Junyangfang seemed to be annihilated in the heavy snow, and the heavy snow fell from the sky, threatening to engulf the people.
However, when Yang Fan returned, everyone in Junyangfang was happy because they had a backbone again.
The news that my Lord Marquis had conquered Tubo had already spread back to Chang'an.
In their opinion, only the war-god-like Marquis could defeat Tubo, who was protected by the gods.
After opening the gate of the checkpoint, the guards saw clearly the group of dusty personal guards and Yang Fan with several crossbow arrows stuck on his back. They couldn't help but rub their eyes vigorously.
My dear, what is going on?
The Marquis was actually injured, and all the guards immediately became angry.
Yang Fan is the god in the hearts of everyone in Junyangfang. It is Yang Fan who keeps everyone fed and clothed. It is Yang Fan who gives their next generation hope...
Now anyone who dares to hurt their benefactor is their enemy!
Yang Fan knew the team leader. This guy was originally selected from the Chen family in Baishui Village.
Seeing this guy looking at him in a daze, Yang Fan jumped off the horse, kicked the guy aside, and said: "Chen Gang, what are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and invite Taoist Priest Sun Simiao?" Come."
With that said, he strode straight to the training ground of Junyangfang, because it was the only place suitable for so many people to rest and heal together.
Seeing that Yang Fan actually remembered his name, the team leader was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
However, he did not forget about business and asked his men to close the city gate while he went to report in person.
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Training ground treatment room.
Although the arrow wound on Yang Fan's back looked terrifying, in fact the crossbow arrow did not penetrate very deep.
The reason why I didn't dare to pull it out before was just because I was afraid of excessive bleeding.
Now Sun Simiao was in charge, and all the arrowheads were removed in a short time.
On the contrary, the injury on Li Ke's thigh was a bit difficult. After all, he was shot through the thigh. He wanted to take out the crossbow for fear of damaging the aorta.
However, Sun Simiao is indeed worthy of being called a miracle doctor. Although it was a bit troublesome, it was still a near miss.
Seeing Li Ke's breathing gradually calm down, Yang Fan felt relieved a lot.
Although he still looks a little pale, he just lost too much blood and will be fine after a period of recovery.
After all the personal guards had finished treating the wounds, Wu Meiniang hurried over with a group of female members of the Yang family.
Hearing the guard's report, Wu Meiniang and the other girls were frightened. Yang Fan was the backbone of the Yang family. If something unexpected happened, they didn't dare to think about it anymore.
"Husband..."
When they saw Yang Fan covered in blood and his entire upper body bandaged like a mummy, the women choked with sobs and tears kept falling.
After a while, several women's eyes were filled with tears.
Seeing the Wu sisters, Xiao Shiyun and others crying into tears, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, women are indeed made of water.
But my heart was very moved. It felt good to know that someone cared about me.
Then he hurriedly comforted the girls, but the more he comforted them, the harder the girls cried, which made Yang Fan scratch his head and ears.
With hatred in his heart, he hugged the girls into his arms and enjoyed the blessings of the whole family.
This trick was indeed effective, and within a short time the girls stopped sobbing.
However, the chuckles made by the guards from time to time made the women blush and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
In public, my husband is too ridiculous.
However, his strong arms and strong chest all showed that his husband was not in serious trouble.
While he was overjoyed, the two-finger Zen technique worked again on Yang Fan's soft flesh.
Yang Fan suddenly felt pained and happy, and it was so sour to the extreme.
I haven't had the smell of meat for a few months, but now it's full of fragrance, and I've reacted somewhere unknowingly.
Of course, the girls also noticed Yang Fan's strangeness, and after secretly spitting, their pretty white faces became even more charming.
Fortunately, Yang Fan was thick-skinned enough, so he explained to everyone and led Sister Wu Mei towards the mansion, leaving only envious looks in everyone's eyes.
Yes, there is only envy, not jealousy or hatred...
In their opinion, only the fairies-like Wu Meiniang and the others can be worthy of their own prince.
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The next morning, when the sky was bright, Wu Meiniang woke up from her deep sleep. She glanced at the time and remembered to put on her clothes.
However, after using it several times, she still felt weak all over, which immediately made Wu Meiniang dumbfounded.
I remembered that last night I told Yang Fan not to move when he was injured, but he was tortured by Yang Fan for most of the night.
Later, he knelt down and begged for mercy, and Yang Fan finally agreed to withdraw his troops. It was so embarrassing!
If you don't get up so late, you will definitely be laughed at by your sisters. It's really shameless to see others.
What's more important is that His Majesty Li Er sent the imperial doctor last night with a message that today His Majesty Li Er will come to visit Yang Fan and the others.
If His Majesty Li Er doesn't get up when he arrives, he will be laughed at.
Thinking of this, Wu Meiniang once again raised her sore arms, but unfortunately Yang Fan pushed her back into bed.
Looking at Wu Meiniang's shining pretty face, Yang Fan secretly sighed, women really need the moisture of rain and dew to become more beautiful.
However, he joked with a smile: "Why are you up so early, Mei Niang? How about we do some exercise again..."
Hearing Yang Fan's words without shame, Wu Meiniang quickly said in a coquettish voice: "Meiniang knows that she is wrong, husband, please don't do this!"
Thinking of Yang Fan, who was like a wild bull, Wu Meiniang felt both love and fear at the same time.
My husband was still injured. If he wasn't injured, would he still be tortured to death?
Fortunately, my sister and Xiao Shiyun will take on some of the responsibility in the future. Otherwise, Wu Meiniang's little mind would not dare to imagine it anymore.
If Yang Fan knew that last night's troubles made Her Majesty Queen Wu Zetian timid, and even accepted Wu Shun and Xiao Shiyun magnanimously, he would definitely wake up laughing in his dreams.
Seeing Wu Meiniang looking angry and weird, Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh.
Is there anything more satisfying to a man than a woman telling her how awesome she is in a roundabout way?
Knowing that she was being tricked again, Wu Meiniang pouted and complained: "I know how to bully Meiniang, but His Majesty is coming in the morning, so husband, you'd better get up quickly. It would be too rude if you don't get up until His Majesty arrives."
Yang Fan said nonchalantly: "The fact that you can't get up means you're seriously injured. How can anyone be still alive and kicking after being hit by a crossbow? Besides, this can also reflect the merits of your hard work."
Wu Meiniang secretly spat, and gave Yang Fan a white look with her beautiful eyes.
He looked so lively last night and said he was seriously injured. Who would believe it?
How come you deserve so much hard work? You worked very hard last night...
Unconsciously, Wu Meiniang's thoughts went astray.
Quickly shaking her little head, Wu Meiniang said with an angry smile: "I have the nerve to say that hard work pays off, but doesn't your husband know that after returning to the capital, a military general who went on an expedition must first report to the Ministry of War, and then he can only go home after receiving the order?"
"Although your husband is injured, according to the usual practice, he should be treated by Imperial Physician Chaoyang. This is the first time Mei Niang has heard of him sneaking home like this. Aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will punish you for disobeying military orders?"
Although Wu Meiniang was worried about Yang Fan's injury, she was still worried about not reporting to Chang'an City first.
I don’t know what kind of sin my husband committed. He knew that the laws of the Tang Dynasty were like this, but he still committed the crime knowingly. Isn’t this an excuse for impeachment by the censors?
As a result, the achievements of this expedition to Tibet will be greatly reduced.
Yang Fan chuckled and said: "Does Mei Niang think that your husband's contribution this time is not great enough? If he doesn't make mistakes, His Majesty may not know how to reward him, so why should he make us the king?"
Hearing this, Wu Meiniang's eyes sparkled, her mind immediately became active, and she said in her heart: "My husband has expanded the territory for thousands of miles, and he is qualified to be crowned king!"
For a moment, Wu Meiniang fell into fantasy.
Women always care about fame, fortune, money and the like, not to mention Her Majesty Queen Wu Zetian, who has a strong desire for power.
Seeing that Wu Meiniang was really thinking that way, Yang Fan couldn't help but stroked his forehead, and gently pinched the soft mountain top with his big hand, breaking Wu Meiniang's fantasy: "Even if Your Majesty is willing to give it, I don't dare to ask for it! Unless
…”
"Unless what?" With a cry, Wu Meiniang turned over, leaned into Yang Fan's arms, raised her pretty face and asked expectantly.
Yang Fan was immediately speechless.
Could it be that the Wu Zetian in front of me is a fake?
It's simply cute and silly.
In the Tang Dynasty, there has never been a precedent for someone with a foreign surname to be crowned king!
Yang Fan directly flicked Wu Meiniang's head on the forehead and said casually: "Unless you want to rebel and become the king on your own!"
After saying that, he directly urged Wu Meiniang to get up and put on clothes.
Yang Fan was really afraid to continue talking. The more she thought about it, the more outrageous she became.
But Yang Fan didn't notice that when he said this, a trace of surprise flashed in Wu Meiniang's eyes, but it was quickly extinguished.
Because she knows that now that the world is peaceful, there is no way out for rebellion, unless such an opportunity really arises one day...
However, Wu Meiniang was still a little unwilling to give up. While holding herself up, she murmured: "With such great achievements, my husband must be granted the title of Duke!"
"Otherwise, if you try your best to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, but don't get the corresponding reward, who will be willing to work for the imperial court in the future?"
Seeing Wu Meiniang's official-obsessed look, Yang Fan couldn't help pinching Wu Meiniang's tender face and continued to hit her:
"It's still early for Meiniang to want to be the Duke's wife. There will be countless memorials to impeach me this time. As long as Your Majesty can fulfill the promise he made to me."
"As long as we control the right guard, we will be wearing a purple robe, and you, the wife of a third-grade official, will also have face."
Wu Meiniang twisted her body and got into a temper: "Huh, Meiniang is just a concubine, your wife is still in the palace!"
Yang Fan chuckled, extremely happy: "Mei Niang is jealous?"
Wu Meiniang was slightly stunned, but she quickly reacted.
The allusion that Fang Xuanling's wife Lu was jealous was widely circulated in the court, and of course she had heard of it.
Seeing Wu Meiniang's pitiful appearance, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel happy and patted her little head:
"Haha, okay, don't think too much. If you have the opportunity, my husband can get a royal title for Mei Niang and make you more powerful. How about it?"
"Is it true?" Wu Meiniang asked in surprise with a look of disbelief.
Seeing Yang Fan nodding affirmatively, Wu Meiniang was ecstatic.
What woman doesn’t have vanity?
"Thank you, husband!" Wu Meiniang looked at Yang Fan emotionally...
Yang Fan's body was in shock, and the wounds on his back almost began to burst.
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At noon, Yang Fan could not really lie on the bed and pretend to be seriously injured. After all, His Majesty Li Er was coming to Junyangfang.
But to be honest, Yang Fan was still a little weak when he got up. The huge psychological and visual effects made Yang Fan feel embarrassed as a man.
As soon as I was dressed, my servant came to report that a visitor was coming.
When Yang Fan came to the main hall in a hurry, he did not see His Majesty Li Er.
Instead, I saw Princess Gaoyang standing tall and pretty in a mink coat.
At this time, Princess Gaoyang was pacing anxiously.
Yang Fan touched his nose and saluted: "We have met Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"No need to be polite, Marquis Zhongyi, is the injury serious?" Princess Gao Yang asked anxiously when she saw Yang Fan.
We haven't seen her for almost a year, and her Royal Highness is becoming more and more charming.
Her pretty facial features are like those of a fairy in a painting, and her snow-white velvet scarf makes her palm-sized face delicate and beautiful.
Her complexion is white, her eyebrows are like the moon, her nose is straight and her cherry-like mouth is slightly pursed, outlining an alluring arc.
Especially those pair of bright eyes like autumn water, anxiously staring at Yang Fan, full of deep concern and longing.
Yang Fan was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Princess Gaoyang like this. After all, he had just eaten and drank inside, but he had left His Highness here.
With guilt in his heart, Yang Fan lowered his eyes, but happened to focus on the slender waist tightly wrapped in mink fur, and further down, a pair of delicate and delicate breasts exposed under the skirt.
Embroidered shoes.
Women in ancient times matured very quickly. In less than a year, Princess Gaoyang seemed to have transformed from a green apple into a red Fuji.
The whole body is full of tempting charm, making people want to pounce on it and take a bite.
Princess Gao Yang was also embarrassed by Yang Fan's naked eyes.
Thinking that the person in front of me was my future husband, I had to muster up the courage to keep cheering myself up.
Being able to attract Yang Fan's attention is not in vain. She dressed up carefully before coming here. She is really a woman who pleases herself!
Looking at Princess Gaoyang who dared to look directly at him, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel ashamed.
She is indeed a great pioneer who has created thousands of years of women's freedom. She is so daring to act, love and hate.
Judging from the dark circles between his eyebrows, it was obvious that he had not slept well last night.
How could Yang Fan abandon such an affectionate woman?
He recited twice silently in his heart: form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Holding back the throbbing in his heart, Yang Fan affectionately took Princess Gaoyang's little hand and asked:
"My injuries are not serious. Thank you for your concern, Her Royal Highness. Why, is the Princess the only one here?"
Gao Yang's cheeks were slightly red and he nodded shyly.
Although His Majesty Li Er has decreed the marriage, he has not officially welcomed the bride after all. It is indeed inappropriate to make such an outrageous move.
Even though she was completely eaten and kissed by Yang Fan last time, how could Princess Gaoyang remain indifferent?
Only then did Princess Gaoyang remember the purpose of coming early. She looked at Yang Fan and said softly: "Father may arrive in a moment, but husband, please be careful of Duke Zhao."
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Why?"
Although there are some conflicts with Changsun Chong, it is impossible for Changsun Wuji to go to war.
"Gao Yang... Gao Yang seems to have heard Duke Zhao Guo asking his father to reconcile with Zhang Sun Chong and Sister Chang Le. His father agreed, but it seems that his father felt guilty and agreed to compensate Zhang Sun Chong!"
Princess Gao Yang seemed very worried and asked expectantly: "It seems to be saying that Lang Jun and Sister Changle have insulted the family tradition. My father is true. How can I believe this? Lang Jun and Sister Changle have nothing to do...right?
?”
Well?
What's happening here?
Yang Fan was a little confused, but he still categorically denied it: "Of course not!"
Although I had some small thoughts in my heart, I never did anything out of the ordinary towards Princess Changle.
Looking back, I feel no shame!
However, Yang Fan was shocked. It was not a good thing to be worried about this old sinister Changsun Wuji.
He is deeply moved by his deep love for Princess Gaoyang, and is indeed a loving little cotton-padded jacket.