Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

When Jiang Xian woke up, there was nothing beside him.

As soon as he got up, he fell back with a scream, his back was sore, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and there was nowhere to see anyone.

The damned bald donkey didn't remind him that a person recovering from a serious illness can be so strong.

Qian Zuisheng didn't go far away, he kept talking to Qianyechen outside the tent.

Jiang Xian's methods of shock and thunder, and strict military management, did not limit the freedom of Wei Cang and Qianyechen.

Qianyechen and Wei Cang didn't make excessive demands, and didn't even mention Qianyeran.

"Drink more."

Qianyechen urged Qianzui.

Qian Zuisheng knew that it was not easy to find some ginseng soup in this wilderness and wilderness, Qianyechen must have given his share to Qian Zuisheng.

But he still appreciated it and drank it all in one go.

"That's right!"

Qianyechen looked at Qian Zuisheng with crooked eyebrows: "Brother Zuisheng, I will take you to see the general in a while! You don't know, your prince can actually sew threads on people, like Baijiayi, very powerful .”

"Um……"

Qian Zuisheng lowered his head, a brief smile appeared on his pale face.

It's just that the smile was too short, before Qianyechen could react, Qian Zuisheng had already heard the sound, and strode towards the tent.

"woke up?"

Qian Zuisheng hurriedly supported Jiang Xianjing's back.

"Is something uncomfortable?"

Jiang Xian cast a sideways glance at Qian Zuisheng in shock: "You're so delicate, don't make a fuss, I'm just getting violent."

After sleeping, Jiang Xianjing's face looked a lot ruddy.

The snow-white underwear was loosely wrapped around her body, and the red marks ran along the smooth jaw, passed by the beautiful collarbone and fair chest, and stretched all the way to invisible places.

Qian Zuisheng's cheeks were slightly burning: "Last night... I... I was wrong last night... I will pay attention next time... Who told you... not to reply to my letter?"

Jiang Xian almost choked himself to death with a breath of shock.

What kind of shit theory is this?

Just because you don't reply to your letter, you are sick and want to kill me every day?

Jiang Xianjing slapped himself on the forehead, and didn't get entangled in this topic. He pointed to the shelf next to him: "Bring the clothes here."

"Well, good." Qian Zuisheng took the order, and hurriedly got his clothes, with his aggrieved appearance, people who didn't know thought he was the one below.

Without Jiang Xianjing's instructions, Qian Zuisheng dressed Jiang Xianjing very consciously, and after getting dressed, both of them had trouble.

The marks on the neck cannot be concealed.

The south of the Yangtze River is hot, and some soldiers even go into the river shirtless. Jiang Xianjing can't be surrounded by a circle of fox fur.

But going out like this is not outrageous, the majestic commander-in-chief of the three armies, is he so slutty?

Even if Jiang Xianjing was thick-skinned and didn't care, Qian Zuisheng, who was extremely possessive, would not agree.

Only he can see what Xian Jing looks like at certain times.

While the two of them were staring at each other, Qianyechen outside the tent said, "Brother Zuisheng, do you want to help?"

Qian Zuisheng didn't expect that she hadn't left yet, she lifted the curtain and walked out: "Take it out..."

"what?"

"cosmetics."

"What kind of makeup powder do you bring for marching and fighting... Just give it... Brother Zuisheng, why did you snatch it yourself... Do you know how... Do you need my help... Hey..."

Wei Su walked over with a serious face: "Your Highness, please come back!"

"Hmph..." Qianyechen stomped his feet, "Unload the mill and kill the donkey."

"Does it hurt... Lift it up... Can't wipe it off..."

"Bah, something you're not ashamed of, put it in my mouth carefully..."

Wei Cang and Mo Zhuang hated seeing each other late, and when they heard that Qian Zuisheng had woken up, they helped each other and went to Jiang Xianjing's tent early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, I heard these as soon as I got close.

Wei Cang's face turned red and white.

The lover prostituted himself all day long, and Mo Zhuang almost wanted to bury his face in his crotch.

Wei Su just came back after fetching water, seeing that the elders had misunderstood, coughed hurriedly, stepped forward to salute: "I have met the general, good morning, father!"

Jiang Xianjing came out first, followed by Qian Zuisheng, one in black and one in white, both of them were neatly dressed, and they looked beyond serious.

Did you hear it wrong?

Mo Zhuang and Wei Cang looked at each other.

Qian Zuisheng's eyes were red, and he stared blankly at Mo Zhuang's empty right arm.

But Mo Zhuang laughed: "Princess, don't worry, my left hand is also very good. I can drink soup and eat with a spoon very smoothly. Hehe, rejuvenate...return to innocence..."

Mo Zhuang's voice lowered little by little, he didn't understand how the more comforting Qian Zuisheng's eyes became redder.

"Teacher, General Wei, don't stand outside, please come in!"

Several people chatted casually, except Mo Zhuang, everyone had their own thoughts, Wei Su looked coldly at Jiang Xian's startled and Qian Zui's voice, and his eyes dimmed a little bit.

Before leaving, Jiang Xianjing deliberately asked Qian Zuisheng to send Wei Cang off.

The grass is luxuriant and the green smoke curls up.

Qian Zuisheng walked side by side with Wei Cang.

Wei Cang opened his mouth first: "The prince and the prince are very close."

"Xian Jing was messing around, making old Wei a joke." Although Qian Zui's tone was light, there was a hint of complacency that could not be concealed.

Wei Cang was terrified: "It is right for a husband and wife to be closer."

Qian Zuisheng nodded, as if agreeing with Wei Cang's words.

Wei Cang hesitated for a moment, then tentatively opened his mouth: "The dog is not talented, and he has caused trouble for the prince, right?"

Qian Zuisheng smiled slightly: "Wei Su is very good. He has been wronged by me all these years. Mr. Wei doesn't have to worry. I will talk to him when I have a chance. He should stay because of the deep love between father and son."

Wei Cang was completely stunned, his heart sank again and again until it reached the bottom of the valley.

He finally couldn't help but lower his voice: "Prince, Qianyu Country is in turmoil and surrounded by wolves. Only you can save us. You can't abandon the country and society for the sake of your children!"

"Oh?" Qian Zuisheng looked into the distance, "Old Wei thinks, what should I do?"

Wei Cang took a step forward: "Naturally, we should first persuade the prince to abandon the previous suspicions and help us repel Babur."

"and then?"

"The old minister is willing to help the prince to make further progress."

"Going further?" Qian Zui smacked these four words carefully.

Once upon a time, he exhausted all his organs and traveled thousands of miles to Jiangling Kingdom as a hostage, so why not for these four words?

And now?

How can a dying person talk about ambition?

Qian Zuisheng didn't turn his head back: "Old Wei is confused, Your Majesty is an old man, and the crown prince is in his prime, so why is the country in danger? Besides, isn't the queen of the rain responsible for today's situation?"

Wei Cang knew that he had resentment in his heart: "After a thousand rains, if you communicate with foreign enemies, the prince will naturally punish you."

"If the name is not correct, the speech will not be correct?"

Wei Cang's eyelids twitched, Qian Zui Sheng's sword eyebrows slightly raised, his thin lips parted slightly, his words were not as cold as usual, and there was an evil spirit in them.

"At this time and at that time, the prince has made great contributions in repelling the enemy this time, I think..."

Before Wei Cang could finish speaking, Qian Zuisheng stopped in his tracks: "Old Wei has worked hard all day, let's rest early!"

"Prince?"

Wei Cang wanted to persuade him again, but Qian Zuisheng had already left without looking back.

"Report!"

A soldier holding a letter ran past Wei Cang in a panic, and headed straight for Jiang Xianjing's tent.

Something happened again?