Chapter 20 Zhengyang asks for help
Chu Qingge's riding skills really shocked the group of guards who followed him.
They are all the guards around Feng Liye, although they are not first-class ranks, but they can all be called famous.
But, riding a horse almost couldn't catch up with a little woman?
It's a shame to say this!
What's more, the other party is still the famous Ninth Princess of Waste Materials in the Imperial City.
Some...... Incredible.
"Phew!" Chu Qingge not only rode a horse fast, but also could stop at the speed of the wind!
As soon as she rode the red dust, she stopped in an instant, and the girl jumped off the horse.
The vigorous skills and slender and perfect figure have almost impressed every pair of eyes they see.
Although she was dusty and gray-faced, the holy and noble aura on her body was so inviolable.
It must be dazzling!
Such a dusty temperament is absolutely impossible to come from the Nine Princesses!
Who in the entire Chu State doesn't know that the Ninth Princess has a bad character?
However, what a princess of the Nine!
Chu Qingge ignored everyone's gaze, and after dismounting, he walked straight to the camp.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the barracks, he heard a delicate voice from a distance: "Brother Night, are you injured? Your face is very bad, I'll ask the military doctor to show you!"
Chu Weiyun: Why is she here?
Blue Feather panted and chased after him.
Seeing the ninth princess stop and stare ahead, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.
"Princess, the lord of Yunjun has the emperor's consent, let her and Yuan Hao Gongzi accompany the army to defend the city!"
"Nymphomaniac!" Chu Qingge retracted his gaze and turned around and walked towards his tent.
"Nymphomaniac?" Lan Yu scratched his head.
The princess has had many words lately, and he found himself incomprehensible.
Likely, the head is a little uncomfortable.
"Princess!" When he returned to the tent, he saw the palace maids kneeling on the ground, all trembling.
Chu Qinge frowned, a little impatient: "What are you doing kneeling here?"
"The slave and the maid should die! The slave and the maid did not serve the princess well, please condemn the princess!"
The five accompanying palace maids were still kneeling on the ground, kowtowing constantly.
"Princess, please surrender!"
Lan Yu's heart, which was finally relieved because he had found the princess, suddenly tensed again.
Quickly plopped down and knelt down.
"Princess! The poor protection of the lowly position has frightened the princess, please ask the princess to surrender!"
"You're also messing with them?" Chu Qingge kicked over.
Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.
Lan Yu: "?"
The princess's foot is too light to tickle.
It's just that the posture is a little scary, and it scares the palace maids.
"Princess ......"
"Did you find the map you were looking for? Send it in, I'm going to study it. ”
Chu Tingge walked into the camp tent and said, "Qiao'er, get me something to eat, Qingyun Mingyue, get me a few buckets of bath water." ”
"Yes, princess!"
Qiao'er and Qingyun Mingyue immediately got up and went to do things.
The remaining two palace maids were still kneeling outside, their hearts like ashes.
That night, after the ninth princess bathed and changed her clothes, and after eating and drinking, she stayed in the camp tent to read the map.
Lan Yu stayed outside, and this time he didn't dare to leave an inch.
Qiao'er stayed in the account and served, but she was a little unwilling for the princess.
She had heard a lot of news outside, but at first she didn't dare to say it because of her awe of the Ninth Princess.
Later, when she saw that the princess really looked at the map wholeheartedly and didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, she couldn't help it.
"Princess......" Qiao'er tried to call carefully.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Chu Qingge's gaze never left the map.
When the two armies face each other, the terrain must be familiar, otherwise, there will be no way to march and set up the formation.
But when Qiao'er saw these landforms or something, she didn't have any energy at all.
She didn't think the princess could understand it.
The princess is just following the prince to play, how can she really study the marching formation?
"Princess, there are some things you don't care about, the slave is afraid...... I'm afraid you're going to lose even your husband!"
Chu Tingge saw the most serious part, looked up at her, and was a little confused: "Which husband?"
Qiao'er: "?"
Princess, what are you...... There are a lot of husbands, and I can't even figure it out myself