At the moment when she rushed over, Chu Chang thought that the only time in her life that she reacted so quickly was when she was thrown away for special training in her previous life, and there was a dog behind her buttocks, so she was rare to be able to run so fast, although it was only a few steps away, Chu Chang quickly went over and grabbed the letter.

That technique, that body, the whole bandit. However, the moment he saw the letter, the flicker of loss in his eyes drowned out Fang Cai's passion. The letter did not come from Mu Zexi.

Yu'er smiled at Xu Yanyu embarrassedly, and made an expression of my young lady's virtue.

Fortunately, Xu Yanyu was not surprised, and only said helplessly to Chu Yan: "You are slower, and the letter will not run." ”

Who knew that Chu Yan turned her head leisurely, raised her eyebrows and said, "Who said that?" I have had many dreams in the past few days, and the letters have been running ahead of me, so that I can't keep up with the strength of the milk. ”

"Xu is the sixth prince with the letter, you can catch up."

Xu Yanyu smiled and teased Chu Yan, and she was also very emotional in her heart, thinking deeply and deeply.

The corners of Chu Yan's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and she said dryly: "Ahem, that, Xiao Xiao, a dead girl, finally remembered to write a letter to the master——"

The expression, it seems, was shy. In Chu Yan's world, there was no such thing as shyness, but now it's good, this sudden shyness made Xu Yanyu's stomach hurt.

And the letter in Chu Yan's hand is not the "letter" from Xiao Xiaoxiao?

The signature office arrogantly wrote three big characters of aunt and grandmother, and when I opened the letter, it was a mess of chickens, dogs, crawlers, earthworms, and crawling things, which was difficult to associate with the letter.

Xu Yanyu walked to Chu Yan's side and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao's first expedition must have a lot of things to do. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Yan's eyelids jump, and the expression on his face was also wonderful, looking like he had been poisoned and detoxified.

Chu Yan's inner monologue at this time is:! What is this a faith? Who the hell is a letter drawn out of an incomprehensible Martian script?

I don't know if Xiao Xiaoxiao overestimated Chu Chang's ability to distinguish pictures and texts, or overestimated her own painting ability, but Chu Chang watched it for a long time and barely saw that what Xiao Xiaoxiao was about to express was that she rode a horse to death.

Suddenly, Miss Chu felt her heart thump, and she smashed her mouth and said, "Yes, after all, she is stupid, and it will take some time." ”

As she spoke, Chu Yan's small eyes turned to the fish, swirling on her face, not knowing what to do.

Yu'er's scalp was numb when Chu Yan looked at her, her small body trembled, and she asked weakly: "Miss, you, what are you doing with Yu'er?" Good, so scary. ”

Chu Yan's face was originally slightly rounded because of pregnancy, but in the past few days, the whole person who was tossing has become a lot haggard, her eyes are full of red bloodshots, and the gray under her eyes can't be covered. If you keep staring at a person like this, let alone it, it's really as scary as the eyes of that hungry wild dog.

"What about faith?"

Chu Yan stared at Yu'er's hands behind her back, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Letter?"

The fish was stunned, and looked at Chu Yan with some confusion, and didn't know how to react for a while.

Chu Yan nodded and said innocently: "Yes, didn't you say that there is a letter from the master?" ”

Yu'er replied with a smile: "I have a letter to you, Miss." ”

What's wrong with your own lady? The letter that I just snatched just now, will I not admit it?

"Damn!! What the hell is this faith? Isn't that a picture of a chicken crawling? ”

Also, fish, you have your hands behind your back, don't you have a letter? I saw Chu Yan's little eyes slowly turning to the back of the fish, and I almost rushed over to check again.

The fish were helpless, and they were about to cry. When did your own lady live like this——·

The night was dark, the marching troops were encamped on the spot, and the night in the woods was always so quiet, so quiet that people felt empty in their hearts.

In the middle of a white battalion commander, the lights are still on, and the man sitting at the table is writing something, and his handsome side face is suffocating in the light of candlelight. Dressed in a dark blue suit embroidered with silver dark lines, his hair was simply tied up, without too much decoration, but he sat there and gave people a sense of dignity for no reason.

"Lord Wang, you should rest early, the soldiers take turns to keep vigil, and they will set off tomorrow."

Meng Yi wore armor and opened the tent and walked in, and brought the washed clothes to Mu Zexi. The soldiers have rested for a long time, but the candle flame on Mu Zexi's side is still lit.

Marching during the day, when he stopped, he had to study the intelligence of the Later Song Dynasty at any time, and Mu Zexi was more tired than in the capital. Even Meng Yi felt uncomfortably panicked when he saw it.

Hearing the movement, Mu Zexi raised his head, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Have the letters been delivered?" ”

Although he had been marching all day, his body was still clean and tidy. The sentence "Has the letter been delivered?", Mu Zexi is like a repeater, he has to ask several times a day, and Meng Yi, who asked, feels that he is sorry for his prince if he answers no.

"Delivered."

Hearing Meng Yi's answer, Mu Zexi breathed a sigh of relief, but obviously said a little lonely: "Really? ”

Even if it was delivered, why didn't you reply to it?

Or, she couldn't even read the letter?

Or maybe it's snooze and forgetfulness?

However, Mu Zexi himself knows that these are all excuses.

Even if he tells himself that he doesn't ask for a reply, but when his daily expectations become disappointments, he doesn't care and will be disappointed.

There are occasionally a few insect chirpings in the night, and in such a night, the people's hearts are even more empty.

Meng Yi looked at the cloak that had been folded aside, and asked, "Lord Wang, did your subordinates help you wash the cloak?" ”

In the past two days, there has been a discussion in the camp, saying that the six princesses are really tough, and such ugly clothes can also be worn by the six princes obediently. Looking at the world, which country's concubines can be as strong as our six princesses?

Mu Zexi's eyes glanced at the cloak that was placed aside, and chuckled, "No need, go get some water, I'll wash it myself." ”

"What? Do you wash it yourself? ”

Meng Yi's mouth opened as if he had swallowed an egg alive, and his eyes were about to fall out in shock, his own prince was going to wash his clothes? It's terrible, it's terrible!!! In the past, the prince only knew how to change clothes!!

Mu Zexi's cleanliness habit is famous, and Xie Yao and Xie Yao are like brothers, both of whom change at least three sets of clothes a day.

Seeing that Meng Yi seemed to be very shocked, Mu Zexi didn't bother to explain, and only said lightly: "Go ahead." ”

Meng Yi seemed to have returned to his soul, and hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Then how can it be done!" How can the prince do this himself? Let's go down. ”

Mu Zexi frowned and gently picked up the cloak, and said helplessly: "Painted it?" If you wash it, I'm afraid it's a pity. That's it, no need. ”

The patterns on the cloak were all printed by Chu Yan with bamboo, and when she washed it, it was a puddle of ink.

There will always be such a person, she gives you, it is obviously a very unsightly thing, but in your eyes, it looks like a peerless treasure.

"That's—"

Meng Yi stood in place in embarrassment, his head did not bend back, and he really couldn't see through the whispers between the prince and the princess.

"It's okay, clean up the table for me."

I've been sitting at the table for hours, and even if it's wood, it's time to move to prevent it from taking root. What's more, Mu Zexi is still a person.

Meng Yi scratched his head hesitantly, and skillfully went over to put away the things on Mu Zexi's desk, "You're going to write a letter again?" Lord Wang, Lao Meng, I feel like a living person for the first time. I'm afraid there are not as many mosquitoes in this tent as you wrote to the princess. ”

In this case, could it be that Mu Zexi was a dead man before?

It's just, how familiar it is.

Mu Zexi shook his head and smiled, got up and walked to the side, picked up a painting on the table, looked at the woman in the painting with a gentle expression, and said with a smile: "It's always a good thing for people to have concerns." ”

Meng Yi disagreed, nodded, smiled and lowered his head to pack his things.

Mu Zexi: "Please Jiang Lanhou always pay attention to the movements in the Six Princes' Mansion, I am not here, she is like a monkey tossing around." ”

No, maybe it's better than a monkey. After all, monkeys are just going up trees, and Chu Yan is not only going up trees, but also setting fires.

Meng Yi nodded: "Yes." ”

Mu Zexi: "Yuan Qi doesn't like to walk around in the palace, but in this palace, he can play tricks and let him walk around from time to time. ”

Meng Yi shook his head, his own prince really touched the eleventh little prince accurately, he was playing tricks, didn't he?

"Yes."

"Lord Wang, you are thousands of miles away, and you are always thinking about the affairs of the capital, how tired you are!"

"If you meet someone who is so stupid that he can always worry about you, you may be in trouble."

The two of them are stupid together - no trouble.

However, Meng Yi didn't understand this, he just felt that his own prince was really difficult to understand-with the princess's IQ, how did he communicate with the prince?

Immediately afterwards, I heard Mu Zexi say: "However, fortunately, when I am not there, she is always smart and comforts me." ”

The tone of his voice is not high, but there is a sense of pride in it. Mu Zexi thought about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, and he remembered all the words that Chu Yan told him before leaving.

It's just that this expression is stupid and rough in Meng Yi's opinion, so he thinks that his prince is overly worried, and hurriedly comforts: "Ahem, prince, don't worry, the princess doesn't knock out other people's big teeth, and she won't be bullied." ”

But Meng Yi forgot that Chu Yan bullied people, which was even more terrifying.

Mu Zexi slowly lowered his eyes and touched his chest with one hand, where there was his most precious thing.

In these years, when the distance is close, it is difficult for Xu to feel the word care, I can't wait to hold her neck and hang her in my pocket, probably, this is the feeling.

The road of the march has just begun, and the thoughts are already so deep.