Chapter 425 Yanyan, we are husband and wife
Inside the tent, Yin'er was sleeping soundly, her even breathing being the only silence at the moment.
Xiao Nanyue waved his hand, and the curtains hanging around him fell down. He picked up Xiyan horizontally, walked a few steps to the table not far away, and laid her body flat on it.
Without waiting for Xiyan to resist, his big hands had already touched her collar, deftly untied the laces, and pulled off her coat.
Xiyan's cheeks turned red instantly, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.
But looking at her daughter sleeping not far away, she finally suppressed the urge to resist. She could only bite her lip and silently accuse him of his tyranny with her eyes.
Xiao Nanyue ignored the hatred in her eyes and trapped her between his chest and the table, leaving her no room to dodge.
His lips gently rested on her ear, with a hoarse voice of grievance:
"Yanyan, we are husband and wife..."
His word "husband and wife" unexpectedly pierced Xiyan's tight defense.
Yes, husband and wife.
Three books and six ceremonies, peace between the two countries, and a formal marriage.
Yin'er's existence tied the two of them together tightly, leaving them with no way out.
Even though she had too many complicated emotions towards him: resentment, hatred, and unwillingness, she just couldn't break up with him.
Her tense back slowly relaxed, and the hand that was against his chest dropped weakly. Her eyelashes trembled, casting a light shadow that obscured the watery light in her eyes.
In the end, she stopped struggling.
Xiao Nanyue's movements paused slightly. It's not that he didn't see her refusal, but she was his wife. He didn't love her enough and didn't want her enough. He wanted her to have more children for him and never leave him.
He gently covered her with his body, and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hot lips.
The charcoal fire inside the curtain flickered, reflecting the overlapping figures.
Xiyan closed her eyes, feeling the scorching heat coming from his body. He was so strong and predatory, completely different from the man who had just spoken sweet words to her. He seemed like he wanted to burn her to ashes.
Her body was burning hot, floating up and down with him, but her heart was cold...
The next day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh.
The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains into the central military tent, making the map on the table exceptionally clear.
Xiao Nanyan was discussing military affairs with Xie Zhan when he suddenly heard Han Xiao's hurried footsteps outside the tent.
"Your Highness, Master Fu has returned with his men." Han Xiao opened the curtain and entered.
Before he finished speaking, a yellow shadow came in right behind him. It was Fu Yunqing.
Behind him, there was a beautiful girl with a sweet smile, it was Manluo.
After not seeing each other for eight months, Fu Yunqing saw Xiao Nanyan and strode forward. He raised his hand and punched him on the shoulder. The force was not light, but his eyes were slightly red.
"You bastard! You left this mess in Yandu to me and ran off to Nanzhao to chase your wife. Do you know that I almost didn't get to see you?"
Xiao Nanyan was hit so hard that he staggered half a step. He was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and patted his back with a look of apology on his face.
"Yunqing, thank you for your hard work."
"Come on, you just talk and don't practice, I want a hug." Fu Yunqing sobbed and rushed towards Xiao Nanyue with his big hands open. Xiao Nanyue frowned and dodged.
He retreated to the table and glanced at the tent door:
"Where are Xuan Yue and the child? Where is Old Man Fu? Why didn't they come back with you?"
"She just gave birth to your eldest nephew," Fu Yunqing calmed down, a hint of gentleness on his face, but his tone was filled with fear:
"My father has taken them and their mother to a secluded farm outside the city. Yueyue just gave birth to your eldest nephew, and they've just recovered from the Meng Mo poison, so they're both very weak and need to rest."
Xiao Nanyan heard this, a look of shame appeared on his face, and his voice became a little lower:
"It was I who implicated you and Old Man Fu, and also Xuan Yue and the child..."
"What nonsense!"
Fu Yunqing punched him again, this time with less force:
"Thank goodness you were so foresighted that you let Manluo come back first and brought the antidote to cure Yueyue and Feng'er in time. Otherwise..."
He was halfway through his words when he suddenly choked up, remembering Xuan Yue lying unconscious and his son dying a few days ago. He was still frightened. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and suppressed his surging emotions.
Seeing this, Xiao Nanyan patted his shoulder and gestured sideways:
"Let's all sit down and talk." Then he ordered someone to serve tea.
Seeing this, Manluo pulled over a chair and wanted to sit down. But just as her butt was about to touch the stool, she suddenly remembered her identity, coughed awkwardly, and stood up again.
Xiao Nanyan glanced at her with a faint smile on his face:
"Okay, sit down if you want."
"Thank...thank you, Your Highness." Manluo was immediately flattered and stammered.
She smacked her lips, savoring Xiao Nanyue's words: It seemed that this was the first time in her life that the evil spirit smiled at her.
She didn't lose her memory. In the past, she could only stand or kneel in front of this master.
Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but feel warm.
It seems that her good sister had whispered in the prince's ear a lot, so he forgave her crime of treason.
Otherwise, if the evil god had been like him before, he would have dared to leave the organization without permission, abducted his wife and escaped, and even dared to set up a poison array in the Seven Star Mountain. Even ten of his necks would not have been enough for him to strangle.
However, although he did not pursue his own fault, her choice to return to Tianqi with Xiyan was also a tacit consent to resume her former identity as a death warrior.
Fortunately, she is happy to be with Xiyan. If she wants to return to Tianqi, she will return to Tianqi. If she wants to be a death warrior, she will be a death warrior. Serving Xiao Nanyue is also serving her good sister.
Xie Zhan, who was standing by, had his eyes sparkling since Manluo entered the tent. Now that she had sat down, he could no longer contain himself. He walked over to her side and wanted to help her, but he felt it was inappropriate. He could only rub his hands and whispered, "What are you doing?"
"Are you tired from the journey? I'll have someone roast a pheasant for you and bring it to you shortly..."
Manluo smiled and pushed him:
"I'm fine. Please discuss matters with the prince first. Don't delay the important matters."
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