My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

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"Are you happy with me?"

She fluttered her eyelashes and remained silent, lowering her head to avoid his gaze.

Rong Li refused to give in and held her face in his hands: "Really?" His voice was hoarse and filled with joy, "Ah He, tell me, do you like me?"

The low voice sounded like coaxing, deceiving, and bewitching, which made her feel confused.

But he didn't wait for her to answer. He put his hands around her slender waist, pulled her closer, lowered his head, and pressed his lips against hers.

She was stunned for a moment and moved her head back.

"Don't hide."

His fingertips fell on her face, caressing her every inch: "Don't hide, Ahe."

Their eyes met, and in his eyes, except for the flickering candlelight, was her shadow. She had never known that she had such a gentle outline in his eyes.

She stopped hiding, her eyelashes slowly lowered, and she closed her eyes, letting his hot lips disrupt all her thoughts. As he spoke, his breath was on her lips and teeth, both hot and seductive.

"Ah He," he pressed her lips against hers, "Prince Li's palace doesn't have a princess yet, can you wait for me?"

Before she could answer, there was a sound outside the tent.

"General."

"Where's the lady?"

"X-Miss, she's asleep."

Footsteps were approaching.

She pushed Rong Li away violently: "Father, father is here."

She had never panicked on the battlefield where the sword had no eyes. Now, she was so flustered that her palms were all sweaty.

Yingchen's father was a man of self-restraint and etiquette. What he disliked the most was a prostitute. He broke into the dormitory of a girl who had not left the palace at night. It was rude after all. Rong Li was also nervous: "What should I do?"

She ran to blow out the candles and pulled him onto the couch.

"Father, I have a rest."

General Lao Dingxi: "..."

He clearly saw Rong Laoqi go in!

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, Emperor Chongzong ordered that the selection of concubines in Prince Li's Mansion would be under the full control of the Queen. Before the moon viewing banquet was over, Rong Li went to General Dingxi's Mansion.

At that time, the sweet-scented osmanthus in the General's Mansion was in full bloom. He was under the tree, amidst the flying flowers in the sky, begging to marry his beloved woman.

"On August 28th, there will be a draft at Prince Li's Mansion. I'll be waiting for you."

"If you come, I will choose you as my concubine. If you don't come, I will run away to find you."

"Yingchen, I will proclaim myself emperor, and I will demolish the three palaces and six courtyards. On August 28th, can you come? I want to marry you, I want to marry you."

She responded and nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'll be your wife."

Rong Li smiled and kissed her under the tree.

Later, the person who was carried into Prince Li's Mansion on a sedan chair was the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin Hela's Hua Qing.

Emperor Chongzong granted a state marriage to the Prime Minister's daughter and made her Prince Li and his concubine. The whole world knew about it and came from all directions to congratulate her. At that time, Yingchen had just received the seal of command and was stationed at the northwest border.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand was blown all over the sky by the night wind. The temperature difference between day and night in the sandy land in the northwest was huge. At night, it was bitingly cold. It was already late at night, and the oil lamp in the general's camp was still on.

The deputy opened the curtain and went in. The smell of alcohol that hit her face was so strong that it was depressing. She stepped forward and called out twice.

"General."

"General."

The general sat on the bamboo mat, propping up his chin and raising it to the spout of the pot near his mouth. The sake flowed down, dripping.

"General," the lieutenant advised, "don't drink any more. You'll be drunk later." Even she, the lieutenant, was resentful of the prince in Kyoto. The general was training troops to kill the enemy at the border, but the beauty was in his arms.

Humph, you ungrateful man!

The general just shook his head, lifted the wine jar again, raised his head, and drank heavily.

She didn't know how much she drank. Later, she became groggy, half drunk but not drunk. Someone called her while she was half asleep and half awake.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

She opened her eyes and looked vaguely. In the dim light of the oil lamp, there was a very beautiful face.

"Stop drinking."

The beautiful man snatched the wine jar from her hands and called her name gently.

Ahe.

Ahe.

After her father's uncle passed away, no one called her that anymore, only him.

She rubbed her eyes, half drunk and half awake, and stared at the person under the lamp: "Could it be that I'm drunk, and I'm actually dreaming."

A hand covered his face, feeling cold.

"It's me." He leaned over and opened his arms to hug her, "Ah He, it's me."

"Bang——"

The wine jar rolled to the ground and fell into pieces.

She woke up instantly and reached out to touch his face. It was warm. He was not in her dream, but in her eyes: "Rong Li."

"Um."

He was still wearing thin clothes and was covered in dust. She even touched the prickly beard on his chin: "Why are you here?"

He shouldn't be here during the wedding at Prince Li's palace.

He said, "I was afraid you would cry, so I came here."

In one sentence, she burst into tears.

He is here, her sweetheart, her king, her husband, he is here.

With red eyes, she cried and asked, "Where is Hua Qing? What about the wedding?" His Majesty gave her a state wedding, so there was no way she could just run away.

"I can't care so much anymore." He wiped her tears with the back of his hand, his throat was dry and hoarse, and he coaxed her in a low voice, "Ah He, don't cry anymore."

She cried even harder: "Rong Li, can I be ignorant?"

Rong Li leaned over and kissed her eyes: "Okay."

"Don't want anyone else. When I finish the battle, will you want me?" She cried hard and spoke intermittently.

She was the commander-in-chief of the Dingxi Army and a first-class general in Da Chu. Even at her father's funeral, she never cried like this, like an abandoned child.

"Yes." He nodded and promised her, "You don't want anyone else, I'm yours alone."

He is the prince of the Tian family and the future king of Chu, so if he says it, Jiuding will not be taken seriously.

She hugged him and cried.

He stayed with her all night and kept kissing the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At that time, nearly half of the power in the court was in the hands of the prime minister. He knew how dangerous this northwest business was, and she knew it, but he still came to tell her that he didn't want anyone else but her.

At the beginning of the next year, Chongzong died, and he was honored as a great treasure. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty asked Hua Qing to be the queen. The next day, he went to western Guizhou in person and blocked an arrow for her, which cost her half his life.

During the Battle of Liangzhou, the defense plan was leaked and all 30,000 Liangzhou defenders were wiped out. He single-handedly broke through the city and carved a bloody path for her.

In that battle, she suffered three arrows and he was covered in bruises.

In the battle of Zhou Qiong, she led 80,000 Dingxi troops and defeated the Yan army.

In the battle of Hexi, she attacked three cities in Xiliang in succession, and no one at the border was injured or killed. She didn't sleep for five days and weighed eleven swords. After the truce, she fell asleep for four days.

In the battle of Qicheng, she led 20,000 soldiers to defend the city for six days and defeated the 50,000 Xiliang allies of Yan State. After that, the reputation of General Dingxi of Chu made other generals frightened.

In the battle of Guan Mian, Da Chu was defeated. She was the last one to evacuate from the battlefield, wounded all over her body, but she still protected Da Chu's military flag from falling.

The Battle of Shaoguan...

For nearly ten years, she guarded the people of Chu and her king, fighting on the battlefield, winning and losing. She suffered countless injuries, big and small. When she took off her clothes, she was covered in scars, not even an inch of a woman's. The ice muscle and jade bones are all scarred after being polished on the battlefield.

The time she was most seriously injured, she thought she wouldn't survive. It was Rong Li who called her over and over again by her bedside, pulling her back from the King of Hell.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

"..."

She opened her eyes with difficulty and was in a coma for several days. Her voice was hoarse: "You're here."

After five days, I finally woke up.

Rong Li knelt in front of her bed, his eyes red from crying: "Ah He."

She wanted to raise her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, but she had no strength at all. She lectured him breathlessly: "You are the king of a country, why are you crying?"

The military doctor said, prepare for the funeral, the general cannot be saved.

He beat up the military doctor and reapplied medicine to her with his own hands. There were twenty-three injuries all over her body, four of which were serious injuries. Why were you crying? Why is he crying?

This is his beloved woman.

"Ah He," he grabbed her hand. Her nails were all white and there was no blood at all. He pressed his face into her palm, and his hot tears wet her hand, "Don't die..."

The eight lieutenants standing by were all red-eyed.

This man was the king of Dachu, the most respected person in the Nine-Five Period. He had only ever knelt on the knees of the late emperor and their generals. Even when the late emperor died, he never cried like this.

He was in front of the bed, crying and soaking the quilt: "Ah He, if you die, I won't be able to survive either."

She had no strength to shake her head, her eyelashes blinked, and then hung down feebly: "I won't die, I will hold on. Dachu still needs General Dingxi, and so do you."

Dachu was troubled internally and externally, and he had just ascended the throne. She did not dare to die, and she did not dare to leave him alone, surrounded by enemies and without anyone to support him.

But Rong Li shook his head: "No, I don't want General Dingxi anymore, can you just ask for Ah He?" He admitted it, surrendered, and begged her, "Can't we stop fighting? Ah He, can I take you back?" ?”

She didn't speak for a long time.

Not good, not good.

"Rong Li, I am the general who is best at leading troops in Da Chu. I don't trust others. I can only guard your borders, your cities, and your people for you. Others can't do it. It's impossible."

It seems that she has never said that she likes him and is happy with him. She doesn't like to say these things. She has a tight mouth and can't say sweet words. She just guards him and guards him with her life.

It doesn't matter if the country is destroyed and the mountains and rivers are gone, it doesn't matter if he becomes a king who subjugates his country.

"Ah He, let's surrender, okay? I don't want Chu Chu anymore, I don't want Chu Chu any more." Be a fool, do it for her.

He is not afraid of death or being spurned.

But Yingchen couldn't bear to leave.

"The emperors of Xiliang and Yan are cruel and ferocious, and we cannot surrender." If he surrenders, how can he, the king of the subjugated country, survive, and how can the thousands of people in Dachu live in peace.

"This won't work, that won't work either..."

Rong Li stretched out his hand and stroked her eyebrows. There was a half-finger-long scar there, which was injured on the battlefield last year. It was only a centimeter away and almost cost her eyes.

"Well, I'll accompany you. If you live, I will live. If you die in battle, I will bury you."

That time, she didn't die and couldn't bear to leave him.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

Rong Li called her under the vine.

She came to her senses and stood on the wooden ladder, teetering precariously. The grapes in her hand slipped out of her hand, and she fell backwards.

"Ahe!"

She fell from the wooden ladder. Fortunately, Rong Li caught her firmly and only broke the bunch of grapes.

Rong Li froze his hands nervously: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

She looked at him without saying a word.

"Ahe."

Her eyes were a little red.

Rong Li was frightened by her appearance: "What's wrong with you? Say something to me, okay?"

"Rong Li."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she choked with sobs and burst into tears.

Rong Li panicked, put her down and held her in his arms: "Why are you crying?"

Her tears fell even more fiercely: "You don't listen to me."

Rong Li immediately said, "I am obedient." As long as she doesn't cry, he will follow her in everything, "I am obedient."

She punched him hard on the shoulder, then pushed him away, squatting on the ground and crying: "I clearly said you are not allowed to die for me, but you just don't listen... Why don't you listen?"

After Yan Guo and Xiliang surrendered, he swallowed the poison and could not live more than a day.

Rong Li was stunned.

After a long time, he knelt down and said, "Ah He," he was not sure, and asked cautiously with a trembling voice, "is...is it you?"

She wiped away her tears and her blurred vision became clear: "Well, it's me, Rong Li, I'm here to find you."

The sun sets over the western mountains and the garden is filled with the fragrance of grapes. It’s so beautiful that you seize the day and night.

Mr. Rong looked towards the stairs: "What's wrong? Did we have a quarrel?" Why his eyes were red.

Rong Tang comforted the heartbroken old man: "There's no way you can hold on to someone even if you quarrel. Don't worry, our relationship is fine."

Because Xiao Jinghe's eyes were red from crying, Rong Li took her upstairs. From now on, she had been holding him and refused to let go, for fear that he would disappear if she let go.

It's almost seven o'clock.

There was no light on in the bedroom, there was no light at all. Rong Li held her waist and held her carefully: "How about eating first?"

Xiao Jinghe shook his head and said, "Hold me for a little longer."

He had no choice but to rely on her.

"Rong Li."

Rong Tang shouted from downstairs: "Dinner is ready."

Rong Li's bedroom door still didn't open, and only a voice came out: "You eat first, don't wait for us."

What to do? So sleepless and forgetful of food.

Rong Tang endured his curiosity and returned to the dinner table.

Rong Zhouqing saw no one coming out and frowned: "Why haven't you come down yet?"

"Let's eat first."

Not only Rong Li, but Rong Tang and his wife, and Rong Ling and his wife also came. Just waiting for Rong Li, Rong Zhouqing attached great importance to table manners and was a little unhappy: "You have to ask for three invitations and four reminders when you are eating. What does it look like?" he added. , "Rong Ling, go and tell Zi to come down."

Rong Ling just stood up.

The old man suddenly spoke: "No one is allowed to go!"

Rong Ling: "..."

She was doing knitting while she watched her father.

Rong Zhouqing explained: "Dad, if Rong Li doesn't eat, his wife still wants to eat." At this point, he abducted the girl into the room, what kind of words!

The old man raised his eyebrows and glared at me: "You know nothing!"

Rong Zhouqing: "..."

The old man covered his mouth and said mysteriously and expectantly: "They are giving me a great-grandson. Whoever bothers me is the one who is in a hurry!"

Rong Zhouqing: "..."

Even at this age, I am still so... I can’t find anything to say.

The old man winked, then walked to the stairs with a cane and cleared his throat: "I said, take your time, take your time, don't be in a hurry to eat, don't be in a hurry."

family:"……"

After the old man finished speaking, he returned to the table with a smile all over his face, like a chrysanthemum, and just moved his chopsticks——

Rong Li and Xiao Jinghe came down.

The old man's good mood disappeared in an instant, and his tone was very hateful: "Why are you so fast?" He looked at Rong Li and sighed: Hey, it's useless.

Rong Li: "..."

He ignored the old man's irrelevant words, took Xiao Jinghe to sit down, and introduced her: "Ah He, this is the third brother-in-law."

Rong Ling's husband is a cross talk actor and is rarely at home. This is the first time Xiao Jinghe meets him. He is around forty, has a gentle face and wears glasses. His private image is somewhat different from his profession, and he looks more like a scholar.

"Hello third brother-in-law."

As soon as she finished asking, the old man answered: "Ah He, ignore him." Then he rolled his eyes at the other side, "You two are so embarrassed, the old Chu family has two great-grandchildren."

Rong Ling looked confused: "What does the addition of a great-grandson to the old Chu family have to do with us?"

The old man angrily said: "Haha, Ren Xiaochu is three years older than you, and he is already a grandfather. If you don't give birth to a child, if you go to the kindergarten to pick up the child, others will definitely say that you are the child's grandmother."

"..."

Rong Ling and his wife are both over forty, but they have never had children. Both of them are busy with their careers, and they have been putting off the matter of children. They are often scolded by the old man. The addition of a little great-grandson to the Chu family is even more exciting to the old man. This It was difficult to get over the matter just by talking about it, so Rong Ling and his wife ate in silence without speaking.

A meal, all in all, very subtle.

After dinner, Rong Tang just came out of the bathroom when he saw the old man timidly coming down the stairs, looking around like a thief.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" He said sneakily.

The old man's expression remained unchanged: "Nothing."

While he was talking, a square box fell out of his arms. Rong Tang took a closer look, Damn, condoms!