"There is no one else but the prince!" Lu Qingqing, who was happily listening to the chatter of the guards in the carriage, spat out a mouthful of water when she heard these words.
Does this guy know how to speak? What is he trying to do by saying such ambiguous words?
"What's wrong?" Baili Fenghua, who happened to come in with noodles and fish soup, saw this and couldn't help but frowning and asked.
"Hua'er, don't you know?" she asked deliberately holding back a smile and pretending to be serious.
"What do you know?" Baili Fenghua frowned. In his opinion, Tu's words were normal, because those guards basically admitted that they had said such things to him.
Those are words of gratitude and words of surrender.
But in the ears of Qingqing, who felt that the world was full of homosexuality, things changed: "Tu has always had a crush on you!"
When Baili Fenghua heard this, there were several black lines on his forehead. He looked up at Lu Qingqing, whose face was full of joy, and smiled: "Your husband is secretly loved by others, and you are actually very happy?"
"Of course I'm happy. It means my husband is in demand! It means I picked up a treasure! But I really can't tell that Tu actually has such thoughts about you!" She said with a deliberate smile.
"It seems that in order to make my wife happy, I need to dress up and go out on the street to provoke others to prove my charm!" Baili Fenghua smiled helplessly.
You can never understand this woman's thoughts, but seeing her happy, he felt much more at ease.
As long as it's not as sad as last night, that's fine.
She should be so happy.
"Don't worry, if you attract peach blossoms all over the garden, I will burn them all with a fire!" She squinted her eyes, swept her eyebrows, and said with a slight smile.
"Seriously?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
She nodded: "Of course!"
"After passing this mountain road, there is a small tribal village in front. It is said that the Yuelao Festival will be held this month. If we are lucky, we might be able to meet it!" Baili Fenghua said suddenly with a smile.
"How did you know?" Lu Qingqing didn't expect that he would really have a chance to offend his peach blossoms just now.
This Yue Lao Festival, as soon as you hear it, you will know that it must be a festival that creates opportunities for unmarried men and women.
"Only when you know the other side can you be victorious in every battle!" Not only this small tribal village, but also the customs in various places in the Three Kingdoms, he knew a little bit about them.
He believes that only by knowing better can we win.
"My Hua'er is so awesome!" Lu Qingqing couldn't help but smile when she heard this, and her eyes flashed with excitement. Festivals of ethnic minorities are generally very fun, and she can't wait to experience them!
"Let's eat. After we finish eating, we will hurry up. If we don't stop, we will reach Fuyuan Village tonight!" Baili Fenghua knew that she would like such a festival.
When she heard this, she remembered that she was already so hungry that her front belly was touching her back, so she picked up a spoon and ate it unceremoniously.
The thick fish soup is very delicious, so delicious that you can't help but swallow it all in your tongue. The small dough balls made of steamed buns are soaked in the thick soup because they are cooked inside. When you bite them in your mouth, they taste delicious.
Chewy.
Baili Fenghua was secretly worried as he watched her eat. Even though he knew it was fine, eating in this way still made him worried.
You have to know that these two big pots of dough are as heavy as a child's. How can her stomach bear it?
