After all, appearance is justice. Before the other party has committed any principled problems, she can slap herself twice in the face even if she is angry at his face.

Although she said so, her tone was cold and a little dissatisfied: "The beauty enters the warm tent, and the red sleeves add hot soup."

"Master Fusu is so lucky."

Upon hearing this, Prince Fusu was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Rongrong had already clenched her fists, waiting to hear his explanation.

"This is the first time I know Rongrong has such great literary talent, but it's a waste of talent to use it to complain about me."

"Hmph, even though you're praising me, I'm still angry!" Li Rongrong pouted and said proudly.

Suddenly, he bowed to the gods in the sky, "Fusu swears to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky and the immortals of Qin that Fusu has always been upright in his life. If there is really a beautiful woman by my side, it will only be Li Rongrong."

Listening to his words, the dissatisfaction in my heart finally disappeared.

"Well, since you swear to me, I will believe you."

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After that, she looked into his eyes through the mirror.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. The way he looked at her was full of doting and love, and there was no falsehood.

"No more chatting. I can't sleep in at home tomorrow morning. Good night."

"Well, good night."

After the image in the mirror disappeared, Li Rongrong put the mirror back in place and then lay down on her vagina which had not been touched for a long time.

Wrapped in the quilt, I couldn't help but roll over in bed.

But I couldn't suppress the smile on my lips.

Really, after chatting with Fusu for a long time, I always feel that I have become inexplicably childish.

This was something that anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was going on, but she just wanted to do it a few times. Could this be the so-called magic of love?

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Fusu, who also felt the magic of love, put away the emotions on his face and returned to his usual elegant and graceful appearance.

He wrapped himself in a thick military coat, put on black gloves, wrapped himself tightly and walked out of the tent.

The biting cold wind whistled past his ears, freezing him to the bone, but it didn't seem to have any effect on Fusu. He walked forward with firm steps, his eyes sharp and calm.

Zi immediately came forward, bowed respectfully to Fusu and said, "Sir, Bai Ye Na has been taken away and is locked up in the tent at the back."

"She is very ambitious, so you should keep a close eye on her. If you are sure that she has bad intentions, deal with her according to military regulations." A cold light flashed in Prince Fusu's cold eyes.

Although he has always been known for his tolerance and gentleness, he will never be lenient towards those foreigners who have evil intentions and want to persecute the Qin Dynasty.

He is just a kind, gentle and polite person, but this does not mean that he will tolerate any behavior that threatens the Qin Dynasty.

As the two were talking, a patrolling soldier came running over and said nervously, "Sir, we found a group of unidentified people wandering around."

Fusu's heart tightened. He realized that the situation might be a little bad, and immediately gave the order: "Everyone be on alert!"

The soldiers acted quickly, picked up their weapons, and prepared for battle.

Soon, the group gradually approached the camp.

Fusu raised the torch and looked in the light. He saw that they were wearing ethnic minority costumes similar to those of Bai Ye Na, and the leader was a burly man.

"Wait...we mean no harm." The man said with a simple smile on his face.

He looked simple and honest, but his eyes revealed a sharp and fierce aura that was definitely not possessed by an ordinary person.

And if you look closely, you can find that the other people around him also have serious expressions. Their movements and postures are obviously different from those of the surrounding Qin people. They seem more like well-trained soldiers.

Although they try to conceal their identities, it is still difficult to completely erase the subconscious habits.

"Who are you? Why are you so close to the military camp?" Liu Zhi glanced at Prince Fusu and asked.

"My name is Bai Yeba. We are villagers from this area. My sister got lost this morning and we are here to look for her. I wonder how many soldiers can see my sister."

"It's snowing heavily, and we haven't seen any women, let alone your sister." Liu Zhi looked impatient and was about to drive them away. "Go, go, go. We have to travel tomorrow. Don't disturb my young master's rest."

"Liu Zhi, you must not be rude to the people." Prince Fusu was standing in the snow at this time, and no one around him could suppress his noble air.

Bai Yeba's eyes rolled around and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

With a big smile on his face, he said to the young man in front of him, "This young man looks very impressive, he must be a noble man! In these days of heavy snow and ice, I'm afraid we won't be able to travel in the next few days."

"If you don't mind, you may come with us to the village to rest for a night. It won't be too late to set off again after the snow melts." Bai Yeba made a warm invitation.

Hearing this, the other people turned their eyes to Prince Fusu, waiting for his response.

Fusu nodded slightly to show his agreement.

At this time, Zi, who was standing by, spoke up at the implicit signal from Prince Fusu: "I'd better stay in the military camp."

Fusu looked at Zi, with a glimmer of admiration in his eyes.

He nodded slightly and replied, "Okay."

In this way, Fusu led a group of people and followed these people who called themselves "villagers" towards the nearby city.

Baiyeba led the way with a torch in hand, while Fusu and his men followed closely behind.

Along the way, they walked through thick snow, and the black rubber shoes worn by the soldiers made a squeaking sound.

Suddenly, snowflakes began to float in the sky and the wind was bitingly cold, but Fusu and the soldiers he brought with him were not affected by the cold. They remained alert and looked around.

After a trek of two incense sticks' time, they climbed over a not-too-high hill and saw a quiet village in front of them.

The village is surrounded by a low wall with dozens of houses inside. It is brightly lit, but there is no sense of human habitation.

"Is this the city you are talking about?" Fusu asked.

"Yes, sir. Although our village is not big, it is of some size." Bai Yeba replied.

Prince Fusu nodded and looked around.

This village doesn't look like anyone has lived here for a long time. Although all the original things are available, some of the daily necessities look like they haven't been used for a long time.

This village is full of weirdness.

"Sir, you and a few soldiers can live in this yard." Bai Yeba took them to a house in the center.

Prince Fusu looked at the houses around him.

The house was surrounded, and any movement there could be easily detected.