???? "Mother, mother!"

When Brother Ju yelled from the courtyard, Fu Rong sat on the couch and sewed Xu Jin's robe.

Seeing that Qiuhuo was gone, and August was about to arrive, Fu Rong had no choice but to pay attention to the war that was bound to come, and had no plan to stop Xu Jin from going out, so he could only prepare a winter robe for him as soon as possible. The two had no feelings in the previous life. The war came suddenly, and Fu Rong couldn’t even be courteous. In this life, she didn’t want to be courteous, but she really wanted to sew a set. With Xu Jin by her side, she could remind his wife at home that he was waiting Let's go back?

Hearing the excited cry of her son, Fu Rong couldn't help laughing. She handed the gown sewn with two sleeves short of her hand to Mei Xiang for collection, and she slowly dropped to the ground. Seeing that the little guy ran in, Fu Rong didn't go there anymore, and asked him with a smile, "What's going on, Brother Ju?"

Brother Wei was sensible, afraid of bumping into his mother, so he stopped when he ran to her, raised her little hand to show her: "Peanuts, Ling Shou's family!"

Fu Rong lowered his head and saw that Xiao Pang was holding three peanuts in his hands. The pale yellow peanut shells were clean, as if they had been washed.

Ling Shou then walked in and explained with a blushing face: "The peanuts are about to come out at home. My mother asked me to bring some for the princess and son to try. They were just dug out from the ground. My mother and my sister washed them together. , The princess can eat raw or cooked."

The nurse next to him nodded towards Fu Rong and said with a smile: "The old slave has also helped. This new peanut is delicious."

The meaning in the words is that this peanut is credible. Ling Shou is the person next to the son. The prince is afraid that something will happen when he returns home. Every time he asks her and the guards to personally send Ling Shou home. Now that the princess is pregnant, this food is even more important. From the excavation to the washing mother The mother was watching, otherwise she would not dare to bring it back. To be cautious, she and the guards grabbed a few to eat on the way.

Fu Rong was quite at ease with the people arranged by Xu Jin. He took the peanuts and peeled them off. She and Juer had two benevolences, one by one, and asked Juer after eating, "Is it delicious?"

Last time Ling Shou went home to visit relatives and brought back a basket of corn, Fu Rong let the kitchen cook, and picked the tenderest one for Brother Zhu to eat. The little guy chewed his face full of corn, which was very cute.

Brother Bi nodded, "It's delicious." After saying that, he handed one to his mother, kept one for himself, and peeled it with his head down.

Fu Rong touched his son's head, praised Ling Shou, and asked Mei Xiang to send the peanuts to the kitchen to cook the peanuts in salted water at night. When not married, every autumn harvest season, Zhuangzi would send fresh food to the mansion. Usually, he is used to eating big fish and meat. Fu Rongting likes to eat these coarse grains.

So Xu Jin came back in the evening and found a plate of boiled peanuts on the dinner table.

"Ling Shou's family!" Ge Er knelt and sat beside him, pointing to boiled peanuts and telling him.

Xu Jin squeezed a smile.

Before I met Fu Rong, he really hadn't eaten this. Later, the two got married. In the autumn, Fu Rong asked Zhuangzi to bring it over. After eating it a few times, he liked it. Seeing that his son had eaten something he hadn't eaten when he was a child at a young age, Xu Jin felt a strange feeling.

In the first half of his life, the son will be much happier than him, right? There is a mother who loves him, and a father who loves him. He has a more noble identity. Unlike him, he has to call the queen mother and the other princes in front of the father and the queen.

"Brother Ju'er open his mouth." Xu Jin was in a good mood when his son was doing well, and he handed a peanut kernel to his son's mouth.

The emperor father never fed him like this, but he fed his son.

Rejoicing inexplicably, he stripped him several times in succession. Only when Xu Jin remembered his son and his mother, he moved in his heart and looked up.

Fu Rong looked at them with a gentle expression.

Brother Bi is really like Xu Jin, with the same forehead and the same phoenix eyes, sitting side by side, the big one peeling peanuts and the small one watching expectantly, the big one feeds the small one with open mouth happily Then, Fu Rong felt soft.

"You eat too." Xu Jin handed over the newly peeled one.

Fu Rongxue opened his mouth to him like his son.

The family of three happily finished their meal, went for a stroll in the yard, and after coaxing Brother Bi to fall asleep, Fu Rong Xu Jin returned to the room.

Fu Rong slept inside, lay down, with his head exposed outside, looking forwardly at the man who came after the bath with his big watery eyes.

Xu Jin only wore a pair of white pants, and the hairpin on his head had not been removed, so it was exposed from the neck to the waist. Fu Rong saw his broad and strong chest, narrow and pliable waist, and his right arm that stretched his muscles when he wiped it off.

Xu Jin didn't expect his wife to be watching him. He threw the towel on the chair and turned his head, only to meet Fu Rong's "squinting" eyes.

Xu Jin was helpless and funny.

Since entering July, Fu Rong has become more and more sticky to him. Brother Biju looks like a child. When he comes back, she moves in front of him. Sometimes she sits beside him and sews clothes for a while. Look up at him. Xu Jin was afraid that she would be tired and wouldn't let her trouble. She refused to listen. She had to prepare him winter clothes, her eyes were serious and persistent when she spoke, and she thought that no one could detect it.

This is the day. In the evening, she used to be shy or pretended to be shy, and she has no scruples when she is in love. Now she is not ashamed, and when the lamp blows, she takes the initiative to drill into his arms.

Xu Jin certainly knows what these changes are because of.

He also enjoyed it very much. Whether it was the reluctance in her heart or the visible benefits to him, Xu Jin liked it very much.

"You think I'm good-looking again?" Xu Jin smiled and lay in her bed with a small lamp behind.

"The prince has always been good-looking." He stretched out his arms and Fu Rong proficiently leaned against his shoulder and said against his chest.

Xu Jin deliberately said: "Nongnong has been getting better and better to me recently. He made clothes for me and talked sweetly. I always feel that something is wrong. Nongnong, tell me the truth, did you do something wrong? Are you afraid of being discovered by me?"

"No, the prince doesn't like it." Fu Rong lightly bit his shoulder, but didn't pretend to be angry and turned to him, still holding him, his little hand circling around his waist.

Xu Jin coughed, holding her hand and saying: "Go to sleep, you have a body, don't be tired."

Fu Rong nodded and closed his eyes.

The hands were honest, but the legs were resting on his legs, his knees slowly moved up, and when he met Xu Jin, he felt Xu Jin's peace, and Fu Rong pursed his lips and rubbed it unintentionally. Xu Jin immediately became uncomfortable, and Fu Rong was satisfied, and took back his leg to fake sleep soundly.

Xu Jin received Fu Rong's suggestion, pretending to be ignorant, and waiting patiently.

The man was like elm bumps, and Fu Rong didn't dare to look up at him, fearing that he would find out that she did it on purpose, so he stayed honest for a while. This time she didn't use her legs anymore. She moved in Xu Jin's arms as if her sleeping posture was uncomfortable. She pressed her thin pajamas in front of him, and moved her right hand down his waist like withdrawing her right hand...

Seeing that he was about to meet, Xu Jin suddenly turned around and turned his back to her, breathing smoothly.

Fu Rong bit his lips in annoyance. Is this person really a vegetarian?

But she thought.

I don't know if I want to cherish the time I get together because I can't bear it, or I just want to, anyway, Fu Rong just wants to be close to him.

The hint was unsuccessful, Fu Rong went out, pressed his face, and kissed his shoulder.

A moment, like a spring rain.

Xu Jin remained motionless.

Fu Rong didn't believe in evil, so he moved his hand to the front. This time Xu Jin didn't stop him anymore, and Fu Rong successfully met.

When they encountered it, they understood, and he thought about it.

Fu Rong was relieved, his lips were still tossing around him, and his hands were also playing playfully around him.

"Nong Nong..." Xu Jin quickly turned around and hugged her to kiss, "Just think?"

No matter how courage Fu Rong was, he didn't have the cheeky way to say it. He closed his eyes and ignored him, just wrapped his arms around.

Like the spring breeze and the spring rain, the wind gently blows the drizzle, and wants to pass through it smoothly. The rain is densely woven into a gentle net. He is not allowed to go, and he wants to hug it all the time. As far as Fu Rong is concerned, Xu Jin now is the wind, she is reluctant to let him go, and does not want him to go...

"The prince, the prince..."

I don’t know if he is too happy or too scared and sad in his heart. Fu Rong cried lowly, not daring to say what he wanted, so he begged him when he retreated, "Master, don’t go..."

What will she do if he is gone, what will happen to him outside? She wants to always enjoy the endless love he gave, and she wants her elder brother. Her future children will always have their fathers to feed them and play with them. She wants to take care of the children and grow up with him and watch them get married. A lifetime is so long and so long, and she didn't meet him in the best years in her last life. She has finally been together in this life. She wants to live with him and walk the long road that she had no chance in her last life.

Tears were getting more and more, Fu Rong subconsciously wrapped him tightly, hugged him, and felt the alive him.

Seeing her wet face covered with tears, crying as if tonight is a farewell to life, as if there are only their mothers left in the house tomorrow, where Xu Jin is willing to leave, slowly give her to her, softly coax her: "Dong Nong Don't cry, I won't go anywhere, I'll be by your side for the rest of my life, don't cry, I won't go anywhere..."

Fu Rong was immersed in his own sadness. He didn't hear what he said. He just hugged him, and the prince and prince kept shouting.

The cry finally stopped, and Fu Rong shrank gently in his arms.

Xu Jin gently wiped her tears and sweat, "Why crying like this? I thought you were uncomfortable."

Fu Rong vented. Thinking back to the scene just now, he felt embarrassed, how embarrassed to tell the truth, and sent it into his arms.

Xu Jin chuckled, pulling away her long hair and biting her ear: "Is it because I'm too good?"

Fu Rong hugged his head and bit his thick cowhide face.

Xu Jin obediently bit her, and when she bit his mouth, he opened and waited for her to come.

Fu Rong sensed it, smiled silently, and deliberately went to his chin. Before he could be proud, he was chased down.

The autumn wind outside the window is tireless, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the house.

On the ninth day of August, the Shaanxi border eight hundred miles plus the emergency report, Suzhou Wei, Ganzhou Five Wei, and Liangzhou Wei first line were attacked by Hu people at the same time.

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