On the 100-mile road from Lincheng, Qi Changrong scattered grain all the way, and when he entered the city, fifteen truckloads of grain were all distributed, and there was nothing left.

The group stopped in front of the gate of Lincheng Jun's Mansion, and Luo Yi politely knocked on the door and called people. The porter poked his head out of the crack in the door, and saw that a group of them were menacing and did not have stage fright: "What is the matter with you?" My general is now in the barracks, and if you come to find my general, I'm afraid you will be in vain. Luo Yi took out the palace token from his waist and said in a deep voice: "Distinguished guests come to the door, please be accommodating." The porter took it with a smile, and after a glance, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly opened the front door and knelt on the ground.

"The villain doesn't know how to be rude, please condemn the nobleman!" It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! What the hell, what is this bad guy staying in Shangjing, what are you doing in this barren place where birds don't?

Qi Changrong walked to the door and smiled peacefully: "Lonely, will you pounce on the air?" The porter's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "The villain will let the general come back, and invite the nobles to sit in the house." Qi Changrong nodded with satisfaction.

She had already expected that she would be in the air, just because the Jun family was naturally warlike, and they were in the barracks for eight out of ten days. And she has been running around for a long time, and her condition is really not good, so she should rest for a while.

Then he entered the king's mansion with the gatehouse, and lay down in the temporarily placed courtyard to rest, tired between his eyebrows and eyes.

The scenery of the huge monarch's mansion is not exquisite, because its master is often not at home, and the servants in the mansion are also very comfortable, and there is no trouble on weekdays.

As soon as Qi Changrong came, the atmosphere of the entire Junfu was solemn, and no one dared to slack off a little, and after learning her identity, the housekeeper in the mansion took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the military camp ten miles away to recall Junchen.

Even so, until Junchen returned home, it was even in the evening. Jun Chen was wearing a red robe, his eyes were full of anger, and his blood had not yet been washed, and he walked directly through the corridor to the North Pavilion where Qi Changrong temporarily lived, regardless of the obstruction of others.

"Weichen Junchen, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." Qi Changrong's heart moved, and he subconsciously got up to stop Jun Chen, unwilling to let him kneel to greet him.

She looked carefully at the young general who terrified the enemy army, and her heart suddenly felt a little sour. He is only twenty years old, and he was the same age when he died depressed in his previous life.

He was supposed to be in high spirits. In the inexplicable eyes of the others, she sneered: "When you go out, these false courtesies are not necessary." It was not what she imagined, she thought that the god of war should be an existence with eyebrows and eyes, a big square face, and no one dared to look at him in his life.

Junchen's appearance is too beautiful and gentle, and even exudes a lazy atmosphere, without any sense of sharpness.

But he stood there, and no one dared to underestimate her even if he didn't do anything. Junchen is a person who is good at climbing up the pole, Qi Changrong excused him, and he was happy not to salute.

Following the almost imperceptible force, he slowly straightened up: "What are you doing here?" The inquiry was very abrupt, and there was even a hint of questioning, but Qi Changrong was good-natured and tolerant, even if she smelled the smell of blood that made her feel a little uncomfortable again, her expression did not change much.

She lied without blinking her eyes: "I was ordered by my father to come to comfort my soldiers in the border areas of the Great Jin Dynasty." "The excuse is above board, but the casual lie is very clumsy.

Shi Xia was silent, and looked at the people who were suppressed, and she wanted to laugh inexplicably. Others don't know, but she knows it very well, it is clear that His Royal Highness has temporarily intended to come to the city, and where is His Majesty's wish?

Only these guys who don't know the truth will be stunned. Hearing this, Jun Chen glanced at her strangely, then withdrew his gaze, and it didn't take long to take another look.

Qi Changrong: "......", a young and famous general, is very different from what she imagined. It's not just about looks, it's about personality.

She couldn't bear it: "The general has something to say, there is no need to be suspicious between you and me." ”

"Since you are here to visit the soldiers, did Your Highness come empty-handed?"

"......" Qi Changrong smiled: "No, it's just that I set off first, and the grain, grass and newly made winter clothes will arrive in three days." ”