After three days of spring hunting, the warriors of Beirong will donate part of their prey to hold a bonfire party. The excitement and celebration after nightfall is the highlight of the spring hunting. Chen Baiqi has been waiting patiently for the past few days. She accompanied her during the day.

Around Mengchang Jun, she is quiet, submissive, low-key and introverted, like a thoughtless shadow, but after nightfall is when dark creatures are rampant. She secretly sets off warnings and lurks to obtain Beirong intelligence secrets, preparing for various futures.

Almost as expected, news came from the garrison at the hunting ground that day that a group of strangers had appeared in Shalinpo. The number of people was not large, but they were heading towards the hunting ground with a clear purpose.

At this time, Chen Baiqi was enjoying fishing with Mengchangjun in the reed swamp. She was standing there leisurely, and he was sitting lazily, with the breeze blowing among the reeds. When he heard someone coming to report the situation, he learned the news.

Immediately I had a premonition in my heart.

he came.

She raised her eyebrows and said suddenly: "Your Majesty, the time for the crucian carp stewed in the kitchen is probably almost over. Please excuse me, my maid."

Because he was not used to the food in the Beirong area, Mengchangjun lost a lot of weight in the past two days due to lack of food and sleep. Chen Baiqi felt a little sorry for this. When he had time, he personally prepared the dishes to improve his food. But after all, he was on someone else's territory.

The available useful materials are limited, so we can only use local materials in a different way.

This crucian carp was caught by him himself.

Mr. Mengchang sat on a flat rolled gray stone, his long legs slightly bent at the elbows, without looking back: "Let others go."

Chen Baiqi said: "Although the time estimate is about the same, we still need to observe it with our own eyes. Others and maids are worried."

At this moment, he also heard something, and her persistence would not be unreasonable, so Mengchangjun turned his head, his silhouette was blurred, his eyes reflected the light of the long white clouds, he smiled half-heartedly: "Then... hurry up, hurry up

Return."

Chen Baiqi's face looked normal and he responded gently: "Here."

After the people left, Mr. Mengchang immediately threw away the fishing rod he was holding in his hand. He completely lost the interest he had in having a half-day leisurely life. It was as if Chen Baiqi had taken away all his bright and good mood when he left.

Amidst the changing green leaves, a shadow appeared silently on the ground and slowly crawled to the shore and stopped.

"Master, do you really want to help Mr. Chen?"

This man is one of Lord Mengchang's confidants, and he is good at concealment and concealment.

Songlan's faint voice: "How do you say this?"

"She may implicate you, and it won't be an ordinary thing for her to take action personally, but if you take the lead in everything..."

There is no need to say the rest of the words in full, he just doesn’t understand that Mengchang Jun has always been a man of both sides. His vague stance and profit-seeking nature are his safest protection, but he wants to interfere with Taifu Chen and Beirong, or rather

It was a matter between the Chu State, which was of no benefit to him, and it didn't seem like something he would do at all.

Mengchangjun suddenly smiled, his eyelashes drooped, his wild and handsome face was impeccable, his eyebrows flew into his temples, and his bright red lips raised: "Why don't you try to refuse her? Take advantage of her nice words.

Going down the slope, if you really wait until she makes a move, do you think you can still stand still with your face intact?"

The confidants were a little shocked and a little frightened when they heard this.

He thought his master would tell him that doing so was full of inside information, but he didn't expect the answer to be so real.

In fact...it's just human instinct to succumb to power, but Mr. Chen...acted in private to commit such violent acts of coercion?

In reality, she has changed her appearance these days and is wandering around in front of them. She treats people with a gentle smile, speaks softly, and looks like she has aged well. This often makes them forget her true identity and the person under her face.

The real her.

When I think about the difference in military force between the master and her, if she really offends her in the Qin Kingdom, even if they are bundled together as secret guards, I am afraid that she will not be able to escape her clutches.

"If you don't want to die, don't let me hear you say this again, and step back." He waved his hand coldly and lazily.

"...Here."

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On the other end, Chen Baiqi walked forward slowly. These days, she has also become a familiar face in the established route environment. She is good-looking and does not have to deliberately lower her body when speaking. She is also the gentle and gentle Xiaojiabiyu's neighbor style.

, making people feel friendly and fond of her. The guards on the road greeted her, and she responded patiently. She came to the specially opened compartment for the kitchen. Behind the woven curtain was the guard post, and people came often.

Coming and going.

She lowered her head to open the lid of the earthenware pot and looked at the soup stock simmered on the hot wood fire. Suddenly, the light white smoke and the rich aroma of meat filled her nostrils. The condensed milk white soup was boiling with the meat buns, which looked very appetizing.

Not long after, voices came from next door.

"I heard that... he's back, but his position has long been... Do you think the king can get back together with him?"

"...I saw that he was losing his temper, but they had always had a good relationship before, ever since the death of the late king..."

They chatted in Beirong dialect. Since the words came intermittently during the process of changing armor and discharging troops, Chen Baiqi stood there, listening intently and silently.

"He is a person. The late king has always relied on him, but the new king is determined to gain power... He will also participate in the bonfire party, and the big tent will be held soon..."

They left talking here and there, and soon they were no longer heard.

Chen Baiqi slowly walked towards Mengchang Jun's tent with a cup of medicinal food. At this time, he was probably too tired of the sun and had already come back. Her eyes inadvertently fell on the other side, where two tiger-head flags fluttered in front of the white tent. They were from Beirong.

At the king's big tent, there was a group of people waiting in front of the tent. Judging from their clothes, they were not Rong people, but outsiders.

She paused and stood quietly for a moment. She saw the tent being opened from the inside, and a tall figure as tall as a tower bowed out. He was much taller than the average person, at least nearly two meters.

He straightened his sturdy body, making the people around him look smaller and weaker.

His appearance immediately caught Chen Baiqi's attention.

"Rui Gu, what are you looking at?"

A young male voice asked from behind.

Chen Baiqi withdrew his gaze and looked back as if nothing had happened. The person who came was a young general from the Beirong tribe, named Wu Tusen. Although he was only seventeen years old, he had grown tall and strong because of the nomadic genes of the Rong tribe. He looked like he was twenty years old.

When he was the same age, he was assigned by the King of Beirong to take care of all the daily needs of Lord Mengchang. As the only maid beside Lord Mengchang, he had not had to deal with him since he was a child.

She smiled a little embarrassedly: "When I saw the outsider for the first time, I was curious, so I took a second look. Rui Gu went overboard."

Wu Tusen always half understood the girl's elegant Central Plains dialect, half-guessing and half-estimating it vaguely, but he was also a bitch, and he liked to hear the indescribable elegance and charm of the Central Plains people's speech.

He understood what "outsider" meant.

He also glanced in that direction, his eyes a little complicated, filled with nostalgia, excitement, doubt and admiration. He couldn't help but sigh: "That's our General Chang Shengde of Beirong... I saw him when I was a child, and it's been so many years." ."

Chen Baiqi pretended to be surprised and asked: "No wonder he looks different from ordinary people... I met the young general when he was a child. Could it be that he has not been in Beirong all these years?"

"These things are a long story. The Beirong where General Chang Shengde is located has long been different from the Beirong of the past. I'm afraid he is no longer the same person... Hey, why are I telling you these things? By the way, I'm here I'm looking for you because your master saw you going to bring a meal and not coming back for a long time, so he asked me to hurry you up."

At the end of his speech, he looked speechless: "You also asked me to bring you a message..."

"What are you talking about?" She was still thinking about other things, so she replied a little carelessly.

He was a little embarrassed and awkward and said: "He, he said, he is depressed and doesn't want to eat. He only wants... you."

Chen Baiqi: "..."

Grass.

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After being separated from Wu Tusen, Chen Baiqi lost the smile on her face. She did not approach Ju rashly. She didn't know what his condition was at the moment, but it was certain that the people from the Yin Yang Sect did not give him a cure, and he was still under their control. , she had just observed that he was sane at this time and recognized the people in Beirong. But what about her, does he still remember what happened five years ago?

Judging from the chats between these Beirong soldiers and the attitudes of people like Utusen, Beirong can no longer tolerate him. The new king is domineering and gaining power, and he will not leave anyone who threatens him. It doesn't matter. They don't want him, but she does, and she will take him away.

Chen Baiqi returned to Mengchangjun, with something on his mind, his deep dark eyes looking boundless, but he still had a warm smile on his face.

Seeing that she finally returned belatedly, Mengchang Jun turned his eyes around her and saw that something was wrong with her expression.

"Aren't you going to bring medicinal food? Where's the soup?"

Chen Baiqi looked at him, remembered what happened before, and replied calmly: "I heard that the Lord had a poor appetite and didn't want to eat, so I gave the medicinal meal to Wu Tusen to replenish his body, so as not to waste it. I hurried back to check on the Lord in a hurry, but now I see that the Lord's face is ruddy and his breath is long and full. I guess I was overly worried. I think the Lord was just joking with Utusen and me."

He could tell that her sarcasm was just to settle a score, but Mengchang Jun didn't care. He was holding on to her vital points.

It's just that the soup is gone, which is really a pity, especially since she stewed it for him personally, Meng Changjun feels a little angry.

He was lying on the couch in the tent like a weak snake. The collar of his purple clothes was loose, revealing a large area of ​​strong skin. He had a masculine and sexy aura about him: "Tonight's bonfire party ,You want to go?"

Chen Baiqi's eyes flashed: "Of course, I came here specially. How could I miss such a lively occasion?"

"But I suddenly don't want to join in the fun." There was a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and his drunken peach blossom eyes were frivolous.

This tone was as casual and innocent as when Chen Baiqi gave the soup away.

But these words did not threaten Chen Baiqi. She said "Oh" and then said: "Wutusen invited me just now. Since the Lord is not interested, I have no choice but to participate with Wutusen."

When Mengchang Jun heard this, his smile disappeared and his face turned a little dark.
Chapter completed!