Su Xian recognized them at a glance, they were Liu Huixiang and Luo Xiuniang.

"lady!"

Su Xian laughed and ran over, ignoring the strange looks of the generals, guards, and servants present.

"Husband!"

When Liu Huixiang and Luo Xiuniang saw Su Xian, they were immediately happy and trotted up to meet the general.

Luo Xiu Niang walked faster, but before approaching Su Xian, she deliberately lagged a step or two behind, letting Liu Huixiang run ahead.

"Madam... I want to die as my husband!"

Su Xian picked up Liu Huixiang in public, and without any explanation, he kissed Liu Huixiang's delicate cheeks.

Then he hugged the person and wouldn't let go.

Liu Huixiang has a unique body fragrance that Su Xian is particularly familiar with. This body fragrance always reminds him of the scene when he climbed the wall to have a tryst with Liu Huixiang in his old house in Yingzhou.

Make him excited and excited.

Eyes and ears are hot, dizzy and dizzy.

Liu Huixiang's plump body pressed against her whole chest without any gaps, making him particularly kind. He wished he could turn Liu Huixiang into a piece of clothing and wear it every day.

(End of this chapter)