The sun hung straight down and fell on Zhao Fuling's white and bright face.

There was a smile on the corners of her lips and eyebrows, like congratulations and jokes, which made Li Jingmo feel a little embarrassed for the first time.

has been on the battlefield for many years, and I am used to hearing other people's flattering and congratulatory words, but the feeling from Zhao Fuling's mouth is not the same. Li Jingmo has experienced it for a long time, the joy and pride of being praised by his parents and brothers when he was young.

He paused, changed the long sword to his other hand, and then stretched out his hand towards Zhao Ling: "Ah Ling, come here." ”

Zhao Fuling tilted her head, her eyes were like a crescent moon, and she smiled narrowly: "Riding together in front of all the soldiers, isn't it?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that." Li Jingmo smiled lightly, "Who doesn't know that Ah Ling is the boss's wife?" Moreover, Ling is a hero, so everyone should see it. ”

With that, he stretched his hand a little farther.

Zhao Fuling was moved by the title of "Boss's Wife", compared to the title of the Seventh Imperial Princess, the commander of the Beifu Army obviously has more weight.

Her gaze fell on Li Jingmo's palm, and after a brief pause, she smiled and stretched out her hand.

Li Jingmo took advantage of the situation, and Zhao Lingling jumped from the back of the broken bamboo to Li Jingmo's horse.

She had her back against Li Jingmo's chest, only to feel that the cold wind seemed to be covered by most of it.

Li Jingmo wrapped her in his arms, but his hand did not let go. He covered half of Zhao Fuling's body with a wide cloak, and rode his horse forward slowly.

Zhao Fuling threw the silver spear in his hand to the commander, and Pozhu followed behind with a very discerning eye.

Li Jingmo looked back and said with a smile: "From Guanzhou by water?" How did you bring the broken bamboo with you? ”

"I can't bear to throw it in the middle of the road."

Zhao Fuling said, the hand hidden under the cloak held Li Jingmo's thumb behind her back, and then rubbed the rough thin calluses and small scars on it.

She said: "Let's go, it won't come back if it stays in Guanzhou." ”

Is this the horse that Li Jingmo gave her, or is it the horse that she almost lost her life to tame, how can it be easily abandoned?

After saying that, Zhao Fuling looked back at Pozhu again.

Pozhu is beautiful, and he is a proud horse. Probably didn't bother to follow the butts of other horses, so it didn't take long for him to let go of his hooves and start strolling around.

The soldiers are cleaning up the battlefield, and now there is not much danger, so Zhao Fuling doesn't care about it.

Li Jingmo rode his horse forward until he entered Li Ce's forbidden army camp and stopped his horse.

There were already people in the camp who had already cleaned up, and when they saw them coming in, they all grinned, and then they hugged their fists and said, "Your Highness, Miss Zhao." ”

Li Jingmo nodded, turned over and dismounted, and then stretched out his hand to help Zhao Fuling down carefully.

After Zhao Fuling landed, she met everyone's laughing and funny eyes, and her cheeks were inexplicably hot. Thinking that he is still wearing armor now, but he is treated like a delicate flower by Li Jingmo, it is really contradictory.

She coughed lightly, took the initiative to let go of Li Jingmo's hand, and greeted the generals of each battalion with a fist.

A commander said with a hearty smile: "I heard of Miss Zhao's name as early as Zhengrong Pass, it's really better to see it than to hear it!" ”

The others also smiled and agreed, and all kinds of praise were thrown at Zhao Ling's body as if they didn't want money. Rao is Zhao Fuling has a calm temperament, and she is about to be unable to hold it at this time, so she can't wait to run out of the camp in three or two steps.

Li Jingmo likes to listen to others praise Zhao Ling, and the more these rough men praise, the happier he will be.

It wasn't until Zhao Fuling glanced at him that Li Jingmo put his hands behind his back, hooked the tails of his eyes, and said leisurely: "Okay, let's talk in the tent." ”

The crowd laughed and entered the tent.

After winning the battle today, the big guys are happy, and Li Jingmo doesn't pay attention to so many rules. After asking everyone to find their seats and sit down, they talked about the follow-up battle arrangements.

Speaking of Li Ce's visit to Chen He, several commanders and envoys had something to say.

The commander of the third battalion couldn't help it at first, remembering that Zhao Fuling gave Li Ce an arrow, and immediately sneered: "Does he really think that he is the true son of heaven?" How dare you come and fight with our Highness? Don't say that His Royal Highness, even Miss Zhao, he is invincible. Today, when he fled in a panic, Miss Zhao gave him an arrow, which was enough for him to suffer for many days. ”

The other commanders immediately cheered in surprise: "Really? Miss Zhao is so good at archery? ”

"I've long heard that Miss Zhao is both civil and military, especially good marksmanship, but she doesn't want her archery skills to be so exquisite?"

"His Royal Highness has always had a good eye, and it goes without saying how strong Miss Zhao is."

“……”

Those who can boast and can't boast, this group of people have all praised it.

From the praise of both civil and military to the appearance of a talented woman, in the end, if it is not for the lack of time, I am afraid that even Zhao Fuling's hair will have to be praised.

Zhao Fuling was even thinking, is this the commander of the 12th battalion of the Beifu Army?

This is the Kwakwa Regiment of the Twelfth Battalion, right?

She was silent and turned her head to look at Li Jingmo, trying to get this master to restrain his good subordinates.

Unexpectedly, Li Jingmo raised his chin slightly, and a pair of clear eyebrows showed a little smugness, and he said with proud pride: "Yes, Ah Ling is so good." ”

Zhao Fuling: "......"

It was probably when everyone saw Zhao Fuling's helpless expression, and the tent was strangely quiet for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Even with Li Jingmo, he chuckled lowly.

In such a harmonious and relaxed atmosphere, a voice suddenly sounded at the door of the big tent: "General Qiyu/Army, when the soldiers searched the camp, they found a woman. ”

"Women?" The commanders turned their heads and looked out curiously.

After a brief wait, the woman was dragged in by several soldiers.

The woman is beautiful and beautiful, and she is a pitiful appearance that will be pitiful at a glance. But these big men in the tent are rough and don't speak, there is no trace of distress in their eyes, and they only have curiosity about this woman from head to toe.

Someone asked, "How can there be a woman in the camp?" Li Ce brought women with him during the war? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the delicate woman raised her head and focused on Li Jingmo, who was sitting at the top, very precisely.

She looked at Li Jingmo with tears in her eyes, and pleaded: "Master, please spare the slave family, the slave family was forcibly captured by that villain, and the slave family is the daughter of a good family." ”

"The daughter of a good family?" The commander of the second battalion opened his mouth with a grin.

He had a handsome face, but in order to increase his momentum, he grew a beard like Fang Qiu.

At this moment, he stroked his beard and said with a grin: "What kind of daughter of a good family, when she sees a man, she calls her master?" Let's be honest, which hook bar archway came out? Isn't it the one who serves Li Ce's dog emperor? ”

The woman was afraid that she would be killed, so she shook her head again and again, and tears fell down like broken threads.

"The slave family is serving the emperor, but the slave family is really the daughter of a good family, and she was forcibly taken by him."

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