Xuan Ling sighed faintly, "What a poor child, the poor monk has always been merciful, if he doesn't help you, he really can't help you." ”

"Besides, the little nephew of the poor monk, it seems that he can choose anyone, but in fact, he is still oriented towards the other one, you see, even your husband is unwilling to help you."

"The poor monk loves to help the weak the most, especially if you want to see the picture of the weak defeating the strong, it must be very exciting, the nephew and daughter-in-law should fulfill the dream of the poor monk, let the poor monk help you."

Yuan Changhuan was young and had not experienced any major events, and at this time, he was bewitched by Xuan Ling, and the little desire that originally rose in his heart gradually became a fire like a spark burning the prairie at this time.

Almost all of her sanity was incinerated to the ground.

"Master, nephew, daughter-in-law, what, do you need the poor monk to help you, if you need it, come out now, the poor monk is waiting for you on the hill behind the camp."

When Xuan Ling finished speaking, he was silent.

No matter how Yuan Changhuan called, he didn't respond, but the guard's respectful voice came from outside, "Madam, are you awake?" ”

"Wake up, where are your emperors?" Yuan Changhuan was suddenly vigilant, suppressed his throat, and asked in a voice that pretended to be when he just woke up.

Hearing Madame's words, the guards outside breathed a sigh of relief, "The Lord has gone out, please wait a moment." ”

"When will he be back?"

Yuan Changhuan had already gotten up from the bed and slowly walked out of the tent, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and suddenly saw the dazzling light, and subconsciously raised his hand and covered his forehead to block the dazzling eyes.

When the guards saw Yuan Changhuan come out, they immediately saluted, "Madam, where are you going?" ”

"What about your lords?"

Yuan Changhuan raised his eyes, glanced at the tall guards outside, and asked lightly, she hadn't seen this guard, and she hadn't seen this place either, but this should be the place where the war was fought.

The guards saw Yuan Changhuan's constantly changing expression, thinking that she was angry, after all, in other people's mouths, this lady was not a good lord to serve, and she needed to be served by the lord himself.

Therefore, at this time, in the absence of Mochen Mohe, the guards did not know how to face Yuan Changhuan, so they could only reply respectfully, "The lord didn't say it, but I will come back soon, please don't worry." ”

"Are there hills around here?"

Yuan Changhuan just looked around and found that there was no location of the hill.

The guard pointed to the back of the tent and said, "Where is there a small hill, and there is a spring in the hill, from where water is usually fetched, do you want to go?" ”

"I'll take a look."

was blocked by layers of tall tents, no wonder Yuan Changhuan didn't see it.

At this time, hearing the guard's point, Yuan Changhuan stood on tiptoe and vaguely saw the small pointed hill behind the tent, "I'll take a look." ”

With that, Yuan Changhuan walked away.

"Subordinates and Madame."

"Not necessarily."

Yuan Changhuan could see that this guard was very afraid of her, no, she should be afraid of the owner of this body, she would do what she wanted, and lowered her face, "What, I still can't move you?" ”

"The subordinates don't dare."

When the guards saw Madame's cold face, they immediately didn't dare to move, and could only watch Madame walk towards the back of the camp.

But the Lord said, whatever the lady does, you must listen to the lady.

Even the back mountain is under the control of the Lord, and there should be no problem if Madame goes.

It is conceivable that when Xie Ci knew that Yuan Changhuan had gone to the back hills, he would have an expression.