Luo Jinyu interrupted Meng Haowen's concern about himself.

"Don't think about it so much."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards his tent, quickly picked up a pen and wrote down a few lines, and then handed it to Meng Haowen.

"Send this to the Holy One in good condition."

Meng Haowen carefully took the letter from his hand, and then kept it properly.

"Yes, General, by the way, my subordinates have already ordered someone to send a message to Haowu, and I think they should be here soon."

"Well, okay, then you can get busy first."

After Meng Haowen left, Luo Jinyu sat alone and thought about some questions.

On the other side, Meng Haowu received the news from the flying pigeon, and when he opened it, it turned out to be his eldest brother who asked him to hurry to the camp.

He immediately got up and packed his bags, he took a deep breath and looked at Miyue with a determined look, which was full of determination and determination, "Lady, the general told us to go to the camp quickly, there must be something going on, so you should be tired and ride with me, so that it can be a little faster."

"yes, okay."

Mitsuki didn't ask him why, thinking that if they rushed over, there must be something terrible.

And if you want to let yourself pass, then, I think it should be something happened to Shu Zhihan, otherwise, how could the general let him pass, this is definitely because of Shu Zhihan.

And just like that, they set off.

Meng Haowu rode a horse, holding Miyue in his arms, his heart was full of firmness and determination.

They passed through the villages, through the hills, and onto the main road.

Every bump, every ups and downs, Meng Haowu used the strength of his whole body to bear it, and he knew that he couldn't have any slack.

In the evening, Meng Haowu took Miyue to a riverside together.

They stand quietly on the shore and enjoy the view of the sunset, the water is crystal clear and the golden afterglow shimmers on the surface of the river, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Meng Haowu tied the horse to a tree next to him, and he chose a tall and sturdy oak tree to ensure that the horses could safely await their return.

He expertly untied the reins of the horses, tied them comfortably to the trees, and also carefully made sure that they did not suffer any harm.

At this time, Miyue stood quietly aside, watching Meng Haowu's skillful movements, she felt very peaceful and safe in her heart, she stood by Meng Haowu's side, enjoying this beautiful moment.

"Why do you look at me like this, do you think you are too handsome?"

Miyue smiled and stepped forward to put her arms around him, "That's right, my husband is the most handsome person in the whole world."

"Why do I feel so uneasy when I hear you say such things, don't, lady, you are still treating me as well as before, otherwise, you punch me, so that I feel a little more comfortable."

Meng Haowu really stretched out his face as he spoke, motioning for her to beat herself.

Looking at him like this, Mitsuki couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

She raised her hand and quickly descended, and when it looked like she was about to punch him, she grabbed his neck.

Meng Haowu felt caught off guard for a while, he originally thought that he would be beaten, but what he didn't expect was that he actually got a fragrant kiss.

Meng Haowu's face still had the lip prints of Miyue, the bright red, as if imprinted on her heart and on his heart.

Both of them lowered their heads a little embarrassed, Meng Haowu glanced at her secretly, and saw her shy look that had not completely subsided, and his heart was happy.

Miyue lowered her head, and her blushing face seemed to be even redder under the rays of the setting sun, like a blooming peach blossom, slightly shy in the breeze.

She secretly looked at Meng Haowu from time to time, the shyness and sweetness in her eyes blended together, as if she was acquiescing to this secret, and she also liked Meng Haowu deeply.

And Meng Haowu, his eyes were full of smiles, it was a happy smile, he looked at Miyue, looked at her shy face

Looking at her reddened cheeks, his heart was full of satisfaction, and he knew that this was his woman, his wife, his sweetness, and his happiness.

At this moment, neither of them spoke, just enjoying the sweet feeling of shyness.

Their hearts are racing, their smiles are blooming, and their happiness is in the air.

Meng Haowu was dressed in black, he held Miyue's hand, that hand was as slender as jade, cold and soft, he held it tightly, as if he didn't want to let go of this familiar hand.

The big tree they lean against is ancient and majestic, showing the tenacity of life.

Meng Haowu found a comfortable position, and then carefully led Miyue to sit down, she gently snuggled up to him, the faint fragrance, like warm sunshine, surrounded his heart.

They sat there silently, holding hands, as if the whole world had disappeared and only the two of them remained.

"Aren't we in a hurry, shouldn't we have rushed to the camp earlier, why do we stay here, or let's go."

Miyue wanted to get up as she spoke, but was stopped by Meng Haowu.

"Don't be so anxious, look at how beautiful the scenery is now, I also want to be warm with my own lady for a while, the general baby his daughter-in-law, hurry us over, then I don't have to baby my own lady."

"This is the first time you've said something like this to me, and think that when you saw me before, you either quarreled with me or mocked me."

Meng Haowu took her hand and gently brought it into his arms, "Okay, it was all my fault before, I promise, this will never happen in the future."

Mitsuki smiled and buried deep in his arms.

The two men snuggled up to each other, watching the sunset fade away, replaced by a crescent moon.

Gollum~

Suddenly, a sound came from Mitsuki's belly.

She was a little embarrassed, Meng Haowu looked down, and then showed a smile.

"I'm hungry."

Mitsuki touched her stomach a little embarrassed, and then nodded, "Well, it seems to be true."

Meng Haowu stood up, "You take a rest here, I'll go find something to eat."

When he was about to leave, Miyue grabbed him, "I don't want it, or I'll go with you."

Meng Haowu looked at her and wanted to laugh a little, shook his head helplessly, and then said, "Okay, then let's go together."

With that, he reached out and pulled Mitsuki up from the ground.

They went into the woods, and the two men looked back and forth, and when they saw some of the books and some of the fruits, they walked over.

Meng Haowu deftly climbed the huge old tree.

The old tree's branches twisted and turned, and the ripe fruit shimmered like pearls under the dense green leaves, and his target was the farthest one, a fruit of deep red color and sweet aroma.

He used his hands and feet together, climbed on the trunk of the tree, every grasp, every kick, it was like a challenge to the natural world, the leaves of the old tree fell beside him, as if telling endless stories, he ignored these, his eyes were determined, only aimed at the fruit that he had long-cherished.

He finally approached the fruit.

It was big and plump, as if to say to him, "Come on, you deserve me." Meng Haowu stretched out his hand and picked this fruit, and at that moment, his heart was filled with the joy of victory.

He sat on the trunk of the tree and admired his trophy, the fruit, like his victory, hung in his hands.

With full satisfaction and joy, Meng Haowu jumped directly and landed firmly on the ground.

He wiped the red fruit in his hand on his clothes, and then sent it to Mitsuki.

He smiled and said, "Lady, eat."

Miyue held the red fruit in both hands, and was instantly moved.

Mitsuki clenched the bright red fruit in her hand, her gaze deep and focused. It is full and round, the silhouette is full of the tension of life, and the unique smell permeates the air, with one

An irresistible temptation.

Mitsuki's fingers slid lightly over its surface, feeling a silky smooth texture, that cold and slightly elastic feeling.

Her gaze turned to Meng Haowu, his face bloomed with a smile of joy, it was a pure and sincere smile, without any impurities, his eyes were full of anticipation, it was an eager, hopeful expectation, he was looking forward to Miyue's reaction.

His figure is so resolute, and his every move exudes incomparable confidence and strength, which makes Mitsuki feel at ease, and at the same time, her heart is full of anticipation.

Meng Haowu stretched out his broad palm and looked at Miyue with a smile.

Miyue gently placed the red fruit in her hand in Meng Haowu's hand.

Meng Haowu couldn't help but feel a little strange, looking at the red fruit in his hand, and then seeing Miyue's eyes, he quickly understood.

He took the red fruit in his hand and stretched it out and stuffed it into Miyue's mouth.

Their eyes met, their hearts beat as if at the same moment, and their souls seemed to burn at the same moment.

Meng Haowu smiled again and said, "Let's go, watch your man catch a fish for you."

"Really? Do you know all about this?"

Meng Haowu patted his chest, "That's necessary, who am I, go."

As he spoke, he took her hand and walked towards the river.

In the moonlight, the moonlight on the surface of the river was like silver, sparkling, stretching Meng Haowu's shadow long, and his eyes flashed with concentration in the dim environment, like a leopard looking for prey.

He bent down slightly, carefully stretching out his trembling hands, as if in a mysterious dance with the spirits in the water, his fingers like nimble boats, quietly rowing across the water without a sound.

Suddenly, his hands thrust into the water like lightning, and then quickly lifted.

He saw a silver glittering fish in his hand, which shone seductively in the moonlight, and its tail writhed incessantly, trying to break free from his grasp.

A smile flashed on Meng Haowu's face, it was full of joy.