"The third prince just caught me, and I'm going to die right away, isn't it worth it?"

Zhai Feiran frowned, and he instructed the attendant next to him: "Let the military doctor wait in the camp, and the carriage will speed up a little." ”

"Yes, Third Prince!"

Xia Chaoge smiled calmly, she won this round.

If Xi Mingxu is so easy to deal with, it will be perfect.

I don't know how he is now, he is injured, and he has been hiding in that cold and damp cave for so long.

Although she was also injured, she was not as much as Xi Mingxu, and it was warm in this carriage.

No, why are you worried about him for no reason?

Xia Chaoge despised himself fiercely, and he didn't make a profit.

Soon, the carriage stopped and reached the camp of the Vietnamese army, and Zhai Feiran got out of the carriage one step ahead of her.

As soon as she got out of the car, the military doctor and the maidservant were already waiting, accompanying her into the tent and treating her wounds.

I was nervous before, and I wanted to fight wits and courage with Zhai Feiran, but I didn't feel much of it, but now I feel pain after taking medicine.

When the medicine had been applied, the maidservant brought her a set of clothes to put on.

The clothes were placed in front of Xia Chaoge, and her hands were stunned, and they turned out to be women's clothes!

Xia Chaoge took his hand back, his face was gloomy, and he glanced at the servant.

The maidservant knelt down in panic, and she said, "Girl, this is the meaning of the third prince, if you don't wear slaves, you will be executed." ”

"You are from the Yue country, what does it matter to me whether you live or die? ”

"But the girl's clothes are so torn that she can't wear them. ”

"You can't just get out of the tent. ”

"Girl, please don't embarrass the slave and maid, and be merciful, and have mercy on the poor slave and maid. The servant girl knocked her head on the ground several times, and knocked blood on her forehead.

"I pity you, who pities me?" Xia Chaoge sneered, she said: "Tell Zhai Feiran that I want to see him tonight, and let him arrange to wait for me." ”

"Girl, the status of the slave is low, and she can't see the third prince!"

"You figure it out for yourself. ”

When Xia Chaoge said this, he stopped talking.

The maid trembled away, and when she came out of the tent, her bent body straightened, and the original panicked look disappeared at once, and turned into a sneer.

When the maidservant came back, she told Xia Chaoge that Zhai Feiran had already arranged to meet her tonight.

Xia Chaoge took the women's clothes sent by the maidservant and changed into them, she looked at herself in the mirror, her square face and thick eyebrows, it was indeed a little nondescript.

No wonder Zhai Feiran would say that she would not be able to meet people when she wore women's clothes.

Since he wants to see it, go disgust and disgust him.

It's better than staying in a tent and being watched by a group of people, especially the handmaid who pretends to be pitiful, knows martial arts, has scheming, and is by no means ordinary.

The servant girl thought she was hiding well, but Xia Chaoge saw through it at a glance.

Zhai Feiran originally planned to dry her for a few days, but it didn't work out.

Xia Chaoge sighed, and was going to fight with Zhai Feiran's well-dressed beast again.

If it weren't for the news, she wouldn't have gone to him.

The night fell, the full moon rose, and Xia Chaoge was taken to the tent where Zhai Feiran was.

Unlike the rest of the barracks, the tent is as luxuriously decorated as a luxury suite.

At this time, Zhai Feiran was sitting at the table, with a row of candles on the table, and several plates on the table, on which were knives and forks.

Candlelit dinner?