However, the specifics are not important; what matters is that Yue Chen believed it.
"Boss, dinner's ready, wanna come?" Seeing Yue Chen's face getting darker and darker, Shi Zhong chuckled, hooked his arm around Yue Chen's shoulder, and walked into the tent.
Shi Zhong was Ling Heguang's last disciple, and he and Yue Chen were practically from the same school. Yue Chen never had any princely airs and had been hanging out with Shi Zhong and his fellow disciples since childhood. Their relationship was even better than that of his two older brothers.
In front of Yue Chen, Shi Zhong never had any sense of the proper relationship between ruler and subject, and he didn't feel anything was wrong with putting his arm around Yue Chen's shoulder.
Yue Chen lowered his head, his brows furrowed, and let Shi Zhong pull him along without resisting, as he was led into the main tent.
The main tent is usually used for meetings, but Hua Cai and her cavalry didn't pay much attention to that. The large tent used for meetings was also used as a dining hall.
At this moment, several generals and officers of all ranks in the army gathered in the council tent, discussing something enthusiastically. Their voices were so loud that Yue Chen and his companion outside the tent could hear them clearly.
"What are these people doing?" Yue Chen frowned. The military camp tent was filled with such noise.
"Let's get to know each other better, since we'll be fighting side-by-side in the future." Shi Zhong heard the voice and his heart stirred. He put his arm around Yue Chen's shoulder and said, "It's so lively. Come on, let's go have a couple of drinks, brothers."
Without waiting for Yue Chen's reply, she lifted the tent flap and went inside.
Inside the tent, it was even more lively. Around a long table that had been pieced together, a circle of armored soldiers sat, each holding a bowl in their hand. They didn't even notice the two people entering the tent.
"You flatter me, it's just a few simple tricks." The crisp voice stood out starkly among the group of men's voices.
There was only one woman in the entire army, and it was obvious who she was.
Yue Chen glanced over and felt his anger surge to his head, his veins throbbing: "What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket in the military tent!"
The noise stopped abruptly.
When the generals and officers sitting around the long table saw that the person who had come was Yue Chen, they all fell silent, keeping their eyes down and not daring to breathe loudly.
Unlike Shi Zhong, they were not familiar with this Third Prince. If they were to stand out now, they might get killed by the Third Prince, who seemed to be in a very bad mood.
Seeing that no one spoke, Yue Chen snorted coldly and glanced at the table. He saw that there were two empty seats near the head of the table, which seemed to be reserved for him and Shi Zhong.
You guys know what's good for you.
Yue Chen, who was nearing the breaking point, swept his cool gaze across everyone's faces, finally settling on Hua Cai, who was at the head of the group.
Seeing him look over, Hua Cai glared at him, feeling inexplicably confused.
When we were just getting along well, why did this kid suddenly go crazy?
"Shall we sit?" After waiting for a while, seeing that Yue Chen still had the sour look on his face as if she owed him eight hundred taels of silver, as the commander-in-chief, he couldn't just let the atmosphere remain unsettled, so he pointed to the empty seat next to him and asked casually.
She thought Yue Chen, in his anger, wouldn't listen to her and would just walk away, but unexpectedly, he glanced at her, snorted lightly, pulled up a chair, and sat down next to her.
"Did you eat firecrackers?" Hua Cai looked at Shi Zhong suspiciously.
Shi Zhong waved his hand innocently, gestured to Yue Chen, and then touched his lips.
Hua Cai stiffly turned her head and called to the people below who were pretending not to exist: "What are you all standing there for? The food will get cold soon."
Is this person serious? She didn't say anything, so why is he acting like this? How come she's the one who's going to suffer?
"General Jin, why is your face so red?" As the atmosphere became lively, the few people who had been chatting the most enthusiastically suddenly became fearless.
Swish, swish, swish.
Upon hearing this, everyone's attention, which hadn't been paying much attention before, suddenly focused on Hua Cai's face.
That's really like bringing up the very thing you shouldn't have said. This kid seemed pretty clever just now, but why is he so clueless now?
"Oh, I'm a little drunk. Someone, pour me a cup of tea." Hua Cai waved her hand calmly.
Instantly, the young man who had spoken eagerly picked up the teapot and filled Hua Cai's cup with tea.
Hua Cai took the teacup with satisfaction and brought it to her lips, just about to drink, when that kid, with a complete lack of tact, spoke up again.
"But General, drinking alcohol is not allowed in the army. What we are drinking is tea."
A serious voice echoed throughout the tent, followed by a soft laugh. It was Yue Chen, who had suddenly become happy again, holding a teacup with a contented expression and staring at her face with a smile.
You're such a chatterbox.
Hua Ci'an glared at the young man who had spoken, slamming his teacup down on the table. "Military orders are absolute. If I say I'm drunk, then I'm drunk. How dare you question me? Take him out and make him run three laps around the entire camp. He's not allowed to sleep until he finishes."
The one whose name was called went out with a bitter face, while the other generals all shrank back and pretended to be dead.
At this moment, Yue Chen, who had been wearing a sour face from the beginning, was smiling like a hundred flowers in bloom, making the young generals almost drool.
"Why get so angry? I think that person is quite nice, with a good sense of justice." Yue Chen leisurely blew on the rising steam from the water, took a small sip, and froze.
Shi Zhong gave him a strange look: "What, doesn't it taste good? It smells nice."
As he spoke, he took a small sip.
"Golden Pearl!" The sound of grinding teeth rang out clearly, and Yue Chen's eyes flashed like daggers as he glared at Hua Cai: "Why is my mist tea here?"
Upon hearing this, several people who were still holding their teacups trembled instantly and almost threw them away.
Fog, Fog Tea.
Isn't this something only royalty has? How come it's in a military camp, and being drunk by a group of people like it's just a pile of weeds?
Stealing a glance at Yue Chen's unpleasant expression, everyone smacked their lips, instantly finding the tea they had just drunk tasteless.
Hua Cai rubbed her ears, which were still numb from the shock, and looked at Yue Chen with dissatisfaction: "What do you mean, 'your mist tea'? The Emperor has decreed that the entire Mingyue Pavilion in the Third Prince's residence belongs to me, and everything inside is mine, including this can of mist tea."
"You—" Yue Chen was furious.
"What do you mean, 'you'?" Hua Cai was extremely annoyed by Yue's sudden interruption into the awkward silence: "It was just an accidental kiss, did you lose two pounds or something, why are you still fussing over it?"
The entire tent fell silent instantly.
"Pfft—cough cough—" Upon hearing that it was mist tea, Ishino, who had taken two big gulps with the intention of getting a good deal, was choked half to death by such a thunderous remark and coughed violently.
Hua Cai remained silent for a moment, then left the tent with a "I'm going to get some fresh air" message, her head hunched over.
They might as well just die of stupidity.
Hua Cai gazed at the sky speechlessly, thinking that the Third Prince was indeed her nemesis.
Hua Cai glared fiercely at the direction of the main tent, then with a slight hook of her five fingers, she slashed the large rock that had been used for moon-gazing, instantly shattering it into pieces.
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