Aunt Cui was stunned.

In fact, Qiu Huixian and Xie Changyu were very polite when they got along.

But later on, when they consummated their marriage and became a real couple, they gradually became less polite.

Now I'm polite again...

Aunt Cui asked hesitantly: "Could it be because in the camp, the Crown Prince felt the need to maintain some dignity, so -"

Some are holding it.

Does Qiu Huixian feel that she is too polite?

Qiu Huixian was also stunned, feeling that what Grandma Cui said made sense.

After all, he was in the military, and with so many pairs of eyes staring at him, being too close to his wife would indeed damage his dignity.

but……

Qiu Huixian recalled that before, with so many generals watching, he walked up to her and took a poncho to cover herself.

At that time, she even wanted to get closer to him, using his figure to block the other people's shocked or amused eyes.

That would be fine... Instead, come back to the tent and be polite.

There is also the saying "Don't a good wife and a good mother have to serve her husband?"

Xie Changyu spoke lightly and in the same tone as usual, but Qiu Huixian felt a bit of teasing.

My husband, a serious, calm and rigid man, can actually tease others?

"Miss, the water is boiling."

Aunt Cui's voice rang out. She walked to Qiu Huixian's side and comforted her softly: "Don't think too much. You are really upset. Otherwise, just ask the prince why."

"I'm afraid that if you guess alone, if you don't understand, misunderstandings will arise, and ill feelings will arise. Wouldn't you be asking for trouble?"

Qiu Huixian came back to her senses, nodded and said "hmm", but she understood in her heart that sometimes words are not everything.

More often than not, for the sake of a little respect between each other, we say something that others like to hear, but in fact it is duplicitous. This situation is also common.

The water in the pot was boiling, and heat rushed out of the water.

Qiu Huixian took a slow breath, stepped forward, grabbed the noodles and put them into the pot.

For a lady like her, the only thing she could do to cook with her own hands was that her grandma and the maids would do other chores, and she would go downstairs, fish out the noodles, and serve a full plate of rice.

Fortunately, I was well prepared when I came and brought an apron and a smock so that my original clothes would not be stained.

Now he also rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fair arm.

Her slender fingers held the chopsticks and gently pushed the noodles to prevent them from sticking. Her nails were plump and tender, and the moon was half white. In this military camp, it was really a sight that people couldn't take their eyes away from.

The small stove is in the open air, with only a shed built above the head to protect it from the wind.

This is where meals are usually prepared for the wounded.

Now that Qiu Huixian is cooking here with her maid, Nanny, it is difficult not to attract everyone's attention.

But knowing that Priscilla Qiu was the Crown Prince's wife, no one dared to blatantly come to pay attention to her, so they stuck their heads out from a distance to pay attention.

From time to time, there were a few voices of emotion and discussion.

"What a sweet girl."

"Who says it's not the case... I heard that she is the eldest daughter of the former Youzhou General Affairs Minister Qiu. I think that Miss Qiu was also famous as a gentle and beautiful woman in Youyun."

"It's just that the marriage was difficult, and later she ended up like an old aunt who no one cares about."

"Bullshit! What nonsense are you talking about? How can I be an old aunt that no one cares about? This is clearly the gentle and virtuous mistress of the palace!"

"what?"

The person who said the old aunt was stunned for a moment, looked at his colleagues blinking at him desperately, and looking behind him with a smiling face. The person also reacted immediately and said loudly: "Yes! Bah, bah, bah, I didn't rinse my mouth in the morning and talked nonsense. This is our demure and gentle mistress, our general's good wife, our good mistress!"

The general who reminded him earlier quickly saluted Xie Changyu, who was walking in the distance: "Captain!"

The person who yelled later also turned around and saluted, very respectfully, "I've seen the Governor——"

"Are you all free?"

Xie Changyu approached the two of them and said expressionlessly: "Have you finished all your official duties?"

The two of them said in unison: "We are about to leave, but we will leave at the end!"

Then he turned around and left quickly in a neat movement.

Xie Changyu stared at the backs of the two people with slightly cold eyes.

The two people seemed to have eyes on their backs. They immediately moved faster and ran away.

Lei Jun smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Don't be angry, Your Majesty, these men are just bored and just talk casually."

Xie Changyu looked away, his eyes falling on Qiu Huixian not far away, "I'm not angry."

Lei Jun smiled even bigger and said "Oh".

He doesn't know if he's angry or not?
Getting angry with his subordinates just because of a few gossips is not something that Xie Changyu, the commander of the armed forces, can do, so of course he "can't be angry."

But fortunately, the people below came to the rescue and this was just a minor incident and did not cause a big mess.

Xie Changyu just stood there, watching quietly.

The small stove used by Qiu Huixian was upwind, and the two gossiping generals were far away.

Moreover, there were many sounds of soldiers drilling, drums, and horses in the camp.

It seemed that Priscilla Qiu didn't hear what they said, and was not affected at all as she walked around the small stove.

She was wearing a somewhat gray blouse, which was not as graceful and quiet as the light gauze skirt she usually wears when she is at home.

But just like this, gathered around the stove, concentrating on preparing for one person, made Xie Changyu feel more attractive and gentle.

There are two strands of broken hair hanging on the forehead, blowing in the wind.

Xie Changyu curled up her fingers behind her back, and suddenly had a small urge to see the restless hair behind her ears.

Lei Jun said with emotion: "People like Miss Qiu are willing to wash hands and make soup for the prince, but my family now doesn't care about what I eat except for making snacks for the children."

Xie Changyu said casually: "Sister-in-law Yu didn't cook for you before?"

"Let's do it, it's rough. Give me a big bowl of noodles, and put it down so hard." Lei Jun pulled his lips and mocked himself: "I always said that you only do that when feeding dogs, and she still glared at me."

"The Crown Prince's wife must be the most gentle and virtuous..."

Lei Jun sighed again. Without even thinking about it, he could guess that Qiu Huixian brought the food to Xie Changyu and said gently: "Husband, please use it."

Xie Changyu looked indifferent: "I remember a long time ago, my mother treated my father as you said, and Sister-in-law Yu treated you like she did. She didn't hide anything, it was all true."

Lei Jun was stunned for a moment.

It's true when you think about it.

King Kaiping had some family business at that time. Although many people said that he was a nouveau riche, they could not deny that he was really lucky.

Yu is the only daughter of King Kaiping. Her family background is not high, she has an arrogant and domineering temperament, and she is really not gentle towards Xie Wei.

Lei Jun was a few years younger than Xie Wei. When he followed Xie Wei, he always saw his general being tormented by his wife.

At that time, he thought it was bullying, and felt that Yu's wife was really a savage and domineering tigress. He didn't understand what Xie Wei saw in her, and secretly guessed whether Xie Wei was trying to cling to Zhennan.

But later I drank with Xie Wei, and Xie Wei laughed and said he didn't understand the fun.

Then Lei Jun also found a wife with similar personality as Yu. (End of chapter)

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