The Eighth Prince of the Western Regions lowered his head, and the original giggling expression on his face disappeared in an instant, with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

However, after raising his head, he seemed to have changed as if he had changed his head, and he looked at Chu Qing without saying anything, as if there was really something between Chu Qing and him.

And Yan Lin was not to be outdone, standing in front of Chu Qing, blocking the scorching gaze of the Eighth Prince.

"Marshal ......"

The soldiers walked from behind Chu Qing, leaned over and said in Chu Qing's ear, "The soldiers and horses of the Marshal of the Western Regions have already called for battle outside the city gate."

Chu Qing's brows furrowed: "Come on, tie up the Eighth Prince!"

The Eighth Prince's eyes widened, and he looked at Chu Qing in disbelief, as if he was looking at a negative girl: "Why?! This prince ......"

"Shut his mouth."

"Yes!"

Chu Qing covered his twitching temples.

Why are the men in this world so noisy?

There were no eyesore around, and the corners of Yan Lin's mouth almost grinned to the root of his ears: "Ah Qing misses me?"

As soon as Chu Qing looked up, he only saw the dazzling black and cyan stubble shaking in front of him.

When Yan Lin lowered his head, the big white teeth ......

Chu Qing's face darkened violently, and he silently took out the dagger he was carrying: "Come, the emperor, please squat for a while."

Yan Lin didn't know why, but seeing that Chu Qing's gaze had been wandering over his face, and then thinking of the painful experience of shaving his beard, Yan Lin was silent: "Or ......."

"Shut up." Chu Qing gritted his teeth: "Either be obedient, or go back to Kyoto City with your holy decree now."

Yan Lin was aggrieved: "You light, there are many people in the barracks...... Why don't we go to your tent and ...... again."

Seeing that the eyes of the people around her were becoming more and more "meaningful", Chu Qing's face turned black violently, and he threw the dagger in his hand to Yan Lin: "Go wash your face and clean up the stubble on your face!"

As the king of a country, he looks like a rough man every day, it's just ......

It's so unbelievable!

In the end, Yan Lin was driven by Chu Qing to clean herself up, and she took the Eight Princes of the Western Regions to the battlefield.

This time, the marshal of the Western Regions was like abandoning the Eight Princes of the Western Regions, and he was extremely ruthless in his use of troops.

Chu Qing's face became more and more solemn.

The Eighth Prince looked up at the sky and suddenly smiled, "Miss Wen, do you want to reconsider?"

Chu Qing: "What are you considering?"

The Eighth Prince smiled: "Be the princess of this prince."

"As long as Miss Wen is willing to be the princess of this prince, then the uncle of this prince will be your uncle, and the father and mother of this prince will also be your father and concubine. Miss Wen, do you want to sacrifice for the sake of the friendship between the two countries?"

Chu Qing took out his spear and pointed it at him: "How does the Eighth Prince think that Lao Tzu would rather give up the position of marshal of a country or even the queen of a country and go to an enemy country to be a princess who needs to be cautious everywhere?"

"And when did Lao Tzu give you the illusion that Lao Tzu was stupid?"

The Eighth Prince was stunned for a moment: "Why are you so materialistic and vicious?"

Chu Qing sneered and stabbed him in the abdomen, but avoided the vital point: "Otherwise? What do you think Lao Tzu wants to like about you? Like your wives and concubines? Or like your hypocrisy? Or do you like the in your mouth? Or ......"

Her gaze was on an indescribable place: "Huh?"

Eighth Prince: "......"

It's good to have been hit.

"You...... You're still not a woman after all! How can words be so ...... So ......" The Eighth Prince's eyes widened, as if he wanted to say a few heavy words, but after his gaze crossed Chu Qing's playful and cold eyes, that stream of blood was instantly extinguished: "...... It's so hard to take your eyes off...... Seriously, will you marry me?"

Chu Qing was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this a bit of a far-fetched topic?

Just when Chu Qing was thinking about whether to never end the troubles, all the time

The big hand suddenly stretched out, snatched the spear in Chu Qing's hand, and then stabbed the Eighth Prince mercilessly.

Chu Qing frowned: "Don't really kill him, Lao Tzu is still counting on taking him for some benefits!"

Yan Lin clutched the spear in his hand tightly, eager to make up for another shot: "Don't worry, I still have this little bit of proportion."

His chin that he had just shaved was a little blue, and there were a few scratches in some places, and his height of nearly two meters made Chu Qing more and more short.

After Chu Qing left Yan Lin here to stabilize the army's heart, he cut off a strand of the Eighth Prince's hair and ran to the Marshal of the Western Regions to show off, and in the end he almost killed him.

The Marshal of the Western Regions stared at the hair in Chu Qing's hand that was about to turn into a windmill, and his whole body was trembling: "What does that stupid nephew of the old man like about this shrew?!"

The lieutenant next to him said with some hesitation, "Maybe...... Do you think she's good-looking?"

Marshal of the Western Regions: "......"

This......

It's not impossible.

After all, it's not the first time that his stupid nephew has done stupid things for a beauty.

Seeing that the Marshal of the Western Regions was not far ahead, looking at the head of the Marshal of the Western Regions, Chu Qing was a little moved.

However......

She doesn't know how to bow and arrow, and she throws weapons directly, so if she doesn't succeed, it will be even more difficult next time.

Chu Qing saw that the frame was about to move, and Chu Qing gritted his teeth.

Never mind!

No!

Count the yarn!

Isn't it just a gamble?

That's it!

Chu Qing made a false defense, although she kept retreating to the side, but the distance between her and the marshal of the Western Regions did not become farther.

Taking advantage of the gap in the fight, Chu Qing grabbed a knife and threw it in the direction of the Marshal of the Western Regions.

"Marshal beware!"

The adjutant general, who had been guarding the Marshal of the Western Regions, had no time to resist, so he had to use his body to help him block it.

And Chu Qing was not comfortable, and when he fled back to his own encirclement, he also had a lot of wounds on his body.

Yan Lin stared at the wound on her body: "Does it hurt?"

Chu Qing rolled his eyes: "What if it hurts or not?" Isn't it all our emperor's brains that have to be picked up by two?"

Hearing this, Yan Lin felt a little weak: "I'm sorry, I ...... I was wrong."

"Nope."

Chu Qing shook his head: "How can it be the emperor's fault? It's clear that we don't have the ability."

Yan Lin only felt a little numb in his scalp: "Or ...... You're still punching me twice to get angry?"

"Ahem, ahem...... Cut." The half-dead Eighth Prince spat out a mouthful of blood: "...... Go out...... ...... Interest"

As soon as the words fell, the man fainted.

Yan Lin ("▼ dish▼": "Why don't you kill it?"

Chu Qing gritted his teeth: "I'm c...... Hehe, it's good if you're happy."

Wen Tan and Wen Tan were late.

In front of these two people, Chu Qing still had to restrain himself.

It was rare to see Chu Qing so well-behaved, Yan Lin was very surprised, and he actually felt that Wen Tan's old face was not so annoying.

So, Yan Lin, who was on the Xing head, pulled Chu Qing and Wen Tan's father and son to stroll around the barracks for more than an hour, until Chu Qing couldn't help it, and reached out to twist the meat on Yan Lin's waist, but ......

Why is it so hard?

Yan Lin's face was a little stiff, and his cheeks were slightly red: "Ah Qing...... Ah Qing, why are you touching my legs?"

"Legs?!"

Chu Qing's eyes widened and he looked down.

I saw that her hand was on Yan Lin's thigh.

Chu Qing's face turned dark.

！

Forget the difference between her and the animal's height!

Her waist ......

It's only up to the thighs of this animal?

Xiao Yi was about to laugh in Chu Qing's mind: [

Hahahaha! Reminder, the host's current height is 159. 】

Chu Qing: "......"

Dry!

However, this is not the most social death.

"Ah Qing must not be rude!"

I saw Wen Tan staring at her with a disapproving face: "You and the emperor are not married yet, and you don't even have a word, how can you behave so presumptuously!"

Chu Qing only felt a burst of blackness in front of him: "...... You guys...... It's good to be happy......"

That's not what she meant!

Seeing that Chu Qing was about to close himself, Yan Lin hurriedly said that he and Chu Qing still had important matters to discuss, and separated the two of them.

Wen Tan's brows tightened: "How could the emperor suddenly ask to marry Ah Qing? Didn't he know that Ah Qing was the regent...... Was it a man before?"

Wen Tan, who knew some reasons a few years ago, sighed: "Did my father ever think that maybe the regent of the year...... Maybe it's a woman disguised as a man?"

Wen Tan was stunned for a moment: "A woman disguised as a man...... If that's really the case, then the prince and the princess ......."

Wen Tan: "Isn't it strange to my father, why doesn't the prince have a trace of resemblance to the prince and the prince of Xianzhen?"

Wen Tan was dumbfounded.

This......

The other side.

After returning to the tent, Chu Qing couldn't help gritting his teeth when he looked at Yan Lin's smug appearance: "Very happy?"

Yan Lin nodded, "Well, it's really happy."

"Huh."

Chu Qing came to the table, pointed to the sand table on it and said, "Come, let's calculate your one-on-two brain-deficit behavior."

Yan Lin: "......"

I just touched my leg, why do I have to settle accounts again in a blink of an eye?.c

Yan Lin looked at the furnishings inside the tent and tried to change the subject: "Ah Qing, why don't you have a dresser in this tent? There is no rouge gouache either...... How about I get you some more?"

Chu Qing stepped on Yan Lin's feet: "It's useless for you to send stars and moons now!"

Yan Lin's expression was distorted for a moment.

"Say it." Chu Qing sat on the chair: "Who did you learn this trick to coax the little girl?"

Yan Lin: "Zhang Hui said that to coax a woman, you only need to send some rouge gouache and gold and silver jewelry."

"Really?"

Yan Lin nodded hurriedly.

Actually, it's not unreasonable.

After all, if it was Chu Qing, who was still in the second year of junior high school, he would have been coaxed away by Yan Lin in the face of these things.

But......

Chu Qing took out an account book from under the table.

Yan Lin: "......"

This......

Damn familiarity!

However, more familiar to him is still to come.

Chu Qing opened the account book: "Come, let's calculate a general ledger."

"I suddenly remembered that I still have ......."

"No, you don't."

Yan Lin suddenly.

The end of the play.

When Yan Lin left Chu Qing's tent in the afternoon, his whole face was a little bruised, and even his walking posture was a little wrong.

Yan Lin tensed his legs and returned to his tent in a daze.

！

I almost really went to be sisters with Zhang Hui!