At this time, there were several horses' hooves at the outer door of the General's Palace.

Immediately after that, several black figures turned over and dismounted, and one of them, wearing hard armor, rolled off the horse's back.

There was a smell of blood in the cold wind, and a man in black showed a worried look on his face, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "General, are you okay?" ”

After bumps along the way, he finally returned to the general's mansion, and Chu Jing was also seriously injured because he was on the border.

Chu Jing didn't speak, and directly turned over and got off the horse.

Yun Chi hurriedly stepped forward and tapped on the general's door, and then the door was opened.

Steward Li saw that Yunchi was back, and his face was immediately shocked.

"Don't make a fuss." Chu Jing let out a low roar and walked into the general's mansion.

"Yes." Steward Li immediately silenced.

And Yun Chi stepped forward to support Chu Jing, but he pushed him away.

He strode towards the study, followed by Yun Chi behind him.

It's already the second half of the night.

There was a sound of beating outside the general's mansion, and a waning moon hung in the sky.

When Chu Jing got dressed and walked out of the study, the sky was about to light up.

"General, you are tired of all the work, so let's rest for a while." Yun Chi said worriedly.

"No need." Chu Jing said in a deep voice, and he walked towards the front yard.

"Do you need your subordinates to go and tell Madame?"

Yun Chi said respectfully.

"No one is allowed to tell General Ben about his injury." Chu Jing ordered in a deep voice, and his cold face looked extremely stern.

"Yes."

After a pause, Yun Chi hurriedly replied.

After speaking, Chu Jing was dressed in a black ink robe and walked towards the front yard.

At this moment, the sky was gray, and the courtyard was quiet, and the slaves and maids who were waiting under the eaves for the night were also dozing.

Chu Jing did not wake them up, but quietly walked into the courtyard.

He gently pushed the door open, and a black figure walked into the wing.

The room was quiet, a candle was flickering, and a petite figure was lying on the small table with his eyes closed.

I haven't seen Gu Mingzhu for a long time, and Gu Mingzhu has become more and more pretty, and Chu Jing's deep phoenix eyes are staring directly at Gu Mingzhu.

At this time, Chu Jing did not speak, but walked away.

After a moment of effort, he had a black cloak in his hand, which was carefully draped on Gu Mingzhu's body.

The woman's delicate sleeping appearance revealed a lovely smell, Chu Jing stretched out his hand and took the black ink robe, only then did he realize that it was a dress.

His deep phoenix eyes stared at Gu Mingzhu, and the corners of his thin mouth hooked up a touch of arc and said, this woman would actually make clothes for him.

Looking at the size of the garment, the perfect place must have been tailor-made for him.

Thinking of this, a complicated expression appeared on Chu Jing's often cold face.

Chu Jing sat beside Gu Mingzhu for a long time, and it was not until the misty light revealed outside the window that he got up and left.

Gu Mingzhu, who was lying on her stomach all night, seemed to fall apart, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she turned over but accidentally fell off the chaise longue.

"Oops." Gu Mingzhu's tears of pain were about to fall.

Hearing the movement in the chamber, Qiao'er rushed in with a spirit.

"Madame, why do you sleep on the ground?" Qiao'er had a worried look on her face, and hurriedly helped Gu Mingzhu up.

But Gu Mingzhu wanted to cry without tears, pouted and said, "Miss Ben didn't, I obviously fell from there." ”

"Poof." Qiao'er couldn't help but laugh.

"You're still laughing?" Gu Mingzhu looked dissatisfied, and immediately stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body.

"The slave told Madame last night that she wanted you to rest early." Qiao'er helped Gu Mingzhu up and said softly.

"Miss Ben is in a hurry to sew the clothes out, so she won't stay up so late." Gu Mingzhu pursed her lips and expressed her dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Madame's heart for the general, the general will definitely keep it in mind." Qiao'er hurriedly explained.

But Gu Mingzhu looked indifferent, muttered and said, "I hope the general can remember me well." ”

After saying this, Gu Mingzhu showed a happy look on her face, she took the black ink robe over, and said softly, "Look at what Miss Ben is doing well." ”

Gu Mingzhu was unrestrained when she was not out of the pavilion, where she would obediently stay in the wing room to be a female celebrity, read monuments, and most of the time she slipped out of the house to play.

At this time, Qiao'er looked at the black ink robe, although the stitches were a little wrinkled and unsightly, the rest of the place was perfect.

She said happily: "This dress made by Madame is really beautiful, and this embroiderer is about to catch up with the slave." ”

"Really?" Gu Mingzhu asked with a happy face.

"Of course, how can the slave deceive you, Madame." Qiao'er laughed and praised.

Hearing this, Gu Mingzhu took the black robe in his hand into his arms like a baby, and folded it carefully, "I hope the general will like it." ”

"Madam, you must not have slept well last night, look a little tired." Qiao'er frowned and said worriedly.

But Gu Mingzhu bowed slightly: "Change clothes for me." ”

"Yes." Qiao'er hurriedly replied, helping Gu Mingzhu to sit in front of the dresser.

After a moment's effort, Gu Mingzhu finished dressing up, with delicate makeup painted on her fair little face, and a pair of beautiful eyes that were particularly exciting.

Even though there was a little tired look between his eyebrows, he still couldn't hide his delicate flower-like appearance.

"Madame is really beautiful." Qiao'er stood behind her and said happily.

Listening to such jokes, Gu Mingzhu had long been accustomed to it, she raised her eyes to look at herself in the mirror, "This dress is too gorgeous, I like that white dress." ”

"But Madame's white dress is too elegant." Qiao'er reminded worriedly.

"Then the rippling blue dress." Gu Mingzhu stretched out her finger and pointed to the dress in the slave's hand.

"Yes." Qiao'er respectfully changed into a dress for Gu Mingzhu.

When Gu Mingzhu put on the light blue dress, her delicate cheeks became more and more dazzling.

"Mrs. Hui, the slave maid heard from Steward Li that the general returned home last night." Qiao'er said in a low voice.

"Where is the general now?" Gu Mingzhu's eyes flashed with a look of joy, and he asked in a low voice.

"Mrs. Hui, the general went to the court early in the morning."

At this time, Qiao'er replied in a low voice.

Hearing this, a look of loss flashed on Gu Mingzhu's delicate cheeks, and she ordered softly, "You guys go and go back and prepare breakfast." ”

The slaves and maids waiting in the chamber replied, "Yes." ”

Then Gu Mingzhu walked out of the wing room with broken steps, and whispered to Qiao'er beside him: "You accompany me out for a walk." ”

"Yes." Qiao'er replied respectfully.

The master and servant walked on the general's mansion, and Gu Mingzhu walked in the back garden with broken steps.

It has entered late autumn, and the delicate flowers in the back garden are slightly withered, and even the ginkgo biloba is unevenly grown.