Yu Hualiang took the bun and retracted it, he stood up and wanted to take the bun to test the grass for poison.

Who knew that the edge of the grass actually ate it in one bite, and Yu Hualiang hurriedly said: "You are really not afraid of poison!" ”

As if he hadn't eaten enough of that bite, he snatched the bun from his hand and ate it, sticking to the roof of the car after eating.

Yue Hualiang sighed, it seems that it is not poisonous, after eating two buns, he fell asleep again, this way is quite comforting, and when he found that the edge of the grass was gone, he stretched his waist and poked his head out to look.

Different from the previous environment of the capital city around the mountains, the field of vision here is much wider, the hills are much softer, and the grass is verdant and the eyes are comfortable to look at.

This place is a plain environment, and it seems that it has already left the country of Mo, otherwise it is impossible for the grass edge to come out without permission.

Ye Fang glanced at him and said, "Painter Yue, awake?" ”

"What's this?" Yu Hualiang asked.

"Where else can it be, Fanhe, the front will be to the garrison of the prince's army."

Yue Hualiang looked ahead, and could only see a green meadow, and he estimated that he would not be there until the afternoon, so he silently shrank back and looked outside from the small window.

He hadn't been out for a long time, and the last time he saw such a grassland was five years ago, when it was like a painting.

The nomads there were very enthusiastic, and roasted sheep for him to eat, singing and dancing for two nights in a row, looking at this grassland, the more good memories were recalled.

Suddenly, a white-flowered creature appeared in front of them, and the more I looked at it, it was a flock of sheep, and the shepherd boy who drove the sheep looked at them with a look full of novelty.

It wasn't until Ye Fang drank coldly that Yue Hualiang felt like waking up from a dream, and he suddenly remembered that he had come to ancient times.

Slowing down the sense of loss, he watched Ye Fang go straight to the shepherd boy and yelled, "Drive your sheep away." ”

The shepherd boy was frightened by his yelling and cried in fright, and Yue Hualiang hurriedly persuaded: "Ye Fang! Forget it, he's just a kid. ”

"Huh." Ye Fang sneered: "The more painter is kind-hearted, I'm afraid this little ghost doesn't know that in a few days, the country will be ruined." ”

Yue Hualiang wrinkled, how could this Ye Fang say this in front of a child! But when he turned around and thought about it, Ye Fang was right, there would be a war in a few days.

He was a little painter who couldn't be saved, Ye Fang saw that he was suddenly silent, and he didn't embarrass the shepherd boy, so he got on his horse again and rushed to the station.

The carriage arrived in the afternoon, and when it came over that part of the plain, there were more mountains in this place, and a camp tent could be seen far away.

The soldiers were busy setting up their tents, building a fire, and cooking things, but they were a little lively in their busyness, and they didn't seem to be affected by the imminent war.

He got out of the carriage and attracted a lot of attention, and among so many people, he was still beautiful in a white dress.

It didn't look like he had come to fight at all, and a few soldiers next to him discussed, "Who is this?" ”

A soldier who didn't know him casually said, "Look at his appearance, he's a military doctor." ”

"No, I think I've seen him." The soldier looked familiar to him, thought for a while, and said, "He seems to be a painter." ”

"Painter? What are the artists doing here? ”

"Who knows, a long little white face, you can't beat it."

A soldier suddenly thought of something and said, "Hey! Have you heard? The Seventh Prince seems to be quite concerned about the painters in his house, and I heard that the painter is called Yu Hualiang, I don't know if he is not. ”

"The better the painting? The more I painted, I know the broken sleeve that committed suicide! ”

This sentence was heard by Yu Hualiang and his body was beaten, can't you forget this!

"Healer, come here." Ye Fang called him.

He walked in front and took him in these tents, Ye Fang saw that Yue Hualiang lowered his head and didn't speak all the way, and said with a smug smile: "Yue Hualiang doesn't have to be sad, these soldiers can't control their tongues and speak straight, you don't blame." ”

Yue Hualiang looked at his "incomparably pure smile", felt that he had something in his words, and replied casually: "Speak straight, I like to listen, if I beat around the bush, I think it will be annoying." ”

Ye Fang heard that this was saying that he was beating around the bush, and he sneered and said, "The healing painter is really clever and discerning. ”

"Passing the prize."

Yue Hualiang was not polite, he had to do it with him, Ye Fang took him to a camp tent and went out and ignored him again.

Yue Hualiang smiled, he couldn't ask for it, this Ye Fang was like he had a grudge, as long as the Seventh Prince was not there, he had to quarrel with him a few times.

It's annoying to be noisy and noisy, the camp tent that Ye Fang brought him here is quite big, there is a wooden bed in it, and there is a table.

There are still some books, Yue Hualiang picked up one casually, flipped through it a few times, it was all in classical Chinese, Yue Hualiang stared at the beads of his eyes, and only then did he understand that this was a military book.

The more he paints his conscience, this tent may be slept by the Seventh Prince, he is right to think about it, he is a little painter, and it is indeed a little worthless to build a camp tent for him alone.

It seems that this is the time to sleep with the Seventh Prince.

Yue Hualiang sighed, lay down on the wooden bed, and after turning over two of them, he felt that the bed was quite comfortable.

The bored Yue Hualiang got up from the bed, grabbed the military book and looked at it and found that he couldn't stand it, and the Yue Hualiang couldn't resist his curiosity and planned to go out to have a look.

After getting out of the camp, Yue Hualiang walked north, because there was a forest there, but after walking a few steps, Yue Hualiang found that the mountain was just looking close, but in fact it was still some distance away.

Since he couldn't go, he went back, and this time something happened, and he didn't remember that it was the camp....

This can't be blamed on him, the tents here are all about the same length, and Yue Hualiang turned around twice, but he really didn't find the one he stayed in before.

There was really no way for him to go in and have a look, he remembered that there were two soldiers guarding the room just now, and Yue Hualiang looked at the camp tent for a long time and didn't dare to go in.

The two soldiers guarding him looked like they could eat people, and he didn't dare to approach easily, but seeing that it was about to get dark, he mustered up the courage and just took a step forward, and the two soldiers came over and pressed him to the ground with neat movements.

"Hey! What do you do? Yu Hualiang struggled.

"I've seen you have a problem for a long time! Say! Are you a spy sent by the enemy! ”

When Yu Hualiang heard that he was misunderstood, he hurriedly explained: "The two eldest brothers have misunderstood!" I'm not a spy! I'm an artist! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the camp tent suddenly opened, and the seventh prince let go, and the more he painted, he was saved.

What a good luck he was, he was able to find the camp of the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince helped him up and said with concern: "How is Ziliang?" ”

Yu Hualiang rubbed his arm and almost broke his arm by them, and said, "It's okay." ”

"Ziliang, you are no longer waiting in the tent, why did you come here?" This is the first time that the Seventh Prince has lost his temper with him.

After Yu Hualiang carefully explained, the Seventh Prince called a guard to send him back to the camp tent with an expressionless face, and he went into the camp just now.

At the moment when the Seventh Prince opened the tent, Yue Hualiang saw that there were still a few people wearing armor in the tent, presumably the soldiers of the Seventh Prince.

So maybe they were discussing a strategy just now, so he disturbed them, and the Seventh Prince was so angry?

To tell the truth, Yue Hualiang saw that he was angry, and he sighed in his heart, the Seventh Prince had never been angry with him, and he knew that it was his own fault, but when he thought of the Seventh Prince, Yue Hualiang didn't know why he was so lost.

It felt as if something had been lost, and I don't know how long I waited until it was dark enough to see anyone coming in and lighting the oil lamp.

Yue Hualiang sighed, and looked at the book of the Seven Princes with this light, and couldn't open his eyelids after reading it for a long time.

Unknowingly, he fell asleep on the table, and when the Seventh Prince came back, he saw him sleeping on the desk, and his heart was sour.

He felt sorry for his body, if he hadn't recruited him into the Seven Princes' Mansion at the Yuejia Painting Meeting that day, it is estimated that he would still be living his life in Yuejia peacefully.

Fortunately, he followed him and came to this military camp to suffer, the Seventh Prince woke him up gently, and Yue Hualiang opened his eyes and saw the Seventh Prince, and his heart warmed.

chuckled at him: "Zicheng, are you done?" ”

The Seventh Prince looked at his smile, and felt more and more ashamed of him, and suddenly took him into his arms and said, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry. ”

"Huh? What happened to Subtown? ”

"This is a barracks, you can't move around at will, Ziliang is angry with me, just beat me a few times, don't wronged yourself." The seven princes said that the more the painting was good, it was moving.

How could he be angry with him, if someone can be so good to him in this life, then he really has to thank God, it is a blessing to meet the Seventh Prince.

Yu Hualiang said: "Zicheng, I'm not a girl, I understand everything you do to me, I don't need to explain." ”

"Ziliang, it's really a godsend, how fortunate I am in Muzicheng."

"Zicheng, you want to treat me like a girl again, and coax me with such things?" Yu Hualiang smiled.

The Seventh Prince's expression was serious, and he looked at Yue Hualiang intently: "Yes, I don't know how long it will take to get Ziliang's heart?" ”

The more Hualiang looked at his eyes, he understood that the Seventh Prince wanted him to prove with his actions that he could hear the light song of the insects as the night deepened.

The light in the tent was dim, and it seemed that it was affected by this light, and the eyes of the seven princes seemed to be full of stars, which was yearning, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

The more the painting ghost reached out to touch his cheek like a god, and the seventh prince also reached out to hold his hand, and the more painting smiled.

He leaned forward and stretched out his hand to push him down on the wooden bed, and the Seventh Prince let him push him, probably having to laugh secretly.

I don't know why the current Seventh Prince looks like a beautiful girl in Yue Hualiang's eyes!

He covered his body and kissed him on the lips, the seventh prince was full of happiness, echoing him and kissing, and suddenly the world turned around and pressed Yu Hualiang under him.

"Ziliang, are you seducing me?"

Yu Hualiang was pressed by him, and his clothes were half taken off by him, he stretched out his hand against the Seventh Prince and said urgently: "Hey! Zicheng, this is in the barracks! You have to be calm! ”

The Seventh Prince still listened to this, he rudely pressed Yu Hualiang's hand, and his head reached into his neck to bite.

"Ziliang seduced me first, you have to be responsible."

"Me? Yes? Hey, hey, hey! That's not good! You stop first! ”

Yue Hualiang was going to come hard, but who knew that he just wanted to resist and the other hand was grabbed by him and couldn't move.

"Ziliang... It smells so good. ”

The seventh prince kissed enough, and suddenly got up and said to him, the more he painted a good face, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, he hurriedly said: "Muzicheng, you are enough!" Let go! ”

As soon as he said this, the Seventh Prince suddenly stopped, his face was also red, and his eyes were like a wronged child.

Yue Hualiang was pulled up by him, and suddenly was pulled by the Seventh Prince to reach him, and the Seventh Prince said with a face full of grievances: "Ziliang, I'm uncomfortable here..."