Mingruo's eyelids were a little heavy now: "Then maybe, it's not a war with us..."
"The war in Beichi is mostly due to the harsh winter. Although Nanrong is richer, the journey is far away, and Beichi is not good at sea battles. Xikang mostly eats glutinous rice, and people in Beichi are not used to it..." Mr. Zhu said quietly, "According to Zhu
Based on our experience, Beichi will definitely go to war with Donghuan."
Mingruo's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "We are going to fight, but Mr. Zhu is not worried at all."
"We have Prince Yun, the God of War, in Donghuan. He will definitely be able to drive Beichi Dazi back to his hometown. Don't worry." Mr. Zhu was very calm.
"But... Si Haochen is not a real god... No matter how strong he is... he will still be tired... he will be injured..." At this time, the stamina of the wine had already set in, and Mingruo's head was dizzy and red.
Eyes full of accusations.
Mr. Zhu was a little confused by Doctor Ming's tone. It took him a while to realize that 'Si Haochen' was Prince Yun's given name.
He wanted to cover Dr. Ming's mouth, but when he saw the powerful 'Prince' next to him, he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had to remind him: "Hush, Dr. Ming, you don't dare to call the prince by his first name. This is a big sin.
"
"Why don't you dare?" Mingruo supported his cheek with his hands and leaned on the table, "I still dare to say it in front of him..."
Mr. Zhu concluded that Dr. Ming had drunk too much, and whispered to Si Haochen: "Master Wang, please watch Dr. Ming carefully. I'll ask the waiter to bring sobering soup. Let's wait until Dr. Ming sobers up before leaving."
"No need." Si Haochen bent down, picked up Mingruo, and strode out of the box. It will probably be tomorrow when the girl wakes up.
Mr. Zhu looked at Prince Wang's tall and straight back, which looked particularly tall under the light. Dr. Ming also poked his head out of Prince Wang's broad shoulders and waved to himself, inexplicably feeling that the two of them were quite a match.
…
Mr. Zhu shook his head vigorously. Dr. Ming was a miracle doctor, so it probably wasn't the broken sleeve... But thinking about how Dr. Ming had just defended Prince Yun, he felt... Dr. Ming was really a good man!
Mingruo kept her little face buried in Si Haochen's neck until she got on the carriage. Si Haochen wanted to put his wife on the couch, wet the handkerchief and wipe her face: "If you be good, loosen it first."
Open your hands."
Mingruo hugged her husband's neck tighter and refused to let go: "No."
"Okay... don't..." Si Haochen sat on the sofa and let his wife nestle in his arms.
"I don't want you to go to war, and I don't want you to leave me, and I don't want you to get hurt!" Mingruo said more and more aggrieved, tears falling down her cheeks.
"Okay, don't do it..." Si Haochen raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mingruo's eyes, "I promise you, I won't cry, okay?"
"No..." Mingruo's head shook like a rattle, "I know... you are coaxing me..."
"no……"
"yes……"
"It's really not..." Si Haochen was a little helpless. He didn't seem to have deceived this girl, so why didn't he believe him at all?
Si Haochen wanted to explain more, but Mingruo grunted twice and fell asleep directly.
Early the next morning, when Mingruo opened her eyes, she saw her husband lying beside her, holding his head with one hand, looking at her and smiling.
"Aren't you going to practice today?" Mingruo was a little drunk yesterday and her voice was hoarse.
"I really want to go, but I can't leave..." Si Haochen lifted the quilt, and Mingruo realized that he had actually caught a bunch of her husband's heads in her hands.
Mingruo let go of his hand with some embarrassment: "Next time I do this again, just break my hand off..."
"I don't know who it was last night. I'm going to cry if I don't let you catch me." Si Haochen put his big hand on Mingruo's forehead, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Mingruo shook his head and sat up from the quilt, "Yeah..."
He only wore a bellyband, not even pajamas: "You actually didn't change my pajamas for me."
"Ha..." Seeing what it means for a villain to file a complaint first, Si Haochen pointed to the couple's pajamas that were thrown at the foot of the bed, "It's because Ruo'er is too hot to wear it, and she's not allowed to wear it for her husband..."
…”
"Don't listen to the toad chanting the sutra!" Mingruo covered her ears and went to put on her clothes.
"What are you chanting? Huh?" Si Haochen hooked his fingers on the thin belt of his bellyband.
Mingruo blinked at her husband: "Do you want to be a monk?"
"Do you want to kiss a toad?"
"Ahem... let me tell you a story about "The Frog Prince"..." Mingruo calmly put on her clothes and told Si Haochen a story.
"Why are the princes so stupid and weak in the stories you tell?" Si Haochen couldn't help but frown.
"This... it's a bit complicated to explain..." Mingruo began to think about whether to tell His Royal Highness Prince Yun about the influence of religion on Western literature. "Anyway, I'm talking about princes from foreign countries."
"Yeah." Si Haochen immediately concluded that where his wife lived before, the princes were all scum.
Suddenly, my pride doubled. No wonder my wife didn’t like being his princess when they first met. Because the prince really couldn’t be trusted!
"I remember that Mr. Zhu said yesterday that he wanted to discuss the medicinal materials business..." Mingruo rubbed his forehead, "Drinking and messing up things will affect the small amount of money you can make."
"Others are drinking and causing trouble, my concubine is drinking 'juice' and making things happen." Si Haochen changed his clothes and said, "You made an appointment with Zhu Xiancai to discuss business today."
"Ahhh!" Mingruo had no impression at all, "Zisu, bring hot water quickly, I need to wash up."
Mingruo washed her face and straightened things out, and looked seriously into Si Haochen's eyes: "Does Beichi really want to start a war with us?"
"Yes." Si Haochen nodded, "According to the information sent back from all parties, it is like this. According to the secret report sent by Li Yi, Beichi's army will cross the Hulan River and recapture Huyue City and Guihui City.
"
"Ah...are you in such a hurry?" Mingruo grabbed Si Haochen's sleeve, "I want to go to the northwest together!"
"It's starting to snow in the northwest near Beichi. Aren't you most afraid of the cold?" Si Haochen scratched Mingruo's nose.
"I...I can wear thicker clothes..." Ming Ruo said arrogantly, "I don't care, I will go with you."
"If you want to come with me... then you don't have to go..." Si Haochen touched his wife's head, "Because... I won't go..."
Mingruo couldn't believe her ears: "Really?"
"Ziwei Palace is causing trouble behind the scenes. The marriage between Prince Nanling and Princess Xiliang will be arranged in the imperial capital. The princess Danxu will also get married in Dongyue.
Recently, there will be many people from Nanling and Xiliang traveling to and from Donghuan. The Emperor does not care about these trivial matters. The Prince is on an expedition again. My husband has to sit in the imperial capital, right?" Si Haochen tied up his hair and held his head high, looking very handsome.
Responsible look.
"Is it okay if you don't go to the northwest to take charge?" Mingruo always felt that without Si Haochen in the army, the morale of the northwest army would drop a lot.
