Mu Jiu didn't know why he fell asleep, and then how he came back, he thought he would not sleep well, but he didn't have a dream all night, and it was dawn when he opened his eyes.

Thinking of last night, it was really out of control, although it was just a kiss, but it was crazy enough, but she didn't regret it, this feeling was ...... It's going to be over.

Fortunately, Xiao Junshu was very busy in the following days, countless news were sent by the scouts, and after he finished dealing with things, he would leave here to deal with things elsewhere, in the face of He Junwang's huge rebellion, no matter how calm he was, he would not be so reluctant to deal with it, not to mention that there was a Chu Emperor Xiahou Yao who wanted to stab him at any time.

Compared with Xiao Junshu's busyness, Mu Jiu is the salted fish who is so idle that he is about to get moldy, well, there is also a Xiahou Jin.

It seems that a quarantine ring has been automatically generated around the military tent, and no one will bother them, so that they are idle until the end of the day they actually start baking sweet potatoes, yes, it's so down-to-earth.

The meat in the army was cooked several times in a different way, and everything that could be eaten was eaten, and it was boring to roast sweet potatoes.

In the courtyard with a stone to set a pit, put down the charcoal to simmer the sweet potato, Xiahou Jin from time to time with a stick to turn it over to prevent burning, leaning for a while, can smell the fragrance of sweet potatoes wafting out, very simple taste, but it makes people's appetite move.

The weather is getting colder and colder, Mu Jiu has to spread a thick fur blanket on the chair, if the sun is good, she is willing to move out to bask in the sun, if it rains, she is almost out of the salted fish state of touching the ground, the kind that does not move.

Xiahou Jin is probably the first time to see such a lazy woman, and the most important thing is that she hasn't gained weight.

Nanfeng came back from Xiao Junshu's side, and when he saw the two of them, he thought of the tense battle situation outside, which was really leisurely and jealous.

"Miss Mu, Your Highness Six."

"It's the south wind that's back." Xiahou Jin greeted warmly: "Freshly baked sweet potatoes, do you want two?" ”

"I ......" Nanfeng wanted to refuse, but the smell was too fragrant, he came all the way, his physical strength was exhausted, and his stomach was indeed hungry, so the temptation was even greater, and he couldn't say anything to refuse: "Then thank you, Your Highness." ”

Xiahou Jin shaved two cooked ones, and there were saucers next to them, and handed them to Nanfeng: "By the way, why did you come back?" What's going on over there? ”

Nanfeng nodded: "The situation is okay, King He has already captured three county towns with troops, and the will of the saint has also arrived, and he has appointed the governor of Houye Weichuan, commanding the 100,000 army of Weichuan, sitting in the southwest, and his subordinates will come back to lead everyone to pull out the camp together, and the two of them will also prepare as soon as possible." ”

Although he has the power to control the military power of Weichuan, those people are other people's soldiers, and they may not be able to completely obey the command, so Xiao Junshu needs these two thousand people, not too many, but as long as they infiltrate, why can't he control these 100,000 troops?

Mu Jiu ate three sweet potatoes slowly, and the camp tent where he lived was also cleaned up, this time he went on the road slowly, not very far, Mu Jiu chose to ride a horse, but he was persuaded to go back by the south wind after only riding for a while.

What he said was very tactful, the mountain wind was strong, and he was afraid that Miss Mu would catch the wind and cold, but it was actually because Mu Jiu's existence was too eye-catching.

In the middle of a group of three or five thick old men, a delicate and beautiful girl, Mu Jiu is only a little more than sixteen years old, twenty-eight Fanghua, beauty and charm do not need to be deliberately released, as if a luminous body, even if he knows that she is Xiao Junshu's quasi-wife, Xiao can't think of it, but he can't control it when he looks at it.

For the sake of this group of bloody soldiers, it was better for Nanfeng to cover Mu Jiu.

Mu Jiu: What the hell is "......"?

The place where Xiao Junshu was located was the barracks in Weichuan, during the war, the barracks were stationed under the city tower, and the people closed their doors, waiting for the upcoming battle.

More than 2,000 elite soldiers went directly to the barracks to report, and Mu Jiu was placed in the barracks, still next to Xiao Junshu's big tent, he didn't seem to be afraid of others saying that he took women to the battlefield, and he was dizzy or something.

Dozens of elite soldiers surrounded the big tent in a circle, and idlers were not allowed to enter, isolating people from outside from contacting her.

Mu Jiu looked at the circle and felt like he was being kept in captivity......

The mood is not good in an instant.

Xiao Junshu was very busy, so busy that Mu Jiu only saw him in a hurry for two days, and then continued to be busy, and then Mu Jiu learned from Hua Yan that Emperor Chu sent a will to give Xiao Junshu military power, and at the same time sent the four princes and Mu Xiang Mu Tingzhi as supervisors to control Xiao Junshu's military power.

Xiao Junshu now seems to have great power, but he is everywhere in the army, and the situation is not optimistic.

And at this time, the army in the hands of King He Jun captured eleven county seats, advanced all the way, and lengthened the battle line, which was to occupy the territory in a sweeping situation.

Mu Jiu was so bored that he secretly went to the big tent, and what he heard was a group of people scolding and fighting.

A group of people were divided into three factions, surrounding Xiao Junshu, one faction scolded Xiao Junshu for his inaction, questioned why he did not send troops to stop the anti-king, while supporting Xiao Junshu, saying that he must have better plans and plans, and the other faction sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, seemingly neutral, but in fact he kept saying cool things.

Mu Tingzhi and the four princes are obviously the wave that is watching the show.

This scene is really familiar and ironic.

Only those who are brave, who want to rush ahead, who are afraid of death and want to make a profit, see the wind and make the rudder, and the one who makes the Diaoyutai is the most profitable but insidious and vicious superior.

Always watching the excitement, Mu Jiu didn't bother to look at the disgusting faces of this group of people, and stuffed the things in his hand to Dongyue at the door: "Take it to your master, refresh your mind, and being scolded is physical work." ”

A tone that doesn't matter if it's lively.

Dongyue: If the master of "......" heard this, he would probably be even more angry than now.

Mu Jiu's back has already gone away, and he is very good, obviously lazy and casual, but people can't help but feel a kind of loneliness and arrogance, just glance at the master.

I opened the stopper and smelled it, and a smell of medicine came to my face, which really refreshed my mind, and took it in to Xiao Junshu: "Master Hou, the medicine given by Miss Mu is refreshing." ”

Xiao Junshu was holding his head to listen to their debate at the moment, obviously he was coming for him, but he was unmoved, he was indifferent and detached, and his aura was unique, and his arrogance when people looked at him unconsciously lowered his arrogance.

After hearing Dongyue's words, his expression changed slightly, he raised his hand to take the medicine bottle, smelled it, it was really refreshing, the corners of his lips rose invisibly, and he closed his eyes slightly to collect the flash of brilliance in his eyes, and he couldn't accompany her for some days, but he actually took the initiative to send it, this is missing him?

Of course, if he knew Mu Jiu, maybe he wouldn't be in this mood, this was a beautiful misunderstanding.

(End of chapter)