Ying Lie's and the prince's eyes fell on Su Yueming's face at the same time.

Slightly constricted, Su Yueming pursed her lips and said detachedly, "Lord Yinglie's request is indeed a little embarrassing for the county lord, and the county lord cannot comply with it." ”

She refused! She just refused without hesitation!

Ying Yeol came with a heart full of anticipation, and now he suddenly sank to the bottom.

But what people have said so bluntly, no matter how much he insists, he is afraid that he will lose the face of the king of the North Courtyard, he clenched his fists and said coldly-

"Excuse me! May the princess flower have a hundred days of red, and the people will have a thousand days. ”

Ying Lie turned around angrily, left with a negative anger, and there was wind under his feet.

Su Yueming also turned around and walked towards the tent, walking much faster than usual.

The prince was stunned for a moment, followed up, and asked, "Yue'er, are you angry with me?" Listen to me......"

Su Yueming interrupted him and said, "Don't dare." ”

There was a slight indifference in her tone, and her footsteps never stopped.

The prince stood where he was, and watched her walk away.

When he returned to his camp, a pair of tightly clenched hands relaxed, and when he saw that his palms were cut by his nails, there were traces of blood oozing.

Ying Lie risked his life and came to beg her, so it was true that Murong Canghai was critically ill.

How so?

How could he, such an invincible, proud, and self-respecting person, allow himself to fall?

She simply didn't want to believe it.

Her mind was completely his domineering appearance, what would he look like when he was sick in bed and unconscious?

"County Lord, it's time for dinner." At this time, Mo Yu came in with the food, lowered his head, and arranged the meal with meat and vegetables according to the etiquette in the palace.

Su Yueming raised her eyes, looked at her quietly, and caught a glimpse of the opening that Fang Yinglie had left on the beam.

She picked up the chopsticks, flipped over the food on the plate, frowned, and said, "I repeat this dish every day, and I don't have much appetite for it, so take it down, I won't eat it." ”

After hearing this, Mo Yu hurriedly said, "The slave knows his mistake!" It's just that the county lord is working day and night for the war, how can he be hungry like this, what does the county lord want to eat, he ordered Mo Yu to do it, and Mo Yu must let the people in the room do it. ”

"In this kind of weather, if you can eat some chilled bayberry, it is appetizing."

"Bayberry?" Mo Yu hesitated slightly, and said, "This season ......"

"What? Is there any difficulty with Aunt Moyu? She asked, her voice calm, "But I really want to eat this chilled bayberry, aunt go and think of ideas, if not, I'm afraid I will also be punished for violating military discipline." ”

Her voice was faint, but with a faint compelling momentum.

Mo Yu lowered his head and said, "Yes, county master, the slave and maid know, so let's do it." She knew that Su Yueming was deliberately embarrassing her, but it was inconvenient to show anything.

It's just that in such a season, where to find bayberry? Not to mention bayberry, in the climate of Longmenguan, bayberry trees are difficult to survive.

Although she is the person in front of the prince, she can integrate the status of the county lord in the army today, she is fully capable of doing anything to her, and the prince will turn a blind eye.

The reason why the prince came early or late when he heard the news must have been reminded by Moyu.