After three days on the grassland, on the third day, Miaoqin's injuries had improved a lot, except for one hand that could not lift heavy objects, nothing else was serious.

"Princess Zhen'er." Lin Yingxue said hello, and when she saw that the other party obviously looked like she was looking for her, she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Qiyan Zhen'er walked up to her and spoke slowly, her tone cold.

Qiyan Zhen'er only said: "Let's go." ”

Qiyan Zhen'er didn't make a sound, but nodded her head.

Miaoqin shook her head: "It's good for the slave to stay here by herself, don't disturb Miss." ”

Qiyan Zhen'er glanced at her, said "go", and led the way in front.

Today's dinner is actually a "pre-war banquet" for their three forces, because they are about to start their actions, starting from solving the disaster in the northland, recovering the border areas, and returning to the imperial city.

For this reason, Lin Yingxue also changed into the clothes prepared for her by Qiyan Zhen'er today-a set of aristocratic women's clothes on the grassland, and her head was also dressed with silver jewelry like Qiyan Zhen'er.

Qiyan Zhen'er walked in first, followed by Lin Yingxue.

On the high seat, Qiyan Gaocha laughed heartily, raised his hand and sat with a "please" gesture, signaling Lin Yingxue to sit next to Murong Jun.

After Murong Jun waited for her to sit down, he looked at her with a smile and praised her without hesitation.

Lin Yingxue's face was slightly red.

Murong Jun smiled and said in a low voice, "That's just for you." ”

Not far away, Qiyan Zhen'er looked at this scene - the man was handsome, and the woman's appearance was peerless, like a pair of fairy couples who came out of the mural.

And Peshuo Yuen Long, who has been paying attention to her, naturally took her reaction into his eyes, and couldn't help but feel distressed, secretly clenched his fists, and made up his mind to impress Qiyan Zhen'er with his true feelings.

Hearing this, Lin Yingxue's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and she turned her head sideways to look at Murong Jun.

However, the disaster of the hungry people cannot be postponed any longer.

Hearing this, a group of people got up one after another.

Soon, it was time for the dinner party.

I saw that the snow had been cleared of snow in the open grassland not far away, and a high bonfire was built in the middle, and the flames were burning vigorously.

Even though the cold wind was still cold at the moment, Lin Yingxue still felt the warmth and warmth of the tribesmen when she was close to the bonfire.

Murong Jun bowed his head lightly and said with a smile: "This king has heard of the capable soldiers of the Qiyan tribe and the Heshuo tribe before, and I will see them later."

The laughter was hearty and neat, and it seemed to be able to dispel the haze in her heart, Lin Yingxue couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, close to Murong Jun's ear, and whispered a sigh of emotion.

In the past three days, when she is fine, she will walk around by herself, witnessing the way of life of the tribesmen, very simple and comfortable, which is a scene that has never been seen in many places in the Central Plains.

On the side, Murong Jun bowed his head lightly and said, "The more remote the place, the more simple the people, and the natural life is relaxed and happy." ”

Murong Jun smiled, glanced at the sturdy horses tied not far away, and said, "On horseback, the people of these tribes are fierce. ”

She wrinkled her eyebrows, the smile on her face gradually retracted, and said worriedly: "The people in charge of the Long tribe are facing the imperial court, and they will definitely obstruct your actions this time." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yingxue knew that Murong Jun had secretly made preparations that even she had hidden, and she couldn't help but let go of half of her heart.

When she said this, she looked at Murong Jun, her eyes were dancing with the light of the bonfire, and her delicate face had a particularly attractive magic.

"There are so many people, you should be more restrained."

Murong Jun said in a hoarse voice, "Let me hold you for a while." ”

There were a lot of people around, people came and went, Lin Yingxue didn't dare to raise her head, so she quietly put her face close to Murong Jun's arms.

A short time later, the bonfire dinner began.

Murong Jun and Lin Yingxue bit their ears, with a smile in their voices.

"yes." Lin Yingxue could fully understand what he meant, and said, "If this is in our Central Plains, the man's behavior would be too rude." However, the customs and customs are different from place to place, and each has its own merits. ”

Lin Yingxue was happy, and glanced at Murong Jun with a smile, "I found that the prince can always praise me at every turn." ”

If he hadn't met Yingxue, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to talk to the same person so much in his life, and he would have completely forgotten his identity as a prince.

Seeing him staring at herself, Lin Yingxue couldn't help but ask.

Lin Yingxue pursed her lips, retracted her gaze, and said, "Watch the dance music, don't waste the Zhuxing program carefully prepared by the Qiyan tribe and the Heshuo tribe."

At the end of the bonfire dinner, to Lin Yingxue's surprise, it was a sword dance between Qiyan Zhener and Heshuo Yuen Long.

The sword is sharp and the movements are crisp, but when it is time to close, the movements become gentle, and the whole process of the sword dance is smooth, relaxed, and pleasing to the eye.

At the end of a sword dance, there was a round of applause.

Qiyan Zhen'er's heart beat slightly, and when she was about to say something, Heshuo Red Wolf waved her hand and said, "Okay, this king will make a joke." You young people's affairs, worry about yourself, this king is too lazy to get involved. ”

"King of the Northwest, how is the dinner?" Qiyan Gaocha looked at Murong Jun at this time and asked.

Qiyan Gaocha suddenly laughed and drank a bowl of wine.

Seeing that Qiyan Gaocha was in high spirits, Lin Yingxue secretly stuffed a hangover pill and put it in Murong Jun's palm.

This bonfire dinner lasted until the second half of the night.