Warlord's Favour: Major, your wife is in trouble again

The first thing you need to do is to get back to England after fifteen years, and she wanted those who had harmed her to repent, but she didn't want to spoil his good deed. He is the most honored son of the sixteen northern provinces, the grand duke of the governor's house. He wrapped his arm around her waist and exhaled in her ear: "What should I do to compensate for ruining my good deed?" She held her newly acquired Browning against his waist: "How do you want to pay for it?" "..." A certain young marshal had a serious face: "First child, I thought of a poem." "You say." She looked somewhat expectantly. "Hibiscus tent warmth to spend the spring night, from now on the king does not morning." "... "A bandit is a bandit.