After thinking for a long time, I was still confused and couldn't help but sigh for a long time.

Not only Cai Fonu's father, but also his wife, who originally lived in Longxi, are now silent. The Longyou land of the Tang Dynasty was no longer in the hands of Xifan, and only a few isolated cities remained in Anxi and Beiting, and they were still standing firm, not in the news with the court, let alone helping.

Xifan's strategy was very ruthless. It first took advantage of the "window period" of the Anshi Rebellion and took down Longyou in lightning, blocking the road between the Western Regions that Tanghe had been operating for more than a hundred years. Then it turned west and adopted a strategy of siegeing the city of Anxi Beiting without fighting and eroding year by year. I believe that the situation of those cities was like a lonely candle in front of the cold wind, shaking.

Outside the house, Zhihui was quietly sewing clothes for her third brother, and listening to her movements inside the house, she really couldn't understand: the third brother was happy for her son's safety during the day, but at night she sighed.

"My third brother will rest soon. The merchants from Xuanshe tomorrow and the next day will probably be in Baili New City and meet you!"

Gao Yue was unsatisfied and agreed. Then he put the books and documents into the bamboo mattresses on the side of the desk, climbed onto the basket and started to rest.

Outside the screen and door curtain, Zhihui also gently blew out the candlelight. The whole room inside and outside was filled with dark night. The moonlight from late autumn and early winter fell from the window, flowing coldly.

Gao Yue, who had just entered the bed, was still thinking. Now the urban construction and military farming in Baili New City have begun to be on the right track. Now many merchants have come here one after another, not only Jingzhou, Binzhou, Jingzhao Prefecture, but also Shu, Jingnan, Huainan and Xuanshe. Some were introduced by Xiao Yi, and some were automatically come to see the future prospects of Baili New City.

As long as you build a nest, you will not worry about no birds flying.

But what he did was so insignificant as to the crisis facing his country and his country today!

When Gao Yue thought of this, he kept warning him not to be anxious, and hasteness would not be able to achieve success. When he asked Liu Yan about it before, he repeatedly said that he should quit urgent and endure it!

In a daze, Gao Yue was always sleeping peacefully. He suddenly heard footsteps and laughter outside the screen, and the warm yellow candlelight lit up again, "Who is it? Where is Zhihui?" Gao Yue was so confused that he was about to get up when he heard the sweet cry of "Songqing".

"It's A Ni, it's A Ni, how could you come to Jingyuan?" Gao Yue was very surprised.

It was indeed Yun Shao. She smiled and walked around the screen, lifted the curtain, and even shouted "Songqing".

"What about?"

"Outside, Zhihui is coaxing her..." As he said that, Yun Shao took off the outer cloak like clouds and hung it on the towel rack beside the couch. His white and tender back neck was no less charming than the moonlight, and then he looked back and looked at Gao Yue gently.

Gao Yue suddenly felt dry and dry. Since A Ni became pregnant, he rarely had sex with his wife. After coming to Bailicheng, he was busy camping, opening canals and reclaiming fields. He was really busy with some things after he was idle recently...

He suddenly stood up, hugged his wife's soft body, threw her directly on the edge of the bed, and then almost frantically pulled her clothes and belts, "Songqing, Songqing, don't do this, don't make a fuss like this... This bed must be, you must... and Zhihui are still outside... Um..." Then Yun Shao's hair was half-tilted, one eye was half closed, and the other eye was tightly closed, and he glanced at his hands on his left and right, letting himself do it, his pink body trembled, and the warm fragrance came into Gao Yue's nose with her disordered breathing...

"A Ni!"

"Qingqing!"

"Hey?" Gao Yue suddenly opened his eyes from the couch, and the warm and soft crispy between his arms instantly disappeared.

The dawn outside had replaced the moonlight, shining on his bedding and curtains. He hurriedly sat up and looked around. Where was his wife and children? Then he suddenly realized that the joy of having sex with A Ni just now was just a dream.

Then he touched his hand and it was miserable!

I am thirty years old, but I didn't expect that because I was out of trouble for too long, I actually encountered a "self-exilized" situation.

"Three brothers, Zhihui is here to serve you and comb your towel." Still in a panic, Zhihui walked in with her washing utensils.

"I..." Gao Yue couldn't dodge and was very embarrassed and sat on the basket bed.

Zhihui quickly turned her head, and soon pretended to be fine, "The third brother took off his dirty clothes."

Then she wanted to help Gao Yue take off Xia Fu as if she was taking care of a child.

“It’s not that much…”

"Obe obedient." Zhihui's tone was tough and unpredictable.

Gao Yue first felt a chill underneath, then a little warm: Zhihui lowered her eyebrows and eyes, soaked the hot soup with cloth, and then wiped it finely in the contaminated area.

"Zhihui, me!" Before he finished speaking, Gao Yue was almost "ah" out. Because Zhihui wanted to wipe it thoroughly, he gently lifted Xiaosong with a small hand, then raised the cloth and rubbed Xiaosong's "lower abdomen".

Xiao Song, who accepted such a provocation, could not bear it? He quickly stretched out his torso, his face was filled with anger and he glared at Zhihui.

"Third brother, what's wrong?" Zhihui suddenly raised her eyes and asked with a half-natural and half-civil smile.

Gao Yue was very, very embarrassed, because from his perspective, Zhihui's smile was blocked by this incompetent little Song.

"This is because I'm burned by hot soup, it'll be cooled down immediately." Gao Yue stammered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhihui burst into laughter and whispered that, okay, I'll help cool it down.

Zhihui's full forehead gently pressed against Xiaosong, "Three brothers, do you feel cold?" Then her forehead slowly rotated, followed by her small nose and elastic cheeks...

"Ah!" Finally, Zhihui's whispers came from the courtyard, and then she said it was okay, I'll wipe it myself.

After a while, Gao Yue walked out of the courtyard with a panic expression and hurried to the central hall of the public hall to take the yamen.

The sensible Zhihui here will not come, because the government has regulations that slaves and concubines are not allowed to enter and exit such public places, otherwise they will be severely impeached by other censors if they spread.

In the room in the back yard, Zhihui sat half-sitting on the steps under the basket bed. There was still a fishy smell in her face and thinking, and a burning mark was left in her heart.

"Oh, my sister, your mistress Yun Shao has let you be a good man. You are here for thousands of miles to be combed with Yisong's scarf. But after so long, you actually made Yisong suffer from the 'ghost sex' disease. What should I do?" Zhihui, who was worried, asked Shuangwen quietly while washing clothes by the well in the house. She called him "aunt", which caused Shuangwen so fiercely criticism and worry.

Shuangwen actually didn't figure it out, because her daughter lived in a place and knew acupuncture and medicine, she could make a few nonsense. She didn't know that Gao Yue was in her dream, and her warm object was his wife Yun Shao, not a fox fairy and wild ghost.
Chapter completed!