The Wife is First - 55 Chapter 55 Xiao Shao 90%

“Okay!” Jing Shao was very happy when he heard this. He prepared a famous piano in his small study, just waiting for Jun Qing to open his heart and be willing to play a piece of music. Unfortunately, he had never heard it, let alone this one. The sound of jade flute.

Mu Hanzhang glanced at Jing Shao who was inexplicably excited, smiled helplessly, and put the green jade flute to his pale lips.

The moonlit night is quiet, the sound of the flute is whimpering, with a sense of eternal desolation. Slowly, like the wind passing through the forest sea; ups and downs, like the moon reflecting on the clear river.

Jing Shao didn’t understand music very well, but that didn’t prevent him from understanding the music, because his eyes never left the flute player for a moment. The moonlight fell on the light blue gauze, and the slender hands were pressed on the long jade flute. I felt that those hands were warmer than jade.

The sparkling light in the river illuminated that handsome face. Accompanied by the sound of the flute, Jing Shao seemed to see a blue phoenix dancing under the moon, circling in the forest, and soaring ninety thousand miles away…

“Why is it gone?” The sound of the flute stopped suddenly. Jing Shao had not heard enough yet and said dissatisfiedly.

Mu Hanzhang looked up at him: “Did you hear anything?”

“A green phoenix, soaring up into the clouds, what next?” Jing Shao frowned, feeling like he was half-listening to a story.

Mu Hanzhang looked at him in surprise: “You can actually hear so much?” This ancient piece of music was handed down from ancient times. The content is difficult to understand, not to mention people who don’t understand the music, even the piano master. You have to be able to hear so much.

Jing Shao didn’t expect that he heard the meaning of it, and couldn’t help but smile proudly: “The ancients said that gold is easy to get, but a close friend is hard to find. If you meet a close friend, even an old fisherman and woodcutter can still understand it. What I understand is not the music, but the music. He is the one who played the music.” As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a strand of green silk and wrapped it between his fingers.

Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes, his handsome face slightly red under the moonlight: “Then do you know the name of this song?”

Jing Shao scratched his head, how could he know this? So, he smiled and sat down next to his princess, hugged her into his arms, leaned into one ear and said, “I guess it’s “The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix”.”

“Nonsense… um…” Mu Hanzhang glared at him, but before he could finish speaking, his lips were blocked.

Jing Shao just tasted it briefly, and after letting him calm down, he slowly separated, stretched out his hand to caress the cheek of the person in his arms, and said softly: “There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget it when I see her. If I don’t see her for a day, I miss her like crazy.” The magnetic sound rises and falls like a chant, which is very moving.

Mu Hanzhang looked at him quietly and smiled slowly: “This song is called “Xiao Shao”. In ancient times, there were nine chapters of Xiao Shao, but now only three chapters remain.”

It turned out to be a piece of music. Jing Shao nodded, no wonder he felt that he had not finished listening to it.

Seeing that he still didn’t understand, Mu Hanzhang sighed helplessly: “Today is September 19th.”

September 19? Jing Shao’s eyes widened immediately. September 19th was his birthday!

Since his mother’s death, apart from the routine rewards from the palace, he really hasn’t celebrated his birthday properly. In his previous life, he had been fighting abroad for many years. Even now, he himself did not remember his birthday. It was difficult for his princess to remember to cook herself a bowl of longevity noodles even after she was injured.

“Jun Qing…” Jing Shao looked at the person in his arms. The combination of all these things today made people have mixed feelings. For a moment, he didn’t know where to start.

“You will be twenty years old from today. It is too late to return to the capital to crown you…” Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips. The prince’s crown ceremony is very important, and its grandness also determines the possibility of inheriting the throne. However, Jing Shao has lost his inheritance rights, so it doesn’t matter whether he performs the crowning ceremony or not.

“I already wore the crown when I was crowned prince.” Jing Shao saw the pity in his princess’s eyes, and bursts of warmth surged in his heart. “But I still lack a letter, so why don’t you come and get it.” In fact, the royal family has no expression. It’s a surname, because basically no one calls it by the royal family’s name, let alone a cousin’s name. Let Jun Qing pick one up, which is just for fun between the two of them in private.

Mu Hanzhang leaned in his arms. Seeing that he didn’t look sad, he secretly thought that he was worrying too much. He raised his eyes and said, “Xiao Shao is ninety percentile, and there is a phoenix coming to the ceremony. Why not, let’s call it ‘Jiuxiao’.”

“Jiuxiao…” Jing Shao savored the word carefully.

Xiaoshao is 90%, and there is a phoenix coming to the instrument. When his father and mother gave him this name, they hoped that he would be the Xiaoshao Divine Comedy that summoned the divine phoenix and bring health to Dachen, instead of being the dragon vying for the throne. His future had been decided when he was born. His father named him king, so why not remind him? However, he has never been able to see through it.

“What, but what did I say wrong?” Seeing the worried look on his face, Mu Hanzhang couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. He also guessed the origin based on Jing Shao’s name. He didn’t know where the word “Shao” came from. If he mentioned Jing Shao What sad point is that the gain is really not worth the loss.

“No, my mother must have thought this way back then.” Jing Shao smiled and looked up at the waning moon in the sky. If his mother was alive in the sky, she would definitely be very happy to see him like this.

Early autumn in the south is still as hot as midsummer, and the evening breeze blows on your face, carrying the fragrance of unknown flowers, bringing a sense of coolness. Jing Shao took a deep breath. The person in his arms had done so much for him, how could he not give him something in return? So he lowered his head, smiled and said to the person in his arms: “Actually, I can also play the flute.”

“Really?” Mu Hanzhang was surprised. He had never heard that King Cheng knew music before. Looking at Jing Shao’s ungrateful smile, he doubted, “You’re not bragging, are you?”

“Whether you’re bragging or not, you’ll know after you try it.” Jing Shao seemed very confident.

So, after a while…

“Well… this, how is this… um…” Mu Hanzhang sat on the stone and was forced to raise his head and gasp.

Jing Shao raised his head, chuckled and said, “How is it? How is your flute playing?”

“You…” Looking at the person buried between his legs, Mu Hanzhang was so shocked that he couldn’t speak. Such a proud person is actually willing to lower his head for him and do these things that a husband should not do!

Jing Shao kissed Xiao Junqing on the lips, hugged the person with blushing cheeks, and gently placed him on the grass by the river: “If you can’t tell whether it’s good or not, wait until I finish playing this piece before making a judgment. .”

Mu Hanzhang slowly tightened his grip on the grass at his hand, and then he realized that they were by the river! It was really embarrassing to do such a thing under the cover of the sky: “Don’t…here…ah…” The sudden deepening of warmth suddenly forced him to be speechless.

The starry sky in his eyes became brighter and darker, and the sensations in his body seemed to increase several times in this silent wilderness. Mu Hanzhang had never felt this feeling so clear before, even if he knew that he might be discovered at any time. , but still couldn’t help but long for more.

Mu Hanzhang tremblingly reached out and caressed the head between his legs. The pity and love in such gentle treatment spread to his heart. At this moment, there was only one thought left in my mind, that I wanted him and wanted to be one with him.

“Little spoon…”

Hearing the soft call of the person beneath him, Jing Shao stopped, climbed up, and went to kiss his face, but unexpectedly he was hooked on his neck! Jun Qing, are you taking the initiative?

God knows, Jing Shao, who originally planned to have a good time and then stop, was completely taken away by this slight hook. He suddenly grabbed the half-opened and half-closed lips and kissed her fiercely, but the trace of reason he still had left told him that the person in his arms was still injured and he couldn’t do anything excessive.

“The wound hurts a little, please be gentle…” Mu Hanzhang bit the person’s ear and whispered softly. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. Maybe it was Jing Shao’s deep affection tonight that made him unable to control himself, or maybe it was the chaos today that made him feel uncomfortable. He wanted to wash away the bloody memories in his mind, or maybe it was just his own heart that wanted to do this…

How can you, at such a young age, stand up to such friction?

When Jing Shao heard this, he would no longer be a man if he could bear it any longer!

He took out a small box the size of a walnut from his waist, opened it, and a familiar fragrance spread out.

When Mu Hanzhang saw that he was carrying such a thing with him, he blushed and glared at him.

The cool ointment was slowly applied, and Jing Shao skillfully found that lovely spot, pressed and kneaded it, and at the same time leaned forward to take the neglected Xiao Junqing into his mouth again. He waited until the person underneath him softened into a puddle of spring water before he stopped. With an opening movement, he grabbed the narrow waist and rushed in.

Mu Hanzhang bit his lip, enduring the painful yet comfortable feeling. Even though the wound on his shoulder hurt, and even though the grass under him was not as soft as the bed, he felt that this was the happiest time in so long. It’s like breaking free from all kinds of shackles and blending in with it with a pure heart.

Smelling the scent of green grass, using the moonlight, I can clearly see every expression of the person in my arms, the slightly frowned brow, the tearful eyes, the lower lip with teeth marks, the pink body, and even the The soft silk on the shoulders, everything was so beautiful that Jing Shao couldn’t help but speed up his movements.

After a long time, Jing Shao came back to his senses from this hearty love affair, kissed the still trembling person comfortingly, and slowly withdrew, naturally eliciting a string of soft moans. .

“Does the wound hurt?” After a brief cleaning with river water, Jing Shao sat on the grass, hugged the man into his arms, and opened the soft silk on his shoulders to check.

“It’s okay…” Mu Hanzhang was so weak that he leaned against him lazily.

“Oops, it’s still bleeding.” Jing Shao looked at the wound that had not yet completely scabbed and started to ooze blood again. He suddenly felt regretful and picked up the person in his arms and went back to the tent.

“So I switched to that medicine. After a few days of bumpy camp, there’s no chance it will break.” Mu Hanzhang lay on his broad shoulders, drowsy. After struggling like this, he was able to sleep even though the wound hurt. , yawned a little and said with a nasal voice, “Go back to the military advisor’s tent, so as not to be seen tomorrow.”

When Jing Shao heard this, he thought that there was a troublesome hairy tiger in the king’s tent and he really shouldn’t go there, so he turned to the military advisor’s tent aside. There was also medicine in the tent. Jing Shao put him on the bed and went to find the sapphire bottle: “Apply this at night and see how it goes tomorrow.” He didn’t want to give Jun Qing that medicine unless he had to. The wound was like this. Deep, how painful would it be to use that?

Everything was silent, and the noise in the camp had completely disappeared, leaving only the footsteps of patrolling guards and the chirping of insects.

A black shadow quietly sneaked outside the king’s tent, squatted down, gently lifted the lower corner of the tent curtain, crawled forward silently, walked to the bedside, took the dagger from his mouth, suddenly jumped up, and struck hard towards the bed. The ground stabbed down…empty! The man was startled and was about to retreat when his hand was suddenly scratched by a sharp object. He thought he was ambushed and couldn’t help but scream.

“Who!” The guards who had been patrolling here rushed in immediately after hearing this. The torch illuminated the entire tent, reflecting the panicked assassin and the small hair ball in the quilt.

“Wow!” Xiao Huang was quite dissatisfied with the person who woke him up. He slurred at him, squatted down and slowly licked his bloody paws.