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Feng Qingxiao continued to eat without a word, and Yun Zhao could only lower his head and kneel on the ground. Yun Zihuang felt that the atmosphere at this moment was a little strange as she looked towards the War God King beside her.

"Put it away."

"Understood."

Yun Zhao agreed as he broke out in a cold sweat. How was he supposed to put it after all this time?

The items in the princess' tent were extremely simple. There was only a beast skin mattress, a light backpack, and a leather armor that the princess never liked to wear. He deeply suspected that there was something inside this weightless backpack. The problem was that every time, the princess would take everything she needed from this small and extremely strange backpack. This backpack seemed like it could fit anything.

He slowly stood up and bent his waist with his head lowered. He raised his gaze slightly and swept his gaze over his master's tent. He immediately found a place where he could place the princess' things. He quickly put her things on the bed on which the Lord was sleeping and stepped back. "I will take my leave."

"Yes."

Hearing the master's voice, he bowed and left the tent. Then, he turned around and quickly left.

Originally, he was in discussion with Feng Qingxiao. According to the etiquette rules of the Tian Yuan Kingdom, the two of them were publicly showing their love and affection to each other. But now, she felt that the War God's emotions were very strange.

She rubbed his face, "Feng Qingxiao, you seem to be quite against Yun Zhao. He doesn't dare to offend you, does he?" He didn't do anything wrong, right? "

"I heard you called him a good brother."

Immediately, the entire tent became filled with a sour feeling. She held his face in her hands and looked at it with a funny expression on her face. "Are you jealous? "Hehe, you're really jealous. This is too interesting. The way you look when you're jealous is too cool."

"Humph!"

The War God raised his head proudly and hugged the little girl's waist with great dissatisfaction. "You can call Yun Zhao a good brother, and call me by my name. Speak clearly for me."

"Do you want to be my brother? "Even if it's a good brother, it's only brother. I've always regarded Yun Zhao and the others as brothers of mine. My world is called brother, and it's not as complicated as this place."

"In your world, women could call men older brother as they please?"

"Yes, my world is very open and lively. It doesn't have so many smelly rules and etiquette. The woman shook hands with an unfamiliar man and even hugged him. It was normal for women to call men big brother and handsome, just like here, where women called men young master. "The man calls the woman his little sister or beauty, and there is no man or woman who is not intimate with each other. The woman works in the same way as the man, and has the same rights and status."

As Feng Qingxiao listened, he pondered for a moment. "This place is not your original world. With the etiquette here, I won't allow you to go and comply with all of your rules. Zi Huang, do as the Romans do. With your wisdom, you must know what to do. "

She pondered for a long time. She had always been unwilling to assimilate herself into this world. She was also too lazy to abide by the harsh and complex rules and etiquette of this place. The original owner of the princess' body, Princess Taiping, was a very unruly and rebellious young girl. Coupled with Yun Fei's pampered and unrestrained nature, it suited her temperament quite well. However, now that she decided to stay, she had to follow the customs of the land, at least on the surface.

"Pa …"

A resounding kiss landed on Feng Qingxiao's handsome face as she said with a smile, "As my lord commands, I really take Yun Zhao and the others as brothers. You're the only man I love, my Feng Qingxiao."

He placed his hand on the back of her head and kissed her deeply. After a long time, he finally let go, "Very good, only you can call this grandpa's name. What should I call you?"

"It's better if it's Yun Zihuang. From now on, I'm Yun Zihuang, the princess of the House of Duke Dingguo, and the fiancee of the Tianyuan Battle God King."

"Excellent."

The War God King's slightly cold face blossomed into a warm and deep smile. She twisted his body, "Can you let me go? It's awkward to eat like this. Also, since you want to follow the customs of the country, can you be more reserved in public? "

"What am I doing? Who dares to say anything?"

"Then can I also take advantage of the War God's prestige to do whatever I want?"

She held her cheeks and asked with a little sadness, "In an era where the imperial power was paramount, the most respected Regent of the Tianyuan Kingdom was naturally the one who could do whatever she wanted. Others must pretend that they didn't see it." But she couldn't do it. She was just a small princess, and now she barely had an official position. She was only the hospital president of the military hospital that was the size of a sesame seed. The officer in charge was also just a field officer, just a small shrimp.

Feng Qingxiao smiled and said, "Yes."

She, who was in the midst of grief, was just about to bury her head and continue to eat it when she heard this word. She raised her head and her eyes lit up: "What? You think so? Feng Qingxiao, you're the one who said that, Jun Wu Yi, aren't you? "

He pointed at her forehead with his finger. "You little girl, it's hard to get you to follow etiquette rules. Your fox tail has never been withdrawn. Do you still need to be wronged by my, Feng Qingxiao's, woman? "

"Then you just reminded me to follow the customs of the land."

She pouted her lips and looked at him in dissatisfaction. Seeing that her lips were extremely moist because of the swelling, the War God King's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but go over and fiercely kiss her, unwilling to let go. What kind of meal would have such sweet and soft lips? The wind carried the petals of morning dew, and the branches hung with the taste of freshly ripe cherries. Where would he go to eat anything?

The Iron Guards and personal guards looked at each other and quietly turned to do something. They didn't neglect that when the Canton Princess came out of her tent, her lips were slightly swollen and red.

They were men, of course, and could imagine what had happened, but they pretended not to see it.

What a joke, was it possible for a subject like him to only say one word about the matter between the master and the mistress?

At the beginning, he had been very worried. He had been very unwilling to see the princess and his lord getting too close. After all, the princess was a girl who had never married her lord. Right now, he could only watch his eldest brother pack up the princess' things and deliver them to the master's tent. As an official, what could he say? What did he dare to say?

"Yun Yin, what are you daydreaming about?"

He hastily stood up to pay his respects. "Grandfather, the Lord has ordered big brother to pack up the princess's things and deliver them to the Lord's tent. So …"

"How dare you! Is there anything you can say about the matter of the Lord?"

Yun Yin lowered his head and said in a low voice, "But the princess is still a young lady and has not been married off. I am worried that it will hinder the princess' good name."

"We were originally just servants of the Duke, but now that the Lord is the sovereign of the Duke and us, do what you should. I believe that after the war ends and we return to the Northern Frontier, the Lord will be married to the Princess. "