When he said this, Wei Ci's eyes sparkled with a smile, like the scattered stars in the Milky Way.
Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue. She lifted the little thing up with one hand.
It was obedient and timid. Its big face drooped, its semicircular ears moved, and it blinked pitifully at Jiang Pengji.
"I've been raising it for a while. Why is it still so big?"
She weighed it in her hand. It was heavier than before, but according to the growth pattern of an iron-eating beast, it did not make sense.
Wei Ci said, "I've asked an experienced beast officer to take a look. It's very healthy."
"Healthy?" Jiang Pengji said, "Tsk … It's a little thing of unknown origin. It's normal for it to not grow up. It's convenient for you to keep it."
An adult iron-eating beast was almost as tall as a human when it stood up. It was also heavy and had a fierce temperament. It was not safe for Wei Ci to keep it.
If it did not grow up and maintained its current appearance, there was no harm in keeping it.
Jiang Pengji put it in the basket on her back. The little thing lay on the edge of the basket and poked half its head out to observe secretly.
Wei Ci took the initiative to help Jiang Pengji categorize the documents so that she could deal with them.
With such cooperation, the documents that would have taken most of the night were completed in two hours.
Jiang Pengji put down her pen and shook her sore wrist.
After working for so long, her eyes were sore and her stomach was hungry. It would be wonderful if a delicious meal appeared at this time.
As she was thinking, the fragrance of eggs wafted into her nose.
"When did Zixiao go out?" Jiang Pengji looked up and saw Wei Ci holding a lantern in one hand and a bowl of egg custard with the fragrance of eggs in the other. Smelling the fragrance of the food, her mouth secreted saliva of desire. "Zixiao knows me well. I'm starving."
Wei Ci put down the plate. "I saw that you were too engrossed in your work just now, so I did not disturb you. I borrowed the small kitchen in the courtyard to make some dinner."
Under the iron-eating beast's eager gaze, Jiang Pengji finished the bowl of egg custard in no time.
"Zixiao's culinary skills are too good. I really want to marry you soon."
Jiang Pengji mumbled and licked her lips as if she had not had enough.
Wei Ci ignored this sentence and said, "It's getting late, my lord should go back."
Jiang Pengji wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and rolled onto Wei Ci's bed like a rascal. The iron-eating beast that was squatting in the basket also crawled out clumsily. It twisted its plump buttocks and rubbed against Jiang Pengji bit by bit. Jiang Pengji raised her arms and hugged it. She hugged the iron-eating beast with her left hand and lifted a corner of the blanket with her right hand. She patted the other side of the bed towards Wei Ci. Her eyes were dark and bright, making Wei Ci's ears burn.
Wei Ci sighed and tightened his pajamas. He slowly moved to the bed and lay down stiffly.
"Zixiao's body is much better now. In the past, he always felt like a popsicle when he was in bed. Now, he finally has some warmth."
Jiang Pengji rubbed her leg against Wei Ci's calf.
If Wei Ci was a moving refrigerator, then she would be a stove that bounced around everywhere.
For Wei Ci, he could not warm up his bed for a long time, but she could warm him up by lying down for a while.
When Jiang Pengji's bare feet touched his underwear, the temperature almost scalded him.
"My lord …"
Jiang Pengji said, "Sigh, Zixiao, you're really a gentleman. The saints also said that appetite and lust are part of human nature. It's normal for men and women to desire the opposite sex at a certain age. I see that Zixiao doesn't have a wife or a boy toy in his backyard. If you have feelings for him, do you still need to rely on yourself? "
Wei Ci's eyes were focused on his nose and his nose was focused on his heart. He had the posture of an old monk in meditation. He lay flat on the side of the bed in a standard posture and did not move an inch.
Jiang Pengji sighed in her heart.
Sometimes, she could not help but doubt her own judgment.
Which man could remain calm and unruffled in the face of a woman's provocation?
Liuxiahui?
That did not exist!
Jiang Pengji could not help but feel her hand down. Wei Ci was so scared that his face turned red.
"My lord!"
Jiang Pengji said innocently, "I'm worried about your body."
Wei Ci was speechless.
He already had two children in his previous life. There was nothing to worry about!
Although Wei Ci looked relaxed, he actually used a great deal of willpower to restrain himself.
He said, "You still have government affairs early tomorrow morning. My lord, you should rest early and recuperate."
Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes.
Sometimes, she wished that she was not a nuisance and did not have to abide by the tens of thousands of federal rules and regulations.
Delicious food was close at hand. She could eat it and chew it into pieces if she opened her mouth, but she could not do it because of her principles.
"Yes, sleep!"
She felt that …
Maybe Wei Ci did not hold back and she was going to break her own principles.
Jiang Pengji secretly carried a basket of documents back to the backyard of the government office at dawn. She pretended to have just woken up and called the maid in to freshen up. While eating breakfast, Jiang Pengji turned on the livestream room on time. The bullet screen was full of "Good morning."
Jiang Pengji pushed the door open. The golden sunlight splashed on the ground and shone on people, making them feel at ease.
"Very good. Continue to be busy and try to get your annual leave as soon as possible!"
Jiang Pengji cheered herself on. The civil and military officials in the tent looked disinterested, but Han Yu, Xie Ze, and Qin Gong solemnly answered, "Yes."
Haha …
Annual leave?
That did not exist!
Feng Zhen, Yang Si, and the other old foxes had long faces. They yawned from time to time as if they lacked sleep and overused their kidneys.
Qiguan Rang also had heavy dark circles under his eyes, but he held a fan to cover half of his face when he wanted to yawn.
Feng Jin and Xu Ke were also complaining incessantly.
As the members who stayed behind to guard the rear, their tasks were not light. Not only did they have to maintain the supply of logistics on the battlefield, but they also had to take care of the development and construction of the various territories. Everything was finally on the right track, but when the lord came back, they were buried alive by government affairs.
Speaking of which …
Couldn't the lord spend the New Year outside? Why did she have to come back?
Xu Ke's eyes were filled with silence. He had been with the lord for almost ten years. Since the earthquake in Dongqing, he had never enjoyed the taste of annual leave. Everyone else was having a reunion and eating their New Year's Eve dinner. He could only quickly eat two mouthfuls of rice and continue to be busy.
What a * * hole!
There was no such thing as an annual leave!
Han Yu, who did not know what was going on, rubbed his palms together. Xie Ze and Qin Gong were also eager to try.
The other feudal lords chose spring and autumn to train their troops, but Jiang Pengji was different. Most of the training was concentrated in winter and summer.
In winter and summer, there was no rest in the military camp. The training would also enter a high-intensity state.
Xie Ze and Qin Gong, the two newly surrendered generals, could take the opportunity to learn more about the unfamiliar military camp system. It would be convenient for them to lead the troops in the future.
Qin Gong would lead the troops to Zhe County after the New Year in Wanzhou. They would be stationed there for long-term training.
According to the current situation, when Jiang Pengji attacked Huang Song, she would have to transfer the troops from Zhe County and Hu County.
Qin Gong had a heavy task. He had to put in more effort to prepare.
As the New Year's Eve approached, the atmosphere in Wanzhou and other places gradually became more festive. Red silk red lanterns were hung in front of every house.
The lively atmosphere warmed the whole winter day.
The students of the Golden Scale Academy wore blue and white uniforms with bright red warm coats over their heads. Their little faces were red from the cold wind.
"Father, why are you here?"
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