A gust of evening wind blew, sandwiching Song Liangye's words, which made the lantern shiver. Looking down, the tenderness on his master's face faded, and the whole person seemed to have woken up from wine, and his eyes were full of alienation.

Slightly relieved, he picked up the lamp and shook his head, he was still too worried, how could the master have a long relationship with his children, and he had planned things for so many years, and he would not go because of a woman.

"How is Song Liangchen now?" Taking another sip of wine, Song Liangye asked.

Pick up the lamp and hurriedly said: "There is a battle report from Zishi, saying that the prince has already met Zhao Fengnian at the border of Yan and Zhao, and it is estimated that even if the drill ends quickly, it will take more than half a month to come back." ”

For most of the month, Song Liangye hooked his lips, it was enough, even if he couldn't subdue Shen Meijing, as long as she couldn't escape, he wouldn't lose.

When the dawn broke, the beautiful scenery woke up from the soft couch and gasped.

She fell asleep on the soft couch yesterday, and her neck seemed to be pillow! Moved slightly, as if there was a tendon pulling, and it hurt badly. I opened my mouth and wanted to call someone, but my mouth seemed to be stuffed with something, and I felt pain after spitting it for a long time before I remembered that it was my tongue.

"Master." Yushi came in early, and when she saw that she was awake, she hurriedly came over to look at her.

Meijing obediently tilted her head and opened her mouth. Yu Shi looked at it, and his eyes were red: "Are you in pain?" ”

After feeling it, she nodded pitifully, stretched out her hand and wrote on the table: "It's like there's always a piece of meat in my mouth, but I can't eat it, and it hurts when I touch it." ”

Yushi hurriedly brought her the small porridge: "Try it with some of this and see if you can eat it." ”

Meijing nodded, took it and took a sip, but she couldn't chew it, so she could only swallow it as soup, and she didn't even have to eat the vegetables, and her tears were about to fall.

Jinyi came in, looked at his master's appearance, and said with a straight face: "Why don't you think it hurts when you bite?" Now so pitiful, slave maid, who can help you? ”

With a flat mouth, Meijing gently tugged at the sleeves of the brocade coat and blinked.

"The slave doesn't blame you." Jinyi pursed her lips: "But you also cherish yourself, don't bite so hard." ”

If she doesn't bite hard, Song Liangye won't let her go. Meijing sighed, how much did he really like her, was he afraid of her death? It is clear that the prince is gone, and now the only thing in his hands that can still play a role is her, the princess, if he dies again, he will have less certainty of winning in the face of Song Liangchen, and there will be no disadvantages in keeping her life.

It's not that she has to think of people as so utilitarian, but in today's situation, who can have any feelings?

However, these things are too complicated, and there are too many words to write, so she still chooses to be silent.

After lunch, Meijing just wanted to go to the yard for a walk, and Song Liangye came.

The brocade clothes and jade food were all on guard in an instant, protecting her in front of her, glaring at Song Liangye.

"What does the second master want?"

I didn't sleep well all night, and Song Erye, who was in a bad mood, didn't explain, so he pulled the beautiful scenery and left.

Shen Meijing frowned, she couldn't speak, she stretched out her hand to gest, and the person in front of her obviously didn't look at it, so she could only stare dryly. Xin couldn't help but lift it again, and looked at the brocade clothes and jade food that were stopped behind her, she thought, if this pervert is still hard today, then she won't bite herself, but bite him instead!

When he went out to get in the car, Song Liangye didn't speak. When he arrived at the barracks, he did not speak, but left the beautiful scenery behind the low table to the left of the main camp tent, and went to the middle to read the letters on the table.

Meijing tensed up and looked at him with a frown for a long time.

A general came in outside, and when he saw her, he was slightly stunned, and stepped forward and said, "Second master, what is the matter of being in charge today?" ”

"It's arranged, and it doesn't hurt to be straightforward." Song Liang didn't raise his head at night: "There are no outsiders here." ”

Meijing was stunned, and the others were also stunned, and after staring at her with big eyes, she spoke directly and told Song Liangye about the process of taking command.

He wanted to merge the remaining soldiers of the left and right armies, pretend to be his commander, and recruit soldiers from other cities in Yandi, and establish his own forces in various places under the pretext that King Yan was seriously ill. When Song Liangchen returned, home was no longer home, it was a battlefield waiting for him.

Frowning, Meijing bowed his head. Most of the elite soldiers followed Song Liangchen away, where did Song Liangye get the confidence to compete with him? Although she doesn't know much about these military and political things, Song Liangchen is said to be a good manager of the army, and she can't beat this hastily assembled straggler?

This group of people finished talking and left, and the next group of people came in and looked at her with big eyes. No matter what confidential things Song Liangye told others, she didn't avoid her, nor did she look at her, as if she was a vase and looked good next to her.

As a result, there was a lot of discussion in the barracks this morning, and although Meijing couldn't hear what they said, her eyes were strange and not very friendly.

"What do you want to do?"

Taking a moment, Meijing wrote on a piece of paper and asked him with it.

Song Liangye glanced up at the paper and lowered his head: "It's most appropriate to take you with you, you woman, you have too many ghost thoughts, it's not safe to put it anywhere." ”

Afraid of her escaping? Meijing pouted, this method was really simple and tough, and under his nose, she really couldn't do anything.

went back to sit in her place, and in a blink of an eye it was lunchtime, Song Liangye's table was full of delicacies, and there was still only a bowl of white porridge on her table.

Sighing sadly, Meijing looked at the white porridge in a daze, thought about it, and still picked it up and drank it.

"Don't you feel aggrieved?" Song Liangye suddenly spoke: "The person who is in the camp with you, he eats a big table of dishes, and he eats as much as he wants, while you can only drink white porridge, and there is no more than a bowl." ”

Meijing was stunned and looked sideways at him.

"That's how I've always been." Song Liangye smiled: "It's time for feng shui to take turns." ”

This man... The resentment on his body is too heavy, his eyebrows are pressed down, and he has lost a lot of beauty. Although she was not in the mood to persuade him to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, she still wrote two words on the paper.

"Eat."

Song Liangye snorted lightly and lowered his head to eat.

When he went to the battlefield in the afternoon, he took her, discussed with others, and also took her, and went back to the palace to sleep in the evening, and even laid a floor for her in front of his bed.

"You just sleep here."

Meijing frowned and shook her head firmly! What are you kidding, sleeping in a room with a wolf?

"There is no other choice." Song Liangye thought for a while: "Oh, there is another option, sleep next to me." ”

"Boom!" The woman next to the bed immediately fell down and pulled the quilt over her body.

couldn't help but bend his lips, Song Liangye lay down, closed his eyes and said, "Sleep at ease, I won't touch you." ”

Even if she said that, she couldn't believe it all! The beautiful scenery was on guard, trembling, and did not fall asleep until three o'clock in the ugly hour. As a result, I woke up and was really fine.

Song Liangye got up and took her to wash, and after washing, he continued to take her to the barracks.

For several days in a row, everyone seemed to have a little misunderstanding, and even the Wen and Meng families were worried and found the brocade clothes and jade food and asked, "The princess and Song Liangye?" ”

"Nothing!" Jin Yi and Yu Shi said in unison: "My master is innocent. ”

Wen Meng looked at them for a long time and believed it, but where would the rest of the people believe such light words? Jiang Xinyue couldn't hold it back, and went directly to find Song Liangye.

"What are you doing with that woman around?" Jiang Xinyue frowned: "I hate her!" ”

Song Liangye said lightly: "You hate her, what's the matter with me?" ”

Jiang Xinyue glared and took a deep breath: "Okay, now that King Yan is gone, you think I'm useless, and I want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" ”

"It's not." Song Liangye said: "But I hate others pointing fingers in front of me, you do your own thing, if you have nothing to do, go to the street to buy some things, I will let people pay the bill." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyue became a little less angry, and pursed her lips to look at him: "I just don't want you to be confused by this fox spirit like Song Liangchen." You haven't forgotten what you promised me, have you? ”

"Hmm." Song Liangye nodded: "After the matter is completed, Song Liangchen's life will be handed over to you to dispose of." ”

"Okay." Jiang Xinyue narrowed her eyes and turned her head to go out. When she opened the door and saw Shen Meijing standing at the door, she snorted coldly: "The princess's kung fu is really amazing." ”

The corners of Meijing's mouth twitched, how could she do it? Talking is full of thorns, as if the whole world owes her, such a person can live happily and there will be ghosts.

Seeing her gone, Meijing followed her through the door and continued to be a quiet vase beside her.

Song Liangye rummaged in the room, found a thing, and smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law, I heard that Song Liangchen is almost over the drill, should we make a bet?" ”

Meijing glanced up at him inexplicably, her gaze swept over the things in his hand, and her face changed.

"Where did you come from?!" She angrily stood up and gestured, trying to reach for it.

The delicate red belly pocket, embroidered with Tilian, is one she often wears!

"You forgot?" Song Liangye stretched out her hand and raised it high, so she couldn't get it no matter how she jumped: "Last time you were chased and killed by King Yan and hid in the water tank, and then you went to the inn, or I bought you the clothes you changed." ”

Perverted?! He didn't even lose the clothes he had changed, and he kept this?! Meijing's face was so red that she was about to bleed, and she couldn't reach for it, so she simply stomped on the instep of his foot.

"Hiss-" Song Liangye gritted her teeth and pulled her away: "What are you anxious about?" I just kept it and didn't do anything. But today I suddenly remembered that we can make a bet and have fun. ”

Meijing glared at him, and the disgust in her eyes was even worse.

Song Liangye squinted slightly: "Since you stopped talking, why do I hate your eyes more and more?" ”

Her heart tightened, and she quickly closed her eyes, she greeted the eighteenth generation of this person's ancestors in her heart, and it was really difficult to understand the hatred in her heart, and she reached out and scratched out four blood marks on his hand that grabbed her.

Song Liangye snorted lightly, put her aside indifferently, and rolled the little belly pocket on her fingers: "You, aren't you interested in betting?" Then don't gamble, just send it to your brother. ”