The temperature on Murong Chu's face dropped a few points again, and he was about to have a seizure, but he changed his mind when he listened to Mo Li's words later.

Mo Li, who was still smiling a second ago, suddenly remembered the precarious days he had just experienced, and couldn't help but slump his shoulders, and said with a somewhat lonely expression: "Before I came to the barracks, I was worried about eating every day, but now I can finally eat enough." ”

Murong Chu moved his lips and wanted to say: You won't be hungry again in the future. Seeing the empty plate in front of him, he frowned and snorted coldly: "Change the dressing!" He got up and went to the back tent.

Mo Li pouted at the back of the resolute departure, but had to hurry up.

The wound had begun to scab over, and it didn't look as hideous as before, but Mo Li still carefully applied the powder and carefully wrapped the gauze.

I wanted to tie a beautiful bow on it, but just after tying it, before I had time to style it, someone had already quickly closed the underwear and pointed to the quilt on the bed: "Fold it." He pointed to a few pieces of clothing on the couch: "Washed." ”

"Okay, I'm a guard, not a servant!" Mo Li said angrily.

"Who said you were a servant?"

"Washing laundry and folding quilts, serving you to eat, can you still say that I am not a servant?"

"No, it's a personal guard. Besides, it is not easy to be a servant in the Murong Mansion. However, if I'm in a good mood, I might give you priority when there is a shortage of people in the house. ”

"Who is rare to be a servant of your house!"

"Laundry, folding quilts, serving me meals, these are the things that a personal guard should do. But you haven't done a single thing. ”

"I just finished serving you, okay?"

"Oh? Just? Serve? Murong Chu raised his eyebrows.

Well...... Well, Mo Li admitted that he really only cared about eating for himself just now, and didn't care about Murong Chu: "I was too hungry just now...... But I don't want to be a servant anyway. ”

"Since you don't want to, then do your duty as a personal guard, go ahead......" Murong Chu waved his hand indifferently.

Mo Li snorted and folded the quilt, glared at him angrily, and just walked to the front tent with his clothes, Murong Chu's voice came again: "Don't forget to clean up the dishes." ”

As soon as Mo Li, who was holding a food box in one hand and dirty clothes in the other, came out of the big tent, a dark figure appeared in front of Murong Chu: "Back to the master, the identity of the assassin has been checked the night before, it should be someone over there." ”

Murong Chu's face was as usual: "This time is just a temptation." ”

"Master, shall we ......?" asked Eleven tentatively.

"Don't do anything first, just wait and see, and keep an eye on it." Murong Chu interrupted Eleven's words, "Has that incident been found out?" ”

"Back to the master, my subordinates have inquired around." Eleven lowered his voice, "On the fifth day of the first month of last month, he landed in that ruined temple with an old woman. The old woman was wounded, although she had a doctor. But the old woman was wounded in her heart, and she was very old, so she died early the morning before yesterday. He went to the town to be a jade bracelet, and then bought a coffin to bury the old woman. ”

"What is the woman's relationship with him?"

"I heard from people in the nearby village that he called the woman his aunt, but some people had heard him call her grandmother."

"Mama......" Murong Chu muttered thoughtfully.

"It was overheard by a villager who went up the mountain to chop firewood and passed by the ruined temple."

"What else?"

"They have not been here for a long time, and they live in a ruined temple halfway up the mountain, not near the village at the foot of the mountain. And he spoke a little strangely, and the villagers were all on guard, and no one had much contact with him. ”

"When my subordinates were with him that day, I also felt that the words he sometimes said were inexplicable." Eleven hesitated for a moment, then continued, "The subordinates think that even if the master takes him in, it is not suitable for him to get too close to the master. Although he looked at Chunliang, after all, the origin is unknown, in case ......"

"It doesn't matter."

"Master......"

"I have my own decisions. Go and redeem that jade bracelet. Murong Chu waved his hand.

"Yes," Eleven clenched his fists, "and his subordinates retired." ”

Murong Chu did not let Mo Li participate in the daytime drills, but solemnly warned her: the morning drills must be attended, the housekeeping must be sorted out, and all parts of the tent must be kept tidy...... And take the initiative to do it all, don't always let him remind you. Other times can be arranged by yourself.

Mo Li secretly scolded herself: Arrange a yarn, for a person who can only do simple housework, it would be good to be able to go to bed on time after doing this. Therefore, Mo Li's life in the army is very fulfilling, so full that she can't help but start thinking about how to get free as soon as possible.

So a few days later, when Murong Chu finished lunch and drank tea and read a book, Mo Li carefully accompanied the smiling face, trying to imitate the way of speaking in this era and said, "General Murong, are you still satisfied with your performance in the next few days?" ”

"Okay." Murong Chu replied without raising his head.

"Then can the general consider giving him some military salary?"

"Not considered."

"I'm tired all day, I can't work in vain, right?" Mo Li was furious.

"Mo Li is still satisfied with the three meals in the past few days?" Murong Chu didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"Huh? Well, it's good, Uncle Qiao's craftsmanship is good. Mo Li replied truthfully.

Murong Chu took a sip of tea: "Lao Qiao used to be the chef of the most famous restaurant in the capital, and of course his skills are good." ”

"Wow, it's really good to let the chef of the restaurant cook for you alone."

"Local tyrants? Why? Murong Chu raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, that's it...... That rich rich man. ”

"Is this what your hometown says again?" Murong Chu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Li. Every time she says something that people don't understand, she has to interpret it as if it's her native dialect.

"Well, that's what my hometown says."

"Didn't you say you couldn't remember the past?"

"Language habits are instinctive and bad. I don't remember things, but habits can't be changed. Mo Li said weakly.

"You really can't remember where your hometown is?" Murong Chu continued to ask.

"I've said it so many times, I really can't remember, but it should be a far away......" Mo Li was a little sad, that place was really far away, so far away that she didn't know how to go back.

Murong Chu withdrew his gaze from looking at Mo Li: "Don't think about it if you can't think of it, you haven't washed your clothes today, have you?" ”

"Hey, General, it seems that we are discussing the matter of military salaries, don't divert the topic." Mo Li gritted his teeth and said.

"Is there anything wrong with military pay? And it's not your turn to worry about military affairs. Murong Chu recovered his iceberg face and continued to read.

"Who said I was going to take care of the affairs of the army, I meant my military salary." Mo Li tried to resist the urge to hit someone, "You spend so much money to ask the chef to cook for you alone, but you have to deduct the soldier's salary, don't you think your behavior is shameful?" ”