On the other side, the second child trotted over and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, the queen's people have already started to work and are collecting evidence of the prince's crimes." ”

"Let her check, and wait for the Jing family's horses to be missed, and then report to this king." Leng Sichen commanded very calmly.

The second child had to be ordered to leave.

Mu Xiaoxu blushed and asked timidly, "You really helped me settle the queen?" ”

thought that he would at most help her hide the property of the royal capital, and make another profit by the way.

Unexpectedly, it was his villain who lived in the belly of a gentleman and wronged people.

"When are you going to marry into the palace?" Leng Sichen changed the topic, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating when he asked.

Mu Xiaoxu couldn't wait to dig a pit and bury himself alive.

She lowered her head, rubbed her toes on the ground, and said, "The sooner the better, anyway, my bride price has passed." ”

"The crown prince wants to marry this king?" The corners of Leng Sichen's mouth were slightly hooked, and the bottom of his eyes was a shrewder flash than a fox.

Mu Xiaoxu swallowed what he just said, and changed his words: "Dowry, the dowry of ten miles of red makeup, this is always okay, right?" ”

"Okay, then when the king taps the dowry, the number of gifts that should be taken is still the same." After Leng Sichen finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of the barracks.

Mu Xiaoxu thought he was coaxing himself to get out of here, but he didn't dare to catch up, so he had to leave in a huff.

Anyway, in the final analysis, the purpose of coming to "force marriage" this time has been achieved, so let's go.

But Leng Sichen didn't take a few steps, then stopped, turned around and said, "Come here." ”

"Me?" Mu Xiaoxu pointed to the tip of his nose, and the tips and tails of his eyebrows and eyes began to rise eagerly.

Leng Sichen didn't speak, just continued to walk forward by himself.

Mu Xiaoxu didn't attend and followed, and didn't forget to emphasize: "This prince is not very idle, but the prince needs the company of this prince, so this prince will let go, let go of everything, and only accompany you, I am very moved." ”

"Within an hour, read all these albums, and this king will come back from the coaching field and test you."

Leng Sichen brought her into a tent in the barracks, which was arranged like a study, with a sand table for drills in the middle.

As for the mahogany desk, there is a small mountain of picture albums piled up high.

The album is hand-painted out of print, and eighty percent of it is pasted with genuine handwriting.

And piecing together the paintings of these famous artists into a picture album is such a bad act, which only the wealthy regent can do.

But......

"Xiao Lengleng, how do you know that I am going to paint tomorrow? You're not going to send someone to eavesdrop on me chatting with the princess, are you? You love me so much? ”

"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, may I ask what the prince will do besides choosing the simplest painting?" Leng Sichen still didn't save her face at all.

If it weren't for his previous performances, she would have decided that whether it was because of this face exactly the same as the third princess, or because of something else, Leng Sichen would have really moved her feelings.

With this guy's harsh behavior, it's hard not to mistake them for enemies in their previous lives!

Leng Sichen is really a person with contradictions in his heart!

She was locked up in the study of the barracks and read the picture book for an afternoon, and by the time the sun was setting, she was already lying on the table and falling asleep.

In the dream, it is no longer a vague battlefield around it.

There was no blood constantly flowing from his body, and there was no smell of burning in the air.

There was only a girl's boudoir, and there was a girl who knelt on the ground and watched the boy who was only five years old in front of him.

"Submit to me, or try to kill me, you have to choose one."

The voice came out of her mouth, but she was like a spectator hidden in herself, unable to dominate everything.

The boy's voice was hoarse, "I can't kill you yet, but I can submit to you." ”

"You're five years old, and Princess Ben is five years old, why can't you kill me?"

From the mirror next to the bed, you can see that the richly dressed girl is very immature and small, but she can always exude a terrible killing aura.

The boy lowered his head and stopped talking.

The girl smiled, lowered her eyes and muttered: "Dressed as a little fart, I still have to be remembered by another little fart, my life should be so ......"

Before the last word "miserable" could be finished, a loud banging on the table sounded, tearing her out of her dream.

Mu Xiaoxu rubbed his eyes irritably, and shouted: "It's the key, what's the noise?" ”

Leng Sichen took off his blood-stained shirt, threw it aside, sat down on the chair opposite the desk, and drank the tea that had always been warm.

"You...... When did you come back? Just a sip of tea, she was completely sober.

"How's it going?" He didn't take his eyes off the teacup and took another sip.

Mu Xiaoxu glanced at his blood-soaked clothes, and replied, "Something happened?" ”

Interrogative sentence, but in an affirmative tone.

Leng Sichen didn't want to answer, and asked again about the progress of reading the album.

Mu Xiaoxu had no choice but to say sullenly: "It's almost over, it's a little helpful for tomorrow's game." ”

"Then draw a picture for this king."

"Now?"

"Well, now." As soon as he waved his hand, several attendants came in with pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Knowing that this guy was prepared, he couldn't refuse, so he could only draw a scene from countless dreams at will.

When women paint, they see graceful taste.

But the man paints on the contrary, and the need for more emphasis on the ink pen is the spirit and majesty.

There are many battles on the battlefield, but if the entire battlefield is drawn, it will be really boring.

So......

"Once the strong man is gone, if he can't return with a big victory, he would rather shroud the body in horse leather, and there will be no way to turn around!" When she made the last stroke, she said what was on her mind.

Leng Sichen drank tea, and the person also stood up, but instead of looking at her painting, he walked outside the tent and looked up at the half-round sunset that had sunk to the horizon.

Mu Xiaoxu looked down at the female general on the drawing paper and fell from her horse.

Ten thousand arrows pierced his heart and fell to the ground.

And it just so happened that the time was the time of sunset, and there was also a round of sunset sinking into the horizon.

"Leng Sichen, I'm not her, I hope you can understand this." She muttered to herself at Leng Sichen's back.

Leng Sichen didn't seem to hear it, so he stood with his hands conceited and didn't say a word.

She walked up to him, and the two looked at the sunset side by side, and said, "The sunset is infinitely better, but it's just near dusk!" The more beautiful things are, the closer they are to the end, and this is the cruelest way of survival in nature. ”

"If you really weren't her, this king would rather be as usual." Leng Sichen turned around, looked at her with deep eyes, and after looking at her for a moment, he asked her to follow him.

Walking through the grove where the barracks were located, the other half of the mountain turned out to be a tomb!