Flying catkins into the curtains, spring sleep is heavy

Gu Zi'an's injury healed quickly. He was young and strong, and even with this nearly life-threatening injury, he was almost healed after a month of recuperation.

"Your Majesty, have you been to the Invalids Camp these days?"

He flipped through the daily report delivered by the personal guards. His Majesty had previously concealed his whereabouts because he was worried about the unstable situation in the army. Now that he had woken up, His Majesty naturally didn't have to hide it. But after all, he was still in the barracks. He had many things to do on weekdays and couldn't accompany His Majesty all the time, so he sent a personal guard to protect him.

"Yes, and I also went to meet the captains."

Okay.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long while. When he heard the noise outside, he waved his hand to signal his guards to retreat, then turned around and lay back on the bed.

"Gu Zi'an."

As soon as Ji Mingxiu entered the room, he took off the heavy cloak that had been weighing him down all the way. He saw Gu Zi lying quietly on the bed recuperating without running around. His face, which had been stiff for the whole day, finally showed a genuine smile.

"Have you taken the medicine?"

He was sitting aside and was about to take the bowl of black medicine soup, but Gu Zi'an hurriedly snatched it over and gulped it down.

The medicine had just been delivered and was still very hot. How could he dare to let His Majesty help him drink the medicine? If he got hurt anywhere, he would be the one who would feel the pain.

Ji Mingxiu was amused by his silly look, and his impetuous demeanor of a mighty general was gone.

"Don't let your subordinates see you like this, or you'll be laughed at for the rest of your life."

"They are jealous of me, how dare they laugh at me."

Gu Zi'an stepped forward and took a sip of the scent. The bitter medicine mixed with the sweet aroma blended between his lips and teeth, but before he could savor it carefully, he was pushed away by Ji Mingxiu.

“It’s so miserable!”

He frowned and spat for a long time, his little face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

This time it was Gu Zi'an's turn to laugh. Ji Mingxiu blushed in frustration and reached out to cover his mouth.

"ah!"

Ji Mingxiu cried out in surprise, but instead of covering his mouth, he fell into the tiger's mouth and was pushed onto the bed by Gu Zi'an.

"Slow down, you're still injured."

"It's all right now."

Gu Zi'an leaned over and held Ji Mingxiu in his arms, kissing him from the forehead to the corners of his lips, over and over again, as if he was marking his territory.

In the past, he always thought that it was his own will, and that the only time would also be the last time. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he could not help but have some crazy and determined strength.

Those memories reminded him again and again that it was a night he had forced to come.

It was a night filled with threats and interests.

But now that he and His Majesty are in harmony, nothing can make him more difficult to control himself. He desperately wants to regain a better memory of their relationship to prove that all this is not just a dream, but a real love.

The originally gentle and tender kiss gradually changed its flavor, becoming fiery and burning, so hot that Ji Mingxiu shrank into his arms, trying to escape the burning flames. His rough palms stroked the soft and slender waistline of His Majesty, stroking it repeatedly until she trembled under him.

The pain of missing her for a year had now turned into a raging fire, which had turned his eyes red and made him sweat. Sweat rolled down his chin and fell on their tangled hair.

But he still stopped his action, lowered his head and placed it on His Majesty's forehead, with the obvious desire in his eyes unconcealed.

"Is it okay?"

Ji Mingxiu finally managed to catch his breath from the sticky, wet and hot kiss, but he was so embarrassed by Gu Zi'an's signs of arousal that he blushed completely and wished he could crawl under the bed right now.

But even so, he was still concerned about the injuries on Gu Zi'an's body, so he didn't dare to use force to push away his hand. Instead, it seemed more like he was trying to resist but also to give in.

"No...you're still injured..."

"It's really okay. It won't affect us..."

Gu Zi'an didn't give up and bent down to kiss him again, kissing him thoroughly inside and out, making His Majesty's scent from head to toe. His hands were also not honest, proving with his actions that there was nothing wrong with him.

Even until their robes were torn to pieces and hung half-covered on their bodies, Ji Mingxiu still refused to agree. His panting voice was filled with tears as he bit his lower lip.

He didn't dare to act recklessly anymore, so he simply half-lay down and let His Majesty sit on his waist, and the positions of the two of them were instantly reversed.

"Why don't you come yourself, Your Majesty?"

Gu Zi'an held up his head and smiled very wantonly, as if he was sure that Ji Mingxiu would not agree. Ji Mingxiu was so angry that he lowered his head and bit his lips fiercely.

But when he really came by himself, he found that he really couldn't do it.

He was not keen on this kind of thing, and he had endured several experiences almost passively. The only time he took the initiative was in Chaoyue Palace. It was dark that night and he could not see anything. He and the Imperial Master had both drunk wine, and they were groggy and almost acted on instinct.

But it was still broad daylight, the sky was bright and bright, and he only caught a glimpse of Gu Zi'an's muscular chest from the corner of his eye, and his face flushed as if it was burning, and even his hands were shaking as he unbuckled his clothes.

What's more, Gu Zi'an was not at all calm. The hand that was holding his waist moved around. His waist became limp in an instant when he pinched it, and he couldn't exert any strength at all. After a while, he was panting, crying, and lying on Gu Zi'an, unwilling to move.

Gu Zian chuckled, turned over and held Ji Mingxiu firmly under him, like a beast with ease, devouring his prey bit by bit without mercy, leaving him torn into pieces and in a mess.

The corners of Ruyue's eyes were tinged with a light red, filled with tears, which were then kissed away by him.

Everything was better than he had imagined.

He nibbled the sweet fruit, leaving beautiful red marks, turning everything upside down and turning it into a gorgeous rose.

Ji Mingxiu felt weak all over. He now truly believed that Gu Zian's injuries had healed, otherwise how could he have so much energy to torture him. He almost never stopped crying, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't escape for two steps before he was pulled back by the wrist.

Time seemed to be twisted together, stained with sticky sweat, making it difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth.

"General! General!"

Xu Yan's anxious voice just came from outside, and the next second the curtain of the military tent was lifted, and the cold wind rushed in.

"The celebration banquet will wait..."

"Get out!"

Gu Zian quickly pulled the quilt from beside him, wrapped the trembling Ji Mingxiu tightly in his arms, without revealing a single bit of romance.

From Xu Yan's perspective, he could only see his general's bronze back, with his bulging muscles covered with scars, but he couldn't see clearly who he was holding in his arms.

But just meeting Gu Zi'an's furious and murderous eyes frightened Xu Yan enough, and he stuttered and apologized before hurriedly retreating, barely able to walk properly.

It was also his fault. He had become familiar with the generals during this period, and the army did not care much about these empty formalities, so he developed such a bad habit and forgot things when he was anxious.

Look at you, you're in trouble now!

Xu Yan wanted to slap himself. He had been in the army for several months, and he had never heard of the general being involved with anyone. Now, he would not be silenced by the general, right?

etc!

Xu Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks. There were no women in the army, only burly men.

He recalled the fleeting ambiguous scene just now. The clothes were piled up messily beside the bed, but he could vaguely see the black robe and red belt.

Black, red.

Who else but Your Majesty?!

Xu Yan's heart suddenly felt a chill that made him shiver.