The queen is a bit cowardly

In the end, this ring fell into Jiang Qingluan's hands fiercely, and those coquettish and cute acts just now were of no use in front of Chang Lan.

"Your Highness, can you still drink next time?" Chang Lan asked, it seemed that this was going to break Jiang Qingluan's desire to drink.

"Don't drink anymore." Jiang Qingluan touched his palm, this reminds him of going to Kong You, when he was a scholar, he was often beaten.

Only then did Chang Lan put away her stern expression, she regained her former gentleness, and ordered the maid to prepare a bathtub and a change of clothes for Jiang Qingluan.

Jiang Qingluan moved her body obediently to stick to Chang Lan's side again. She tugged at the corner of Chang Lan's skirt and asked in a low voice, "Is Lan'er not angry?"

"I'm not angry at this time. If I drink like this again next time, I will be tens of millions times more angry than today. I will go back to Tianping City directly. Anyway, there are countless good men and women who don't drink."

"No!" Jiang Qingluan frowned, and took Chang Lan's hand: "Only one good girl is allowed, not to mention Erlang."

"Your Highness still needs to focus on the overall situation." Chang Lan said bitterly. She has always been cautious about self-discipline and did not ask Jiang Qingluan to be the same as herself, but the basic rules still need to be understood.

"Understood, Mr. Chang." Qingluan hooked Chang Lan's neck. She was originally taller than Chang Lan, but this face looked cute when viewed from a close distance. From the outsiders' eyes, this cuteness seemed like a hawk.

"Smells of alcohol." Chang Lan said disgustedly, and pushed her away: "I'll go to discuss the matter after I clean up, and you can go to bed after you clean up."

Playing with Chang Lan's hair, Jiang Qingluan nodded. Seeing how obedient she was today, Chang Lan thought it was only funny after getting angry. She first met Qingluan at the festival, and she thought she was beautiful that day. A smile is like a spring breeze caressing the face, Xiyang breaks through the clouds, and she likes it very much when she looks at it. After Jiang Qingluan entered the princess mansion, she saw the mountains and rivers in Qingluan's heart again. The wind is flying fast, and the posture of riding a horse is all admirable, but the longer the two of them spend together, the more they feel that those spring breezes, Xiyang, wind, rain, thunder and lightning are not as good as her current small river, which is endless and moistens things. Wu Sheng fell into the river as soon as he fell in love, and never wanted to get up again.

"Your Highness." Chang Lan's voice was gentle: "Promise me, treat yourself better in the future."

"En." Jiang Qingluan nodded, still brazenly leaning on Chang Lan's shoulder.

After a while, the bathtub was brought in. Chang Lan drove her away behind the screen, and then asked the maid to clean it up, but there was the sound of Jiang Qingluan entering the water in her ears, and she couldn't help but look there. About to see Jiang Qingluan enter the water.

"Princess, there are still hairpins left." The maid reminded.

Chang Lan just turned her head away, looked at the bronze mirror, and waited for the maid to tidy herself up.

"Princess, choose another one. I feel that the hair accessories are a bit monotonous." The maid took out the jewelry box and prepared to let Chang Lan choose. Many jewelry were left in the balance, but the things they brought were not worth much.

"No." Chang Lan stretched out her hand, let the maid help her to get up, then let the maid stay where she was, and walked towards the screen by herself.

The maids here are quite clever, and there are a lot of charcoal basins near the bathtub. I don’t know if it’s because of the charcoal basins. Chang Lan just feels a little hot, and she can’t help but look at Qingluan when she walks past the screen. Staring at herself with her eyes open, Chang Lan was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Let's see how your Highness is washing?" Chang Lan explained by herself.

"Didn't you just go into the water a while ago?" Jiang Qingluan naturally knew what Chang Lan was thinking, so she stood up from the water and asked, "Does the princess want to help Gu wash?"

Every time it was Jiang Qingluan who took the initiative, Chang Lan was always caught off guard by her in these matters, and suddenly felt that she was bound by etiquette, which was quite a disadvantage.

"If you want to wash, ask the servants to help you."

"Are you willing?" Jiang Qingluan asked back. After she and Chang Lan were together, she rarely asked her servants to help with these things.

"Is that lonely?" Jiang Qingluan said.

"No!"

"Then princess, help me." Jiang Qingluan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled badly: "Anyway, it's not impossible to make them wait for the discussion."

Chang Lan stared at Jiang Qingluan and swallowed involuntarily.

Jiang Qingluan turned around and said, "Come on, Lan'er, I can't touch this back."

Jiang Qingluan has been fighting for many years, and her body is solid and fit. Chang Lan couldn't help but took a step forward, and was about to touch that smooth skin, but immediately calmed down again, asking them to wait for something, is there any reason to wait?

"Your Highness, come by yourself." Chang Lan hurriedly turned around, "My Palace is never late for business, Your Highness should go to bed first."

Hearing the sound of hurriedly leaving footsteps beside her ears, Jiang Qingluan sat back in the bathtub in frustration, playing with the spices in the bathtub, only felt that Chang Lan's temper needed to be changed, as if it was her own hard work every time.

After tidying herself up, Jiang Qingluan wrapped herself in her pajamas and went to Chang Lan, or the couch for the two of them. Chang Lan wore a fragrance of flowers, and the couch was also full of her scent. Jiang Qingluan wrapped herself tightly, as if she was with Chang Lan. Together, and then slowly closed their eyes, waiting for the alcohol to evaporate from their sleep.

申县

It is not easy to eat wet food, even if it is cooked, it will have a musty smell. Some chefs have tried adding a little vinegar to it to eliminate the smell, but the vinegar is not cheap. It took a few catties of vinegar, and the doctor in charge of internal affairs felt that it was too extravagant, so he broke the vinegar within a few days.

The vinegar was cut off, but the rice continued to cook. In the past, the soldiers felt satisfied when they smelled the aroma of the rice. Although some people lived thousands of miles away from home, at least the military rations were not bad. Now, just watching the cooking room steam up, the smell makes people feel sick. I feel sick.

Luo Shun from Qipeng has been in the army for three years, and is now a superintendent, assisting the centurion in managing the team, but now he feels that the disgusting voices in the army can't be suppressed, because even he himself thinks the food smells good nausea.

"Luo Baifu, tell me, how long will we have to eat this food?" A soldier beside him asked.

Looking at the rice, Luo Shun also didn't have any appetite. It's not the time of war, and he's not that tired. In fact, he still has room for choice when it comes to eating.

"I still have to eat, how can I live if I don't eat?" Luo Shun took a mouthful of food with his head, and the smell came into his nasal cavity, and another kind of nausea came from his stomach.

"Then it's better to fight." The soldier said: "If there is a fight, the generals will listen to our words, and the food will be good."

"Yes, yes, what's the use of killing a few escorting soldiers? The weather is so dry and cold, and some rivers are frozen. How could it be that the soldiers got wet food?" said a corporal squatting on the ground. .

Luo Shun lowered his voice: "Don't speak nonsense."

The soldier smiled, but his voice was presumptuous: "What nonsense, who in our army does not know that Zhen Yingbo sent these grains on purpose, his daughter died, and he held a grudge against His Highness, so he sent these broken grains , I only hope that Jiang Qingluan will go back."

"You!" Luo Shun kicked like a soldier, "You want to lose your head!"

The soldier replied with a playful smile: "That is to say, in front of you, if there is a bigger elder, he will definitely shut up."

"Now the whole army spreads it like this?" Luo Shun asked.

"Well." The soldier nodded: "Anyway, there is such a thing, Luo Shichang, you should stop talking for the adults, anyway, let's make fun of it after dinner, we ordinary people are in dire straits all day long, and we came out of Shen County The gates of the city can still keep their heads, don’t you know, isn’t talking about the affairs of the scholar-bureaucrats just to understand and relieve fatigue?”

"Then don't spread the word." Luo Shun was still cautious.

"Okay." The soldier looked at the rice in front of him again: "This is the rice, I still have to eat it."

"Then eat quickly." Luo Shun said, "Practice after eating."

The corporal squatting on the side said again: "What is there to practice, and I don't open the door to fight, I'm not afraid of losing my head, I just want to get some military merits and go back to change the fields."

"Today, the fields turned to ice." The soldier said, "Live your life, you stutterer. Do you think it's Lao Luo?"

Luo Shun really hadn't thought about this problem. Serving as a soldier is a profession, and he just needs to support his family. If he doesn't serve as a soldier, he doesn't know what he can do. Now that Fu Guogong and his officials control the world, an ordinary citizen like him can only As long as he is still alive, if there is a time when God does not dream again, he is afraid that he and his family will become slaves in the end, so he will simply serve as a soldier and get paid, and his family will be safe.Thinking of this, he still misses when Jiang Qingluan was in power. In fact, he didn't understand the affairs of the Tian family, but at that time Jiang Qingluan was focused on conquering the west, and he won all the way. Whether it is to perform in front of Jiang Cheng or compete for a place in front of Jiang Qingluan, you have to do something practical. After Jiang Qingluan was deposed, the military attache clique was suppressed, and the power of the Gongqing back then is now in full swing. There is no one to fight and they fight on their own. In the end It is the people who suffer.

"Well. That's it." Luo Shun knew that the affairs of the nobles could not be changed by someone like him. Anyway, as long as he didn't become a slave, he would be fine.

"Anyway, I want military merit." The corporal leader said, "If I have military merit these days, I won't be bullied by the gentry when I go back to my hometown."

"Our country gentry are all offshoots of the wealthy family." The soldier said again: "It's not just a little military merit that can offend you. When you have time to charge, I'll let you go ahead."

"Both of you, let's eat!" Luo Shun said: "When the war starts, we will know everything. Perhaps the food in Fuyang County is worse than ours."

"Fart!" said the soldier, "I've heard that they drink and eat all day long. I don't know where the rebel got so much food?"

"You can't even call it a traitor." Luo Shun said, "After all, he is the former king."

"Whoever gives me food is the king." The soldier said, "If she gives me meat, I will also recognize her as the king."

"Shut up." The corporal leader stuffed a ball of rice into the soldier's mouth: "Your mouth will lose your head sooner or later."

The three of them smiled again, and talked about other things, but they didn't notice that there was a female soldier sitting on the straw hut behind them. The mouth is always right for the task.