The matter of the back house at home gave Wei Shao a headache.

The reason for the headache is because to his mother, even if she did something like last night, he still couldn't deal with it with the kind of killing decision he was accustomed to.

In this world, if he had to name the women he couldn't treat with heart, there would be no more than three.

The grandmother was certainly one.

His mother Zhu Shi was one.

and also…

is gone.

Wei Shao immediately drove the old face out of his mind.

Soon, he didn't have the time or energy to think about his family's affairs.

The border town has not been attacked by a great battle from the Xiongnu like Shanggu for several years.

A few years ago, Shan Yu suffered several major defeats in succession. The last time, he led his cavalry to drive the Xiongnu into thousands of miles, and one of the four corner royal courts, the Western court, was forced to move. Since then, the Huns have no longer invaded south as frequently as before, and the border of Youzhou has also been quiet.

Judging from the news reported by the spies one after another, due to the declining health of Shanyu Yizaimo, the struggle for the successor has become the biggest contradiction in the Xiongnu royal court at present. The prince of Tu Qi, Zuo Xian Wang Wuwei, was the son of Izamo and the successor to the throne of Chanyu, but this prince was not very popular with the Huns, but his uncle Rizhu Wang Wuzhuqu was even more popular. In the royal court, among the council of nobles, the left and right Guli kings, the left and right chief commanders, and the left and right big households, among these important figures from the sons of Shanyu or the famous Xiongnu, many people gradually began to support the king of the day, either overtly or covertly. The vigilance and dissatisfaction of King Zuo Xian, and the battle between him and his uncle became increasingly fierce.

Wei Shao already knew that the group of Xiongnu cavalry that attacked Shanggu came from the Zuo Xian King Wuwei.

Choosing to raid Shanggu at the time of Mrs. Xu's birthday, Wu Wei wanted to use this method to establish prestige among the clansmen and provoke Wu Zhuqu. At the same time, he was also avenging himself for the king who lost to his men many years ago. Court defense.

It was also because of that defeat that Uwei's prestige suffered a great blow, and the Sun Chaser King's forces began to slowly rise.

This lesson from Shanggu made Wei Shao alert again.

In recent years, because the border has nothing to do, he has put most of his energy on the war to unify the north.

It is important to unify the north, but guarding the border and defending against the Xiongnu is the foundation of the Wei family's fourth generation, the third prince, and the common people.

Grandfather and father have done things for a lifetime, and he cannot break it in his own hands. Even if he has to postpone it, or even interrupt his goal of reaching the Central Plains indefinitely, he has no choice.

Wei Shao got busy as soon as he went out in the morning. From east to west, Liucheng, Baitan, Baideng, Mayi, Sanggan and more than a dozen important border city military newspapers for garrisoning the Xiongnu have been sent to Duya one after another. He negotiated with the generals and ministers on strengthening the guard, arranging defenses, and dispatching soldiers. After completing the case, he went out of the city to patrol the camp. After the day's affairs, it was already night when he returned to the city.

Not just into the night, but too late.

In fact, he could have ended the matter earlier and went back earlier.

But he personally patrolled all the camps outside the city, until he came out of the last, farthest, and small-scale camp, and then returned on horseback.

It was already late.

Li Dian, Zhang Jian, and others who accompanied him all thought that Junhou did so personally for the matter of Shanggu a few days ago. This could have been done entirely by them.

Wei Shao really did it for the sake of Shanggu.

But only he knew in his heart, and it was actually because of her in the family.

When he was busy during the day, he didn't have time to think about what happened last night. Now that he was going back, he slowly began to feel uncomfortable. Some don't know how to go face to face with her again.

Thinking of what I did to her last night... Thinking of her bullied back sweating and panting... Thinking of her complaining about why he wouldn't release it quickly, because she had already worn the same kind of wear when her hands were sore and her arms were sore. The tone of the cry...

Wei Shaoren was still riding on the horse, and his lower abdomen suddenly became hot, just like eating the Queen Mother's elixir that his mother fed him last night.

So he didn't want to meet her so soon.

What happened to her last night was too sudden.

This one is fine. She was his wife, he had a need for relief, and she happened to be by his side. He was able to stop and treat her like that in the middle of an extremely excited juncture. In fact, he didn't even understand what he was thinking at the moment, let alone the repeated process that followed.

I don't know how I could endure it and didn't want him.

That's all. What really made him feel awkward was that he was so invested that he was completely beyond his imagination.

He was caught off guard. Not sure what attitude he should take to meet her in the future—a daughter of the Qiao family who he originally married just for decoration.

…

Wei Shao finally entered the Wei Mansion.

Nearly Hour. Except for the servants of the night watch and the illuminated lanterns swaying in the night wind, the entire Wei Mansion has been completely integrated with the night.

Wei Shao walked into the Westinghouse, crossed the courtyard, and saw from a distance a dim light overflowing from the doors and windows of the room in the middle of the room at the end of the corridor.

His footsteps were not fast at first, but now they slowed down even more. But in the end, I finally got to the porch steps. A drowsy maid who was leaning on the porch waiting for the door to close heard the footsteps, turned her face and saw that he was back, refreshed, and hurriedly opened her eyelids and stood up straight. Just as he was about to call him, Wei Shao stopped him.

Wei Shao stepped up the steps, came to the threshold, stopped for a while, raised his hand and slowly pushed open the door that was hidden, and then walked in.

Men and women, yin and yang human relations are also, not to mention husband and wife.

he thought.

…

Although the night is deep. At this moment, Xiao Qiao could no longer wait and wait like before, and finally fell asleep by herself without any heart.

In fact, she hoped that she could fall asleep, and then she wouldn't have to face Wei Shao's face again.

In order to find something to do for herself, she finally started copying silk books again. A copy is about half an hour. The originally vain mood finally calmed down slowly.

But the movement he made when he opened the door and came in, although it was not big, it still interrupted her thoughts that had gradually calmed down.

She finished the word she was writing, put the pen back on the pen holder, stood up, and turned around.

Wei Shao had already entered, his figure swayed beside the screen, and then appeared in front of her.

When she saw it, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked the same as usual.

No, it should be said that he is more indifferent than usual. Usually when he came in, he would at least look at her once.

Tonight she was standing in front of him, and he didn't even glance at her, he walked quickly towards the bathroom - so fast that she greeted her as usual and said something like, "My husband is back. "There is no chance for a scene like that.

Xiao Qiao looked at his back, and the troubles that had plagued her all day about how to face him after intimate contact with him in bed were immediately resolved.

It seemed to him that it was not a problem at all.

This is the best.

Xiao Qiao exhaled and turned around to let the maid, who had heard the sound from outside the door, come in to wait and take a bath.

…

Wei Shao changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom, finally raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Qiao.

His first look at her tonight.

He found that she was exactly the same as usual, so he looked at him like that, and when he saw himself coming out, a smile appeared on his face.

He originally thought that after the closeness last night, she would stick to him, or show a shy look in front of him.

But she didn't... She looked the same as usual, still so "virtuous".

It was as if... she had forgotten how she served herself in bed last night.

Except for the last one, because he promised not to take it at the beginning, he already knew exactly what she was like.

It's only been a day, and she seems to have forgotten all about it?

Or, she didn't care about the experience last night at all?

Wei Shao suddenly felt unhappy in his heart. An unpleasantness that has been completely ignored.

This is very rare for him.

He walked past her with a blank face, came to the bed, turned over and said, "No need. Go to sleep."

Xiao Qiao sighed, went to the door and told the servants to go to rest, finally closed the door and returned to the inner room.

Wei Shao was lying on his back on the bed, with his hands crossed on the back of his head, closed his eyes for a moment, noticed that she hadn't followed him to turn off the lights and went to bed, slowly opened his eyes, saw her standing at his feet at the end of the bed, and his eyes were looking at him. He frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong? Still not sleeping?"

Xiao Qiao said: "Husband, there is something that bothered me all day. I thought that I should let you know, but I was afraid that you would annoy me if you found out."

"What's the matter?"

"Husband just came back, have you been to Granny Westinghouse?"

"Never."

Xiao Qiao's voice softened: "Mother-in-law... I was punished by my grandmother today in the ancestral hall... I don't know when I will be able to return..."

Wei Shao seemed to be startled, slowly sat up, and looked at Xiao Qiao: "What's going on?"

Xiao Qiao bit her lip: "Because of what happened last night..."

Wei Shao's eyes immediately became sharp when he looked at her, and he paused, "You told your grandmother?"

"It was my grandmother who sent me over to ask questions."

Wei Shao didn't say anything and frowned.

Xiao Qiao recounted what happened during the day.

"...At that time, my grandmother asked me if I knew what happened to the east room last night. She said that I heard that you broke down the door in a rage, and asked about taking ice cubes here. Grandma asked, and I dared not answer. I don't know about the matter, so naturally I won't answer randomly, I only talked about taking ice cubes here..."

Wei Shao glared at her, the corners of his lips seemed to be cramping a little: "You said I've taken a love potion?"

"No." Xiao Qiao hurriedly shook her head, "I only said that you take a bath with ice cubes, ask me to pour water for you when you are thirsty, and there are a few things that follow... Grandma didn't ask any questions after hearing this, and then I came back. ."

A moment of silence.

Xiao Qiao glanced up at him.

His expression was stiff, as if someone had slapped him in the face.

Seeing him like this, for some reason, Xiao Qiao didn't feel afraid at all, but felt like he wanted to laugh.

In view of the consequences of laughing carelessly last time, I naturally dare not laugh this time. Reluctantly held back, he said in a very sincere tone: "Husband, the movement you made in the east room last night was really big. Even if you don't ask me, grandmother will know it sooner or later. Think for yourself. Is this the truth? I know you don't want your grandmother to know, and I think the same way as you. It's just that today's facts are not what I expected. My grandmother asked me specifically, and I can't help it. If my husband really blames me for talking, the punishment will be , I am willing to accept it, there are absolutely no words..."

"okay!"

Wei Shao interrupted her, her expression slowly softened, and she exhaled.

"Just say it. Did I say I blame you?"

He glanced at her and said lightly.

"Thank you husband." Xiao Qiao said softly.

The two were silent for a while.

Wei Shao looked at her again, and saw that she was still standing on the ground in front of the bed, her eyes drooping.

"Go to sleep," he said finally, and lay down again.

Xiao Qiao hummed, walked over and blew the light.

The room went dark. The moonlight was sifted through the window paper, and cast a pale white shadow like water on the ground in front of the wall.

Wei Shao turned his face slightly, watching the hazy back figure of her standing in front of the bed, bowing her head, untying her belt, and taking off her outer clothes.

Xiao Qiao put the coat he took off on the hanger next to his clothes, then climbed onto the bed and lay down.

Chunniang taught her again and again that the man could sleep with his back to her in bed, but she could not turn his back to the man.

She doesn't really want to face him, so when she first goes to bed, she usually faces on her back.

This is the standard sleeping position.

She wasn't really that obedient. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and find myself falling asleep with my back to him.

…

Xiao Qiao fell asleep on her back, with her hands folded on her stomach, her eyes closed, and when she was thinking about some messy things in her mind, she felt Wei Shao, who was lying beside her, turn over.

He turned towards himself, and seemed to lean a little closer. Xiao Qiao's nerves suddenly tensed up.

"Grandma asked you to ask you during the day. I listened to you. You mentioned what happened after I took a bath. How did you tell her?"

His voice came suddenly in the dark. It's a strange tone that Xiao Qiao is a little bit indistinguishable.

Xiao Qiao didn't expect that he suddenly asked himself this again, and suddenly became embarrassed.

"I didn't say anything nonsense... Grandma guessed it..." Xiao Qiao said vaguely, taking the opportunity to turn over and turn her back to him.

There was silence behind him for a while.

Suddenly, Xiao Qiao heard a slight creaking sound from an unknown corner of the bed, and Wei Shao leaned towards him. As her ears warmed, he lowered his face and pressed his lips to his own.

"What the **** did you tell grandma about my bath?" he asked slowly.

"Say I haven't had the same room with you yet, and you are only good at serving me?" His tone was a bit strange.

His front chest was almost pressed against her back and shoulders. When Xiao Qiao's ear was blown by his hot breath, the cold hair stood up, numb and itchy.

Xiao Qiao hurriedly shrank his head under the corner and avoided his mouth.

"No no! How can you say that! Don't worry!"

Wei Shao fell silent. Lie back slowly.

Little Joe breathed a sigh of relief.