Rong Xi stood next to the paddock, staring at the direction of the fire without blinking, several teams of soldiers ran around, the soldiers' uniforms on their bodies were so dirty that they couldn't argue about the color, they went back and forth in and out of the fire, and from time to time they said the situation on the other side of the fire, those words drilled into Rong Xi's ears one by one, but she gritted her teeth and strengthened her heart.

"Xiao'er, how long has it been since the fire just started?" Rong Xi's gaze was still fixed on the fire, without the slightest shift.

Xiao'er hurriedly said, "Miss, it's been about two hours." ”

When Rong Xi heard this, he shifted his gaze and turned around and walked in another direction, Xiao'er hurriedly caught up, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Not far away, a small soldier standing next to the war drum quietly came over to follow, and while following Rong Xi, taking advantage of the chaos and no one paying attention, he quickly took off the uniform of an ordinary soldier on his body.

He quickly walked past Rong Xi's side, and at the moment of passing by, Rong Xi said softly: "Go and see the movement of King Qi, whether he has a destination." ”

The man left quickly to do what Rong Xi told him to do, Xiao'er pursed her lips, and intuitively felt that something big was going to happen, and all she could do was to follow Rong Xi step by step, so that she could listen to Rong Xi's orders at any time.

Rong Xi didn't go anywhere, but went back to the courtyard directly, and as soon as she entered the courtyard, she instructed without looking back: "Xiao'er, lock the door." ”

Xiao'er was puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask more, so she hurriedly turned around and locked the door with her own hands and held the key in her hand.

Rong Xi sat under the tree in the courtyard, her eyes slightly closed, fine sweat oozing from her forehead, she took the Jinpa from Xiao'er's hand and wiped it slowly.

Her gaze was heavy and cold, black as if it was a bottomless black hole, falling on the small table beside her, as if she was looking at something and seemed to be thinking about something.

The sun shines through the leaves, gently shining on her face, the curve of her side face is graceful and soft, there is a thrilling beauty, the snow-white skin is like porcelain, delicate and warm, and the thick black eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her lower eyelids.

Xiao'er involuntarily held her breath, she intuitively felt that something big seemed to happen, such a young lady was different from the usual young lady, although it was usually cold, but it didn't seem to be like this at the moment, that refreshing cold air came out of Rong Xi's eyes, making people feel like they were in the cold winter wax moon, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Xiao'er grew up in the General's Mansion since she was a child, and later followed Rong Xi to marry Ning Wangfu, whether it was Rong Hao or Leng Yixiu, they were both people who had experienced a hundred battles on the battlefield, she naturally understood that the aura emanating from the young lady at this moment was called murderous aura.

At this time, a mother-in-law came out of the small kitchen, with a bowl of soup in her hand, and the faint aroma was fragrant, and the mother-in-law came over carefully step by step with the bowl.

Xiao'er turned her head to look at the woman, her hair was neatly combed, and there were two ordinary-colored jade hairpins inserted in her hair, her skin was white, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, but she looked crisp and neat.

"Who are you?" Xiao'er felt that this mother-in-law was eye-catching, and as soon as she arrived in this courtyard, she took a look at all the people who were serving in the courtyard, and remembered her appearance, name, and responsibility for everything in her heart, but she had never seen this mother-in-law.

"It's a filial girl, right?" The mother-in-law smiled gently, but gave a gentle salute to Xiao'er, "The old slave was appointed by the emperor early this morning, saying that our princess is pregnant, and I am afraid that the little girls in this courtyard will be hairy and the mother-in-law will be lazy and slippery, so I sent the old slave to serve the princess, so that the princess can have someone available to share the burden for the filial girl." ”

She said this smoothly, the expression on her face was calm, and she couldn't see anything abnormal, and most of the doubts in Xiao'er's heart receded, but she still didn't dare to fully believe it, thinking about the courtesy that this mother-in-law gave herself just now, so she concluded that this person was probably not an ordinary mother-in-law, and she couldn't be rude no matter how she said it, so she also replied with a salute: "Serving the princess is a matter of slaves, but, when did you come to this courtyard?" These little girls are also used to being lazy, and they don't know how to reciprocate. ”

The mother-in-law naturally understood the meaning of filial piety, and said with a smile: "The old slave only got the emperor's will early this morning, packed up his things and hurried over to the courtyard, the princess had already left, and the old slave thought that the princess was tired and returned, so he did not call the little maids to report, and prepared food for the princess first. ”

Rong Xi's mood had already calmed down, her fingers gently pinched on the Jinpa, and she listened quietly to the answer between this mother-in-law and Xiao'er, this mother-in-law had a calm face, and spoke calmly, and she really couldn't see anything for a while.

She was indeed a little hungry, and felt that the soup in her mother-in-law's hand was even more tempting, Xiao'er immediately understood, and reached out to take the soup in her mother-in-law's hand, "Mama has worked hard, give the soup to the slave." ”

The mother-in-law didn't say much, and handed the soup bowl to Xiao'er's hand, Xiao'er took it and gently put it on the small table, Rong Xi didn't answer, her eyes swept the bowl of milky white soup, which was thick and rich, but it was very delicious.

Rong Xi stretched out his hand to pick up the bowl, put a spoon to his lips and blew it gently, and the woman said when she saw this: "The princess can rest assured, this soup is boiled by the old slave and has been warm, the heat is just right, and it will not burn the princess." ”

"You've got a heart." Rong Xi said lightly.

She raised the spoon and just put it to her lips and was about to drink it, when suddenly a leaf floated down from under the tree, which happened to fall into the bowl, Xiao'er let out a soft "ah" and hurriedly took the bowl.

Rong Xi was helpless, so he could only look at the woman and said, "It's a pity." ”

"It's okay," the mother-in-law smiled and said, "The old slave boiled a casserole, and the princess didn't dislike it, so the old slave went to serve another bowl to the princess." ”

Rong Xi nodded, and the woman turned around and went to the small kitchen.

Xiao'er watched her leave and said in a low voice: "Miss, the slave doesn't dare to really believe this mother-in-law's words, it's better to let someone inquire if it is really the emperor who sent her." ”

"She won't lie about this kind of thing," Rong Xi shook her head, "She must be from the emperor, there is no doubt about this, otherwise wouldn't this lie be too big?" ”

"There are no kitchens in the other courtyards, just ours, the slave in charge of the paddock said that the emperor specially allocated it to you, and now ...... I sent another mother-in-law, but it was reasonable. Xiao'er said while thinking.

"Whether it's or not, in short, you can't take it lightly, the food she makes must pass your hands in advance," Rong Xi commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes, the slave understands, even if she has no malice, it is not in our own house after all," Xiao'er nodded in response, and just as it happened, the woman came out with another bowl of soup.

Xiao'er hurriedly stepped forward to greet a few steps, and took the soup bowl with a smile, "It's really troublesome Mama, I don't know what to call Mama?" ”

"The old slave's family name is Hu, and the filial girl doesn't have to be polite, just call the old slave Hu Pozi." Mama Hu smiled.

"How's that going to work?" Xiao'er shook her head, glanced at Rong Xi and said, "Why do you have to call Mama Hu, otherwise the princess will blame the slave for not understanding the rules." ”

Mama Hu hurriedly said: "The princess is kind-hearted, the old slave has heard about it a long time ago." ”

Xiao'er pursed her lips and smiled, didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards Rongxi with the soup bowl, but the moment she turned around, the small silver bell on the silver bracelet in her hand swayed, and a little powder swung from the soup bowl, but Mama Hu didn't notice anything.

Rong Xi took the soup bowl handed over by Xiao'er this time, drank it with confidence, and soon, he saw the bottom.

The sun slowly turned to the west, and the color also turned blood red, and the clouds were dyed into various shades of red, layer by layer, like a colorful oil painting.

In this beautiful picture, a man stands in a small wood, silent all around, except for the occasional sound of the wind, which gently blows through the ends of his hair and raises his black hair.

He looked at the infinite beauty in front of him almost obsessively, a woman lying quietly on the grass, the grass was flat, and the beauty fell asleep here, and even the tips of the grass seemed to become much softer.

The woman's eyes were closed, her black hair spread out on the grass, like an unfolding ink painting, her skin was like snow, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, the bridge of her nose was high, her lips were red, and what made people breathe faster was that although her body was covered with a thin brocade quilt, an arm and a leg stretched out from under the brocade quilt.

The woman is wearing a white gauze dress, like a snow-white and soft flower blooming in spring, and the exquisite and graceful curves can be faintly seen.

There are a few women's clothes scattered around the brocade quilt, a ball of light as a cloud, smooth as water, just looking at these scattered clothes, it is enough to make people want to enter the wrong, and want to reach into the brocade quilt to find out.

The man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, his heart was beating wildly, his palms were slightly clenched into fists, his calves were a little weak, and his steps were a little vain, he couldn't believe that what was in front of him was so beautiful.

As the sun set, the beauties met each other, the cool breeze was blowing, but his blood couldn't help but rise in his body, and bursts of fire of desire kept screaming all over his body, wanting him to rush forward regardless of a qiē and be ruthlessly presumptuous.

It's just that...... He couldn't.

He knew that this was a trap, a trap that could only be seen and could not be moved, but he didn't expect that the trap could be so beautiful, so beautiful that people couldn't control it.

However, an even more terrible phenomenon made his heart sweat coldly, and he ...... Slowly lowered his head, looking between his legs, there was no sign of anything.

A thought flashed through his mind for a moment, but that thought was so terrible that he didn't dare to think about it, and it was violently extinguished in a flash.

Time waited for no one, and he didn't care about anything else, and stepped forward.