Leng Yuhan led the female soldiers to store the grain and grass into the granary on the ground first, and waited for the cellar to be completely dry before transporting it. The grain bought at twice the price was particularly cherished in Leng Yuhan's heart. How to move it?

Leng Yuhan carefully pointed out how to present even the smallest details and ordered the female soldiers to correct them.

By the time I finished my work, it was already dark, the cold rain was cold, and I was so tired that I didn't want to take another step. I returned to the tent, didn't eat dinner, and went straight to bed.

Sleeping until midnight, Leng Yuhan felt a body temperature around him. He stretched out his hand and touched it. Leng Yuhan touched the male mark that differentiates gender in body temperature. Which royal husband is he? The one who can come to the military camp for a tryst in the middle of the night.

Apart from Chu Qianfeng, there will definitely be no other person.

Leng Yuhan was too tired to open his eyes, so he didn't pay much attention to it. When he woke up the next day, there was no one beside Leng Yuhan, and the man's body temperature at night was no longer there.

"Chu Qianfeng, you can escape quickly!"[

Fortunately, he didn't do anything at night, otherwise Leng Yuhan would have been worried about his mental state today.

"Your Majesty, breakfast is here!"

The curtain was raised, and outside the tent, a figure flashed in, holding steaming yellow and white rice porridge and steamed buns in his hands. Changsheng and Buluo were followed behind him.

"Chu Qianfeng, you haven't left yet?"

Changsheng came to help Leng Yuhan wash and change clothes. Buluo just wanted to see Leng Yuhan more in the morning.

"Look what the prince said, as soon as Qian Feng arrived, the prince was going to drive Qian Feng away?"

Putting down the tray, Chu Qianfeng picked up the porridge bowl and brought it to Leng Yuhan, his words sour.

"Stop pretending to be cute with me! If it wasn't you, then who did I sleep on the bed last night?"

Dare not admit it? Leng Yuhan despised Chu Qianfeng from the bottom of his heart.

"My lord, what did you say?"

With his voice sinking into the ice valley, Chu Qianfeng slapped his palm on the table, and the anger like the wind went straight to his eyes.

"Did I say it wrong? You didn't sleep on my bed last night?"

Mo Yuzhuang had just finished throwing the tea cup, and today another one came to slap the table. Leng Yuhan picked up the porridge bowl and drank it slowly and leisurely, ignoring Chu Qianfeng's anger. If it weren't for the busy military affairs, Leng Yuhan would definitely

Train and train these unruly men who are cold-tempered with you.

"Your Majesty's new love is so fast! Last night, Prince Mo, Host Ran and Qian Feng were studying the art of chess in the mansion until dawn. How could they find time to sleep on His Majesty's bed?"

Didn't he abide by the signed agreement? Do you have to use force? Chu Qianfeng's gloomy eyes turned to Chang Sheng, exuding danger, "Is it you? You fell into the prince's bed?"

"Changsheng knows that his status is low and he doesn't dare to do anything about it!"

After bowing, Changsheng retreated behind Leng Yuhan, his eyes exposed outside the veil were calm and calm, unmoved by Chu Qianfeng's fierceness.

"That's you?"

Chu Qianfeng turned to look at Bu Luo. Bu Luo was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and shook his head repeatedly.[

"That's enough! You go out first."

Leng Yuhan glanced at Changsheng and Buluo, feeling irritated. He didn't know whose fault it was the man who climbed onto his bed. It wasn't the first time he had done it. It had happened once when he was staying at Xuanzhao'an's house.

"Your Majesty, there is a letter here. Changsheng found it in front of the tent."

Changsheng took a step forward and handed the envelope in his hand to Leng Yuhan. Leng Yuhan took it and opened it, and Changsheng and Buluo bowed out.

"It's not them. It's Shao Mingjun!"

The letter paper was placed on the table. On the paper, there were clearly written a few upright and beautiful traditional Chinese characters: Little fool, we meet again.

Leng Yuhan remembered that in General Yuanning's Mansion, Shao Mingjun once regarded him as a fool and asked Ran Qingchen why he would rather marry a fool than marry him.

"Shao Mingjun? He came very quickly! Prince, how does he taste?"

A woman who is destined to commit suicide cannot keep it even if she wants to. Chu Qianfeng picked up the letter, glanced at it, then held it in his hand and rubbed it vigorously.

"Haha, what do you think? Why, you still want to compete with him?"

Chu Qianfeng's angry look, as long as he wasn't extremely angry, his facial expression was quite pleasing to Leng Yuhan.

"Your Highness, you want to try it now? Qian Feng naturally has no objection!"

Approaching Leng Yuhan, Chu Qianfeng lowered his head condescendingly, and gently brushed Chu Qianfeng's lips along the corners of Leng Yuhan's lips.

"What Shao Mingjun likes is men! Are you even jealous of men? Tsk tsk! Suitable for both men and women? Qian Feng, this is not possible! It will cause confusion! Hahaha!"

Picking up the steamed buns one in each hand and waving them proudly in front of Chu Qianfeng's eyes, Leng Yuhan walked out of the tent, swaying her small hips.

"Your Majesty?"

In the tent, Chu Qianfeng realized that he had been tricked by Leng Yuhan. Not only was he not angry, all the anger in his chest was strangely gone. He knew that a woman would not betray her promise. Chu Qianfeng's trust in Leng Yuhan,

Successful return.

However, does Shao Mingjun really like men? Why is it not mentioned in his profile? It needs to be fixed!

"Changsheng, Buluo, have you had breakfast?"
Chapter completed!