When Si Wushang heard that Murong Yingluo was going to the ancient Kingdom of Wu, he was naturally reluctant and worried about Yingluo's safety.
At the beginning of the new emperor's reign, in order to consolidate the court, she was completely ignored. However, Yingluo had no complaints and felt that she owed her too much. She thought that after some time, everything would stabilize and the couple could regain their love.
Si Wushang frowned deeply, "Luo'er, you managed to escape from the ancient Wu Kingdom with great difficulty. I won't allow you to take risks again. I will send people to the ancient Wu Kingdom to investigate Aman's life experience."
Yingluo is no longer the reckless woman she used to be. She naturally has her own sense of proportion, and she made her decision after careful consideration.
Mingli looked at him with determination, "Shang! You know that I have always been worried about my brother's death, and it has always been my wish to pay homage to him. And this time I will disguise myself before going, and I won't let myself
I'm in danger. In addition, I also plan to go to Hongwuguan to find my father to build a firearms camp there, to replenish ordnance at any time, and to meet that Arnold for a while."
It was imperative to build a weapons camp at Hongwuguan, but there were also hidden dangers. The reason why Si Wushang did not set up one was because he was worried that Murong Xuan would be self-reliant after possessing a large number of firearms.
"To prepare for the establishment of an arms camp, I will send additional people there."
Yingluo was really worried about her father's safety. The Murong family suffered one after another, losing two children. Now only she and her brother Murong Qianmo are left. Yingluo hopes to protect the Murong family in her own way.
In his heart, he also knew that Si Wushang was worried that the formula would be leaked.
"Shang! Firearms manufacturing has always been a secret. Each person is only responsible for one link. It is a very complicated process. I am the only one who knows the whole process, so I have to go."
The weapons supervisor also adopts this manufacturing model. Only those in authority know the formula of firearms, but Yingluo is Murong Xuan's daughter.
Si Wushang just didn't want the Murong family to know the formula of the firearm, let alone the method of using Glauber's salt to replace saltpeter.
"This is a secret. The fewer people know about it, the better." After weighing the pros and cons, she still acquiesced to Yingluo's proposal.
Si Wushang felt extremely reluctant to let him go, and was also filled with worry.
The soft light shrouded the eyes, and the depths of the eyes were full of tenderness, "Luo'er, although our husband and wife are both in the imperial city, we have been together less and more apart. I have wronged you too much."
Her eyes met and she smiled, Yingluo knew that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, "Yingluo is not that ignorant woman."
The more Yingluo behaves like this, the more guilty Si Wushang feels in his heart. The life he wants to give her becomes more and more contrary to his original vision, causing him to have to travel and work as hard as a man.
When the war is over, she will never let her live such a life. He held her in his arms with warm hands and whispered softly, "I am very worried about your safety. I will send secret guards to go with you. With Chengfeng here, I
I feel much more at ease.”
"Okay!" Yingluo responded softly, leaning into his arms.
Tomorrow is the day when Yingluo sets off for the ancient Kingdom of Wu. Si Wushang tells Cheng Feng to take good care of Murong Yingluo, so that Si Wushang returns to the Regent's Palace early to accompany his beloved.
In the room, Yingluo was packing her bags. Although the two of them were together less and more apart, after all, they were in the imperial city and knew that each other knew what they were doing. The messages would not be broken, and their hearts would be at peace even if they did not meet each other.
This time, the two of them had to be separated for a long time, but before they left, Yingluo already felt a touch of longing in her heart.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the silver comb placed on the dressing table. He picked up the comb and stringed it together. It was the prize that King Zheng had won while drinking in Fengming Ancient City. Now that he thinks about it, he misses the past days of the two of them.
"Luo'er, what are you thinking about?" Si Wushang's gentle voice came from the door.
Yingluo put down the comb in her hand and stood up hastily, "Nothing? I just remembered what happened in the past."
Si Wushang held a pair of nanmu boxes in his hands, which were gifts for Yingluo.
"I remember that this comb was given to you in Fengming Ancient City. I promised you a rosy red lip for dressing up, but now I have to make you live a busy and tiring life." He put down the nanmu box in his hand and took her into his arms.
"Sad! Everything we do today is to live such a peaceful and peaceful life in the future."
Si Wushang was as gentle as the bright moon, hugging her tightly, his heart full of nostalgia, "Luo'er, what should I do? I've already started missing her before we were separated."
Yingluo hugged her tightly, tears flashing in her eyes, she was not like this.
It's too sad to say goodbye, but it's just a few months apart, and it doesn't mean that we will never see each other again. The separation is for the next reunion.
Now that Yu'er is still young, all responsibilities are shouldered by him. If not, he can go with her.
"Luo'er, I have something to give you."
Yingluo had already seen the nanmu box from the moment he came in, "What is it?"
Si Wushang looked at her with tender eyes, stretched out his hand and brushed the black hair on her forehead, "Would you like to take a guess?"
Yingluo thought about it carefully, "On this trip to the ancient Wu Kingdom, the prince must be worried about Yingluo's safety. There should be some items here for self-defense."
Si Wushang's brows were soft and he nodded slightly, "It's something used for self-defense. Luo'er, can you guess what it is?"
Although the two of them have a clear understanding of each other, there are many kinds of self-defense objects. Which one is it? You can guess it in a moment.
Yingluo no longer bothered to guess, "I can't guess, what exactly is it?"
Si Wushang picked up the nanmu box and opened it, which contained a set of tips. "Inside is a pair of medical masks. It is as thin as a cicada's wings and has excellent breathability. You will not feel uncomfortable even if you wear it for a long time."
The mask can be removed by applying the prepared potion.”
Yingluo opened the kit and found a mask of an old woman inside. She was very surprised and said: "Shang! You want me to disguise myself as an old woman?"
"That's right!"
Yingluo saw determination in his eyes. She had a slender figure and a heroic spirit between her eyebrows. She was more than capable of pretending to be a man. It was really difficult to pretend to be an old woman. If she wore this mask, Cheng Feng would probably have to call her mother.
Si Wushang had already picked up the mask and handed it over, "Luo'er, you might as well try it on. Except for me, no one else in this world will be able to recognize it."
Yingluo, you seem to have a deeper meaning when you hear this. Why does it have a sour taste? It turns out that he asked himself to pretend to be an old woman because he was wary of Aman.
Yingluo's face blossomed slightly and she put the mask into her bag, "Since it was given by you, it is naturally excellent. There is no need to try it."
The two people's eyes blended together, with deep affection. Si Wushang stretched out his hand to hold her beautiful face, kissed her cheek with his plump lips, and slowly moved from cheek to cherry lips. The lips were glued together, inseparable.
The clothes fell to the ground. Si Wushang picked up He Lanjin and walked towards the bed. He gently placed Yingluo on the bed and stretched out his hand to pull down the curtain.
In the hibiscus warm tent, the lustful semen filled the noses of the two of them. Their hands were intertwined and their fingers were clasped together. Their gentle and lustful lips were intertwined with each other, like spring water rippling, and their crystal skin was sucked over and over again.
Kiss, numbing pleasure seems to explode in the body.
He couldn't help but let out a low moan.
Si Wushang opened the belt of his clothes with his slender fingertips, revealing the undulating front of his half-undressed clothes.
Yingluo's body was so limp and powerless that she let pieces of her clothes fall off, her whole body was softly pressed against her vagina, and the intertwining of lips and tongues became more and more erotic.
The entanglement of asking for each other will ask for each other, interweaving the same passion......
The next morning, before dawn, Yingluo was lying in Si Wushang's arms, resting on his arm and pressed against his generous chest, her eyelashes trembling lightly. When she thought of last night's sex, not only did her face sway.
Happiness and sweetness.
She raised her head slightly and stretched out her soft fingers, and couldn't help but caress the bridge of his handsome nose and thick eyelashes. When I thought of him leaving today, my heart was filled with sadness.
Suddenly I saw his eyelashes moving, so I hurriedly closed my eyes again and fell asleep.
Si Wushang's beautiful face was filled with tenderness. When he saw Yingluo with her deep eyes closed tightly, she looked like she was sleeping, but her hands were holding the brocade quilt tightly, knowing that she had woken up.
His eyes were overflowing with tenderness, and he kissed her quivering eyelashes passionately. He breathed into her ear, and his warm breath hit her neck, making her heart tingle and tingle.
Yingluo's mouth was squeaking. Hearing the sound that was numb and soft to the bones, Si Wushang's soul was shaken, and he instantly felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face.
Holding the beauty in my arms, I caught a glimpse of her soft and smooth skin, her face as delicate as a flower, and her lips as beautiful as petals. I felt so much love that I really loved her and didn't want to be separated from her.
The fiery lips and tongues were involuntarily intertwined deeply, wantonly inhaling the fragrance of each other's mouths...
The gauze curtains dance lightly, filling the room with a strong sense of spring.
After the love affair, Yingluo nestled in Si Wushang's arms, her whole body covered in an intoxicating crimson color. She looked up and saw Si Wushang with faint beads of sweat on his forehead, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with her bare hands.
Yingluo also loves him very much, but the current situation does not allow her to be comfortable. If the estrangement is completed, the dispute between the two countries can be resolved.
He whispered softly: "Shang! During my absence, you can't just focus on state affairs, but also learn to cherish yourself. I will try my best to leave as early as possible and come back as early as possible."
Si Wushang held her bare hand and kissed her on the lips, his eyes full of tenderness, "Luo'er, I can't bear to have you leave!"
Yingluo hugged her tightly. At dawn, she was about to leave.
"Yingluo doesn't want to be separated from the prince. We are not separated forever, just a temporary separation."
Yingluo helped Si Wushang bathe and change clothes, gently twisting the lapels of his clothes, tightening his belt, and carefully tying his hair.
He is now the regent of Cheng Han. He has to deal with many things every day and has already gone to court before dawn.
On the outskirts, Si Wushang stood high up, the autumn wind swayed, raising the maple leaves all over the ground, and the cold wind blew his white shirt flying.
Si Wushang's eyes filled with hidden worries stared intently at the distant carriage, murmuring softly.
"Luo'er, take care of yourself! I'm waiting for you to come back!"