Chapter 533

After releasing the dark Harrier, Nalan released some heart at night.

Although he didn't make it clear, he believed Luo qingluan would be careful and vigilant. She is so smart that even if he is not with her, she will be able to take good care of herself and wait for him to come back safely.

Just... Nalan night can't rest assured after all. At the thought that Luo qingluan had a big stomach, endured all kinds of inconvenience, and now had to be on guard against her assassin, he wanted to crush the fake around him!

Bear it!

When he finds out the details of the fake and solves the war as soon as possible, he will go back as soon as possible.

After closing the files in front of him, Nalan got up and left the city master's house at night and went to the military camp outside the city. Yuan Xing followed him and immediately whispered vaguely, "marshal, are you going to see the princess?"

Yuan Xing didn't expect Luo qingluan to come to the border again. Although they didn't tell him the reason, he also guessed it. It must be the princess who misses the prince. Otherwise, how could she come all the way to such a dangerous war zone and be so embarrassed?

Since the princess came, he obviously saw that the marshal was different from before. He spent more time in a daze and meditation. He must be secretly missing the princess? It's just that there are too many people in the barracks and the war is important. The prince should focus on the overall situation and can't be intimate with the princess all day. Otherwise, I'm afraid the marshal will be tired of the princess every day as he is in the capital?

He couldn't help laughing in his heart. Yuan Xing didn't expect that a person as cold as his prince had changed after meeting the princess. But it's normal to think about it. The princess is not an ordinary woman. No wonder she can make the prince so distressed and obsessed.

Nalan walked slowly at night and glanced back at Yuan Xing: "why, do you have a problem?"

"I dare not." Yuan Xing immediately said with a smile: "the marshal is free to see the princess. His subordinates dare to talk. I'm afraid the princess can't wait. The marshal should go quickly and his subordinates won't disturb."

With that, he smiled and wanted to step down.

Nalan night stopped him: "wait."

"What else does the marshal have to say?"

"Remember not to disclose the princess, otherwise..."

Yuan Xing immediately patted his chest and promised: "don't worry, marshal. His subordinates understand that they will never say more. Later, I'll tell the Yong'an boy that his dream words spread out when he dreamed at night."

The marshal was so nervous about the princess. Naturally, he was afraid that the news that she appeared in the barracks would lead to criticism. After all, there are no women in the military camp, and the marshal can't take his family when he goes to war. If someone knows the identity of the princess and spreads it to the capital, it will be troublesome for his majesty to know it.

But he didn't understand that since the marshal loved the princess so much and wanted to stick with her, why did he let the princess live in the barracks and return to the city master's house every day? There haven't been so many wars recently. Guan Dongping is also responsible for the relocation of the people in Shuyang city. Why is the prince so laborious?

"Yes." Nalan nodded at night: "by the way, you go to the kitchen and ask them to prepare some food, which will be sent to the barracks later."

"Will the marshal have dinner with the princess?" As soon as Yuan Xinggang asked, he immediately understood. The smile on his face was like stealing a fishy cat. He stepped back.

Seeing Yuan Xing's cheap smiling face, Nalan night knew he had misunderstood. However, he didn't intend to explain the misunderstanding that the woman was a fake. For the sake of insurance, he didn't even intend to say Yuan Xing and Yong'an. He could only take advantage of it when he revealed the flaw.

Maybe he can find out something from this woman and capture North Vietnam as soon as possible!

A meaningful smile flashed across his lips, and Nalan night raised his feet and walked towards the military camp.

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In the warm camp, the fire was raging, and Shi Jian just woke up from his dream.

Just a few days after seeing Nalan, she dreamed of him. Shijian stroked his reddish face and gathered up the soft quilt. It seems that she really has a crush on him, otherwise how could she dream of him?

In the dream, Nalan night was very gentle to her and spoiled her. He kissed her and loved her. When he thought about the warm picture, he felt blushing and heartbeat. She couldn't help recalling it over and over again. She wished everything in her dream was true. If Nalan night was true, would she give her a half push or

"Qingluan, are you awake?" Suddenly, the low and gentle words came with a cold wind, and Shi Jian was shocked. When it was clear that Nalan came at night, he immediately felt that his mind was clearly seen by him, and put his head into the quilt with shame.

"Why does qingluan still want to sleep?" Nalan walked over quietly and sat in front of the bed.

The woman's expression is really disgusting. His eyes are no different from those crazy women. He is a little surprised. It is clearly a person with ulterior motives who pretends to be Luo qingluan and lurks around him, but how can he show this disgusting expression to him? Is it true that he is so charming that he can't even stop the enemy?

He couldn't help frowning. Nalan had experienced this countless times before, but he met someone posing as Luo qingluan for the first time. Where can't he see that the woman is only afraid of her heart, so she is so pretentious? Before, he mistook this woman for Luo qingluan. Now it seems that it's too far away.

His qingluan, even if he liked him again, would not behave so stupid and mentally disabled. She is so clever and cunning that even if she likes him, she hides it in her heart and always asks him to take the initiative. However, she is like a cunning and lovely fox, which makes him unable to stop.

If he hadn't worked hard for a long time, I'm afraid Luo qingluan wouldn't be so gentle as now? Thinking of the month before the departure, Nalan night really felt like eating marrow and knowing the taste. He just felt sick at the thought of the pretentious posture around him, hiding in the quilt and pretending to be shy.

If he hadn't wanted to find out her origin, he would have thrown her out and beat her to death!

As long as he is an enemy, no matter men or women, he has no pity for jade.

The quilt slowly opened a corner, and Shi Jian put out her head with a red face, but as soon as she saw Nalan night staring at her, she suddenly remembered the beautiful spring dream just now, blushing and almost speechless.

Nalan was impatient to see her hide in the quilt again. He also wanted to find a chance to pry into the inside story. The woman foolishly hid in the quilt and wasted her time, as if she were hiding from others. How could he ask?

With patience, Nalan opened the quilt at night and tried to ease his language: "well, if you sleep again, you'll be dizzy. Get up and freshen up. I asked Yuan Xing to prepare lunch for you. If you get sick, you have to eat more, you know?"

Then he felt hungry. The sword servant finally got up. Nalan night saw that she was only wearing a belly pocket and her flesh was exposed outside, which was extremely tempting. He glanced, his skin was still white, but it was still worse than his qingluan. A smell of sweet scented osmanthus mixed with body smell came, and Nalan night couldn't help but don't open his head.

In the past, when Luo qingluan occasionally used this kind of flower dew, how did he feel very good? Naturally light, inadvertently let him sprout the feeling of wanting to kiss her. But now... The smell appears on this woman, but it feels uncomfortable and disgusting.

While dressing, Shi Jian secretly looked at Nalan night, still blushing and heartbeat.

Just now, he took a peek at her and then quickly turned his head. Was he tempted by her body and couldn't help it? The action of serving the sword became slower and slower. Looking at Nalan night with shame and timidity, he couldn't help thinking, if he wasn't in the military camp now, would Nalan night want to die The fire burned and rushed directly at her?

If she takes the initiative now, is Nalan night restrained or desperate to have a hearty conversation with her

"Dress quickly and don't catch cold."

Just thinking, the voice of Nalan night rang again, with a trace of depression: "next time you go to bed, you'd better wear more. After all, this is a military camp. It's bad if someone accidentally breaks in."

Trying to control himself, Nalan couldn't help but leave at night.

I saw many women tempting him, but there were only a few women who had the opportunity to undress around him like this fake. He is definitely not as good as Longyang. He can be tired of the woman he likes all his life, but he can only be disgusted with this kind of ill intentioned bitch who comes to the door. He has to bear it. It's a great test of his self-control.

According to Nalan night's ability to control the dark night hall, this fake has indeed been trained in this field. If she changed to an ordinary man, I'm afraid her figure and action would make people forget themselves and rush forward regardless of everything.

But in Nalan night's view, this woman's every move is very clumsy. If she uses her own appearance and means, maybe he is not so disgusting, but she wants to pretend to be Luo qingluan, but she doesn't know how his qingluan is in private. She just takes it for granted, so it seems very ridiculous.

It's unbearable. Nalan night can only find an excuse to remind her to get dressed quickly.

I thought Nalan night really cared about her and was worried that other men would see her body. The sword shyly thanked me, finally accelerated his action and put on his clothes twice.

"Nalan night, where do I wash?" The sword attendant looked at him with eyes like silk.

She likes Nalan night more and more. The man is cold on the surface, but once he meets the person he likes, he will spoil him with all kinds of intentions. Before, she thought that the king of Chu was really cold as ice and worried that the task would not be completed, but when she came, she knew that this man's feelings were a dull bitch, typical cold outside and hot inside.

If she wasn't worried that her performance was too enthusiastic, it would be against Luo qingluan's original character and was detected by Nalan night, she really wanted to rush to him and conceive Nalan night's child as soon as possible.

Wash? This woman wants to die, doesn't she bother him with such small things? Nalan night became more and more impatient. Except Luo qingluan, he never worried about other women. On second thought, he frowned and said, "wait."

Before waiting for Shijian to speak, Nalan night went out, turned around the camp, walked to a gang worker who had just finished breakfast and was ready to wash, picked up the kettle that was burning black and covered with ashes at the bottom of the pot and came back.

"Everything in the military camp is simple. There is no maid yet. Qingluan, you can only make do." Nalan night put the kettle on the ground. No matter how the sword waiter did it, he sat directly aside.

"Ah, this kettle... So dirty!" Shi Jian frowned and could hardly get down.

She looked at Nalan night and wanted Nalan night to help her, but she thought of Nalan night, a man, the king of Chu. She was afraid that if she loved Luo qingluan again, she wouldn't do such a cheap thing as preparing facial cleanser for her, right?

In order not to expose his identity and say inappropriate words, Shi Jian can only endure nausea and carry the dark kettle. Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand touched the handle of the pot, the hot temperature immediately made her quickly withdraw her hand and scream, "ah -"

How hot? Just now she saw Nalan night coming in with it. Isn't it any different? How could Nalan night be all right? She thought the kettle was not hot. As a result, she was caught off guard and burned.

Tears of grievance are coming out. Shijian is no longer a killer, but some Kung Fu can't be practiced on the skin. The surface of the kettle just removed from the stove is dark. I'm afraid it's actually red, isn't it? Otherwise, how could it burn her palm so painful?

It's still dark. I saw a few blisters coming out. Shijian couldn't control his temper. As soon as he was angry, he kicked the kettle over, and the water splashed out on the ground.