pungent peasant girl

Chapter 436 Willing to go alone

A letter of only [-] characters, with childish handwriting.

Luo Ziyan watched it for an hour before letting it go again.

He picked up the quill and stroked lightly across the back of the letter.

The pen is easy to use, and the writing pen and brush are even smoother, especially for writing very small characters, and it is easy to carry on the body.

Her thousand words have never been so brave and clever.

Like when they first met, she was a little country girl who had the guts to save him.

Just like how she robbed someone's sedan chair in a fit of anger a few years ago.

Also after Sister was captured by black hands, she went to rescue Sister witty and clever.

She disguised herself as a man to learn martial arts.

She had the audacity to go to the mountains to shoot wild boars under the guise of being the young wife of the Luo family.

She pretended to be a maid in the palace and faced any censure and accident with vigilance.

Her temperament is like the bow and arrow in her hand.

Sharp, courageous, just, never admit defeat.

During the three years of Shiguang together, she has become more and more gentle to him, and he can also see the kindness deep in her heart. He thinks that Shiguang has worn away the sharpness in her body.

But no, Meng Qianyan is still Meng Qianyan.

She was gentle only because she fell in love with him.

Today, she is still as bold and determined as she was three years ago.

But what can he do.

He said that he would support her in everything.

He stood up and put the quills away one by one in the box.

God, I hope my thousand words are all right.

On the city wall, the winter wind was bitter and the flags were fluttering.

Luo Ziyan stood upright wearing a silver armor, looking at the vast expanse outside the city wall.

Wu Sui and others are behind him.

"how are you today?"

"There seems to be no movement today." Wu Sui said: "The last general's people have been guarding the whole time. The spies sent out have not returned any news."

Luo Ziyan nodded, "Very well, keep an eye on it, and send more spies outside Mo Yun's army. If there is any disturbance, report it to the commander immediately."

"Yes, I will understand later."

"Also, watch carefully at night. If there are Kongming lanterns rising in the sky, be sure to shoot them back."

The suburbs are colder than the city, and the whistling wind is whistling in my ears.

Meng Qianyan's ability to find the way is not very good, but with the huge military camp here, she can still find the way well.

She approached the barracks here.

Some soldiers found her.

In the blink of an eye, those soldiers rushed over.

Countless knives and guns were placed around her neck.

"Who is it? This is a barracks tent, don't get close."

"I know, but my identity is Princess Yihuan of the Yan Dynasty, and Concubine Yue is also my adoptive mother. I think I can appear here."

Her words fell quietly.

Not far away, a familiar old man's voice sounded, "Let go of Princess Yihuan, and bring the princess here."

"Yes."

Crash, all the knives and guns retreated.

Meng Qianyan looked in the direction of the voice in the crowd.

It was Daoist Liu Yuan standing there.

He was dressed in a blue taoist robe, and was holding Fuchen in his hand.

She smiled, "Daoist Liu Yuan, it's still the same."

"Hehe, the princess hasn't changed much either."

"Is Brother Seventeen here?"

"Yes, the princess and the old man are here."

The red-hot charcoal fire, beep, beep, beep, beep.

With the invasion of the cold wind, the curtain of the tent was lifted.

Mo Yun raised his eyes and saw Daoist Liu Yuan and Meng Qianyan.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed for a moment, and there was subtle surprise in the eyes.

"It's a thousand words."

"Brother Seventeen, of course it's me, we haven't seen each other for almost three months."

Mo Yun stood up, "So, you came to see me?"

"No way, I came out this time, but your people almost wiped my neck."

"Heh." Luo Ziyan smiled, "Come here, sit here, it's much warmer here."

"Then I won't be rude."

Meng Qianyan lifted the cloak and sat on the seat opposite Mo Yun.

There was a red charcoal fire in front of her, which was warm and warm, and also revealed a bright yellow halo on her fair face.

Mo Yun looked at her, silent, with a faint smile on his lips.

Daoist Liu Yuan stood at the door, "Are you going to prepare something? Xiao Yun."

"Then trouble the Taoist priest to tell Ruoxian that Princess Yihuan is here, and let him prepare some good food. Qian Yan has worked so hard these days, so of course he wants to eat better."

Meng Qianyan grasped the deep meaning in his words, "Brother Seventeen seems to know me very well?"

"Your complexion is not good, I can see it."

"Oh, so it's just because of my complexion, and I'm also because Brother Seventeen sent someone to spy on me secretly?"

There is something in Meng Qianyan's words, of course Mo Yun understands.

"Even if it's peeping, it's my lord's ability to spy on me."

"Brother Seventeen is really eloquent, you have your reasons for everything that happens to you."

"Qianyan, you forgot, this trick was learned from you by the king."

"Then I have to admit that I am unlucky?"

"Hehe, since we're already here, let's not talk about this for now. Anyway, if you call me Brother Seventeen, this king will have to treat you well."

"Okay, then I'm not too polite. In the capital, I haven't had a good meal for many days. Speaking of it, I'd like to thank Brother Seventeen."

"It's not my king's fault, it's you, your vision."

"Huh?" Meng Qianyan looked at him, "You mean, I should turn around?"

"You misunderstood, this king didn't mean that."

"what does that mean."

"What do you mean it's so important?" Mo Yun answered casually.

During the conversation, the curtain was lifted again, and several people dressed as maids came in, set up the table, and put out all kinds of snacks, wine, fish and meat, really everything you need.

Meng Qianyan was stunned, "Brother Seventeen, how much wealth did you save in Suyu Bookstore and that song and dance workshop?"

Mo Yun stood up, pulled two chairs over, pushed one to Meng Qianyan, and sat down by himself, "Do you think this king only has Suyu Bookstore and that song and dance studio in his hands?"

"Could it be that you also belong to the Seventeenth Brother in the military mansion?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Yun paused for a moment, his phoenix eyes half-closed, he looked very much like the empress dowager's cat, "You know all about this?"

He had a half-smile, Meng Qianyan didn't know how to tell if the words were true or not.

"You, don't think so much. If you can easily guess the strength of this king, then today this king may have been reincarnated in the underworld."

"That's right, Brother Seventeen hides it so deeply that I really can't see through it."

"Here, lamb leg, eat it, it should be pretty good." Mo Yun picked up a large piece of meat and put it into Meng Qianyan's bowl.

Meng Qianyan is not polite, eat as much as you want, why bother to wrong your spleen and stomach.

It took more than an hour to eat and drink.

When we got out of the tent again, it was already afternoon.

Mo Yun looked at her side face, under the sunlight, the tiny fluff was clearly visible.

"Now it's getting dark early, why don't you stay here for a few days?"

(End of this chapter)