"Of course not. What are your orders, Master?" he asked with a cold eyebrow.
"There's something I want to ask you for help with."
"Master, please tell me..." Although Liusu was not used to Lengmei always calling herself master, she did not force her to change it. Modern people have modern habits, but she came to ancient times, and her habits were natural.
It should be respect for the ancients.
"That's it..." Liusu stood on tiptoe and talked about his plan in Lengmei's ears. Lengmei nodded while listening.
Just at this time, two guards came over with meals, specially made for His Highness the Crown Prince.
"Give it to me." Leng Mei saw him. He brought the meal over and the two guards withdrew.
"Then I'll leave it to you." Liusu bowed to Lengmei and said, and then prepared to leave. No matter what, he must confirm with Zhu Yetong again.
"Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered that His Highness had something urgent for me to do. Please help me deliver this meal to His Highness." Leng Mei called Liu Su and put the plate into her hands.
"I...shall I send it in?" Liusu pointed to himself and then to the inside of the tent.
"Please..." Lengmei left in a hurry without giving Liusu any time to evade.
"Hey..." she shouted, but Lengmei had already gone away.
Carrying the plate, she walked to the tent door, took a deep breath, straightened her braids, and then walked in.
When he walked in, he looked up and saw Emperor Zhuyao standing in front of a huge map with his hands behind his back.
"Your Highness, it's time for dinner." Liusu's voice came, and Emperor Zhuyao's hand that was wandering around the map paused.
Then he turned around and saw a tasseled pink cigarette sweater with a girlish bun, standing there with a plate in his hand, as if a clever fairy suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was an elegant man with the same facial features - elegant, luxurious, majestic, and powerful as a rainbow. He smiled gently at him, with picturesque facial features...
"You're here." All kinds of emotions finally turned into the simplest three words.
"This is the meal. Sister Lengmei said she had something to do, so she asked me to bring it in." Liusu gently placed the meal on the desk, "Eat it while it's hot."
"good."
Liusu looked up and accidentally saw the map he hung on the wall, "Is this a battle map?" She walked over, "Your Highness wants to capture the thief first and capture the king first?"
"Have you studied the art of war?" Emperor Zhuyao couldn't help but be surprised again. She just glanced at him and saw his intention?
"No..." Liusu shook his head.
"Then how do you know that I want to capture the thief first and capture the king first?"
"I see these marks marked by His Highness, and I think this is what they mean."
After hearing this, Emperor Zhuyao smiled, as if he were painting, dreaming, polishing, and finally said only one sentence:
"Those who know me are Liusu."
"Haha..." Liusu lowered his head after hearing this.
"Are you feeling better?" he asked in a softer voice.
"I'm getting better, and the kung fu you taught me last time worked for me this time. I even fought off someone. It's amazing. According to Hitomi Zhuye, that person can be considered an average master. Oh... no, no, no.
, it’s the Thirteenth Prince..." Liusu realized that he was outspoken for a moment and called the Thirteenth Prince by his name in front of Emperor Zhuyao, and quickly corrected him.
"It's okay, you are friends, it's okay to call him by your first name." Emperor Zhuyao stopped and expressed his understanding.
"Haha, thank you, Your Highness, but I didn't insist on calling him by his name, he forced me to call him."
"Haha..." Emperor Zhuyao couldn't help but smile when he saw her charming look. Liusu was stunned for a moment. He had never seen a man's smile so bright and clear.
Emperor Zhuyao walked to the case, spread out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said——
"I have to rush back to Beijing to deliver the letter to my father. Do you want to write a letter to Qiluo? I guess she is playing shadow puppets by herself right now, thinking about you."
"Is that okay? Isn't it stipulated that people in the military cannot write letters back to Beijing?" Liusu asked expectantly.
"I'll watch you write, why not?" Emperor Zhuyao handed her the writing brush that he could only use.
When she heard this, she was very happy. She must have been extremely happy to be able to write a letter to Qiluo.
She walked to him, took the pen, and he stood next to her.
Liusu said a little embarrassedly, "Your Highness, can you not watch me write? My calligraphy is not good..."
"Okay, I won't watch." Emperor Zhuyao readily agreed and sat opposite her, looking at her with a pair of deep eyes:
Liusu then lay down on the table and started writing——
"Qiluo, you are thinking about your mother, right? My mother is on her way to join the army now... Are you envious, haha..."
Tassel wrote while writing. After he finished writing, he thought about it and drew a few more strokes, and finally put his name on it.
Emperor Zhuyao stood up and walked over, asking, "Have you finished writing?"
As soon as Liusu looked at him, she quickly lay down on the rice paper, covered the soft words with her body, and said, "Your Highness, didn't you say you didn't want to read it?" His handwriting was so good, but she only knew how to write it.
It pales in comparison and cannot be on the stage.
After hearing this, Emperor Zhuyao looked at her and said -
"What are you afraid of being embarrassed in front of me? No matter what embarrassing things you do, there is no need to show off in front of me. I will not laugh at you, I will only..." Emperor Zhuyao stopped mid-sentence.