King Leng Chases His Wife: Meng Concubine Wants to Climb the Wall

Chapter 262 A Letter from Thousands of Miles Away
At the moment when she rushed over, Chu Qiang thought that the only time in her life that she reacted so quickly was when she was thrown into special training in her previous life, and she had a dog behind her buttocks. It was rare for her to run so fast. Only a few steps away, Chu Qiang quickly went over and grabbed the letter.

That technique, that figure, the whole is a bandit.However, at the moment when he saw the letter, the flash of disappointment in his eyes drowned out all the passion just now.The letter did not come from Mu Zexi.

Yu'er smiled embarrassedly at Xu Yanyu, and made an expression like my lady is just like this.

Fortunately, Xu Yanyu didn't seem to be surprised anymore, and said helplessly to Chu Qiang, "Slow down, Xin won't run away."

Unexpectedly, Chu Qiang turned his head leisurely, raised his eyebrows and said: "Who said that? I have had many dreams in the past few days, and the letter is running ahead of me, and I can't catch up even if I try my best."

"Perhaps the Sixth Prince has the letter, so you can catch up."

Xu Yanyu laughed and teased Chu Qiang, but he was also very moved in his heart, thinking deeply and thinking deeply.

Chu Qiang twitched his brows immediately, and said dryly, "——cough cough, er, Xiao Xiao, this dead girl, finally remembered to write a letter to the young master——"

This expression seems to be shy.In Chu Qiang's world, there was no such word as shy, but now, this sudden shyness made Xu Yanyu's stomach hurt from laughing.

And isn't the letter in Chu Qiang's hand the "letter" from Xiao Xiaoxiao?

The signature section arrogantly wrote the three big characters of aunt and grandma, and when the letter was opened, there was a mess of chicken chops, dogs, and earthworms crawling inside, it was hard to associate it with the letter.

Xu Yanyu walked up to Chu Qiang, smiled and comforted, "Xiao Xiao must be busy with a lot of things for his first expedition."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Qiang's eyelids twitch, and the expression on his face was wonderful, as if he had been poisoned and detoxified.

Chu Qiang's inner monologue at this moment is: Damn it!What the hell is this a letter?Who the hell is the letter drawn in unintelligible Martian characters?

I don't know whether Xiao Xiaoxiao overestimated Chu Qiang's ability to distinguish between pictures and texts, or overestimated his own drawing ability, but Chu Qiang watched it for a long time and could barely see what Xiao Xiaoxiao wanted to express was, She killed a horse—·

Immediately, Ms. Chu felt her heart twitch, and she said, "Yes, after all, she is stupid, so it will take some time."

As he said that, Chu Qiang's small eyes turned to Yu'er intensely, circling her face, not knowing what to do.

Yu'er's scalp was numb from Chu Qiang's gaze, and his body was trembling. He asked weakly, "Miss, you, what do you see Yu'er doing? Well, it's scary."

Originally, Chu Qiang's face was slightly rounder because of her pregnancy, but in the past few days, her whole body has become haggard, her eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and the clear gray under her eyes can't be covered.If you keep staring at a person like this, let alone, it will be as scary as the eyes of a very hungry wild dog.

"What about the letter?"

Chu Qiang stared at Yu'er's hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"letter?"

Yu'er was startled, and looked at Chu Qiang in confusion, not knowing how to react for a while.

Chu Qiang nodded, and said innocently: "Yes, didn't you say that there is a letter from the young master?"

Yu'er replied dumbfoundedly: "I wrote you a letter, miss."

What's wrong with my lady?The letter that was snatched just now, will you not accept it now?

"Damn it!!! Is this a letter? Isn't that a chicken crawling painting?"

Also, Yu'er, you put your hands behind your back, don't you have faith?Seeing Chu Qiang's small eyes wandering behind Yu'er, he almost rushed over to check again.

Yu'er spread his hands helplessly, almost crying.When did my lady, when did she live like this—·

The night was dark, and the marching team set up camp on the spot. The night in the woods was always so quiet, so quiet that people felt empty in their hearts.

In the white battalion commander's room in the middle, the lights are still on, and the man sitting in front of the table is writing something, his handsome side face is suffocatingly beautiful under the candlelight.He was dressed in a dark blue dress embroidered with dark silver patterns, his hair was simply tied up without too many decorations, but sitting there, he gave people a sense of dignity for no reason.

"My lord, you should rest early, the soldiers will take turns to watch the night, and we will leave tomorrow at Mao."

Wearing armor, Meng Yi opened the curtain and walked in, bringing the washed clothes to Mu Zexi.The soldiers rested for a long time, but the candles on Mu Zexi's side were still bright.

Marching in the daytime, when you stop, you have to study the information from the Later Song Dynasty at any time. Mu Zexi's experience is more tiring than that in the capital.Even Meng Yi felt uncomfortable when he saw it.

Hearing the movement, Mu Zexi raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and asked hoarsely, "Have all the letters been delivered?"

Although he marched all day, his body was still clean and tidy. "Has the letter been delivered?" Mu Zexi was like a repeater, asking several times a day, and Meng Yi felt that if he didn't answer, he would be sorry for his prince.

"Delivered."

Hearing Meng Yi's answer, Mu Zexi breathed a sigh of relief, but obviously said a little lonely, "Really?"

Since it was delivered, why didn't you reply?
Or, she can't even read the letter?
Or, snoozing and forgetting?
Of course, Mu Zexi himself knew that these were all excuses.

Even if he told himself that he didn't ask for a reply, but when the daily expectations turned into disappointment, if he didn't care, he would be disappointed.

Occasionally there are a few insects chirping in the night, and in such a night, the heart is even more empty.

Meng Yi looked at the folded cloak and asked, "My lord, will your cloak be washed for you?"

In the past two days, there have been discussions in the camp, saying that the sixth princess is really tough, and that the sixth prince can wear such ugly clothes obediently.Looking around the world, which country's concubine can be as tough as our Great Sage Sixth Princess?
Mu Zexi glanced at the cloak that was placed aside, and smiled lightly, "No need, go get some water, I'll wash it myself."

"What? You wash it yourself?"

Meng Yi's mouth opened as if he had swallowed an egg alive, and his eyeballs were about to fall out in shock. His lord is going to do his laundry?Terrible, terrible! ! ! !In the past, my prince only knew how to change clothes! ! !

Mu Zexi's obsession with cleanliness is notorious, and Xie Yao and Xie Yao are like brothers, both of them change clothes at least three times a day.

Seeing that Meng Yi seemed very shocked, Mu Zexi didn't bother to explain much, so he just said lightly: "Go."

Meng Yi seemed to have returned to his soul, and hurriedly shook his hand and said: "Then how can I do it!! How can the prince do it himself? Let's go."

Mu Zexi frowned and gently picked up the cloak, and said helplessly, "It was painted on? It would be a pity if it was washed. That's all, no need."

The patterns on the cloak were all printed on bamboo by Chu Qiang. Once washed, it might be a puddle of ink.

There will always be a person who gives you something that is obviously very unsightly, but in your eyes, it is like a peerless treasure.

"That--·"

Meng Yi stood there in embarrassment, without turning his head, he really couldn't see through the whispers between the prince and the concubine.

"It's okay, clear the table for me."

I have been sitting in front of the table for several hours, even if it is wood, I should move it to prevent it from taking root.What's more, Mu Zexi is still an individual.

Meng Yi scratched his head hesitantly, and skillfully went over to tidy up the things on Mu Zexi's desk, "Are you going to write a letter again? My lord, Lao Meng feels like a living person for the first time. I'm afraid there are not as many mosquitoes as the letter you wrote to the princess."

What are you talking about, could it be that Mu Zexi was a dead person before?

Just, how familiar words.

Mu Zexi shook his head and laughed, got up and walked aside, picked up a painting on the table, looked at the woman in the painting with a gentle expression, and said with a smile: "It's always a good thing for people to care about."

Meng Yi didn't take it seriously, nodded, smiled and lowered his head to pack his things.

Mu Zexi: "Jiang Lanhou, please always pay attention to the movements in the six princes' mansion. She will be messing about like a monkey when I'm not here."

No, maybe it is more tossing than a monkey.After all, a monkey is just climbing a tree. Chu Qiang is not only climbing a tree, but also setting fire.

Meng Yi nodded: "Yes."

Mu Zexi: "Yuan Qi doesn't like to walk around in the palace, but in this palace, he is the only one who can play tricks and let him walk around from time to time. If that person makes things difficult for her, with Yuan Qi's temperament, she will definitely not follow her."

Meng Yi shook his head, his lord really got the eleventh little lord right, he's being silly, isn't he?
"Yes."

"My lord, you are still thinking about the affairs of the capital thousands of miles away, how tiring you are!"

"If you meet someone who is so stupid that you can always worry about it, it may be troublesome."

Two people are stupid together - no trouble.

However, Meng Yi didn't understand these words. He just felt that his prince's speech was really difficult to understand——with the princess's IQ, how did he communicate with the prince?
Immediately afterwards, I heard Mu Zexi say again: "However, fortunately, when I'm not around, she is always clever enough to comfort me."

The tone of the speech is not high, but there is a sense of pride in it.As Mu Zexi thought about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl. He remembered all the things Chu Qiang had said to him before he left.

It's just that this expression, in the eyes of the stupid and rough Meng Yi, thought that his prince was worried too much, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Ahem, my lord, don't worry, it's fine if the concubine doesn't knock out his big teeth, she won't Got bullied."

But Meng Yi forgot that Chu Qiang bullied someone, which was even more terrifying.

Mu Zexi lowered his eyes slowly, and touched his chest with one hand, where his most precious things were located.

These days, when the distance is close, it is difficult for Xu to feel the word caring, wishing to hold her by the neck and hang her in his pocket, probably, this is the feeling.

The road of marching has just begun, but the longing is already so deep.

(End of this chapter)