On the other hand, in King Zhao's view: Li Luo, who is full of curiosity about everything like a child, can be regarded as unguarding and returning to his daughter's house in his true state - sometimes innocent and stupid, sometimes eccentric and clever; Sometimes rejoicing. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info pure makes people can't bear to blaspheme, and it is beautiful and makes people want to go further.

After a while, Li Luo was swept by sleepiness, and her eyelids were particularly heavy, and she listened to the whispering of King Zhao in her ear, as if listening to the lullaby hummed by Zhou Wu in her childhood.

King Zhao saw that Li was drowsy, and was about to offer to send her back to the camp to rest, but the next moment he got up, he saw a picture that made him dispel his mind-

It turned out that Li Luo fell asleep on the desk - his eyelashes were intertwined and closed, his head was resting on his slender jade arms, and his sleeping face was calm and beautiful. King Zhao walked lightly to Li Luo's side, sat down next to her, and quietly looked at Li Luo's half-hidden pretty cheeks.

There are a lot of mosquitoes and flies in the summer, and there are naturally some in the tent to take advantage of the situation, and there are a few buzzing insects around Li Luo's ears, which makes her frown.

Seeing this, King Zhao chuckled in a low voice, and picked up the pu fan resting on the couch to drive away the invaders for Li Luo, and when there was no sound in his ears, Li Luo stretched his eyebrows and eyes, and slept relaxed.

After Li Luo fell asleep peacefully, King Zhao was not sleepy, he was worried about Li Luo's cold, and then he felt that the tent was stuffy, and even the guards with the night vigil were disturbed, and the curtain was lifted every half an hour to allow the camp to be ventilated.

But when the curtain was lifted, insects and flies gathered more, and King Zhao had to keep fanning Liluo to repel insects, so he didn't have to worry about fatigue.

Looking at Li Luo's elbow, King Zhao twisted his eyebrows, afraid that his arm would be sore when he woke up tomorrow morning, so he found a soft pillow instead. When moving Li Luo's head, King Zhao's expression was extremely nervous, for fear of disturbing Li Luo's sweet dream, and his movements were gentle as if he was playing with feathers.

This night, should be the most beautiful night of Li Luo's sleep, the temperature is just right, the environment is peaceful, Li Luo slept until dawn under the meticulous care of King Zhao.

Li Luo, who woke up, opened his sleepy eyes, and dimly saw King Zhao who was napping with his eyes closed, but did not forget to fan himself.

"Your Highness?"

Li Luo's face was like a peach, and he gently pushed King Zhao, who was tired because he had not slept all night, and after King Zhao was woken up by Li Luo's careful movements, he asked with a smile:

"Why don't you sleep more?"

Li Luo glanced at the pu fan in King Zhao's hand, and lowered his head unnaturally:

"I have to get up early to practice, my subordinates were rude last night, Your Highness should wake me up, ......"

In view of the fact that he disturbed King Zhao's night, Li Luo frowned shyly, and did not dare to meet King Zhao's warm eyes.

"What's the faux pas? Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, and it is extremely pleasing to the eye-"

King Zhao's undisguised flirtatious words made Li Luo roll his eyes at King Zhao in shame, and then thought that there were many people and mixed mouths, so it was better not to cause trouble in vain, so she got up and left, but her sneaky demeanor was quite self-defeating without three hundred taels of silver, which made King Zhao smile bitterly.

After Li Luo left, King Zhao stayed in his clothes and slightly raised the corners of his lips into a sweet dream.

When Li Luo stepped out of the camp, the guards had not yet handed over their shifts, and the original team had seen Li Luo stay in King Zhao's camp for a whole night. Therefore, the way they stared at Li Luo was very strange, and even more so, there was an unspoken ambiguity in their eyes.

Such obvious suspicion made Li Luo not evade, and almost ran back to the Tongpu where he belonged.

The soldiers of the logistics battalion who were punished by Fang Youwei for arguing with Li Luo a few days ago looked at Li Luo's back from a distance, and then glanced at the guards who were pointing at Li Luo and laughing, and naturally wondered.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he went back to the logistics camp and took a drawer of meat buns for King Zhao and others, walked up to the guards, and said with a sneer:

"Brothers, you've worked hard for the vigil, this is a freshly steamed meat bun, why don't you make do with it first? Filling your belly? ”

Those guards who had been hungry all night were already hungry at the moment, looking at the hot meat buns, smelling the aromatic smell, and suddenly felt that all the internal organs were about to jump out to fight for the steamed buns.

The younger of the guards, who did not understand the rules, and whose claws were stretched out, were about to take two of them, but the little leader among them knew the severity, and slapped away a pair of palms that could not be stretched out impatiently, and applauded and reprimanded:

"Don't you want to live! Shall the meat buns be enjoyed by my little soldiers? ”

This roar was like a slap in the face, which made the hungry and delirious guards react and shouted at the logistics soldiers:

"You kid! I almost got a few miserable brothers! ”

"If it weren't for the boss being vigilant, maybe I would have eaten it in a ghost's mind!"

"Say! What are your intentions? He secretly brought us the food of the prince and the general! ”

The thief-eyed logistics soldier was about to explain, but he was so noisy by this messy denunciation that he couldn't open his mouth for a long time.

"Shut up! His Highness is still resting in the camp! You fucking have a long life, huh? ”

This shout still came from the little leader who had a little brain, and I saw that his eyes were vigilant, and he glanced at the logistics soldier before he said:

"You belong to the logistics, don't you know that this meat bun can only be enjoyed by General Song and His Royal Highness?"

The logistician lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and explained with a bitter face:

"Uncle, you misunderstood the little one - General Song was summoned into the palace early in the morning, and the food was sent over and returned. There was no one to bear, and it was a pity to lose it, so I thought that the eldest brothers were tired from vigil and tired, and they were hungrier than us, so I sent them. ”

The leader of the guard stared at the expression of the logistician for a long time, and saw that he was calm and calm between his eyebrows, and did not seem to be lying, so he said with a calm face:

"It's hard work!"

The logistics soldier delivered a drawer of steamed buns to the head of the guard, and there was a rush of robbery, eating nonsense, and destroying a basket of steamed buns in an instant.

Several of them were still smacking the residual aroma of meat in their mouths, and they didn't seem to have eaten it anymore.

"This brother, do you still have a surplus of buns?"

When the logistics soldier heard this, he slandered in his heart: Even if there is, it will not be your turn. But he couldn't say what was in his heart, so he smiled bitterly and said:

"Only this drawer has been swept away by you. The war is tight, and even with logistics, you have to knock on the calculation to live, and today is a coincidence, so there is more than this cage, how can there be any superfluous good? ”

The inquiring guard sighed and could only give up.

After eating the buns, the leader of the guards returned the empty steaming drawer to the logistics soldiers, but seeing that he was delayed in leaving, he asked with a displeased face:

"What else?"

When the logistics soldiers heard the sound, they immediately put on smiling faces, pointed to the direction of Li Luo's return to the camp, and inquired about the other party with bad intentions:

"I've seen the little brother who ran over a few times, and it looks familiar, and the last time it was in front of the camp of the Fourth Highness, I saw that the Fourth Highness took great care of him. Then the future life should have a great future, right? ”

The leader of the guards let out a soft grunt in his nostrils, and did not intend to reply, but stood in his original position and continued his duty. But there is no shortage of good deeds in the market, and the same is true in the military camp, so some people pick up the stubble: