Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 309 Princess Qingguo: With Lan Ge, I Don’t Envy Longevity 54
The next morning.

Lange led his troops to go on an expedition. He took away his beautiful white clothes and put on the armored men's clothes like the soldiers. All the civil and military officials of the dynasty sent him off outside the imperial city.

Lan Ge's fourth brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, also came to see him off, and told her many things to pay attention to, just like a good brother.

Lan Ge was a little flattered, but overheard it being mentioned that the Fourth Prince and the present King were twins.

So, in this way, Heller's appearance in front of outsiders is the same as this fourth brother?

But Lanyuan didn't come.

General Qi asked hesitantly, "Do you want to wait for the king to come up?"

"Let's go." Lan Ge smiled and shook his head, rode his horse and left in the direction of the city gate.

Lang Ge knew that he would not come to see her off.

This brother, I am afraid he is still angry now.

Last night the two watched the lanterns, and when she was about to return to the palace, when she turned to look at the man, she didn't speak for a long time.

After thinking about it, she praised seriously: "Brother Wang's strategy is getting smarter."

Then she saw the man's face turn livid, turned around and left in a good mood.

It's just strange to say that this man stood silently outside her door all night in such a sullen life.She hadn't dreamed all night until dawn, and when she woke up, she saw that man was still standing in the yard outside the window, wondering if he had lost his mind, but when he saw her awake, he opened the door and came in.

Without any explanation, he pushed her down on the bed again when she was about to get up.

His body was still a little bit cold in the night, causing her to sneez involuntarily. Although his eyes were irritable, he still pulled the quilt aside to cover her up.

Before she could speak, he bent down and bit her shoulder.

She screamed out in pain, and slapped this crazy man, but he let her beat him but refused to let go, and after a long while, he let go leisurely.

"It's freezing cold, I stood all night, and you didn't know to ask me to come in!"

"You're crazy!" She was too lazy to talk to him because he was crazy.

"Whether you win or lose, you must bring back Xichi's longevity jade." He lowered his head and instructed.

"Why do you want that thing?" She was puzzled, but when she looked up, she saw traces of blood between his teeth. She hurriedly looked at her shoulder in horror, it was really bleeding!

"You... you pervert! Why do you..."

But he squinted his eyes and smiled triumphantly, licking the tip of his teeth, leaning over to kiss her chattering and chastising lips, as if attached to her in every possible way, as if determined to be lingering.

After a long time, he finally let her go, stood up and sat on the edge of the couch.

"You should go."

Lang Ge got up and felt that this man was really strange recently, but...could he be planning something else?She walked around him to the dressing table and looked back at him strangely, who was still sitting by the bed.

"Are you planning something again?"

He laughed helplessly, walked up to her, pressed her on the seat of the dressing table and lowered his head to her ear, looking at the two cuddling each other in the mirror.

He smiled and picked up the comb next to the mirror: "What bun do you want to wear today?"

"My lord, the princess's medicine is ready."

"Come in." Lan Yuan was in a good mood and called Miracle Doctor Lu outside the door to come in, and he was a little careful in the movement of hairdo for her.

"One a day, half a month's dosage." Miracle Doctor Lu put the medicine bottle on the table, looked at the two people in front of the mirror, and retreated respectfully.

She was just about to reject him, but then she remembered that it is better to wear men's clothing for today's expedition. As for the bun, she is really not very good at it, and if someone is willing to help him, of course she would be disrespectful.

"Since I'm sending troops to fight, I'll trouble my brother to comb a man's hair for me."

(End of this chapter)