Seeing her beaming face, Hou Er couldn't help but ask curiously, "What brings you here, Madam?"
He kept watching the lady's movements, but she didn't do anything; she just peeked from the rooftop for a while before returning.
Just to take a look at this in the middle of the night?
This isn't like the lady at all!
"Naturally, we should make the Crown Prince of Dongting suffer a bit, so that he won't have any crooked thoughts every day."
He Jiuniang answered casually, saying it wasn't something she couldn't say.
Hou Er was stunned. In such a short time, the lady had already succeeded?
Suddenly, he felt utterly useless. He stood there watching, not daring to blink, yet he still couldn't see clearly when the lady made her move.
No wonder the general told the two brothers that all they needed to do was follow the lady closely and not lose her. If anything happened, they should let him know, and otherwise just quietly be her followers.
At first, they thought the general's words were wrong. Shouldn't the priority be protecting the lady in case of trouble? Why is it that all they need to do is send a message?
But after following the lady for so many days, he realized that her abilities far surpassed theirs, and their role was really just to inform the general.
Oh, and by the way, take good care of yourself and don't let your wife down.
He Jiuniang had no idea what he was thinking. She mounted her horse and rode away. When they arrived at the military camp, she told him to go to sleep and that he didn't need to keep watch that night.
Hou Er didn't react for a moment and said, "But the general instructed us to guard the lady."
He Jiuniang waved her hand: "It's alright, he'll be guarding me tonight, he can't run away."
These words were somewhat rash, and Hou Er, a young man who was not yet married, blushed instantly and hurriedly retreated.
He Jiuniang found his behavior somewhat amusing and entered the tent after making two loud noises.
She often came to stay overnight during this period, and the soldiers on night watch got used to it, simply greeting her when they met.
Lu Baichuan heard her voice from inside the tent, but at that moment he was writing a training summary. He didn't need to show it to anyone; he just had a habit of recording it so he could review it later and learn from the experience.
He Jiuniang came in, poured herself a glass of water, and then leaned over to watch Lu Baichuan write.
This man's handwriting is truly beautiful. It looks like a flowing, flamboyant style, but each stroke is just right. It's not too ostentatious, yet it still reveals its sharpness. His handwriting truly reflects his personality.
He Jiuniang first looked at the words, and then she started to look at the person.
A man working diligently is so handsome. The flickering candlelight makes his profile appear even more striking, and his focused expression is incredibly captivating.
As He Jiuniang watched, her body moved of its own accord. She leaned in and kissed Lu Baichuan, shamelessly exclaiming, "My man is so handsome!"
Afraid she would fall, Lu Baichuan put one arm around her waist while continuing to write with the other. He was kissed, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
"Wait a minute, I'll be done writing soon."
He Jiuniang nodded obediently: "Okay, okay, you go ahead with your work!"
She just wanted to talk to him about the Crown Prince of Dongting; there was no rush.
But Lu Baichuan clearly misunderstood; he wrote the summary faster, and his handwriting became increasingly messy.
He Jiuniang was obediently watching him write when she saw him casually put down his pen, blow out the candle, and carry her to the couch.
"Hey, hey, why are you blowing out the light?"
He Jiuniang expressed her confusion, as she had something else to say.
Lu Baichuan quickened his pace: "It's rare for my wife to take the initiative like this, how can I not cooperate?"
He Jiuniang: ? ? ?
No, she just gave him a kiss!
Just a light touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water!
It's just pure appreciation, without any ulterior motives!
He Jiuniang was filled with grievances but couldn't utter a word; they were all silenced.
Fortunately, the guards outside had the foresight to quietly retreat as soon as He Jiuniang arrived; otherwise, everyone would be in an awkward situation now.
He Jiuniang slept until noon. When she woke up, Lu Baichuan had already gone to train the troops. She yawned and turned over, feeling like she had forgotten something.
I'm not sure, I'll take another nap and see.
A moment later, she sat up again, remembering something.
Oh right, it's about the Crown Prince of Dongting!
Male beauty can be a trap!
She got up to get dressed, just as Lu Baichuan came in and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Come here, I have something to tell you."
He Jiuniang did not answer him, and at the same time tied the belt around her waist.
Lu Baichuan walked over and helped her tidy her hair. He Jiuniang then said, "I wanted you to send someone to keep an eye on the movements of the Crown Prince of Dongting. I went there last night and found that he was drawing my portrait. It seems he wants to find me. Although I'm not sure what he wants, he definitely doesn't have good intentions."
Upon hearing this, Lu Baichuan immediately frowned. As a man, he understood what the other person meant all too well.
Regardless of whether he harbored malicious intentions, drawing a portrait of a woman in the middle of the night was definitely a sign of ill intent.
Moreover, his wife is so beautiful, and she is also the savior of the Crown Prince of Dongting. She must be a special person in the Crown Prince's heart.
He had a vague premonition when he learned that the Crown Prince of Dongting had come to Beiyan in person, and now it seems that it is almost certain.
Feeling somewhat irritated, he spoke with unusual seriousness: "The Dongting people are cunning; they might be plotting something wicked. Be careful not to let them recognize you."
He Jiuniang didn't think there was anything wrong, but still said, "It's alright, it's alright. It's fine if he recognizes me. It's good to let him know that his life is in my hands."
Lu Baichuan stopped talking and just stared at her, his eyes full of resentment.
I didn't want to say it, but I couldn't help it and asked, "Aren't you afraid he'll set his sights on you?"
He Jiuniang blinked, then realized that the man was jealous, and her eyes instantly crinkled with laughter.
She cupped Lu Baichuan's face in her hands and rubbed it vigorously, saying, "If you want to think about me, you'd better be lucky! Why are you arguing with a sickly guy?"
In any case, she would never let the Crown Prince of Dongting recover his health; he would have to be sickly for the rest of his life.
She's not mentally unstable; why would she leave her healthy, muscular husband for a sickly man?
Besides, that sickly guy isn't nearly as handsome as Lu Baichuan.
It has to be said that Lu Baichuan's mood was indeed healed by those words, and his complexion improved considerably.
His wife is his; no one else can even dream of her.
However, it seems that this Crown Prince of Dongting has nothing to do, so we need to find him something to do.
He didn't attend the morning court session today and didn't know that He Jiuniang had drugged the Crown Prince of Dongting last night. He fell ill overnight and all the doctors he had consulted were to no avail. He had even taken the matter to the palace, asking them to send an imperial physician to treat him.
His sudden illness overnight was unexpected by everyone, and they were quite nervous for a moment. If the Crown Prince of Dongting died in Beiyan, it would be a huge problem!
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