Is Xianjun jealous today?

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Sitting there, Chang Le calmed down, gritted his teeth, wiped the medicinal wine for himself a few times, then quickly put on his clothes and went to Langyu's room.

When he reached the door, he hesitated before knocking.

"General."

"come in."

Chang Le pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Lang Yu looking for something on the bookshelf, he stepped forward and said, "What is the general looking for? I'll help you."

"No, just sit there."

"sit?"

Chang Le was a little apprehensive, how could anyone sit and serve others?

Langyu turned around and took a look at him, then said inexplicably: "You people in Chenyang Palace are really delicate."

Chang Le blushed again, he hurriedly explained, "It's not true, I'm too useless, my Highness is still very brave."

"Oh?" Langyu became interested, "Let's hear it."

For a moment Chang Le didn't know where to start, he could only talk about Yuan Zhao subduing Huo Qilin in Junshan a few days ago.

Langyu listened to him casually, and after sorting out the paperwork that had just been delivered on the bookshelf, she turned to him and said, "Let's go, go eat."

"Yes, General."

Chang Le cautiously followed Lang Yu, at this hour, there was no one in the dining hall, and the two of them arrived late at this moment, would it appear a bit abrupt.

Sure enough, as soon as the two walked in, they attracted a lot of attention. Those who are still here are all responsible for cleaning up the dishes and leftovers in the dining hall. "General, this subordinate is going to prepare a meal for you, please wait a moment, general."

The implication is that the meal has been eaten and can only be re-made.

Chang Le hurriedly said, "General, actually, I don't need to eat, I'm not hungry."

Langyu turned her head to the side, "But I'm hungry."

Changle: "..."

After hearing that, the man immediately said: "Your subordinate, go prepare now."

"En." Langyu turned around, but suddenly something happened, and she continued: "Tang cake, can you make it?"

Before chatting with Chang Le in leisure time, he could mention Yuan Zhao from time to time, and naturally he would also talk about his living habits and preferences.

For example, he likes to eat the candy cake made for him by Changle the most.

The man hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and said, "You can try it, subordinate."

Langyu looked around, then picked a clean and tidy table, said to Changle: "Sit."

Chang Le volunteered, "General, let me do it."

Langyu sat there looking at him, then pulled out the stool beside her, "Sit down, it won't be too late when you recover from your injury."

"This little injury is fine." Chang Le rolled up his sleeves and smiled, "General, just wait."

Serving a greedy crown prince, Changle's cooking of other dishes is top-notch, but the sugar cakes are truly unmatched by anyone.

After a while, he served a plate of fried golden sugar cakes. Langyu's conditions in Beihai these years may not be said to be difficult, but the frontier fortress is bitter and cold, and here are some rough men, and the food is not very refined. , so he has never seen such a showy food.

He picked up the chopsticks with some eagerness to try, biting off the sugar cake, it was crunchy and still falling off crumbs, and the sugar filling inside, after being burnt in oil, tasted right, sweet and very refreshing.

"Well, it's delicious."

Chang Le smiled, "As long as the general likes it, the subordinates see that there are still many ingredients in the back, wait a moment, general, I will be ready right away."

After that, Changle and Langyu didn't eat in the dining hall with other people, they only came to eat together slowly after everyone finished eating.

Langyu openly opened a small stove for himself and did not shy away from it, sitting openly in the center of the dining hall, and then eating delicacies made by Changle himself.

While Langyu was feasting on the food, it was natural that some gossip would be unavoidable.

For example, why is their general so nice to Changle alone?When he first entered Beihai, he was appointed as a servant in the army account, and after two years, he was promoted to Beihai forward, commanding [-] Beihai heavenly soldiers.

The most important thing is that the two of them are in pairs all day long, how can they not attract criticism.

"Out of double and in right?" Langyu couldn't help laughing, "What kind of words are these?"

Chang Le, who was standing on the side grinding ink for him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

After these two years of baptism, he has long since shed his innocence. From his initial thin body, he has transformed into a well-dressed Beihai striker who can stand alone.

"Tomorrow, take a few people to Jinjiu Town to have a look. I heard that it's not peaceful recently." Langyu flipped through the books in front of her and said casually.

"Yes, General."

Langyu said lightly again: "Be careful."

Chang Le's breathing stagnated for a moment, but after a moment, it was as usual, "I know."

In the evening, Changle rushed back from Jinjiu Town, and just as he led a few people into the courtyard, he felt that it was different from usual, and now there were bursts of laughter from the usually quiet courtyard.

He frowned, and went to the dining hall looking for the sound. He saw more than a dozen people not only blushing from drinking, but also yelling and chatting over the wine. He walked up and frowned and said, "Who allowed you to drink here? Are you not afraid of being punished by the general?"

One of the lieutenants staggered forward and said, "Go back to the front, yes, it was the general who asked us to drink."

Chang Le's eyebrows frowned even harder, "Why?"

Langyu has always been strict in governing Beihai, her taciturn and indifferent demeanor makes her not dare to be negligent when she is on a job. Recently, the border of Beihai has become even more uneasy. How can it be so good that the subordinates are allowed to drink?

"I don't know, hey, the general is happy."

Chang Le looked at the wine handed in front of him, raised his head and took a big sip, then wiped his mouth and told him, "Appropriate amount, don't delay tomorrow's training."

Originally it was so late, he planned to go back to his room, but after thinking about it, he still missed Langyu, so he turned around and knocked on the door again.

"General?"

After waiting for a long time without waiting for a response, he thought he might be asleep, but just as he turned to leave, the door opened, and before he could get closer, he smelled alcohol, and the light in the room was not bright. Thinking that only one candle was lit, he asked, "Why didn't the general light a candle?"

Before he could react, he was pulled into the room by Lang Yu's neck.

Chang Le panicked, "General——"

Langyu didn't know how much he drank, so he grabbed Changle's collar and sat crookedly on the chair, his strength seemed to have exhausted his strength just like that.

Chang Le took advantage of this strength to sit on his lap, frightened him so much that his eyes widened, his body went limp, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He didn't know what was going on in his mind at that time, but when he thought about it later, he couldn't remember anything except Langyu's almost perfect face.

Langyu sat back on the chair, still holding a small wine jug in her right hand, looking at the smiling face, it didn't seem like she was drinking away her sorrows.

Seeing that Chang Le didn't move or say a word, Langyu changed her previous serious image, stood up and patted his face, smiling, "What's wrong? You don't know me anymore?"

"I-I just—"

"What's the matter with you? Why are you stuttering again?"

Langyu squinted her eyes half-closed, and raised the jug in front of him, "Come on! Have a sip of wine! You won't stutter after drinking!"

Langyu tonight really lost his composure. In the past few years he has been here, he has never seen General Beihai who let his guard down like this. But one night, what happened?

He thought back, before going to Jinjiu Town, he heard that Emperor Donglin would come. Could it be that Jiuchongtian had some good news?

Changle looked at Langyu who was overjoyed in front of him, what could make him so happy?

Happy, as if it wasn't him anymore.

Langyu drank the wine in the flagon and murmured: "So it's not that I'm sick."

Seeing him mentioning it, Changle hurriedly probed, "What's wrong?"

The candlelight in the room was not bright, but it didn't prevent Chang Le from understanding the emotion in Lang Yu's eyes, the intoxicated eyes directly shocked his heart.

Langyu was so drunk now that he seemed a little confused, he panted heavily, and then lay on Changle's shoulder, muttering, "I, I can like him."

Chang Le's body froze, he felt cold from head to toe in an instant, he slowed down for a long time, until Lang Yu leaned on his shoulder and was about to fall asleep.

He said bitterly, "Your Highness?"

Even with the relationship between Yuan Zhao and Langyu, he still can't hide from Chang Le, who is so careful. In fact, he knows that he can always serve by Langyu's side, and he can get different care from ordinary people. Langyu's heart is tied to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whom he has served since childhood.

Langyu paid too much attention to Yuan Zhao. As long as Yuan Zhao was mentioned, he would be interested in everything, no matter how big or small. If you want to talk to him more, you can just mention Yuan Zhao.

Seeing that Langyu had stopped talking, Changle didn't want to ask any more questions. He took the jug from Langyu's hand and put it on the table. Although the posture of sitting in his arms was a bit weird, he was still a little reluctant to get up.

After thinking about it, there will be no more.

He helped Langyu onto the bed, and changed his clothes again, but he used to take care of these things, but ever since those rumors came out, he felt a little jealous in his heart, but Langyu didn't take it seriously , and also smiled and told him that the body is not afraid of the shadow slanting.

Changle can only laugh bitterly in his heart, but he is far from as free and easy as Langyu.

Changle is a cautious person, even though he loves Langyu like that, he can still hide his feelings very deeply.

When did Langyu know what he thought about her, it was probably that battle between immortals and demons.

Chujiu took General Zhenyun's Longxiaohu Talisman to Duanxinya to support Jiuchongtian. On the way, they encountered heavy encirclement by the enemy. Changle was severely injured in order to cover them and go first. After all, he escaped the siege, but he was shot by Liu Shi's feather arrow, and finally died in Langyu's arms.

Langyu looked at the person in his arms, he was always calm and composed, but he seemed a little at a loss, the blood on Chang Le's back dripped down the ground between his fingers, as if he couldn't stop for a moment, the man who had been honed in the battlefield The wheat-colored skin is also getting whiter.

Chang Le endured the pain, and said with trembling lips, "General, are you afraid that you won't be able to explain to Your Highness?"

Langyu frowned, "No."

"It's me who wants to join the army, and I want to follow the general. I'm willing to block that arrow for the general. The general doesn't have to blame himself"

Chang Le's hot blood flowed from his body, and his body also lost its original temperature and gradually became cold.

"General, I am the one who wants to like you. Your Highness will not blame you."

Langyu's complexion changed immediately, and the hands holding Changle subconsciously loosened.

In the past few years together, he never thought about this.

"I know that the general took care of me more because I am His Highness's valet. I know it all."

At that time, Tianhou was suspicious of Emperor Donglin, since Yuan Zhao begged her to send Changle to serve as a soldier, it would be better to ask Changle to go to Beihai, so as to hone herself and find out news for her, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds.

Even though Langyu knew what Tianhou was thinking, when he thought that he was Yuan Zhao's valet, he couldn't help but want to keep him by his side.

At that time, Yuan Zhao was very puzzled. His elder brother didn't look like such a hasty person.

Chang Le smiled stiffly, "In the future, I can no longer talk to the general about His Highness's affairs. You might as well try it yourself, don't regret it."

"My mother named me Changle, which means longevity, peace and joy. But counting down the happiest days in my life, they are the days with the general."

"It was the general who drew a beautiful dream for my devastated life."

"If—if—" Chang Le lowered his eyes, "I still want to be by the general's side."

"Fortunately, Chang Le did not disappoint His Highness, nor did he disappoint the general, did he, General?"

Langyu looked at him and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, "You are the best soldier I have ever led."

After Chujiu's death, Yuan Zhao completely broke with Langyu. In fact, from the first time he saw the boy in white, Langyu knew that he was already an outsider at that moment.

Later, Emperor Donglin was imprisoned, Chang Le died, and even Yuan Zhao regarded him as an enemy. Before Langyu, he only thought that he was a cold-blooded person who could ignore everything, but he was really loved by everyone. Abandoned, he will still be lost.

Sometimes I just call out "Changle" inadvertently when writing in front of the desk, and then look at the empty house and lose my mind for a long time alone.

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本篇完结。感谢在2022-01-2513:08:14~2022-01-2617:56:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of milk tea tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!