Warm wife strikes

Chapter 840
Fingers caressed the corners of her lips unconsciously, there seemed to be a trace of warmth and wetness left there, some things were not forgotten, but just too lazy to remember.

But these memories swarmed in at this time, like a slide show when the play button was pressed, interacting with each other in his mind, flickering back and forth, and suddenly found that this girl, in his heart, seemed to be more beautiful than he imagined. It is more important to come.

It turned out that he had always overestimated himself and underestimated her.

However, he still stubbornly believed that this kind of concern was nothing, because when facing Cannes, he was not as full of joy, blushing and heartbeating as he was when facing Fu Yashi. He would not be affectionate to his subordinates. His principle of doing things is what his father asked him to do.

Ji Meili sat on the cold stone pier like this, her thoughts drifted to nowhere.The people below had already gone out to look for Cannes, he didn't dare to imagine, if Cannes was dead, would he still be as calm as before.

"Your Highness, the breakfast is already cold." The new soldier who took over reminded him softly and cautiously.

Ji Meili came back to her senses, glanced at the food in front of her, waved her hand and said, "Take it, I won't eat."

"Yes." The little soldier replied respectfully, and packed up the breakfast.He didn't understand. Judging by His Highness's attitude, he obviously still cared about Kang Shiwei very much. He didn't know why he was so cruel to let Kang Shiwei go, but there were many things he couldn't understand. With his rank, he was not qualified. I can only think about it in my heart to comment on the master's affairs.

Ji Meili let out a breath, and took out the map and documents to study as usual. Now that he was at war, he warned himself not to let personal matters distract his mind, but this self-admonition didn't work very well. Usually it was very difficult for him. The easy-to-understand words have become like oracle bone inscriptions at this moment, making him unable to read in and calm down. Those roads on the map that turn like loaches and coordinates like beetles make his head bigger and bigger. It's getting heavier and heavier.

Really, fuck it.

Ji Meili always wanted to be rude, no matter what his image as a prince or his elegant temperament, let's vent his anger by scolding him severely first.

However, he didn't scold anything. His father taught him to be responsible since he was a child. The cause he planted must be tasted by himself, and the choice he made must bear the consequences.The matter of Cannes is his own choice, so he can only bear it, and he can't blame God for playing with him, although God is really playing with him.

Ji Meili threw down the map and documents. He has been tired of reading these things for a long time. In fact, he is the one who dislikes fighting the most. If his eldest brother Ji Kang hadn't been a hindrance, he wouldn't have come here. The damn battlefield has even become a hostile relationship with Fu Ya.He knew that Ji Kang had always been dissatisfied with his father's selection of him as the crown prince, so in order to make meritorious service and show that he was better than him, Ji Kang provoked wars everywhere. The last time it was Lujin Island, and this time he even brought in the Shengde Empire , he is really bored!

But he had to fight again, not for himself, but for his mother.

This is the sorrow of being in the royal family. He has no other choice. If he doesn't take that position, what awaits him is the torture and revenge of his elder brother Ji Kang. It doesn't matter if he dies, but what about his mother?Who will protect her?
From a very young age, he knew that as much as his father expected of him, so much was his danger, and the world was always fair.

Ji Meili sighed lightly, sadness appeared on her delicate and delicate face like white porcelain, and she picked up the map and documents she had thrown away again, forcing herself to focus on them.

Perhaps, one day, he will get the freedom he wants.

The sun rose quietly and then set quietly. During this period, Ji Meili kept the same sitting posture, concentrating on looking at the documents in front of him. His straight military uniform made him look even more solemn, as if time was passing by. loses its effect.

"Your Highness." At sunset, the person who was sent to look for Cannes returned.

"Have you found it?" Ji Meili raised her head slightly, her bright eyes were shining with indescribable charm.

"Report Your Highness, there is no clue." The soldiers lowered their heads in shame. Today they searched for more than ten kilometers around the camp, but they did not find any traces of Cannes.

"That's it." After a day of precipitation, Ji Meili's restless mood had eased, and he nodded slightly, "Let's expand the scope tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Highness!" The soldiers had no objection.

After pushing back the soldiers, Ji Meili blinked his sore eyes, stood up from the stone pier, stretched his limbs lazily, and walked towards the camp of the Holy Empire with his long legs.

It's only a few minutes away, and Ji Meili will be there soon. At this time, Jun Luochuan is having dinner, stewed pheasant with fresh mushrooms, barbecued hare, and steamed steamed buns. This kid is enjoying it!

"Second prince, stay safe and sound!" Ji Meili whistled, and leaned leisurely against a big tree next to her.

"It's the third prince, have you had dinner yet? Would you like to have some together?" Unexpectedly, Jun Luochuan, who had always appeared in front of Ji Meili with a poker face, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and talked with him with a rare smile. Say hello.

Ji Meili sat over suspiciously. The Jun Luochuan in front of him looked the same as before, but Ji Meili felt that something was wrong. The previous Jun Luochuan would never look at him so kindly and politely. , Is this person taking the elegant route?
"The second prince's food is really good!" Despite his doubts, Ji Meili had been working in the palace for more than [-] years, and he didn't show any discomfort at all.

Jun Luochuan smiled faintly: "My hands were itchy in the afternoon, so I went hunting for a while. These are all trophies."

The soldiers brought over a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and Ji Meili unceremoniously picked up a piece: "The second prince really has a sense of elegance. He is still in the mood to go hunting in the face of this national war."

Jun Luochuan finally heard something wrong in Ji Meili's tone, "The third prince seems to have some complaints about me?"

Ji Meili smiled innocently: "The second prince is worrying too much, I'm just purely curious."

Jun Luochuan frowned. In fact, he only accepted the fact that he was now inside Qishan when he got up this morning. The memory of the previous few days seemed to be covered with a veil, and he couldn't see it no matter how he looked. I don't know how I came to the interior of Qishan, and how I hooked up with Ji Meili.He remembered that Fu Ya died, and then he was heartbroken, and then his memory was lost. He had no idea what he had done for more than a week.

But Jun Luochuan is a smart person, the more things he doesn't understand, the less he will show it, so when he gets along with Ji Meili, he is calm and normal.

(End of this chapter)