Leng Moyu is drunk and understands, doesn't she know yet?

This man is looking for an opportunity to investigate her background?

But think about it, there is an extra woman in the cave out of thin air, how can he not care?

How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the couch lying on your side?

However, her mind was so delicate that she immediately said, "What's your name?" ”

Ye Rin Han was slightly stunned, thinking that she was really asking his name, but after thinking about it, she was just drunk and unconsciously learning to speak to him.

Or, even if she is drunk, she has a strong consciousness and does not allow herself to make the slightest mistake.

If it's the latter, that's a bit interesting!

Toot – Toot –

When the horn outside the tent was blowing, the sound of the assembly roared to the sky!

He's about to go to the last fierce battle!

Ye Rinhan tore the close-fitting jade pendant off her neck and put it in her palm: "Put it away!" ”

"What is this? How much silver is it worth? Leng Moyu rubbed his fingers against the item in his palm.

"......" Ye was cold: "How can you be such a greedy little thing!" ”

He's got all the gold for her!

"Your Highness—" Bai Zhendong's voice sounded outside, "the enemy army has already been killed, and it seems that they are going to fight us to the death!" ”

Ye Rinhan put her in the camp bed in the tent, and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and strode out.

Leng Moyu listened to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, she slowly opened her eyes, and through the light outside the tent, she saw that it was a piece of blood-red jade, as if it was his beating heart, fresh and powerful.

At that moment, Leng Moyu actually had a throbbing for no reason......

It's just that the soldiers outside the tent roared to the sky, the war drums were ringing, and the war horses were neighing, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and her drunkenness became more and more intense, and gradually she couldn't hear anything.

When Leng Moyu woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

The whole tent was very quiet.

She rolled over and sat up, her head still hurting.

The memory is still stuck in yesterday afternoon, when she and Bai Zhendong were drinking on the dirt slope, she was hugged back to the handsome tent by Ye Rinhan, and then he ...... The war went.

What about people?

Leng Moyu looked at the handsome tent, and there was no figure of him coming back.

Could it be that this account has not been finished since yesterday afternoon?

She frowned, what's going on?

At this moment, the footsteps entering the tent sounded hurriedly and heavily.

Bai Zhendong rushed in covered in blood: "Xiaobai...... Little White ...... Have you woken up? ”

Leng Moyu jumped up from the marching bed and rushed to the door of the tent: "Gorilla, where is Your Highness?" ”

"Didn't Your Highness be killed by you?" Bai Zhendong was a straight man, and immediately waved his blood-stained sword at her.

"Dead?" Leng Moyu was taken aback, "I'm drunk and I've been sleeping in the tent, how could I kill him?" ”

"You are meticulous, mixed in our barracks, you are going to harm Your Highness." Bai Zhendong roared, "I want you to pay for your life!" ”

"You make it clear first......" Leng Moyu's words hadn't finished speaking, Bai Zhendong's long sword had already stabbed straight in.

Her toes were a little nimble on the ground, her figure like a shadow, and she stepped back a few feet.

Bai Zhendong, who had just experienced a night of fierce fighting, was still alive and well, attacking her like a giant beast.

Seeing him pressing over like Mount Tai, Leng Moyu was short, grabbed a handful of yellow soil in the corner, and threw it at him like lightning......