Meng Zhengxi felt uneasy all over and pushed away the person sitting on her lap.
She stood up and said, "I...I'll go talk to the madam."
With that, he fled the room as if he were escaping.
Ning Qing watched his flustered back, her eyes filled with amusement.
My wife is as innocent as ever!
When Ning Qing had finished eating and drinking, Meng Zhengxi reappeared in the room with a piece of paper in his hand.
He gently placed the paper on the table in front of Ning Qing.
Ning Qing glanced at it and saw three large red characters appear in her line of sight.
"A contract of servitude?"
When she looked up, a perfectly timed look of surprise and astonishment appeared in her eyes.
Meng Zhengxi nodded slightly to her.
Ning Qing rushed over again, stretching out her arms to hug Meng Zhengxi tightly.
"Great, from now on I'm yours."
Upon hearing this, Meng Zhengxi's lips subtly curled into a smile.
He reached out and gently patted Ning Qing's back.
"Go pack your things, I'll wait for you here."
Ning Qing responded with a "Okay".
He gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
Only then did she release him, turn around, and walk briskly out of the room.
Hearing Ning Qing's light footsteps, Meng Zhengxi felt a sense of lightness in his heart as well.
My palms covered my cheeks, where a trace of warmth still seemed to linger.
She muttered to herself, "Why does he like kissing other people so much? I have to make him change his ways. I can't let him kiss every cat and dog he sees."
Before long, Ning Qing reappeared at the door, carrying a small bundle slung across his back.
Meng Zhengxi stood up and looked at the small bundle on his back. "Have you packed everything?"
Ning Qing nodded. "Okay, all done."
Upon hearing this, Meng Zhengxi strode out of the room.
"Keep up".
When the two arrived at the stable, Meng Zhengxi was the first to mount the horse.
He sat on horseback and reached out his hand to Ning Qing.
"Come up."
Ning Qing placed her hand in his palm, and with the help of his palm, she put her foot in the stirrup and lightly leaped onto the horse's back.
She sat in Meng Zhengxi's lap.
When Meng Zhengxi saw Ning Qing mount her horse with light and agile movements, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
He couldn't help but think to himself: his decision was definitely right; this person looked like a promising martial arts talent.
Bring him back to the military camp, and in a year or two, we'll definitely be able to train him into an excellent soldier.
"Are you ready?"
Seeing Ning Qing nod, he raised the whip in his hand and flicked it towards the horse's rump.
The steed beneath him immediately galloped off at full speed.
When the two returned to the military camp, the moon was already high in the sky.
Upon seeing that it was their general, the guards quickly opened the gate to let him pass.
Meng Zhengxi rode straight in.
Only after arriving at the main tent, dismounting and tossing the whip to the guards, did he reach out and help Ning Qing down from the horse.
When Ning Qing heard the soldier shout "General," her eyes immediately widened in astonishment as she looked at Meng Zhengxi.
"You...you are? You are a general?"
Meng Zhengxi: "Hmm."
As he turned and walked into the main tent, he didn't forget to leave behind two words.
"Keep up".
When Ning Qing entered the tent, she saw Meng Zhengxi taking off his clothes.
He hurriedly went up to him and said, "General, I can handle such a small matter as changing clothes."
As it spoke, its two claws already lunged forward.
Meng Zhengxi's back was visibly slightly stiff.
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