Qin Shuhuai reacted, his face flushed, and he hurriedly retreated with the handkerchief in his hand, saying in a panic: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

He retreated to the middle of the room, holding the handkerchief, and listened to the sound of water inside.

Qin Peng couldn't wash any more, so he got up and put on his clothes.

Qin Shuhuai sat at the table, holding a handkerchief in one hand and pouring himself tea with the other.

But the scene I just saw filled my mind and I couldn’t get it out of my mind.

It's not like he hasn't seen it before.

If you have never eaten meat and have always been a vegetarian, it’s not a big deal.

After eating the meat, the rope broke and it was kept hanging. That was torture.

But he didn't dare to be so reckless. The last time they separated, he kissed Qin Peng, which obviously scared Qin Peng. He felt that he could not be so reckless again, and thus suffered a lot.

Qin Peng came out of the shower and wiped his hair and asked, "Why are you here?"

Qin Shuhuai raised his head in a daze. When he saw Qin Peng's face, the heat that had just subsided rose again. He immediately turned his face away. The anger that was originally full of anger disappeared when he looked at this person. He pretended to be calm and said, "I heard that you were coming, so I came."

Qin Peng frowned, somewhat dissatisfied: "I came here for my reasons, what will the court do if you follow me?"

"Nothing can happen."

After hearing this, Qin Shuhuai became a little annoyed. He raised his head, looked at Qin Peng and said, "As for you, if anything happened, you should tell me. The battlefield is dangerous. I will help you deal with anything. You have come all the way here. What will you do if something happens?!"

"Nothing will happen." After hearing this, Qin Peng softened his tone and was somewhat helpless. Qin Shuhuai was immediately angry after hearing this reckless remark, but he still suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice: "How do you know that nothing will happen to you?"

"Of course I have my considerations." Qin Peng patiently explained, "I came here secretly, and no one else knows. I will be fine."

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Qin Shuhuai finally couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly raised his voice: "Then why did you get into trouble and get poisoned and force me to kill you with my own hands?!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them fell silent.

Qin Peng stared at Qin Shuhuai blankly, and Qin Shuhuai finally realized what he had said.

Those six years suddenly came to his mind, and he felt a little sad.

He looked at the man standing vividly in front of him, unable to suppress the sadness in his heart. He clenched his fists and turned his head away without saying a word.

Qin Peng looked at him. The man was trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to control his impulse.

She didn't know what to say, and just as she was about to say "I'm sorry", she heard the other party speak first.

"sorry."

He stiffened his body and spoke hoarsely: "I shouldn't say this. It wasn't your fault back then. It's just that Pengpeng," he turned his head and said with a tremor in his voice: "I can't stand six years like that a second time."

When these words came out, Qin Peng felt as if a needle was stabbing his heart.

She recalled the first time she saw that man after becoming Qin Peng. At that time, Qin Shuhuai seemed like a stranger. He ate alone, slept alone, and the only thing that accompanied him was the cold tablet.

He was standing in front of her at this moment, looking at her quietly, and there seemed to be moisture in his beautiful eyes.

This was the Qin Shuhuai she was familiar with, the Qin Shuhuai that belonged exclusively to Zhao Peng.

His gentleness, his gaffes, the moment when he occasionally looked up blankly, and his occasional childish smile, all belonged to her alone.

How can you bear to feel sorry for such a person?

Qin Peng didn't know what to say. He took a few steps forward, threw himself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Qin Shuhuai was stunned for a moment after being bumped into by her, and then he carefully placed his hand on her.

"Peng Peng..."

He was delighted with her response, but for a moment he was at a loss as to what to do.

Qin Peng buried his head in his arms, listening to his somewhat rapid heartbeat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."

"There won't be a second time. There definitely won't be a second time."

Qin Shuhuai looked down at the girl in his arms, and his heart melted at these words. He felt helpless, knowing that this person's words were not reliable, and if something happened next time, she would probably turn around and go alone, but he was still happy and comforted by this promise.

He despised his own weakness, but he could do nothing about it. He could only hug this person quietly and sigh: "Peng Peng, I'm always here."

The two of them hugged each other quietly for a while, and then Qin Shuhuai let her go. Then he remembered and lowered his head and asked, "Where are you hurt?"

He had been on the battlefield for many years and could tell the smell of wound medicine. Qin Peng felt a little embarrassed and stepped back, saying, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

"Have you applied the medicine?"

"Yes."

"You're lying." Qin Shuhuai took out medicine from his sleeve and said directly: "Is the wound in an inaccessible place? I don't smell any medicine on you."

Dog nose...

Qin Peng secretly complained, but on the surface he still insisted: "It's really okay."

Qin Shuhuai didn't say anything. He just pulled Qin Peng to sit on the chair, opened the medicine box, and looked up at her: "Where is it?"

"On my back..."

Qin Peng felt that he could not provoke him again, otherwise his temper would get angry immediately.

Qin Shuhuai responded, raised his hand and placed it on Qin Peng's clothes. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled it down.

The coolness of the air made Qin Peng shiver, revealing his jade-like shoulders. Qin Shuhuai paused, then continued to pull it down.

His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still very calm, as if he was just expressing ordinary concern: "Cold?"

"Um……"

Qin Peng looked up at the illustration in front of him, trying hard to concentrate.

She felt that she should not let her imagination run wild. Qin Shuhuai had always been a gentleman. Even though they did that in bed, she did not take the initiative and he was always very restrained.

He must be just thinking about applying the medicine at the moment, and I can't let my imagination make the atmosphere awkward.

She tried hard not to think about romantic things, but she still felt the other person pulling her clothes down.

The wound was on her back, exposing most of her back. Qin Shuhuai looked at the red marks, his eyes darkened, and he asked in a cold voice, "How did you get hurt?"

"There was a military advisor opposite them, probably a Northern Yan man, who used the drum-beating method to form a battle array. I used the drum sound to disturb him, and he raised his arrows and shot at me."

As he spoke, Qin Peng was afraid that he would worry, so he quickly said, "But I stopped! This is all caused by the arrow wind!"

"Um."

Qin Shuhuai didn't say much, just responded lightly, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Qin Peng felt a little uneasy. Qin Shuhuai dipped his finger in the ointment and rubbed it on the wound.

The fingers with the hairpin brushed across the jade-like skin, and the ointment lightly stained the wound, and Qin Peng's breathing became a little disordered.

Qin Shuhuai paused for a moment. Qin Peng knew he had heard her, and couldn't help but blush. He simply held his breath. Qin Shuhuai applied medicine to the wound and left.

Qin Peng breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed. He felt as if he was vaguely expecting something, but he also felt that it was not right.

Just as she was about to pull up her clothes, a hand suddenly grabbed her hand from behind.

Qin Peng's body stiffened, and she felt her hair falling on her shoulders, followed by warm breath spraying on the skin behind her neck.

She stiffened suddenly, and the man held her hand tighter. His lips, cool at night, moved to the back of her neck, again and again, kissing all the way up her neck, to her lips, and then onto her warm lips.

Her eyes suddenly widened. The other person held her hand with one hand and her waist with the other hand. He held her in his arms and kissed her gently but irresistibly.

Qin Peng's mind was in a mess, and she had no time to think about anything. She didn't know whether to refuse or not, nor did she know whether to accept or not.

Qin Shuhuai's breathing finally became a little hurried. He couldn't help but use force to pinch Qin Peng's hand. Qin Peng felt a little pain and groaned. Qin Shuhuai suddenly let go and stepped back.

"sorry……"

He spoke hoarsely, trying hard to suppress his rapid breathing, took a step back and said, "You go to sleep first, I'll go back first."

After saying this, he left in a hurry, walking out quickly as if he was escaping.

Only when the man's warmth in the air completely dissipated did Qin Peng realize what had just happened.

She felt her face getting a little hot. She had never had any self-control towards Qin Shuhuai, and she knew this very well.

She raised her hand and fanned her face. Chun Su walked in and said in a puzzled tone: "Just now I saw the Regent went back in a hurry. You..."

Before she finished speaking, Chun Su paused and asked in surprise, "Why is your face so red?"

"Oh," Qin Peng fanned himself and said calmly, "It's a little hot."

Chun Su was about to speak, but when she saw Qin Peng's lips were still watery, she suddenly realized and nodded immediately, "It's quite hot."

Qin Peng didn't sleep well that night. She lay in bed, thinking about Qin Shuhuai over and over again.

Qin Shuhuai's feelings made her feel a little scared.

Do you like this person?

I kind of like it.

But do you like me enough to deserve that kind of feeling?

Probably not.

She always believed that you should give back what others gave you. If you can't give, you'd rather not have it.

So she didn't dare to ask for this love, but she couldn't resist the man giving everything he had to her. Her mind was in a mess for a while, and she thought about it for most of the night, and finally she could only say, let it be, and don't think about it anymore.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, Qin Shuhuai was already awake. He was sitting in the outer room waiting for her. When she washed up and walked out, he was kneeling in front of the desk reading a book.

There was tea and breakfast in front of him. The morning light fell on him. Hearing her coming out, he looked up at her and smiled: "Awake?"

"Um."

Qin Peng smiled and sat opposite Qin Shuhuai: "Are you awake so early?"

"It's getting late," Qin Shuhuai took a sip of tea, "The envoys from Xiliang have all arrived."

"oh?"

Qin Peng was not surprised and nodded: "Where's Beiyan?"

"They came together, saying it was a trilateral meeting."

"Who is coming from Beiyan?"

Qin Peng was a little curious. Qin Shuhuai saw that she was interested in Beiyan. He felt a little depressed, but he still said patiently, "It's Bai Huai."

"Bai Huai?"

Qin Peng was a little surprised. Bai Huai was Zhao Yu's original bodyguard, and later served as the commander of the imperial guards in Beiyan. How could the person who came this time be someone so close to Zhao Yu?

Qin Shuhuai could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and he responded. Wei Chun's voice came from outside: "Princess, Prince, the envoys from Xiliang and Beiyan have set up tents outside the city gate. Do you want to meet them?"

Qin Shuhuai raised his head and glanced at Qin Peng. Before Qin Peng could speak, he said directly, "General Wei, please see you. The princess and I will accompany you."