He Louyuan got up and went out to order, Ling Xiaorou threw the quilt on the spot, and finally relieved her mind a little, but King Ning Yuan was not an arbitrary person, and he knew how to respect her choice.

But when He Louyuan came back with a few soldiers, and saw the things they were carrying, Ling Xiaorou felt that she was really optimistic, she could bear the tent if it was smaller, and she didn't have high requirements in the barracks, as long as she could have a peaceful sleep, she would be satisfied with the space where people would not be staring at her when she slept.

But who can tell her why the tent she asked for was set up in King Ningyuan's big tent? What's the deal with the small tent inside this big tent?

Moreover, it is really a small tent that can only sleep for one person, and there is no extra room to spread a room of bedding, at most it is to put some personal belongings.

But the problem is that she didn't bring any personal belongings with her when she was brought to the barracks, and even the military uniform on her body was only sent after she arrived at the barracks, what items did she have to put it?

Ling Xiaorou twitched the corners of her mouth and looked at King Ning Yuan, who was directing people to set up a small camp tent in the corner of her camp, looking at his face full of interest, did she want to stuff herself in?

After the tent was set up, King Ning Yuan touched his chin and nodded, looking at Ling Xiaorou, "Satisfied?" ”

Ling Xiaorou was annoyed, and she didn't dare to say that she was not satisfied, in case the prince was unhappy and let the tent be dismantled, she would really have to lay on the floor.

But the more she thought about it, the more she was left in King Ningyuan's tent, but King Ningyuan didn't mean to explain a word, is this to let her slowly recognize her identity, or let others slowly get used to her identity? But it's really hard for her to guess this identity.

Picking up the futon sent with the tent, Ling Xiaorou still laid out the quilt first.

The futon was sent very thick, and there was a layer of felt blanket underneath, which was cool and moisture-proof after being laid, and ran outside the big tent to look at the sky, it was very sunny and bright, Ling Xiaorou took out her not damp quilt, and wanted to set it up outside to dry, so as not to let the tide in the big tent again, and it would be uncomfortable to sleep at night.

But after looking around, I didn't see a place to dry the quilt, so I called two soldiers to come over, asked them to find a strong hemp rope, and pulled a rattan rope for drying the quilt between the two big trees, and then sent the two soldiers away, Ling Xiaorou went back to the big tent to take her futon out to dry, and struggled with the rattan rope for a long time, and was very helpless to find that the two soldiers were probably pulling the rattan rope according to their size, hanging a little high, and the quilt was all solid cotton wool, that was really called a Shen, Ling Xiaorou was stunned and couldn't put the futon, Throw it on top of the rattan rope.

was melancholy, only to feel empty in his arms, the quilt in his arms was carried away, and it was hung on the rattan rope with a slight flick, and then a quilt was also hung next to the quilt, which was the bed that Ling Xiaorou held and slept on all night last night, and the quilt that belonged to King Ningyuan.

When the bedding was hung on the rattan rope, Ling Xiaorou's words of thanks had already come to his mouth, but he was forcibly blocked back by King Ning Yuan, "Big girl, this king is hungry!" ”

Ling Xiaorou twitched the corners of her mouth, and said in her heart: You are a big girl, your whole family is a big girl!

How could the prince shout such a name, which has no temperament and no culture, so naturally? Is such a rustic name really worthy of her bright and moving good looks?

But before he knew Ning Yuan's temperament, Ling Xiaorou really didn't dare to choke with him, since the prince said that he was hungry, and then think about the rows of ingredients, presumably the original intention of the prince was to let her open a small stove from time to time.

Although Ling Xiaorou felt that King Ning Yuan should share weal and woe with the soldiers, eating and drinking the same, and always engaging in special things was not conducive to the unity of the soldiers, it was said that the superior people were all good-looking, and Ling Xiaorou would not feel uncomfortable by herself.

Seeing Ling Xiaorou's resigned run to the back of the stove by the tent, He Lou was extremely satisfied, he was very satisfied with this mode of getting along, even if the eldest girl couldn't remember it for the time being? No one around him dares to fight the idea of the big girl, and in the long run, I'm afraid that the big girl won't fall in love with him again?

Of course, the premise is that you can't let Ling Feng's kid rush over to spoil his business, and finally get rid of people when Yilan is pregnant, but you can't let him stir up the situation before the big girl doesn't fall in love with him anymore.

Otherwise, Ling Feng really wants to take the eldest girl home to raise it, he and the eldest girl have not yet married, if the eldest girl wants to go back with Ling Feng, he really has no reason to stop him, he can only hope that Ling Feng will not be able to inquire about it in a short time.

Ling Xiaorou was just about to make a fire to cook, and a guard with quick eyes came over to light the fire first, before the prince was not there, they didn't dare to get too close to Miss Cousin, for fear of angering the prince, now the prince is watching from the sidelines, if they don't come to help again, after the prince thinks about it, he may not think they have the eyesight to see it.

But they had a little friendship with Miss Biao before, if it weren't for the prince's repeated explanations that they were not allowed to scare Miss Cousin, they really wanted to cry to Miss Cousin about Miss Cousin's disappearance for so long, and their life in dire straits under the eyes of the prince.

Ling Xiaorou selected beef and a few handfuls of green vegetables among the many ingredients, although the seafood is very fatty, but these days it can be said that the food in Haiwei Xuan is mainly seafood, Ling Xiaorou still thinks that it is also good to eat some meat.

The beef is also very fatty and tender, looking at the humidity and heavy weight here in the big tent, Ling Xiaorou wants to make a boiled beef pot, and the effect of chili peppers to remove moisture is very good.

Speaking of boiled beef, Ling Xiaorou prefers to eat the green vegetables inside, compared to the fatty and tender meat, the slightly crispy green vegetables are the real delicious, with white rice, and then drink two boiled beef soup, thinking about it, I feel that my saliva is going to overflow.

Ling Xiaorou didn't dare to think about it anymore, and asked the guards that it was white rice that was eaten in the barracks at noon, and this time she didn't even need to cook the rice, and directly asked someone to fill a bucket over.

She is new to the city, although these guards have a good attitude towards her, she can't be too unkind, so far she doesn't know what King Ning Yuan plans in his heart, or it is better to keep a low profile.

The guards were so happy that they were about to grin to the root of their teeth when they got Ling Xiaorou's order, and they ran to the side of the gang leader as soon as they trotted, and when they came back, they brought two large buckets of rice, and Ling Xiaorou looked straight at them.

She asked to carry the food just to save herself some trouble, and she didn't have to cook, but depending on what this means, if it wasn't for the fact that King Ning Yuan's food was as amazing as Miss Mo's, it was that these guards had brought their share, no matter what, she had one less meal, but the dishes seemed to have to be made more.

Looking at the big bowl of beef she had just cut, Ling Xiaorou silently fished out two nets of fresh shrimp from the bucket, took another piece of ham, and found a few more mushrooms...... Fortunately, as long as she brought her things, someone would take them and wash them, and she didn't have to do everything herself.

Looking at the well-trained appearance, it seems to have cooperated with her many times, that is called a tacit understanding, sometimes she looks over, needless to say, the guards have already understood her mind, it seems that something makes Ling Xiaorou a little moved, although there is no memory, but such a scene is so familiar?

Especially the guards inadvertently shouted 'Miss Biao', although the atmosphere of each other froze for a moment, it made Ling Xiaorou more sure of her previous identity, so it seems that Qu Laohan is really not a good thing.

Although she hadn't figured out what to do with her previous relationship with King Ning Yuan, she could be completely trusted from the eyes of the guards, she actually had a feeling of finding organization, and her mood was also very good, and she didn't have the previous coping when she started cooking again, so she really did it wholeheartedly.

Just instructed Ling Xiaorou to come over to cook, and then there were subordinates who came down to report the situation in the Weicheng Mansion, and after He Louyuan was busy, he came over again and saw a few of the most powerful guards on weekdays helping Ling Xiaorou to help, Ling Xiaorou also talked and laughed with them, although looking at Ling Xiaorou, who was the same as before, put down a big stone in her heart, but Ling Xiaorou smiled at others, but he was careful with him, which made him very unhappy.

When was Ling Xiaorou polite to him in the past? This sense of distraction made him powerless and full of fighting spirit, I believe that it won't be long before Ling Xiaorou will treat him like he did to those guards.

It's just that now, why should he be upset? Could it be that he is in a bad mood and doesn't know how to share the burden with him as a subordinate?

He Louyuan was full of jealousy and envy, and he couldn't help but exude a strong cold pressure all over his body, so that this guard, who was happily following Ling Xiaorou's side, instantly felt the strong dissatisfaction in the heart of the prince, and they all shivered and ...... silently silently retreated to the side, not daring to get closer to Miss Biao within five steps, for fear that the prince would be angry for a while and come up with some way to toss people.

He Louyuan nodded secretly: This group of rabbit cubs, if you don't give some color, you will forget that the prince is not good-tempered.

Ling Xiaorou was adjusting the ingredients for boiled beef, and didn't see the prince coming, she was talking and laughing with the guards, the guards who were fine before suddenly fell silent, turned their heads and saw that they had all withdrawn far away, one by one, looking at their noses, their noses were asking, and they just felt a little nervous aura, and then a black shadow pressed over, and a slightly stiff chin was on her shoulder, "Boiled beef?" How spicy! ”

"Lord Wang?" Ling Xiaorou's body froze suddenly, although she already believed that she was Miss Cousin, but ...... The prince is suddenly so intimate, she is so uncomfortable.

He took a step to the side without moving, but turned around and crashed into the injured eyes of the prince, for some reason there was a little guilt in his heart, but fortunately, the emotion in the eyes of the prince flashed, and then he was replaced with a light smile, "I haven't tasted the boiled beef made by the big girl for a long time, and I have to eat two more bowls of rice today." ”

Ling Xiaorou subconsciously looked at the rice bucket placed aside, secretly wondering if the amount in it was insufficient, but she didn't slow start stir-frying, at the request of the prince, the prawns that were originally going to be fried were also made into a spicy taste.

Even the chili peppers for stir-fried meat were replaced with very straight Chaotian peppers, Ling Xiaorou looked at the spicy panic for the prince, and she didn't know how strong the prince's stomach was, he could eat such a spicy thing, why didn't he eat it?

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