Cheng Pengfei was actually a beautiful boy with healthy sunny and honey skin, lip color has returned to moisturization, and under his long eyelashes there are a pair of understanding eyes. His thin body has not yet grown, but he looks very handsome.

The cool ointment, with a sweet fragrance, Cheng Pengfei looked at the beautiful boy in front of him, who was nowhere much older than him, and could not speak for a long time, because Wushuang had always dressed in men's clothes in the military camp, so Cheng Pengfei thought she was a man.

After his mother died, he begged for food and lived a living, and was called "little bastard" by others. No one has ever treated him so well. He felt that this young man could rely on. Although it looked really cold, a small seed was buried in the heart of this thin young man, taking root and sprouting...

Wushuang has always had the habit of swimming in winter and often takes a bath in the glacier. Even if it is snowing heavily, it has never changed.

Tang Shaoyuan had already ordered that anyone should be prohibited from approaching the river, so Wushuang took a bath with confidence. A slight sound of footsteps made Wushuang's ears move, and someone came...

"Who?" He quickly flew out of the ice hole and wrapped himself in a cotton shirt. A thin figure was carrying a large wooden barrel that was disproportionate to his figure. The expression on his face was a little panicked, and he was standing in the distance.

Wushuang walked over and said in confusion, "You want to take a shower?"

"No, no, no!" Cheng Pengfei's face turned red all of a sudden. He tried his best to tell, but he was a little silly. Cheng Pengfei glanced at Wushuang with some fear, and then quickly lowered his head, "I don't want to take a shower, I...I...I...I just brought you hot water!"

"I've washed it!" After Wushuang finished speaking, she saw some disappointed expression on Cheng Pengfei's face. When she looked at the floating things in the big wooden barrel that Cheng Pengfei was carrying, Wushuang picked up one and looked in front of her. She seemed to understand something, but at the same time she sighed in her heart, "Is this... you made it?"

Cheng Pengfei nodded, a little hesitant, "Well, these, these...things are known to you take a shower every morning. I went up the mountain to dig yesterday. My mother said that using the orchid to wash it will not cause frostbite."

Wushuang felt a warm heart, hugged Cheng Pengfei and said, "Pengfei, thank you!"

Cheng Pengfei's little face suddenly turned red, and he even stuttered and didn't know what to say.

In this cold ancient times, Wushuang felt the affection between people for the first time. The adult world is too many calculations and too complicated.

I can't believe it or dare to believe it, but this child regards her as the closest person he can rely on!

The next day, when Wushuang was teaching Pengfei to learn the art of war at his desk, Tang Shaoyuan walked in slowly.

Although Tang Shaoyuan either smiles or looks like the spring breeze all day long, Pengfei is just afraid of him and stands up regularly when he sees him in.

Wushuang hugged the Bing Shu and said, "Let's be here today, you can go back first."

Cheng Pengfei shined with his big bright eyes and asked in a low voice, "Well... can I... take this book back to read?"

Wushuang touched his head and chuckled softly, "Okay, but don't let others see it, do you know?"

Cheng Pengfei's mouth opened with a sweet smile, and two small dimples, "I know, then I... I'll leave." After that, he jumped out of the unparalleled camp.

Wushuang likes this little guy very much. Although he is a little timid, he is really a cute child. When he was teaching him martial arts, Wushuang accidentally discovered that the child actually wrote good handwriting. Wushuang wrote a simple military book to him as an enlightenment reading material.

"You have ignored me these days!" Tang Shaoyuan saw that there was no one around, put down the prince's airs and said with a resentful look on his face.

Wushuang said expressionlessly: "You are not a child!"

Tang Shaoyuan suddenly spread his arms and hugged Wushuang tightly in his arms.

The wide robe wrapped around Wushuang, a warm masculine aura came to her face, and the faint fragrance of Zhilan was intoxicating.

His eyes were like a deep and unobstructed deep sea, with a soft and continuous scroll like a misty rain of apricot flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, covering her. Almost in an instant, she was about to fall into his dreamy eyes.

Wushuang has always known that as long as Tang Shaoyuan wants, he can charm any woman, just like the night he first met.

"Wushuang, do you understand my feelings, right?" Tang Shaoyuan blew in her ear and whispered like a cup.

Wushuang lowered her eyelashes and froze and said, "What do you understand?"

Anger suddenly appeared on Tang Shaoyuan's face, which had always been gentle. His eyebrows were frowning and his teeth were grinding, and his voice sounded sour.

He pinched her cold nose and said, "You sucking fairy, you know that I like you, but you insist on being so lukewarm and making people suffer. I will say all my thoughts tonight, can you marry me? I can give you the most favored status..."

Wushuang gently broke away from his arms, pulled out the candle flowers, and said lightly: "Are you afraid that others will say that I am the abandoned queen of Qin..."

Tang Shaoyuan stretched out his finger to cover her lips: "I don't care!"

Wushuang was stunned and said slowly: "I am a woman full of resentment and blood, and it is not suitable for you. Tang Shaoyuan, I promise to help you regain the throne, and I will definitely do it. But I can't do some things. Besides, the war is in the late Ming Dynasty, so we should prepare well!"

Tang Shaoyuan said calmly: "Are you still thinking about Cheng Anran? You know that he is your brother, so it's impossible for you-"

Wushuang's eyebrows flicked and interrupted him: "I have a sense of my own doing things. You don't have to say it anymore. I'm tired and I'm going to sleep!"

Tang Shaoyuan felt as if there was a piece of iron stone in his heart. He wanted to be the prince and whisper to others since then. Now he has lowered his posture. Wushuang still ignores it and wants to have an attack, but in the end he just stood up and walked out quickly.

After he left, the candlelight in the room went out. Tang Shaoyuan slowly stretched out his fist and clenched his fist, punching a big tree, shaking down dead leaves.

Cheng Wushuang, I can give you whatever you want, why don’t you accept me?

In winter, Japan is not the time to fight. Generally, people on both sides will choose to make a truce in winter in a tacit way. On the one hand, they will rest and recuperate, but on the other hand, it is because winter is too cold and there is insufficient food and grass.

But Wushuang insisted on doing the opposite way this time, and wanted to attack him and take the lead and unexpectedly.

It was when Tang Ling's soldiers hid in the warm tent to get warm, Tang Shaoyuan's 200,000 troops were ready to go and were about to give him a fatal blow!

"Pour wine to make you go!" Tang Shaoyuan's golden stone and jade sounds were stained with golden swords.
Chapter completed!