Chapter 250 Not Too Stupid
Cheng Duan honestly repeated what he had just said.
He asked nervously, "Princess, did Cheng say something wrong?"
Li Zhi weakly corrected, "You should call her Miss Song."
Then he added, "You can call me Doctor Song."
Cheng Duan glared at Li Zhi and was scared to tears before he could say anything.
He hugged his brother Li Cheng, crying and aggrieved, "This military officer is unreasonable."
"Hey, where did this little kid come from!" Cheng Duan was so angry that he stretched out his hand to grab him, but he dodged it nimbly by turning sideways.
He flexed his wrists and suddenly became interested. "If you have the guts, don't hide. I'll beat your ass to pieces."
Song Yanxi couldn't hear a word of the noise around her ears, and just kept muttering those words over and over again.
"In the sky...in the water..."
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she blurted out, "Yes, it's heaven!"
The two children in the tent were startled.
Cheng Duan asked doubtfully, "Are you hungry, Princess? Although there haven't been any hawks to eat these days, it wouldn't be difficult to shoot a couple and roast them for you to enjoy."
He was about to leave when Song Yanxi suddenly asked, "General Cheng, do you still remember the kite in the general's mansion?"
Cheng Duan immediately looked disgusted, "That ugly thing, why does the princess care about it?"
He said, "If the princess wants it, I will ask the best kite maker in the city to come and make one according to your design. It will surely be beautiful when it is released into the sky when the wind blows."
"Then I'll trouble you, General Cheng."
"It's not a bother...Princess?"
Cheng Duan only came to his senses halfway through his words.
The princess actually agreed?
The two brothers of the Li family also looked confused.
Making a human-shaped kite, it must be the idea of some general. It would be so ugly.
Compared to the two brothers, Cheng Duan seemed particularly excited and said hurriedly, "Princess, please wait a moment. I will bring the person to you right away."
"No hurry." Song Yanxi stopped him and asked, "General Xu, do you have any message for General Cheng to give me?"
Cheng Duan stopped in time, as if he suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out a bamboo tube from his arms and handed it to her.
"The patrol brothers found it on the city wall half an hour ago. General Xu said it must have been written by the prince himself."
Song Yanxi hurriedly took it, opened the bamboo tube and poured out the letter inside. The moment he opened it, he understood why Xu Xiao asked him to deliver it.
There were only four words on the thin piece of letter paper. Perhaps he was in a hurry when he wrote it, and there was a trace of ink dripping in one corner.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Although there were only a few simple words, Song Yanxi's heart, which had been hanging for two days, finally settled down.
Fortunately, he was fine.
otherwise……
She was not sure if she could still stay in the city as focused as before and continue to do what she was supposed to do.
After keeping the letter close to her body, Song Yanxi looked up and found that Cheng Duan was looking at her strangely, and her heart skipped a beat.
Is it still too obvious?
General Cheng is an upright person. If he noticed anything, wouldn't he think that her getting too close to His Royal Highness Prince Jin is unfaithful and immoral?
Song Yanxi lowered her eyes and stared at her fingertips, her heart in a mess for a moment.
She wanted to say something when she heard Cheng Duan say angrily, "Your Highness is really something. He knew that the princess, General Xu, and I were worried about the battle on the front, but he didn't even mention the battle situation.
It's such a big piece of letter paper, but I can't bear to write more than a few words, which makes me feel distressed. "
Song Yanxi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and followed his words, "Your Highness's actions were indeed inappropriate."
"Who says it's not true? When the prince returns victorious, the princess must help me to speak well of him."
When Cheng Duan said this, both of them were stunned.
Realizing that he had actually spoken his true feelings, he pinched his thigh hard and laughed dryly, "Princess, wait a moment. I'll go get the craftsman!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, without even realizing that there was anything wrong with what he had blurted out.
But the more anxious he was, the more it seemed that he was trying to hide something.
Song Yanxi felt her face burning, and she wanted to go out and get a basin of ice water to cool down her face.
Who would have thought that General Cheng, who seemed careless in the past, had such keen insight.
No, it’s because she didn’t avoid suspicion enough, which is why people noticed something was wrong. She has to stay further away from the prince in the future.
At the same time, in the camp outside the city.
Mo Jinchuan sat on the ground with his upper body naked, using a wooden stick as a pen to deduce the marching route that Liang's army might choose in the second half.
Beside him, Qiu Zongping applied medicine to him with red eyes, and swallowed the words back several times when they came to his lips.
Mo Jinchuan knew what he wanted to ask, but was too lazy to answer.
He only said, "Life in Hushan Camp is still too leisurely."
Qiu Zongping said gloomily, "Your Highness, are you looking down on me?"
Mo Jinchuan: "Not too stupid."
His voice turned cold, "If you feel that being a vanguard is too dangerous, then you can stay as the commander of the camp and take command."
Now that he has not appeared in public, he will temporarily take over the position of commander-in-chief and be in charge of the power to mobilize troops.
Qiu Zongping's expression immediately changed. He explained, "Your Highness knows that this is not what I meant. I admit my mistake."
He tactfully swallowed back the remaining words.
There was a tough battle to fight in the afternoon, and he didn't want to be beaten before he even left the tent.
Looking at the slightly red and swollen wound that seemed to be inflamed, Qiu Zongping couldn't help but say, "Your Highness is so careless about your own health. If Miss Song knew, she would definitely blame me for not trying to dissuade you."
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyelids and asked, "You have nothing to say?"
"This general..."
"If you dare to spread even a single word, you will be punished by military law."
Qiu Zongping snorted softly and muttered in a rather loud voice, "If Your Highness was really afraid that Miss Song would get angry if she knew, he shouldn't have treated himself so badly."
Mo Jinchuan's eyebrows jumped violently and he laughed angrily.
He said, "This time, I left something in the capital."
"What is it? Is it important? I will send someone back to the capital to get it right away."
Mo Jinchuan's lips curled slightly, "The whip on the altar in your ancestral hall."
With just one sentence, Qiu Zongping successfully retracted his bared teeth.
From childhood to adulthood, he was often beaten with that whip.
He scratched his head and quickly changed the subject, asking, "Your Highness, did you bring any facial oil? Could you lend it to me? The wind in the border town is making my face hurt."
"No."
"I clearly saw the prince wiping his face the day before yesterday."
"You remembered it wrongly."
Mo Jinchuan spoke seriously, and if Qiu Zongping had not been sure that he was not seeing things, he would have believed it.
He put down the medicine bottle and turned to turn over the bedding.
He muttered, "I saw it clearly yesterday, how could I remember it wrong?"
Seeing his hand about to touch under the pillow, Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened and he kicked him directly on the butt.
Qiu Zongping was bending over to look for something and fell directly onto the mattress.
He turned his head, a look of disbelief on his face.
It seemed that he didn't expect Mo Jinchuan to actually take action.
Such an indecent sneak attack!
Mo Jinchuan looked at him with disdain in his eyes, "If you were so careless, you would have died eight hundred times on the battlefield."
Qiu Zongping quickly got up from the ground, his eyes full of resentment as he said, "If Your Majesty doesn't want anyone touching your things, just say so directly. There's no need to do it yourself."
In fact, what he wanted to say was, shame.
Fortunately, no one else saw it in the tent at that time, otherwise how would he have the nerve to lead the troops in the future?
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said frankly: "I don't want to."
"I'm saying that Your Highness is not..." Qiu Zongping was stunned halfway through his words.
He asked tentatively, "What did the prince say just now?"
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