Chapter 408 Still waiting to come back

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 408 Still waiting to come back

It is basically impossible to make a trip to Japan and be promoted to a duke when you come back. The dukes of the Ming Dynasty may seem to be only one or two grades higher than the marquises and counts, but in fact they are completely different.

From the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, the titles of Marquis and Earl have been continuously added, usually concentrated among the Queen's family members, that is, the group of relatives.

But the Duke only had the group of people who founded the country and Jingnan. Not only did they not grow, but they actually decreased.

The only ones that have not broken up the inheritance so far are those five families, and two of them still have the same surname.

But how could Xiao Qizi know this?

Therefore, Xia Yuan feels that these words should be very useful. After all, this is the core value these days, and all demands can be metaphysically extended to earning some foundation for his descendants.

But he didn't expect that such words not only had no effect, but also caused such a fierce backlash. Xia Yuan was confused and at a loss, "Why are you crying again?"

"I, I want to have a bridal chamber with my husband, not even a child. If my husband never comes back, I will have nothing."

Xia Yuan's face turned a little dark, "What do you mean you can't come back, you..."

I wanted to say a few words, but seeing her tearful look, I couldn't say anything. I simply said: "Okay, my husband said the wrong thing and made you think wildly. Come on, come on, my husband will be punished.

Just hit me."

After saying that, he grabbed her little fist and started beating it on his chest. After two blows, Zhu Xiurong tried hard to pull his hand back.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan did not insist. He picked up Xiaolizi and let her sit on his lap, and then continued: "Didn't my husband say that even though he is going on an expedition, he is very safe and will not go to the battlefield? What's more,

I will not go to fight with the enemy. My husband will definitely come back safely. How could he not come back?

Just keep your heart in your stomach and don't worry about what's there and what's not, or do you think your husband is lying to you?"

"I don't"

Xiaolizi's voice was weak. She lay in Xia Yuan's arms, hugged his neck with both hands, and agreed repeatedly.

She has very little knowledge about war, and all her knowledge comes from other people's chatter - there are also several old people in Zhaojiacun who were paid as soldiers when they were young or even in their prime.

These old men would often tell the young people in the village about the fighting on the battlefield. Of course, they would inevitably boast and exaggerate.

At that time, when she was chopping firewood or washing clothes, she would sometimes listen to it. She didn't remember much of it, but she remembered that fighting is very dangerous, and people will die, many people will die.

This was also the source of her fear and panic. But after seeing Xia Yuan say this repeatedly, she thought about it again and felt that there should be no danger. Those old people could come back safely and talk about their war experiences with the young people in the village.

, my husband will definitely come back safely.

Thinking in my heart, my panicked heart seemed to be at ease, and I repeated in my mouth: "Husband will not lie to me."

The voice of these words was also very soft. It didn't seem like she was responding to Xia Yuan, but more like she was talking to herself.

"That's right, my husband will not lie to you. When we get to Japan, there will be soldiers to fight. My husband will just sit in the big tent, which is very safe."

As Xia Yuan spoke, he stroked her back with his hand. When he said this, he whispered in her ear: "When my husband comes back from the Japanese country to earn military merits, we will have a wedding, and then give birth to a son to inherit the title.

OK?"

The sound rang in her ears, and her breath was hot and itchy. Xiaoqizi's face turned a little red. She bit her lip and hummed softly.

However, Xia Yuan sighed again, "Forget it, you should just think that it's unlucky for you to fart if you come back and get married."

He thought about it now and realized that he had successfully planted a flag just now.

If you say something like, "I'll get married when I come back from the war, I'll marry you when I come back from the war, I'll do whatever I want when I come back," etc., I'll basically never come back.

Very unlucky.

"Fight, isn't it unlucky to come back to the bridal chamber after a fight?"

"It's not that it's unlucky to come back to the bridal chamber after a battle, it's the words themselves that are unlucky."

As soon as the word "that" came out of her mouth, her face turned red again, and after a while she still asked in a low voice like a mosquito: "Are you going to have a bridal chamber when your husband comes back?"

Xia Yuan gently held her waist with one arm, put it close to her ear, and asked in a joking tone: "Do you want to do it, Xiaoqizi?"

"I think." Xiao Qizi nodded, hugged his neck, put her cheek against her husband's cheek, rubbed her ears and temples gently, and said in her mouth: "I think, I want to give birth to a child for my husband."

, I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.”

Xia Yuan's original intention was to tease her with this teasing tone, but unexpectedly he got such a serious answer. He opened his mouth and wanted to tease her as usual, saying that he had been thinking about the wedding all day long, but he couldn't say it anyway.

After all, the girl in my arms is a native girl from the Ming Dynasty.

In her understanding, getting married is just for the bridal chamber and to give birth to children for her husband.

But as a modern man, he has never been able to be cruel.

A rough calculation shows that it has been more than two years since I married this little shepherd's purse, and now she is sixteen, sixteen

The sixteen-year-old girl still looks a bit like a green apple, and her figure is still as petite as before, but this petiteness is mainly reflected in her upper body.

The upper body is narrow and the waist is extremely thin, but the pretty buttocks sitting on the legs have unknowingly become graceful like a mature woman's. With a pinch of her hand, they are round and round, and are several times bigger than before.

According to the old man, such a thing is already fertile.

According to Xia Yuan's understanding, women in this situation are actually mature, and this situation also means that Xiaoqizi's body and height will probably not grow any longer, and she should remain this petite and exquisite in the future.

Look.

It seems that it is impossible to raise a lolita to become a royal sister.

Thinking of this, Xia Yuan actually felt a little disappointed. It was more or less Versailles, so he was glad.

He was thinking in his mind, but his hands kept kneading and kneading. Zhu Xiurong's face couldn't help but turn redder, but instead she moved closer to his arms and buried her face in Xia Yuan's neck.

, the wings of his nose quivered slightly.

At this time, Xia Yuan put his hands on her waist. Even through the skirt and clothes, he could feel the delicate and smooth soft flesh of her waist, with the liveliness and elasticity unique to youth. He opened his mouth and called out softly:

"Little shepherd's purse."

"Um?"

Zhu Xiurong opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Xia Yuan. Her big eyes were watery from crying just now, and paired with her pretty face, they looked extremely moving.

Seeing her cute appearance, Xia Yuan forgot what he wanted to say. He leaned over and touched her lips, kissed her hard, and then said, "Xiao Qizi, my husband thought for a while and decided not to come back."

Already."

PS: The third update has been swallowed and is under review.
Chapter completed!