Mo Xiao looked at his tent and didn't say anything for a long time.

There were only three things in the empty tent: a hard wooden bed, a screen that could barely cover the bed, and a desk for his work.

Mo Xiao raised his hand and rubbed his brow, then asked, "Where should I sit?"

The person being asked hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out the cushion from under the table: "The princess has also prepared this cushion for your majesty."

Mo Xiao: "..."

Qiuyue, who had been following Mo Xiao, had a dark face. She couldn't help but said, "This is too simple."

Qiuyue went out dressed in men's clothes and had not spoken before, so no one noticed that she was a woman. As soon as she opened her mouth, the guard holding the mat realized that she was actually a woman.

The guard stared at Qiuyue for a long time, which made Qiuyue look even uglier. She felt offended and was about to open her mouth to scold him when she saw the guard put down the cushion in his hand and his tone became much colder: "This is a military camp, not a palace. This is the only condition. If you are not satisfied, you can just drag me out and chop me up."

Qiuyue felt very obvious hostility, but she couldn't figure out where this hostility came from.

"How do you talk like that?" Qiuyue said in a deep voice with a cold face.

The guard turned his head away and said in a calmer tone: "That's what I'm saying. If the girl is not satisfied, just chop me down."

"you……"

"Alright," Mo Xiao glanced at the guard, interrupted Qiuyue's words, and said in a deep voice, "Just make do with it when you're out. That's it. Go pack up."

Qiuyue pursed her lips and whispered, "Yes."

She looked at the empty tent and couldn't help wondering, what else could she pack? After thinking about it, she went forward to take a look at the wooden bed...

Here, Mo Xiao looked around, and finally walked directly to the table and sat down on it. In the palace, he was the emperor, and there were many things to pay attention to, but here, there was nothing to pay attention to, just do whatever is convenient.

Mo Xiao looked at the guard who had spoken before and waved to him: "Come here."

The guard was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously lowered his head and slowly walked to Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao stared at the person in front of him and said slowly: "Raise your head."

The guard was silent for a moment and slowly raised his head.

This was a handsome face, and if you looked closely, you could see some bookish air. However, the skin on this face was rough, and there was a scar on the chin, which diluted the little bookish air that was already there, and instead made it look a bit more fierce.

This person is considered an acquaintance.

It was none other than the eldest son of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, Lu Zian.

After Mo Xiao ascended the throne, he began to settle accounts, and the Lu family was also among them. The loyal and brave Marquis knew that he could not escape death, and in order to save his wife and children from suffering and humiliation, he simply set the entire Lu family on fire and left with the Lu family.

Lu Zian was their only blood. He was alive today because of his kindness and support for Lin Jiuqing. Otherwise, he would have died in the fire.

Later, Lu Zian could not face the fact that his family had died tragically, and even more so could not face Lin Jiuqing, his non-blood-related sister, so he traveled to the border, settled down there, built his career, and never returned to the capital again.

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