Jiang Muyu followed him to a tent, and she vaguely heard the familiar voice outside.

Clear, low and slightly hoarse.

She felt inexplicably nervous, straightened her clothes, and followed Jiang Chenan with her head lowered.

At this time, there were several generals standing in the tent. When they saw Jiang Chenan walking in with a thin man, they all looked over curiously, wanting to see what Governor Jiang's brother looked like.

Liang Qingchen, however, did not even raise his head, staring at the marching map in front of him to plan the best deployment plan.

Jiang Chenan walked up to him and bowed, "My Lord, the man has been brought here. He said he came to see you on behalf of the Princess."

When Liang Qingchen heard him mention Jiang Muyu, he finally turned his gaze to look over, but was stunned for a moment.

The "man" standing not far away was small and thin, wearing a gray cloth shirt, with his hair tied up only with a wooden hairpin. His skin was slightly dark, but even so, he still looked handsome.

Liang Qingchen blinked, somewhat incredulous.

The other person gave him a brilliant smile, with crooked almond-shaped eyes and a row of neat and beautiful white teeth.

He put down the small flag in his hand, walked quickly to her, suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand to touch her, and seemed a little cautious: "You..."

Jiang Muyu tilted his head slightly and said, "It's me."

The next moment, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

Everyone in the tent stared in amazement.

This, this, this prince has this kind of hobby?

Even Jiang Chenan was stunned. He stared blankly at the two people hugging each other tightly, and it seemed as if something in his heart collapsed.

It’s over. I never thought my brother-in-law would be such a person!

Jiang Muyu noticed everyone's reactions and found them funny, so he pushed Liang Qingchen away, stepped out of his embrace, and then stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek with mischievous intent.

Now everyone's expressions could no longer be maintained and all of them broke...

Liang Qingchen only noticed the reactions of others at this moment, and understood her little thoughts. He smiled dotingly, raised his hand to rub the top of her head, and said with a tone of reproach: "Why are you here? Don't you know that it's dangerous here because of the war?"

"Of course I know. I came here just for you."

"You've lost weight after the long journey." Liang Qingchen's tone was a little distressed, and he raised his hand to pinch her cheek.

Jiang Chenan finally couldn't stand it anymore and stood up: "Prince, how could you do this..."

Liang Qingchen looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with me?"

"So... so immoral!"

Liang Qingchen felt confused. He turned to look at Jiang Muyu and received a playful smile from him.

He immediately understood and smiled helplessly. Then when he looked at Jiang Chenan again, his eyes were filled with sympathy: "Vice Marshal Jiang, take a closer look at who this person is."

"Isn't she the child of my father's concubine...wait...this eyes, this smile, why do they look familiar..."

Jiang Muyu curled his lips and said, "Third brother, do you still remember who gave you your first sword?"

Jiang Chenan was stunned for a moment, then he looked again, his eyes widened, and he pointed at her: "You, you, you... why are you here..."

Jiang Muyu was helpless: "Didn't you bring me in?"

"No... I'm asking you why you came here. Shouldn't you be in the capital? Do you know how dangerous this place is?"

He didn't even recognize his own sister just now, but now that he recognized her, he starts scolding her.

If it weren't for the fact that the other person was his brother, Jiang Muyu really wanted to hold him down on the head and give him a slap on the head.

"Alright, Third Brother, I'm already here, no matter how much you scold me, it's useless."

Liang Qingchen coughed lightly and told the others, "Let's stop discussing today's plan here for now. You can go about yourselves. I have some personal matters to attend to."

Hearing this, the people in the tent responded one after another, and then consciously retreated one by one.

However, the rumor that Prince Rui had an affair with Long Yang soon spread in the barracks.

Jiang Chenan wanted to say a few more words, but after being warned by Liang Qingchen's eyes, he had to retreat silently.

Jiang Muyu was taken to another tent by Liang Qingchen.

As soon as he entered the room, he reached out and took off the wooden hairpin in her hair, and her black hair fell down like a waterfall. Before she could react, he held her chin and asked her to tilt her head back slightly. He leaned down and kissed her lips.

He kissed her a little hard, causing her lips to feel slightly numb.

Jiang Muyu was a little dazed, and he bit her lightly. His breath came over her and sprayed warmly on her cheek.

"Zhao Zhao, I miss you so much."

She hooked her arms around his neck, hanging on him like a koala, and smiled: "I know, so I came."

He walked to the bed, held her waist with one hand to prevent her from falling, and with the other hand took a handkerchief from the side, dipped it in water, and sat down to carefully wipe off the dark powder on her face.

Jiang Muyu pouted and said, "Do you think I'm ugly?"

"No." He pursed his lips and said honestly, "Your makeup is very realistic. I just feel a little uncomfortable. It feels like... I am kissing a man."

Jiang Muyu burst out laughing, reached out and touched the blue stubble on his chin, and asked, "I put on such a realistic makeup, so how come you could recognize me at first glance?"

Finally, he wiped off the powder on her face, revealing a white and tender face. He smiled and said, "Because Liang Qingchen will always recognize Jiang Muyu."

She was suddenly touched, and she went over to rub his neck, and whispered, "What should I do? I find that I seem to like you more and more."

Such straightforward and passionate words are like clear water dropped into sulfuric acid, which instantly boils.

Liang Qingchen couldn't help but kiss her lips, perhaps this was the only way to express the joy in his heart.

After a long kiss, Jiang Muyu felt the air was becoming thinner and thinner, and she felt dizzy, before he finally let her go.

She panted softly, put her hands on his neck, touched his jaw, and asked, "How long has it been since you last shaved?"

"Maybe three days, maybe five days, I forget when I'm busy." He frowned, a little annoyed: "Does it look bad for me to look like this?"

She shook her head and said with a smile: "The most handsome man in Tianqian Country is always good-looking."

No one knew where this title came from, but it spread throughout the capital over time. He used to find it boring and never took it seriously, but when she said it, it carried an indescribable tenderness.

"My Zhao Zhao always speaks in a nice way."

"That's right... Although the beard doesn't affect your appearance, it does prick people. Why don't I shave it for you?"

He nodded obediently: "Okay."

Jiang Muyu stepped out of his arms and found the razor according to his instructions.

The razors of this era are really just thin knives that can easily cut your skin if you are not careful.

She specially found a piece of soap, rubbed it into foam on her hands, and applied it to the area where his beard grew on his chin to have a lubricating effect. Then she took a knife and started to shave him.

She shaved him carefully, bit by bit, and then took a wet towel to wipe his face.

Finally, looking at the face in front of her that was still handsome after washing, she couldn't help but go over to him, hug him and shout, "Hubby, cuddle."

Liang Qingchen didn't understand: "What does this mean?"

Jiang Muyu smiled slyly and whispered something in his ear.

Liang Qingchen's face turned red instantly.