"Why are you here?"

It took a while for Feng Yun to react, completely ignoring the gazes of passers-by.

"If I don't come, will you go back!?" This tone was as if he wanted to tear Feng Yun apart.

“……”

“…… I'm here to find out, really! ”

Tang Shengge didn't answer, but his face was full of words: I believe you are a ghost!

"Tang Qingxu, let me down!"

"Shut up!"

"I'll tell you, you're guilty of the following!"

"Shut up!"

"Hey! Do you believe it or not, I am militarized to deal with you!? ”

"Shut up, keep your mouth !!"

"Hey! Then you change my position, it's a bit bad. ”

“……”

Tang Shengge ignored him and suddenly accelerated......

！！！ "You...... Tang Qing worm! You want to murder the manager?!! ”

The terrifying General Feng was rushed into the tent by his own military division all the way in this way, and rushed into the tent with the stunned looks of the soldiers of the Seventh Battalion......

"Tang Qingxu, you! …… What are you staring at me like that?! Feng Yun wanted to say something, but saw Tang Dajun staring at him intently.

Do I have anything on my face? Feng Yunhu touched his face suspiciously. Suddenly something came to mind.

"Ahh I see, you're coveting General Ben's beauty! ”

Tang Shengge's breath stagnated, and the green tendons on his forehead were beating again. He froze, and turned to rummage through the cabinets.

But it was said that Feng Yun was wearing a white shirt loosely on his body at this time, and almost all the things that should be exposed and those that shouldn't be exposed were exposed.

The hair was also disheveled and disheveled. Falling down his fair neck beside the delicate and bumpy collarbone, no matter how you look at it, it looks like what Tang Shengge just did to him!

A battle robe suddenly slammed into Feng Yun, who took it off his head and raised his eyebrows.

"What?"

"Put it on!"

"Huh?"

"Give, I, wear, on!" Tang Shengge's words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.

Unexpectedly, General Feng threw the battle robe aside, he leaned back in his chair, and said lightly:

"Summer is in full swing, and I don't want to be suffocated."

“……”

Where do you get the heat in the spring!? Tang Shengge listened to the black lines on his head, glared at him, and came out with a black face.

"Walk slowly, this master~ Welcome to come again next time~"

……！！！

Tang Shengge, who had just walked to the front of the tent, heard such a sentence suddenly float from inside, which frightened him so much that he stumbled and almost fell.

- It's night

As soon as Tang Shengge stepped into the handsome tent, a cloud of black paper smashed towards him.

"Smack!" He blocked the ball of paper with his backhand, and when he reached out, his palm was black......

"Wind, Ling, Cloud!"

I saw that the same paper ball in the handsome tent was thrown to the ground, and General Feng Da was seriously not knowing what was written. He seemed to be scratching his head, accompanied by some shy expressions...... The corners of Tang Shengge's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"What? Write a letter to Your Majesty? ”

"What are you writing to that old man? Just as you're here, come and see. ”

Feng Yun did not shy away from talking nonsense, and gave up the main position of writing to Tang Shengge. Tang Shengge picked up the rice paper on the table and looked at the majestic ...... on the paper The wild grass in the chaos jumped twice on his temples.

"For your little highness?"

"That's nature"

"What do you think...... His Royal Highness can understand it!? I don't even know what you've written when I see the royal translators! ”

"Well...... Hey! Isn't that what you're coming? Less nonsense, write fast! ”

Tang Shengge took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to kill Feng Yun.

"Say!"

The abstraction of this Fengyun character is well known, when the calligrapher Mr. Ji taught him and His Royal Highness the Prince's calligraphy, several times and three times by the wind and fainted.

Mr. Ji shouted: You can't teach your son! Let Feng Yun not say that he is his master!

This folk also circulates the cursive script of Fengyun, which is called "crazy grass!" ”

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble. The imperial court's reply, the issuance of military orders, the transfer of troops, letters, and everything else were handled by the Tang military division.

"Huh?" After not hearing what Feng Yun said to write for a long time, Tang Shengge couldn't help but turn his head and take a look.

I saw that General Feng, who used to kill people without blinking, was scratching his head and ears at the moment, not knowing what to say.

"Hmm...... This one...... Ah! Anyway, I'm just asking if the girl is okay, understand? ”

Tang Shengge glanced at him angrily, and suddenly some evil thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart...... He glanced at Feng Yun with a smile, picked up his pen and began to write......