Half a minute after the emperor said "Don't regret it".
Xiao Nanhui regretted it as soon as he got back to his hometown.
Perhaps it was not just regret, she was actually a little scared.
In her brief encounters with the Emperor, she had added another sin to her score. This time, she had even tied a hairband for him, which, now that she thought about it, was like a mouse tying a bell on a cat.
The emperor's question about whether she was afraid of him had two possible meanings: first, simply asking whether she was afraid of him as a person, and second, asking whether she was afraid of the imperial power he represented.
However, no matter which one it was, as a minister of Tiancheng, she should not give that answer.
Although she didn't want to admit it, at that moment before dawn, she didn't regard the person in front of her as a natural monarch, but as an ordinary person, which gave rise to some strange emotions.
Now that I think about it, it must be because she hasn't had enough sleep recently, has a dizzy head, and was dazzled by the beauty, that she said that.
But the bad thing is that the people who hear that are always very sober.
After saying that ambiguous remark, the emperor returned to normal almost instantly, as if nothing had happened, and went down the mountain leisurely.
Xiao Nanhui's heart was in turmoil, and even his legs were shaking.
It is said that Tiancheng has a tradition of not killing military generals, and she does not want to be the exception.
The strong side of her nature was completely suppressed, and the weak side was exposed.
She attributed this strange phenomenon to the huge gap in status between them.
It must be because the other party is the emperor that she is always in such a mess.
With the help of the morning light, Xiao Nan staggered back to Mo Chunhua's tent in the camp.
She had barely taken two steps into the tent when she was hit twice on the head. Even so, she was still a little dazed.
Mo Chunhua angrily turned on the light, and only then did she see Xiao Nanhui's face clearly. After a moment's pause, she squinted and said, "Where did you come from? You didn't say a word. It's a good thing I didn't hit you with a big stick just now, otherwise your head would have exploded."
Xiao Nanhui ignored her and was too lazy to argue: Mo Chunhua, you can't hit her even with ten sticks, let alone one.
Mo Chunhua yawned, put on her thick jacket, turned around and saw her distraught look, raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, I haven't seen you for more than a day, and you've become like this. It seems that you have really offended His Majesty."
Xiao Nanhui remained silent. He took off the pingxian and threw it aside, then fell on his back on the small bed made of blankets and cushions, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, looking like a corpse.
Mo Chunhua snorted coldly, picked up the flat string and used it as a fire stick, poking it into the charcoal that was about to go out next to her.
Xiao Nanhui indeed glanced sideways.
"what you do?"
Mo Chunhua used a flat string to stir the charcoal brazier, making it clang and bang. "So it's not mute."
She opened her mouth, then closed it dejectedly, turned over and faced Mo Chunhua with her back, as if she didn't see it and didn't care.
After fiddling with it for a while, Mo Chunhua's hands felt a little sore. The charcoal was scattered all over the floor and she had to clean it up herself. She had no choice but to throw the pingxian aside angrily.
The bean-sized flame struggled weakly on the oil lamp, just like Xiao Nanhui's mood at the moment.
Mo Chunhua was so stingy that she was reluctant to add oil even when lighting a lamp.
Her eyelids drooped shut, and she wanted to take this opportunity to take a nap so that she could be alert to face the many troubles that would come later.
But Mo Chunhua couldn't close her mouth again, and kept muttering something in her ear. She used the skills she had honed over the years with Du Juan, and every word of those words went in one ear and out the other, leaving no trace.
The soft wool blanket wrapped her body, as if she was falling into the clouds. In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, a dream that seemed to have happened before emerged again.
She looked down in a daze and saw herself in her dream holding half a piece of clothing in her hand.
Moon-white clothes.
She looked up along the piece of clothes and saw a familiar figure.
It’s the fairy in moon-white clothes.
"Fairy, please stay."
Eh? This time she can finally speak.
The fairy really stopped and then slowly turned around.
This time, the glow on "her" face seemed to be slowly fading away, and finally the clear outlines of her eyebrows and eyes were revealed.
Wait, why is it him?!
"Xiao Nanhui."
No, don't call her name.
"Xiao Nanhui!"
Xiao Nanhui suddenly woke up from a light sleep. He blinked his eyes to bring his chaotic thoughts back to the present, and it took him a moment to remember where he was.
Mo Chunhua's face approached her from above. She had just called her anxiously, and now she was winking at her.
She looked back in the direction of the other person's gaze, and saw that a ceremonial officer in red had been standing there at some point, his eyes slightly lowered, standing there as politely as a puppet.
"Is Master Xiao awake?"
Xiao Nanhui jumped up from the couch, then quickly stood up and saluted, saying, "I've been very tired recently and a little lazy. I hope you won't blame me, sir. I don't know what's going on..."
She wondered if Xiao Zhun had new battle reports, but then she thought, if it was military intelligence, it wouldn't be reported by a ceremonial officer. She was really puzzled.
The ceremonial officer respectfully replied, "I, Your Majesty, have ordered you to invite the Right General to the royal tent for a meeting." He paused, clapped his hands, and two of his subordinate ceremonial officers entered, carrying a suit of silver armor. "This is armor specially prepared for you by His Majesty. Please put it on and face the Emperor."
The felt curtain of the tent was pulled up slightly, and a little bright morning sunlight came in, falling directly on the silver armor, making Xiao Nanhui's eyes bright.
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