Jiang Qingqing poked her head out and saw a bearded man sitting in the main seat, waving one hand.

Like a Zhang Fei.

Compared with Jiang Qingqing's shock, Xiao Linting seemed very calm and composed.

Xiao Lang, who was sitting in the main seat, saw clearly that there was a child in Xiao Linting's arms.

He frowned and coughed lightly, "Well, why bring a little kid to the barracks? There are only rough men in the barracks. Who can take care of this child?"

When he said this, Xiao Linting turned around, picked up the teacup, and was feeding Jiang Qingqing water.

At first, Jiang Qingqing was not used to Xiao Linting's meticulous care. But later, when Jiang Qingqing stared at the handsome face of the emperor's uncle, she suddenly had no intention of resisting.

Just think about it, how happy it would be if a handsome man took care of himself.

She was drinking water with peace of mind when she heard General Xiao calling her a little brat.

She had a stitch in her side and the water in her throat went into her trachea. Then she began to cough violently.

"Look, look, the children from Kyoto are so precious that they can even choke when drinking water. Tell me, who will take care of them!?"

Xiao Lang seemed to have caught something, pointing at Jiang Qingqing's delicate appearance, wishing he could point out her faults.

On this side, Xiao Linting, who was considered by Xiao Lang to be unable to take care of children, calmly raised his hand and gently patted her back to help her calm down.

He put down the teacup in his hand, skillfully took out a plain handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently wiped the water from the corner of her mouth.

This set of movements can be described as flowing like water.

Xiao Lang was so shocked that he sat there, unable to utter the next word.

Jiang Qingqing raised her hand to wipe the water from the corner of her mouth, then raised her head to look at General Xiao who was discriminating against Kyoto.

"Hey, this kid looks familiar. He looks like..."

Xiao Lang stared at Jiang Qingqing's small face, which was as big as a palm, and exclaimed. He patted his forehead, as if forcing himself to remember.

Jiang Qingqing originally wanted to start a quarrel, but when she saw that he looked familiar, she thought that after all, he was the uncle of the Emperor's uncle, the Xiao family, so she let him go for the time being.

"Ah! I remember now! A delicate little brat like you loves to play with young boys like our Lin Ting!"

Jiang Qingqing: “…”

She shouldn't have expected anything from such a reckless man. Her thoughts just now were rash.

She frowned and was about to say, "How could a general like you make such a generalization?"

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Linting looked at Xiao Lang and called him "Uncle" very calmly. Then he put his five fingers together slightly and raised them in the direction of Jiang Qingqing.

"This is Princess Dunming, the eldest princess's niece."

The tone of his voice was always calm.

Jiang Qingqing looked up at the emperor's uncle, and finally at Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang's expression changed from disgust at first, to quickly suppressing his negative expression, and hurriedly straightened his face and looked at Jiang Qingqing.

"It turns out to be the little prince! I was wondering! How come this little baby looks so pretty!"

The verbal address from "little brat" to "little baby" is seamlessly connected.

The speed at which Xiao Lang's expression changes is the fastest that Jiang Qingqing has ever seen among her men.

But there was one thing she didn't quite understand: why the emperor's uncle specifically mentioned the eldest princess.

Xiao Lang was trying to cover up his embarrassment by laughing out loud.

A soldier outside the house shouted a report, which perfectly helped Xiao Lang divert his attention.

"Come in!" Xiao Lang shouted without hesitation.

The soldier outside lifted the tent and walked in. He first performed military etiquette to Xiao Lang, and then did the same to Xiao Linting.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Lang took the initiative to ask about the situation of the soldiers.

The soldier turned his head to look at the main seat, uttered an "oh", and then said: "The suburban courtyard has been almost arranged. The military advisor has calculated the time and said that dusk is the best time to get married."

"That's it, how's the layout going? Is there anything missing?!"

As Xiao Lang spoke, he stood up. He didn't dare to look in Xiao Linting's direction again. He walked to the side of the soldiers and pretended to leave.

The soldier was just as Xiao Lang said, a rough man, how could he understand General Xiao's expression.

"General Xiao, do you want to come and see it too? It's so festive, everything is bright red, our military camp hasn't been so lively for a long time!"

The soldiers turned to look at Xiao Linting, and happily called Xiao Linting and the other two.

Xiao Lang originally wanted to escape from Jiang Qingqing's sight, but who knew that this subordinate was so ignorant of reading people's expressions? He quickly raised his hand and forced the soldiers out of the tent.

As he walked, he could faintly hear Xiao Lang muttering, "Can't you see my expression? Did I ask you to invite that brat?!"

"Ah? But didn't the general personally invite General Xiao to preside over the wedding?"

"Why do you have to say so much!?"

The sound of Xiao Lang gritting his teeth could be heard faintly.

Jiang Qingqing burst out laughing.

Xiao Lang is indeed a real rough man, and he is not very careful with his words. But he speaks directly, without any bad intentions. He is bad, but understandable.

"Why did the Imperial Uncle deliberately mention the Imperial Aunt just now?" Thinking of Xiao Lang's nature, Jiang Qingqing thought of the details just now.

She couldn't help but ask about Xiao Linting.

Xiao Linting put Jiang Qingqing down, then stood up, patted the wrinkles on his body, and took her out of the tent.

As he walked, he said, "It's nothing. My uncle once had the honor of meeting Her Royal Highness the Princess at the border. He liked her very much and has always wanted to get close to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Oh, is this still a story where the king is interested but the goddess is not?!

This little gossip made Jiang Qingqing's eyes light up.

"My royal aunt was going to the frontier, so that should have been when Marquis Xiping was still around, right? Did General Xiao fall in love with my royal aunt at that time?!"

She excitedly chased after Xiao Linting, trying hard to keep up with his pace, while she couldn't help but look up at Xiao Linting's expression.

Xiao Linting hid a hint of smile in his eyes and shook his head. "Marquis Xiping was already seriously ill and didn't have much time left. The princess went to the border just to pack Marquis Xiping's clothes herself."

Jiang Qingqing never imagined that this rough-looking Xiao Lang would actually like the calm and gentle lady from aristocratic family like her royal aunt.

"Then why does he keep saying that people in Kyoto are precious and look down on Kyoto?"

Xiao Linting raised the corner of his eyebrows, he stopped, and Jiang Qingqing also quickly braked.

Then, following the uncle's gaze, she saw a red courtyard not far away.

"Your Highness, there is a saying that goes, if you can't reach the grapes, they will be sour."

Jiang Qingqing nodded in understanding. This was love that could not be obtained, so she simply turned to hate because of love! ?

Good job.