"If everyone can guess everything possible in the future, then we don't have to bother going back and forth to fight people, just rely on the idea in our heads." An Jing obviously sounded like angry words, but Murong Lin couldn't help but laugh.

"I thought you could be on your own, but I didn't expect that what I thought in my head was as innocent as when we were young."

"I know you want to tease me on purpose, but you have been at such a border for so long, and you thought that you could hone more steadily, but I miscalculated, and I really overestimated you."

"I'm kind enough to eliminate the worries of the prince, how can I blame the prince for me, but it's really good to be repaid." An Jing muttered very aggrievedly, seeing the smile on Murong Lin's face, and remembering that his words were a little strange, he hurriedly grabbed Murong Lin's arm.

"I'm not right, are you making a bet with Zhang Fengyu in Yanwu City?" An Jing's inquiry made Murong Lin feel very puzzled, and he was stunned for a moment and didn't have time to answer, but it made Jing Jing feel that his guess had come true.

"I said, the prince is usually so proud of his calligraphy, why did Baba ask me to write a letter just now, it turned out to be squatting." An Jing let go of his hand, and because of the anger in his heart, he didn't care about any rules of dignity and inferiority, so he sat next to Murong Lin with his clothes.

"Lord Shizi, let's be honest, how big is the bet you are pressing? So that I know who I should regret. Murong Lin listened to An Jing's grievances to the present, and patted An Jing's back with laughter.

He didn't have any strength in his hand, but only beat An Jing's back into the air.

"If I tell you honestly, there is no bet between us at all, I'm afraid you won't believe it either. But since it has been misunderstood like this, I might as well make this matter true and tell Zhang Fengyu in a letter, and hide it from you alone. ”

"Is what the prince said true?" An Jing still looked up at him in disbelief,

"Then what are you usually busy with when you and Zhang Fengyu are in the city, the letters sent to the border in the second half of the year have been longer and longer." Murong Lin thought about it carefully, every time he talked to Zhang Fengyu, he was not only busy with government affairs, that is, about Feng Xiaoyue.

If you tell the truth, I'm afraid that An Jing will laugh at her for being obsessed. Clearing his throat with some desire, Murong Lin withdrew his hand, and his expression was serious when he spoke.

"Naturally, you're busy with government affairs, you see you're on the frontier, and I don't know how much trouble you've encountered for a while."

"And Yanwu City, the main city of my father's domain, there are a few people who are willing to let it go. Naturally, things big and small add up to a myriad of things. "Murong Lin swore that An Jing didn't know the truth, but he was really a little bluffed.

"In this way, the prince is really diligent." Murong Lin nodded in agreement, and An Jing added,

"But speaking of which, I may not have seen the princess for a long time, and I heard that the relationship between the prince and the princess has improved by leaps and bounds, and it has improved a lot,"

"As a friend of the prince, it should be time for the subordinates to express their hearts, and at the same time, they are also curious about how capable the princess of this world should be, and she can make the prince so concerned." Murong Lin was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was looking for Zhang Fengyu in private, and An Jing was going to visit Feng Xiaoyue, so he shouldn't be a goof, so he didn't stop him.

After being silent for a while, Murong Lin's silence did not make An Jing think that he was worried about what would happen after returning to the city.

An Jing noticed the change in his mood, and also stretched out his hand, hitting Murong Lin's back like a gift in return.

"The prince is talking about the wounded again, although the trip is delayed, and the strength of our army is greatly reduced, it is indeed a disaster. But after passing these two mountains, they came to several cities in the domain where the security was very good, and it was expected that no matter how bold those people were, there would be no more ambushes. "I was just in a daze, and An Jing had already taken everything into account for herself.

Murong Lin grabbed An Jing's hand that was beating his back very easily, and he didn't bother with him about the rude things.

"I have a friend Anjing, so why worry about the great cause." The smiling face only made An Jing feel that Murong Lin was a smiling tiger.

Knowing that his actions were a bit rude, An Jing was worried that he would settle accounts after the autumn, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"The prince is too famous, I'll go and see if the brothers are resting." hurriedly dropped this sentence, and An Jing stepped on the stone and ran away.

The rest of the journey was a lot quieter, but due to the large number of wounded in the army, the trip back to the city that originally took only half a month was extended to a month.

Under Murong Yu's control, all soldiers who died or were injured could receive corresponding subsidies, and counting the bits and pieces of military salaries and awards on weekdays, as well as some miscellaneous subsidies, things would be even more complicated after returning to the city.

After going out of what ordinary soldiers deserved, and having to find a way to comfort the wounded and the families of the deceased, Murong Lin spent more than half a month in the barracks before he could barely consider the placement of so many wounded.

Not to mention going back to Feng Xiaoyue's small courtyard, there was no time to even report to the palace. Therefore, it stands to reason that the return journey of such a huge army should immediately spread in the city, but this time it is quiet as if there is no movement.

It has been about two months since the Lantern Festival, and the warm current of spring is slowly enveloping the whole land.

The earth is warm, and under the sunshine, many emerald green shoots break out of the darkness. The most important thing is the benefit of spring of the year, Feng Xiaoyue is not particularly busy, but she doesn't have so much leisure to enjoy the beautiful scenery of spring.

It took two whole months to explain the things that needed to be prepared for the beginning of spring, and Feng Xiaoyue came back from the city, bringing the new dust fragrance from her spice shop by the way.

This kind of incense is a little cold, and there are not many people who appreciate it, but Feng Xiaoyue likes it very much, and it is lit in the house every night, which can make people sleep with peace of mind.

Gently sniffing the fragrance overflowing from the outside of the box, Feng Xiaoyue returned to the room from the garden with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Since she didn't take Xiaoyun out this time, Feng Xiaoyue hadn't even entered the door of the room when she saw the poor Xiaoyun guarding outside the room greet her.

"Miss, where have you been?" The last time there was a Lantern Festival, Xiaoyun almost didn't dare to let Feng Xiaoyue out of his sight again, as long as he disappeared for a while, he had to ask questions.

Facing Xiaoyun's questioning, Feng Xiaoyue was a little helpless and a little weak-hearted.

"I'm just going out for a walk, you don't have to make such a fuss."

"Last time, I didn't think there was any danger, but the disappearance of Miss scared all of us." Xiao Yun pouted, not accepting Feng Xiaoyue's explanation, just when Xiao Yu came back with a basin of handkerchiefs that he had embroidered and had just been washed.

Feng Xiaoyue followed the voice and looked over, Xiao Yu dragged Xiao Yun with one hand and stood still in front of her,

"It's understandable that Xiaoyun is so cautious, it's really worrying that the young lady is too worried."

"It's not that the slaves and maids are unwilling to give Miss freedom, and Miss Cheese doesn't take any of us when she goes out, even Lin Xiao doesn't hide it, is it a little unreasonable. If the prince knows, he will not blame the slaves and maids for not taking good care of him. ”

"I don't need to be scolded by the prince, if we are really negligent, we will not forgive ourselves." Xiao Yu said lightly, very calmly, that is, every word is heart-wrenching.

also originated from the accident of the Lantern Festival, and since then, Xiao Yu has become particularly complaining. Feng Xiaoyue sighed deeply, not knowing what words to use to explain her current state.

Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu, one sings white-faced, the other sings red-faced, but in fact, they are both because they care about themselves. Feng Xiaoyue sorted out her mood and corrected her attitude.

"I see, I'll think about what you say. It's not early, should you have someone ready for lunch? Xiao Yu's expression was faint, listening to Feng Xiaoyue's words, as if she was deliberately changing the topic.

But this trick is a hundred trials for Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun blinked, rejoicing.

"Miss go back to the room first and wait for a while, and I'll ask Aunt Liu to put the dishes on the plate."

"Hmm." Feng Xiaoyue reflexively agreed, and suddenly raised her head suddenly,

"Isn't it easy to yellow when the cooked dish is kept in the pot all the time?" With such a simple truth, Aunt Liu is used to being a cook, and she feels that it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

Feng Xiaoyue felt strange, Xiao Yu put her best newly embroidered handkerchief on Feng Xiaoyue's hand, and hugged her into the room.

"If Miss had said hello in advance, maybe she would have come back earlier, and we wouldn't have made such a decision. If this dish is not put in the pot, I am afraid that it will be cold long ago, and it is inconvenient to heat it again. This series of euphemistic accusations made Feng Xiaoyue really speechless.

Adhering to the principle that knowing mistakes should be good, Feng Xiaoyue deliberately handed over the dust incense to Xiao Yu to put away. When Xiaoyun brought the dishes over, the three of them ate on the table, and Feng Xiaoyue was silent as if she had thought about it.

Xiao Yu didn't speak again, but helped Xiao Yun pack things together. Waiting for everything to be dealt with, Xiao Yu will wait for Feng Xiaoyue to take a nap with Xiao Yun.

But Feng Xiaoyue was not sleepy today, she only pulled them to the couch in front of the window to sit.

"I'm in good spirits today, I'm not sleepy at all, let's talk in one place."

"Everyone sleeps in the spring, but our young lady does the opposite, and she is really not an ordinary person." This sound a little weird at first glance, but Feng Xiaoyue knew that Xiao Yu had good intentions, and reached out to take out the dust incense that she had just put in the drawer of the small couch table.

There were two spice boxes of different colors but the same size in the drawer, Xiao Yu looked a little puzzled, Feng Xiaoyue directly took one and put it in the palm of her hand.

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