The food in the dining room was quickly delivered, and the servants in the house were busy arranging it.

After a while, Qing Yang came over and said that the cloth meal was ready, and asked the fourth master and Gege to go out for dinner.

The fourth elder brother got up, patted the back of Ning Ying's hand, and took her out.

The two of them sat down under the lamplight, and Ning Ying took a bowl of soup with her hands and handed it to the fourth elder brother with her own hands.

The fourth elder brother took it, but first cast his eyes on the Korean bibimbap made by Ning Ying next to him.

He was tired all day, and at this time he was really hungry, so he lifted his chopsticks and tasted a piece of meat.

Ning Ying reminded him in hindsight: "Master, this is to be mixed." ”

As she spoke, she stood up and walked over, stood beside the fourth elder brother, and lowered her head to help him mix.

The fourth elder brother smiled and watched her mix.

Ning Ying was mixed, but the fourth elder brother didn't rush to lift the chopsticks, but asked Qing Yang to bring another bowl.

Then he asked people to divide half of the meal to Ning Ying.

Ning Ying originally wanted to say that there was still something in the stove room, so why bother to sweep away the interest of the private gourd?

She happily took it.

The fourth elder brother tasted a few bites of Korean bibimbap, and only thought it tasted really good—although it didn't look as attractive as the ones Sakura had made before.

The bowl in front of me was nothing more than a home-cooked combination of vegetables, rice, and sliced meat.

But he has been working hard all day, and if he really comes to some delicacies from the mountains and seas, he may not be able to have an appetite.

After a while, half a bowl of bibimbap had already entered the stomach of the fourth elder brother.

After taking a bath, the two of them sat on the edge of the bed.

The fourth elder brother stretched out his hand to take Ning Ying, still thinking about the subtle unpleasantness that happened between the eldest elder brother and the prince in the palace today.

Thinking about it, he was a little distracted.

Ning Ying tilted her head, looked up little by little, and saw that the fourth elder brother was in a daze, she took a strand of her hair and scratched the side of the fourth elder brother's face.

The fourth elder brother came back to his senses and avoided it slightly.

His attention was attracted, so he looked down at Ning Ying with a smile for a moment.

Immediately, he raised his hand and touched her head, pulled her hand over and placed it in his palm, gently rubbing her fingertips.

He had a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, which was probably ground out during martial arts, and Ning Ying's fingers were a little painful when he rubbed them.

She smiled and tried to pull her hand back.

The fourth elder brother followed her action, and leaned over to her, pressing Ning Ying to the corner of the bed tent.

Ning Ying raised her head, and saw that the fourth elder brother was looking at her slightly sideways, and her deep eyes were full of doting.

The corners of his thin lips pick out a beautiful curvature.

As if to prevent her from hiding any further, the fourth elder brother reached out and grabbed the back of Ning Ying's head.

Ning Ying blushed uncontrollably.

The fourth elder brother looked down at her blushing appearance, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger. The calloused fingertips slowly slid through the backs of her palms, with a calm rhythm, and finally clasped her wrists.

I hadn't seen her for many days, and he really missed her.

"Missing" is such a thing, sometimes it is like this - when you don't see it, although you miss it, you can still suppress it; But once you see someone, you can't help yourself.

The fourth elder brother put his arm around Ning Ying's waist, wrapped her whole body into his arms, smiled silently, and rubbed Ning Ying's soft cheeks with his chin.

Ning Ying stretched out her hand to cover her face, and it hurt a little from being rubbed by him—it hurt and she wanted to laugh.

She was in his arms, and she stretched out her fist and kicked her feet very domineeringly, but finally did not break free.

Ning Ying just wanted to say, "You hurt me", but as soon as she looked up, she saw the smile on the face of the fourth elder brother and didn't know when it had disappeared.

His deep eyes stared ahead, a thoughtful look.

Once again, the mind drifted away.

Ning Ying understood now: Sihulu really had something in her heart.

She immediately became honest and didn't toss anymore, reached out to hug the fourth elder brother's waist, snuggled up to the fourth elder brother's chest, and her eyes drifted aimlessly over the bed tent in front of her - all eyes were covered with cherry pink.

It was December, when the night breeze was howling outside the window, but the house was gentle.

The fourth elder brother raised his hand and subconsciously stroked Ning Ying's long hair over and over again.

I don't know how long it took, he finally hugged her arm tightly, and he didn't speak, but Ning Ying raised her head.

She looked at him.

The fourth elder brother lowered his head, and his deep gaze was just in line with Ning Ying's gaze.

He squinted slightly, raised his hand and stroked Ning Ying's cheek, his thumb lightly brushed over her ear, and reached out to pinch her hot little earlobe.

Ning Ying heard the voice of the man in front of her low and deep, and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to go out and have a look?" ”

Ning Ying came to her senses at once, and she got up with a grunt, she lay in the arms of the fourth elder brother, and asked him with her head held high, "Where are you going?" ”

She was a little frustrated, and slowly lowered her head.

Where else can a woman in this era go?

It is estimated that the fourth elder brother allowed her to go back to her parents' house.

In fact, if she really went back to the original owner's mother's house, Ning Ying had the memory of the original owner in her mind, but it was not that she couldn't cope with it.

But she is not the original owner after all, and she is not so eager to return to "home".

The fourth elder brother raised his hand to support the back of her head, straightened up, and dropped a cold kiss, and on Ning Ying's ear, warm breath sprinkled between her neck.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he just answered Ning Ying's question in a low voice.

He spit out two words: "Mobei." ”

Ning Ying was speechless all of a sudden.

With her pitiful knowledge of history, she vaguely remembered that during Kangxi's reign, she had conquered Galdan three times.

Galdan was the leader of the Erut Mongol Dzungar tribe.

During the reign of Kangxi, Galdan had a direct military conflict with the Qing Dynasty in order to divide the northwest and rule the Mongolian tribes.

In order to ensure the safety of the frontier, Emperor Kangxi led his army to conquer Mobei three times.

After the first two times, Galdan was so devastated that he had to retreat.

But this heart does not die, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The last one was the Battle of Zhaomoduo in history - this battle took place in the 35th year of Kangxi, and the Qing army annihilated countless enemies and defeated the main army of Galdan.

The Galdan rebelled and died of despair.

Ning Ying thought of this, and silently calculated in her heart - now it is the end of Kangxi's thirty-fourth year, won't next year be Kangxi's thirty-fifth year?

As a young prince, it is normal for the fourth elder brother to follow his father and the emperor to conquer.

I just don't know how long this will take.

At this time, it is not as modern as it is, and the transportation is very underdeveloped, that is, it takes a long time to go down from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River.

Not to mention that it is so far away in the desert north.

Maybe I won't be able to come back for even a year.

When Ning Ying thought of this, she felt an indescribable sense of loss in her heart.

She involuntarily reached out and hugged the fourth elder brother's waist.

The fourth elder brother's hand brushed her hair again and again, and finally stopped at her back vest.

There was silence in the room.