The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

"My lord..."

Seeing Ling Fengshuo's determination, Beichen couldn't help but speak.

Just after saying two words, Jiang Yunluo held down her wrist and directly ordered: "Yan'er, go and pack the things in the car."

Yan'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but she didn't expect that she would actually agree.

Subconsciously, I wanted to dissuade her again, but after having been together for so long, I already knew her temper, so I had no choice but to turn around angrily and go to the car to get something.

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Yunluo was still feeling a little uncomfortable and coughed twice more.

But he never gave Ling Fengshuo another look and completely ignored him.

Ling Fengshuo sat condescendingly on the horse, the reins in his hands tightening unconsciously.

She is so stubborn...

After a cup of tea——

Yan'er jumped out of the car.

She was carrying a few packages in her left hand and two cushions in her right hand. She called out: "Beichen, the princess has a few more cushions in the car. Please help get them and put some more cushions so that the princess can sit on them." Be more comfortable..."

"Ah."

Beichen responded and let go of Jiang Yunluo.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunluo's figure suddenly swayed!

"The princess!"

Beichen hurriedly caught the person!

Jiang Yunluo's feet were unsteady and she relied on her inertia to lean on his shoulder.

Then he quickly recovered, stood up straight, and said softly: "I'm fine."

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that her face was already worse than when she set out.

Ling Fengshuo's eyes dimmed, and a blood mark instantly appeared on his palm from the reins!

Then he suddenly said in a deep voice: "The grain and grass cart is already full, and the space specially provided for you is already the limit. There is no room for you to bring so many things! Two cushions are enough!"

Ah……

Isn’t Jiang Yunluo very capable of enduring hardship?

It probably won’t hurt to have some bumps!

It was really uncomfortable, and he also had his personal bodyguard serving as a human cushion for her!

Yan'er couldn't help but blush when she heard this almost difficult request: "Your Majesty! Princess, she is still injured..."

"Smoke!"

Jiang Yunluo shouted to stop, almost unable to stand.

Any car is fine. She just wanted to sit down and adjust herself quickly. She didn't want Ling Fengshuo to stand here and watch the joke anymore.

He would never take her matter to heart.

How could you care?

Rather, it just gave him the opportunity to deliberately create difficulties!

"Don't waste the army's time... let's go."

Jiang Yunluo flicked her sleeves and took the lead towards the grain cart.

at this time--

"Your Majesty, can the remaining cushions in the princess's car be used by my young lady?"

Ruyue came over at some point and saluted Ling Fengshuo.

He obviously came here to ask for Jiang Yunluo's things, but he didn't even look at them!

She just looked at Ling Fengshuo with pretense of worry and said aggrievedly: "Miss is weak and has been a little uncomfortable from the bumps since the beginning, but she is afraid that the prince will be worried, so she is not allowed to report it. Now there are just a few extra cushions in the princess's car. This slave That’s why I had the guts to come and ask for it…”

"Shuang'er isn't feeling well?"

Ling Fengshuo frowned and glanced at the carriage in front of him.

Then he said to Black Eagle on the side: "Give me the order and let the army rest where it is for half a moment."

"Yes."

Black Hawk led the way.

Jiang Yunluo suddenly sneered in her heart.

Yan'er and Beichen also had incredulous expressions on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Fengshuo was heard giving another order: "Jiang Yunluo, ask your people to take down the rest of the mats."

"How can the prince be so biased!!!"

Yan'er suddenly scolded Ling Fengshuo!

The little girl's face turned red with anger, and she had forgotten the consequences of doing so!

Sure enough, Ling Fengshuo's expression changed instantly!

Ruyue also seized the opportunity and immediately provoked: "How dare you! How dare you, a little maid, be so presumptuous! You dare to say arrogant things in front of the prince, and I'm afraid you also said a lot behind his back..."

"Snapped!"

Before she could finish her words, she received a heavy slap on the face!

He was knocked to the ground directly!

"Who do you think you are? How dare you scream here!"

Jiang Yunluo looked down at the person in front of her, her eyes filled with boundless coldness, and her palms went numb.

This slap took almost all the strength of the body, but it only left a five-finger mark on the opponent's face.

Ruyue covered her face in embarrassment. She wanted to retaliate, but when she met her eyes, she felt as if someone had grabbed her by the throat, and her whole body shook uncontrollably!

"Jiang Yunluo!!!"

Ling Fengshuo's low roar sounded at the same time.

He never expected that Jiang Yunluo would dare to hit someone in front of him!

"What? This princess doesn't even have the right to teach a maid?"

Jiang Yunluo was not afraid at all, and said word by word: "When the master is talking, how can she interrupt? After learning the rules like this, I will be the one to discipline Liu Ningshuang!"

Ru Yue had already stood up. Hearing this, he immediately pointed at Yan'er: "She was the first..."

"Shut up! Don't you want your fingers anymore?"

Jiang Yunluo swiped her finger with an eye-dagger!

Ruyue's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately took her hand back, with tears rolling down her face. She said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty, this slave is just here to ask for a few cushions for the young lady. If it can make the young lady feel more comfortable on the road, this slap will also help." It’s worth it…”

The tone of her voice made Jiang Yunluo couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

She is indeed Liu Ningshuang’s maid!

It was almost brewed in the same teacup as hers!

It’s all full of tea!

But Yan'er was really impulsive just now, and if she really wanted to argue, there was no reason at all!

But she also did it for herself...

Just as Jiang Yunluo was thinking, she heard Ling Fengshuo say in a gloomy tone: "You still have the nerve to criticize others? How do you discipline your own people! Come on!"

He waved his hand, as if he wanted someone to drag Yan'er down directly!

"I see who dares to move!"

Jiang Yunluo stopped in front of Yan'er.

"Yan'er is just eager to protect the master, and it's excusable. I'll take out this cushion myself and regard it as compensation for that slap. Let's end this matter. How about that?"

Jiang Yunluo suddenly softened her attitude and tried to discuss with the other party.

Although it is just a simple task, to be able to do such a thing for others in her capacity is undoubtedly lowering her own status!

Ling Fengshuo didn't buy it, his face became more and more serious.

"Jiang Yunluo, how noble do you think you are?"

"You hit someone, and you only need to deign to do something small that everyone can do, and you want to calm down?!"

As soon as he finished speaking——

"Oh, you mean we can't reach an agreement?"

Jiang Yunluo suddenly raised the corners of her lips and took out a fire folding bag and a small porcelain bottle from her sleeves.

She took off the lid, blew gently twice, and the golden flames jumped up!

Then he walked directly to the curtain of the carriage!

"In that case, let's burn it on fire. It just so happens that I still have the powder I used to make explosives here."

Jiang Yunluo spoke in an understatement, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

"It's just a few pairs of cushions, but after all, they are my princess's things. I gave them to her, not because I'm afraid of you, Ling Fengshuo! But because I don't want to waste my time. Since she likes things I don't want so much, , why not reward her? If you don’t want to give it, just tear it up and destroy it, what can you do?"