A carriage with the logo of the Four Princes came to the military camp.

Zhao Xueying lifted the curtain and saw Wanyan Lie wearing a single dress to compete with others on the martial arts competition stage. Each move was fast, accurate and ruthless, which made the soldiers applaud.

The person is intact and can compete in martial arts, but he is seriously injured like Lingyin said.

Zhao Xueying glanced at Lingyin with dissatisfaction and said to the sedan chair bearer: "Go back home!"

Lingyin hurriedly said, "I won't go back to my house!"

Zhao Xueying was surprised. This little girl is usually lively and noisy, but she never makes any decisions. What's wrong with this today? She actually became her master.

The bell sounded and laughed, "Princess, we are all from afar. We've come all the way, so let's go in and have a look. And... and the martial arts competition is so lively, I want to join in the fun."

Zhao Xueying was suspicious and said in a deep voice: "Lingyin, you don't have to make excuses anymore. To be honest, what's your idea?"

Lingyin looked panicked.

"I am...I want to..."

She lifted the curtain and saw that the carriage had arrived at the door of the main tent. Zhao Xueying couldn't help but want to go back.

"Princess, we're here, get off the bus."

He jumped out of the car like a little sparrow.

Both of them were wearing men's clothes, and this was Zhao Xueying's idea.

When women come to the military camp, it has always been a taboo in the military.

If she looked at Wanyan Lie as her daughter, she would probably end up with a reputation of being a waste of lewd - lewd - unrighteous and obscene military discipline.

When the soldiers saw two weak and slim men coming out of the car, they thought that two servants had come from the palace. Moreover, as soon as the two thin servants arrived at the military camp, they got into the Grandmaster's tent.

Everyone didn't think much about it, and nothing was so exciting about the fierce competition on the martial arts field.

The Grand Marshal has been a little confused these days, but when he has time, he likes to find someone to practice martial arts. He is not sad and becomes more and more cold, as if he has changed his own.

Today, I felt even more uncomfortable. As soon as I came, I asked someone to challenge him. This is the tenth person.

The coach is really a tough guy, he doesn't know how tired he is.

Wanyan Lie saw it from the moment the carriage appeared in the palace, but he was just confused and thought that something had happened in the palace, and he was a little worried.

When they saw Zhao Xueying and Lingyin disguised themselves into the camp, they were stunned.

She...she actually came to the military camp to find him?

Just as he was stunned, the other party slapped him in the chest.

Everyone exclaimed, the coach clearly had the upper hand, why was he even punched?

However, everyone would not panic because Wanyan Lie was beaten. There was no sight on the battlefield. He would not be able to avoid open and hidden arrows because of his noble status. He was able to fight for real skills.

Moreover, Wanyan Lie hates flattery the most, and he must ask them to be serious. The more serious they are, the less bound by their identity concepts, the happier he is.

Wanyan Lie adjusted his posture and mentality and devoted himself to the competition with the other party.

As soon as Zhao Xueying entered the camp, she felt a cold and monotonous atmosphere. In addition to various cold weapons, there were the Dajin map on the wall and neatly arranged office desks and chairs.

It's really boring.

At this time, a bookshelf caught Zhao Xueying's attention.

She walked over and raised her hand and flipped it slowly. She basically talked about military books about leading troops to fight, or books about weapons, which were boring.

At this moment, a row of incompatible books were placed in a small corner in the middle of the bookshelf.

Those books have bright colors and exquisite packaging.

She picked up one of them casually, and it turned out to be "One Hundred Poems of Liang Kingdom".

Wanyan Lie doesn’t understand poetry, songs, and has no interest in it. How could he read such books? It’s so strange.

After reading a few more books, they are all books about Liang's calligraphy and paintings or poems and songs.

The pages of the book were slightly worn, and it seemed that he often turned them over.

I don't know, he actually has this hobby.

Lingyin lifted the curtain apart and said while peeking: "Princess, come here and see. The general is so mighty. Come here quickly."

Lingyin shouted a few more times, and Zhao Xueying had to put the book back to its original position, walked over, and looked out through the gap.

Wanyan Lie is eight feet tall, has a burly figure, strong muscles, cold eyebrows, and bright eyes.

Each move is fast and ruthless. The opponent has no power to fight back, so he can only retreat step by step until he admits defeat.

The man bent his arms and bowed and said, "The great man is very skilled in martial arts, and I admire his humble duties!"

Everyone couldn't help but cheer for Wanyan Lie.

"Master! Master!"

"Master! Master!"

...

The sound is like a rainbow, the scene is exciting and exciting.

It can be seen that the soldiers love and support Wanyan Lie very much.

At this moment, Wanyan Lie suddenly looked at them as the soldiers cheered.

Zhao Xueying felt like she was being caught and hurriedly closed the curtain, terrified.

The gap is so small that he probably didn't see it.

Not long after, the sound outside gradually became smaller and the curtain was lifted open, and a huge and burly figure walked in.

Wanyan Lie took a white sweat towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and his face was expressionless.

Zhao Xueying could feel that he must have been angry these days, but she didn't know why he was angry.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Lingyin looked at Zhao Xueying and said, "Princess, Lingyin is out first."

Wanyan Lie scolded: "Why can't you remember it when you call me a princess?!!"

He was full of resentment, which scared Lingyin so much that he shivered. When his legs were weak, he fell to his knees on the ground.

"I know I'm wrong."

Zhao Xueying was unhappy.

"You can't say anything, why are you so fierce?"

Lingyin admired her princess very much. On one hand, her courage was one of them. In the face of the general's anger, only the princess dared to speak to him like this.

Wanyan Lie's lips moved, and in the end he did not say any more harsh words, but said lightly: "You go out."

After Lingyin left, only two people were left in the huge tent.

Wanyan Lie threw the white sweat towel that was wiping the sweat onto the clothes hanger not far away, sat on the Grand Master's chair, and looked at Zhao Xueying lightly, with an extremely cold look, and a look of official work.

"What are you asking for me?"

Zhao Xueying originally wanted to explain the situation, but judging from his appearance, he didn't want to say anything.

"It's okay, I just pass by here and come and see the fun."

Wanyan Lie snorted coldly.

"Hiki? Just run so far to watch the fun?"

Zhao Xueying glanced at him indifferently and walked out the door.

"How about I let you go?"

This is abrupt and strange.

Zhao Xueying was stunned and turned to look at him.

His face was serious, his tiger's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he could not see his thoughts in a moment.

“Where to go?”

"Liang Kingdom."

A surprise flashed in Zhao Xueying's expression, and he caught it. Her heart instantly felt like an arrow piercing her heart. Her heart was indeed not here, even if he was heart-to-heart, even if he gave without complaint...

"good."

After Zhao Xueying said that, she turned around and left.

But before he could take a step, he was rudely pulled back and pressed her against the wall with his strong body.
Chapter completed!