The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 37
He looked down at the girl beside him. She turned her face sideways and followed the soldiers until they disappeared. He put down the sweet potato in his hand and asked, "Jing Xiaobai, do you like those soldiers just now?"

Jing Xiaobai blinked her eyes, but there were too many sweet potatoes stuffed in her mouth and she couldn't speak, so she nodded and swallowed before replying: "Very mighty. However, if He wears that clothes, he will definitely be more mighty, just like uncle .”

The thought that had been struggling in his heart for a long time found a solid introduction at this moment, he smiled, raised the sweet potato to his lips again, took a big bite, turned his head and said with a smile: "Jing Xiaobai, come on, let's compare Whoever eats the sweet potato in his hand first! If I lose, I will carry you home; if I win, you will walk home by yourself."

Jing Xiaobai gnawed on sweet potatoes desperately, rolled her eyes when she was swallowed, and finally spit it out. He patted her on the back to make her vomit, then squatted down to let her climb on her back, and walked back angrily He turned his head and scolded: "You want to win so much? You don't even want to walk. Who would dare to marry a lazy girl like you when you grow up!"

She wrapped her two thin arms around his neck, her legs were still dangling, and she said triumphantly: "Hey, don't worry, the queen mother said that there are many people waiting to marry me. When I grow up, she will take Choose the portrait for me. I have already thought about it, whoever looks the best, I will marry him!"

His heart sank, the worrying thing has now become a reality, the empress aunt really wanted to marry Jing Xiaobai, he turned his head and hit her hard on the head, and scolded: "What's the use of being good-looking?" ?! Good-looking people are not good people! Be careful to be deceived by them, you won’t be able to cry when the time comes!”

Jing Xiaobai clutched her painful forehead and snorted, "If good-looking people are not good people, then He is the worst villain! You are so good-looking!"

"..." He lifted a rock and hit himself in the foot, but his heart suddenly became flattered, and he asked with a smirk, "Am I the prettiest?"

"Yeah." Jing Xiaobai nodded.

"I also think I'm the prettiest." He was suddenly overjoyed, and ran wildly in the busy market with her on his back. He strangled.

"Hey, why do you like roasted sweet potatoes?" Jing Xiaobai asked.

"Because it's delicious." He replied.

"Why do you like to eat roasted sweet potatoes from Zhuangyuanqiao?" Jing Xiaobai asked again.

"Because... I feel happy when I eat it, and I forget all the unhappy things. It would be great if I could eat it every day. Anyway, Jing Xiaobai, you don't understand..."

"You tell me what it feels like, and I will understand." She replied naturally.

"..." He was speechless again, and muttered for a while: "Jing Xiaobai, don't forget that I am the prettiest."

Jing Xiaobai gave an "um" on his back and said, "Hey, go eat roasted sweet potatoes every day, and be happy every day."

He froze for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Okay."

"Carry me back every day."

He smiled: "OK."

"Then I can go to bed now, call me when I arrive." She rested her head on his shoulder after she finished speaking.

The winter sunset was slowly setting, and the pedestrians on the street hurried back late. The two figures overlapped and walked back unsteadily. Occasionally, he looked back. Dark gray.

He slightly curved his lips, but couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart. As the son of a general, he inherited the Situ family's good foundation in martial arts, otherwise he would not be able to sit on the position of Shengjing's number one rich man. Now, he has to leave Going on the road he didn't want to take, breaking the vows he made when he was young in front of his mother's mourning hall——

Jing Xiaobai, maybe, I can't carry you on my back every day, maybe... I will die on the battlefield, right?But Princess of Daxing Kingdom, your good spouse must not have nothing, he must be worthy of you.

After that, he had fewer opportunities to meet her, because he went to the barracks to enlist in the army, and after layers of training and contests, he changed from an ordinary pawn to a cavalry.In the spring of the second year, the bodhi tree in Fahua Temple had just sprouted, and he cruelly abandoned his beloved girl and went with the army to the northwest frontier.

For four years, she has never smelled the familiar aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and for four years, she has not carried her through the streets and alleys. Four years later, he returned with great military exploits and numerous scars, but she held another man in her arms ——

Han Ye.

Smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, he woke up and looked at the girl's back with mixed feelings in his heart.Four years ago, my father said that Wentao and Wulue can only make decisions about their own marriages unless they get one. He doesn't like studying and can't be the number one scholar. noob?

These years tied his life to the tip of a knife, let the wind and sand ravage his young face, and made his skin rough and fleshy, but in exchange for such a result, is it worth it?His girl is now so close, she can be hugged into her arms as soon as she reaches out, but she has become so taciturn. He has not been by her side for the past four years of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, so there is no way to feel it well...

He just stretched out his hand, when his body moved, it touched the wound, and he let out a muffled groan in pain. Bailijing turned her head and saw that he was awake, she immediately turned around, knelt down on the black lacquered footrest, and asked anxiously: "Hey, Does it hurt?"

After asking, tears fell down, she raised her hand to wipe it, the black ashes of roasted sweet potatoes in her hand stained the corners of her eyes, she was in a panic.

Situ He's eyes fell on the two sweet potatoes she was holding in her left hand, and he clenched his teeth. After a while, he held back the pain, tried to calm down his voice, and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt, Jing Xiaobai, why are you crying? I'm not Is it good!"

The punishment of one hundred army sticks, the two executioners were still merciful, but they still beat him to pieces.Last night, Dr. Sun came over and drained the blood from the stick wound, and then sprayed it with shochu to clean it. This pain was hundreds of times worse than when he was tortured.No matter how much he could bear it, he couldn't help but yelled heart-piercingly, Li Shu bit his finger and didn't dare to look away.It's very fortunate that Jing Xiaobai wasn't there last night. If she were, he really didn't know what to do.

In front of Situ He, Bai Lijing had no scruples, she could cry when she wanted to, she didn't have to hide anything, she couldn't stop crying, she choked up and said, "He, let me see your injury."

Situ He was lying there with disheveled hair, but his phoenix eyes were extremely clear. He reached out to touch her face, wiped off the dark tear stains, and said with a smile: "Jing Xiaobai, you have grown up, and the location of the wound cannot be seen. , there is nothing to see here. Come, bring me something delicious, and give me a taste."

Bai Lijing handed over a roasted sweet potato, and Situ He reached out to catch it, and said with a wistful smile, "I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I forgot the taste."

Bai Lijing hurriedly said, "It's the roasted sweet potatoes from the Zhuangyuanqiao family, your favorite!"

favorite?Situ He maintained the smile on his lips, opened the roasted sweet potato, it was still warm, took a bite, the taste was familiar, but it seemed that something had changed, the roasted sweet potato that was so hot that his tongue was numb, was different ...

(End of this chapter)