The servant was stunned. The guard was naturally responsible for the guards. As the general of Youtun Guard, you make the decision. Why do you need to ask His Highness for instructions?
However, he did not dare to be negligent. He responded quickly and turned around to enter the tent. He turned around in a moment and said apologetically with a smile: "To report to the Duke of Yue, my Highness said that it is already late today. If you have anything to do, please discuss it tomorrow morning. Please
The Duke of Yue will go back temporarily."
Fang Jun frowned and said displeasedly: "Didn't you make it clear, my slave? Su Wei's matter is of great importance. If there is any oversight, won't you be responsible?"
There was sweat on the forehead of the chamberlain, and he said with a bitter face: "I have eaten the courage of a leopard, and I dare not misrepresent the words of the Duke of Yue, but His Highness did reply like this."
I'm scared and don't know what to do.
Fang Jun waved his hand casually, raised his feet and walked towards the tent door, saying: "You look very stupid, this slave. I will personally ask His Highness for instructions."
The waiter looked confused and at a loss, and did not dare to stop him.
Although as Princess Changle's confidant, she was well aware of the relationship between the two, but after all, this was in a military camp, surrounded by countless soldiers. To come to the door in such a majestic manner in the dead of night... the servants were panic-stricken, with a layer of cold sweat on their foreheads.
When Fang Jun arrived outside the tent, he turned around and ordered the soldiers: "Your Majesty has come to the barracks, and the duties of the guards must be meticulous. You must not neglect the slightest. You will patrol the area and expel any suspicious people. You must not disturb your Majesty."
Rest."
"Here!"
After receiving the order, the soldiers immediately dispersed and placed a vigil near the camp.
The waiter: "..."
Fang Jun's supporters are all from top to bottom of the Youtun Guards. They respect him like a heavenly being and worship him as a god, but he must carry out his orders with all his strength. Under such heavy protection, not even a mouse dares to appear.
Why do we need to be so cautious when the princess is around the camp?
I'm afraid these soldiers are not guarding against thieves, but guarding against royal guards...
Fang Jun then stepped forward, stretched out his hand to push open the tent door, and raised the curtain.
There were only a few candles burning on the desk in the tent, and the lights were a little dim. The maid who was taking out the things that the princess usually used one by one from the cage at the door was startled by the figure who suddenly opened the door curtain and entered, and she stepped back slightly.
He jumped a small step, refrained from shouting in surprise, looked at it intently, and quickly saluted with blessings: "I have seen the Duke of Yue."
I couldn't help but be surprised: Why did this person just come in when no one came in?
As soon as she made a sound, several people in the tent immediately stopped what they were doing, and several maids hurriedly came forward to collect their dresses and salute. Princess Changle was leaning on the soft couch, holding a book in her hand, which was placed on the table.
I was reading a book by candlelight. When I heard the sound, I looked up in shock. When I saw Fang Jun walking in, my heart skipped a beat.
Fang Jun waved his hand and said with a smile: "No courtesy." Then he took two steps forward, went straight to the table, and bowed to the ground: "I see your highness."
Princess Changle subconsciously put down the book and sat up straight. She immediately felt that it was inappropriate to lean on the soft couch so lazily, so she stepped down. Under her skirt, a pair of beautiful feet stretched out from under her skirt. The maid on the side hurriedly
He stepped forward and put on the delicate embroidered shoes for her.
Realizing that the man's glaring gaze was falling on her jade-like feet, Princess Changle's face turned red, and she gave him a charming look. She stood up, came to the table, sat down, calmed down, and said calmly: "No courtesy.
, show tea to the Duke of Yue."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Fang Jun straightened up, walked to the table and sat down, looked around, and asked: "Your Highness, you are used to enjoying the golden branches and jade leaves. I'm afraid you are not used to the simplicity of the military camp. Is there anything inappropriate?
Wei Chen will have someone prepare for it tomorrow."
The maid on the side made two cups of fragrant tea and placed them in their hands respectively. Then she lowered her head and stepped aside. Several maids stood together, staring at their toes, not daring to breathe.
Princess Changle glared at the man and said calmly: "The situation is critical. Everyone in the palace is working together to overcome the difficulties. The soldiers in the army are also fighting bloody battles. I naturally follow the local customs. How can I have any other request? Besides, I usually practice Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain.
, the vegetarian water is as sweet as glutinous rice, everything is fine."
Fang Jun shook his head and said: "How can the crude and shabby military camp be compared with the Taoist temple of His Highness? Speaking of which, the Taoist temple is hidden in the mountains and rivers. It is really a beautiful place where the wind and water are hidden. Being in it makes you feel happy and forget about Shu. I am a humble minister.
Every time I think about it, I wish I could stay there for a long time, be with the cool breeze and jade dew, dance with the Mysteries of the Nine Heavens, listen to the fairy music, and long for the fairy face, then this life will be enough."
"cough……"
Princess Changle was picking up the tea cup and taking a sip of tea. She almost choked on the tea when she heard this. Her unparalleled jade face was visibly stained with clouds. Under the lamp, she looked even more delicate and charming.
A pair of water-cut eyes stared at Fang Jun in shame, pretending to be calm and said: "It's getting late, I wonder if Duke Yue still has something to do?"
This is to see off guests...
Fang Jun took a sip of tea, stood up and said, "Wei Chen will be on duty tonight, patrolling the camp. If there is anything wrong with His Highness, you can send someone to summon Wei Chen. Your Highness will definitely be able to have a good night's sleep."
The maids and servants in the tent all stood with their heads bowed and said nothing, like wooden people who could not hear anything.
Princess Changle was so embarrassed that she waved her slender hands as white as jade and said hurriedly: "Then you go and get busy. There is nothing wrong with me and I slept well."
Fang Jun raised the corner of his mouth, stood up and saluted to say goodbye: "I'll leave for now."
Haha, whether you sleep well or not is not up to you...
When Fang Jun walked out, Princess Changle let out a long sigh. She was well aware of this guy's domineering character. If Qingtian Bairi wanted to do something wrong, no one would be able to stop him... Well, she took a look outside.
The pitch-black night can't really be called "blue sky and day".
The maids "came alive" again, packed up the things quickly with hands and feet, and helped Princess Changle wash up. After changing into her underwear, Princess Changle bit her lips, her pretty face flushed, and she struggled a lot in her heart, and then she said
: "I can sleep alone tonight. You all can go down."
"Here."
The maids did not dare to say anything, looked at each other, quickly finished the work at hand, and then bowed and left.
Princess Changle leaned on the soft couch and read for a while, then stood up and put the book on the table. She leaned over and blew out the candles. She turned around and lay on the couch, pulled the quilt over her and covered her with it. But her eyes were bright and not sleepy.
, I was filled with both expectation and apprehension.
…
The north wind weakened a little in the evening, and large tracts of snowflakes fell. The entire Youtunwei barracks was silent. Only the patrol soldiers lined up neatly and shuttled back and forth in unison from time to time. The lanterns blown high on the flagpoles swayed in the wind.
.
Wrapped in a cloak, Fang Jun led his soldiers to patrol various outposts in person. Recently, he had successfully raided the rebels, causing the rebels to suffer heavy losses and low morale. He must be careful to guard against sneak attacks by the rebels. What's more, his family and four princesses are all in the camp right now.
If something goes wrong, it will be too late to regret it.
When the soldiers on night watch saw Fang Jun personally patrolling the camp, they all admired him in their hearts. They answered Fang Jun's various questions about the camp with adoring eyes, and then watched him go away.
In Youtun Guards, the name Fang Jun represents unparalleled prestige. He can even be said to be a "god" and is loved endlessly.
Fang Junce rode around the Youtunwei camp, inspecting all the open posts and hidden sentries. He felt relieved when he saw that all the soldiers were full of energy and vigilant. He made successive raids on the rebels and made great achievements.
If your home is accidentally stolen by rebels, it will be a big joke.
When it was almost time to get married, he returned with his troops. Instead of going back to where he lived, he returned to the camp where Princess Changle lived temporarily. In the surprised eyes of the royal guards, Fang Jun ordered that this place be occupied by
His own soldiers took over the responsibility of guarding, then walked directly to the camp door and pushed open the door.
The tent door was not locked, but opened in response. Under the light of the lantern in front of the tent, Fang Jun slightly raised the corner of his mouth and stepped in.
The tent was dark, and a weak female voice sounded: "Who is it?"
Fang Jun locked the tent door with his backhand, then walked towards the bed in the dark, and said with a smile: "Wei Chen came to check whether His Highness was sleeping peacefully, and he is guilty of disturbing His Highness."
On the bed, Princess Changle was holding a dagger in her backhand under the quilt. She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Fang Jun's voice, and then her heart beat wildly at his words, "The humble minister is guilty." The blood all over her body was on fire.
Once at the Zhongnan Mountain Taoist Temple, this guy shouted "The humble minister is guilty", but he pounced on him like a wolf and a tiger...
Trying to maintain her restraint, Princess Changle scolded in a low voice: "It's so late at night, do you still need some dignity? Get out quickly, I'm going to sleep...ah!"
There was a cry of surprise, but the disciple was already in front of the bed, and a pair of hands touched her delicate feet under the quilt.
Her beautiful feet were held by a big warm hand. Princess Changle's delicate body tensed up. She subconsciously sat up and wanted to push the disciple away, but she forgot that she was still holding a dagger in her hand. She managed to pull it away in a panic...
…
"Ouch!"
A scream came to an abrupt end.
Princess Changle was shaken all over, and her hair almost stood on end. Could it be that she accidentally injured a vital part?
"How are you? Light the candle quickly and show me where the injury is..."
Almost crying out of anxiety, he threw the dagger aside, stretched out his hand to protect the man, and groped up and down with his hands, trying to see where the injury was.
"Well..."
With a muffled groan, Fang Jun's voice rang in her ears, and his hot and moist breath blew on her face: "Your Highness, you have taken advantage of Wei Chen, and Wei Chen is guilty."
Princess Changle let go of her hand as if she had been stung by something and received an electric shock. She felt dizzy and her delicate body was sore...