Wei Linglong nodded, "Okay."

She picked up the veil and put it on, then followed the soldier.

Wei Linglong was afraid of meeting Wei Wuji, so she always wore a veil when walking in the military camp.

The military camp was stationed on a plain, and on the right was a long and mighty river, making a roaring sound.

As autumn has arrived, many soldiers have lit bonfires, gathered together to roast fish for warmth, drink hot wine, and chat.

There were also many young military doctors, carrying medicine boxes, walking in a hurry and as fast as the wind.

Wei Linglong lowered her head and followed the soldiers, the light from the tent flickering on her face.

Suddenly, she stopped.

The soldier heard no more footsteps, and when he turned around, he saw the young lady with tears in her eyes.

He scratched his head in confusion, "Girl, why are you crying? If others see it, they will think I am bullying you."

Wei Linglong quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes and whispered, "Brother, listen."

The soldier pricked up his ears when he heard this.

In the noisy night, amidst the whispers of people, the sorrowful sound of a Qiang flute floated in the air and spread through thousands of tents.

The soldier listened attentively and his eyes became red involuntarily.

This is a nursery rhyme well-known to Wei Zhaoguo.

The originally cheerful and lively music, when played by the Qiang flute, evokes people's melancholy for no reason.

It reminds me of the bright moon and willows in my hometown, and the gentle old dreams.

People who play the Qiang flute must miss their hometown very much.

After the song, the two gradually came back to their senses.

The soldier stretched out his big hand, wiped the tears from her face, and asked, "Girl, are you also from Wei Zhao?"

Wei Linglong nodded.

The soldier sighed, "I just hope the war ends soon."

As he spoke, the soldier stopped and pointed to the tent in the front. "I was so busy talking to you that I forgot to take you to find Captain Lan. Look, it's right in front. Go by yourself. I'm going to get some noodles."

Wei Linglong nodded, "Okay, thank you, brother."

The captain's tent was much larger than that of an ordinary soldier, and the lights were brighter.

Wei Linglong lifted the curtain and went in. Her eyes turned slightly white due to stimulation, and she also smelled a clear and cool floral fragrance.

She lowered her head, and from her perspective, she could only see a neat and tidy desk. In a jade vase on the far left, there was a bunch of fresh pale white chrysanthemums.

A bony hand was holding a pair of scissors, trimming the sparse branches and leaves around the flower stalk.

The man's movements were lazy, but each cut was just right, making the originally messy chrysanthemum branches gradually become elegant and cool.

As a princess, Wei Linglong has been taught by famous teachers since she was a child and learned various ladylike talents.

Flower arrangement is an essential skill for noble ladies.

She was surprised.

Are there such elegant people in the military camp?

Her flower arranging skills are almost as good as her teacher back then.

Just as Wei Linglong was daydreaming, a cold and magnetic voice rang out.

"Are you the fireman who is responsible for cooking for me?"

Nangong Yu originally thought that the stoker would be a burly man, and wanted to remind him to cook more seriously next time.

After seeing that it was a little girl, Nangong Yu could no longer vent his anger.

He is a grown man, so what's the big deal about him getting angry at a woman?

He put down the scissors, pointed at the pig's trotter beside him, and said implicitly: "Take the pig's trotter you made away."

Wei Linglong let out an "ah".

This captain must be sick. He asked her to come all the way here just to take away the pig's trotter?

She raised her head and met the captain's eyes.

Wei Linglong's eyes widened.

Nangong Yu?

How could this captain be Nangong Yu?

Wei Linglong immediately wanted to escape.

The next moment, she thought of the veil covering her face and felt a little relieved.

Nangong Yu would definitely not be able to recognize it.

……..

Nangong Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white with excitement.

The woman in front of him was dressed in plain clothes and had a petite figure.

The white veil covered her face completely, leaving only two small holes so that she could see the road clearly.

But he still recognized it at a glance.

This person is Wei Linglong.

How did she end up working as a cook in the military camp?

Nangong Yu suppressed his complicated emotions, pretended to be calm, and asked calmly: "Why are you covering your face?"

Wei Linglong lowered her head even lower.

"I am ugly and I am afraid I will scare you, my Lord."

Nangong Yu listened to her deliberately lowered voice, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I have another reason to call you here. I have a big appetite and need to eat many meals a day. There is a small tent behind my camp. You can move in there and cook and bring me meals every day."

Wei Linglong frowned slightly and pursed her lips.

For a moment, she almost thought that Nangong Yu recognized her.

But when he looked at the man's indifferent and cold expression, he felt that he was overthinking.

"knew."

Nangong Yu looked businesslike and waved his hand, saying, "If you have nothing else, leave now and don't disturb my rest."

Wei Linglong became even more certain that Nangong Yu definitely did not recognize her.

Afterwards, Wei Linglong moved to the tent behind Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu asked her to cook every night. He could cook whatever he wanted, but she had to serve it herself.

Secondly, Nangong Yu also asked Wei Linglong to watch him finish eating before taking the bowl away.

After each meal, Nangong Yu would compliment it indifferently, saying that it was delicious.

Wei Linglong didn't show it on her face, but she was very happy in her heart.

She just said her cooking skills are still okay!

Before the war, Wei Linglong spent one hundred taels of silver to bribe a cook, intending to replace her and stay in the military camp.

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