As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it. He didn't know what this woman's name was, but she definitely didn't call her Yan Ruyu.
The woman turned around and saw him, walking towards him with her hands behind her back, looking at him up and down, just as she had just looked at the fruit tree.
Li Qing was afraid that she would kick him, so he took two steps back and was looked at with an aggressive look by a woman. He felt a little uncomfortable, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"I'm curious!" The woman continued to look at her, "After marching for so long, how come you still have such tender skin and tender flesh? Well... in your Chinese language, you look like a girl."
If you don't know how to speak, just say a few words less... Li Qing corrected: "This is called having a face as beautiful as a crown jade, and a rich spirit and a handsome face."
"It turns out that the girls are so beautiful!" The woman said with relief.
"..." Li Qing couldn't help but change the subject and said, "My name is Li Qing."
"My name is Mu Zhuoer."
"Hello Mu Zhuoer." Li Qing didn't know the etiquette between Yuan people, so he simply extended his hand.
Mu Zhuoer was stunned for a moment, and then he also stretched out his hand.
Li Qingqian shook it. Mu Zhuoer's hands were not as soft as Wanling's or hers. Their small hands were rough, with hard bones and texture.
She is not fair either, with wheat-colored skin and slightly red cheeks, which are caused by the wind blowing in the grassland all year round.
The most impressive thing is the pair of eyes, which are full of wildness, refinement, and look like Haidongqing.
"Princess Mu Zhuoer, I don't know what's going on here?"
"It's okay!" Mu Zhuoer turned away and hummed: "It's too boring to stay in the house, why don't you go out for a walk?"
After a pause, "I heard that you are the supervisor of the Ming army, right?"
"Yeah." Li Qing nodded, and he was about to reconcile the conflict. He didn't want to talk too much about this topic, so he smiled and said: "Everyone had their own masters last time, but it will be different in the future."
"Don't worry, we can afford to lose." Mu Zhuoer smiled, and then suddenly screamed: "Watch the move!"
The delicate fist was raised, and he was in front of Li Qing in an instant. It was not unpleasant, and even the wind from the fist blew his hair a little.
Such handsome kung fu, but unfortunately, it is far from enough... Li Qing raised his hand, came first, and held his fist firmly.
Mu Zhuoer reacted very quickly, twisted his arm, turned around and kicked him, and ran straight to the door.
For most people, if they get kicked really hard, they won't be finished until they lose a few teeth.
Li Qing was a little annoyed, so he held her ankle with his other hand and lifted it up directly.
Mu Zhuoer struggled hard, but couldn't move at all. After a while, he was discouraged and said: "Your Han clothes are too much in the way. Let me down. I give up."
"We Han women are not like you, who will attack if we disagree." Li Qing put her down and beat her, "I can let you go today, and I can let you go tomorrow, but remember, I am not
A horse herder."
Mu Zhuoer rubbed his wrist and said angrily: "Don't you Han people say that you pity women and cherish jade?"
"..." Li Qingxin said: You and Lianxiang are too far apart.
Due to the national plan, Li Qing could not get angry with her, so he said, "The visitor is a guest, let's go to the living room to chat!"
"Okay." Mu Zhuoer lost some of his wildness and returned to his previous appearance, "Which room is the living room?"
"That's the one in the center."
Li Qing made a gesture of invitation. Mu Zhuoer was not polite at all and walked towards the living room with his hands behind his back.
The two sat down, and after a while, Wanling served hot tea.
Mu Zhuoer's eyes widened when she saw Wan Ling, and she murmured: "What a beautiful woman, she looks like a Tianshan snow lotus. How did she get this?"
She marveled again and again, and while taking the tea, she held Wan Ling's little hand tightly, making Wan Ling feel awkward for a while.
Li Qing frowned. Seeing that she still wanted to pinch Wan Ling's face, he immediately slapped her wrist. Mu Zhuoer felt pain and instinctively let go of her hand.
Wan Ling took the opportunity to take out her little hand, bowed quickly, apologized, and stood aside timidly.
"This is the second horse." Li Qing said calmly, "Princess Mu Zhuoer please respect yourself."
"I just saw how pretty she is, why are you so stingy?" Mu Zhuoer was a little annoyed, "Isn't she just a maid? You can't even look at her?"
Li Qing faced such a person, and she happened to be a woman. He really had a headache. If it weren't for the national plan, he would have to attack him.
He suppressed his anger and said, "She is a maid, but she is also my woman. I can do it if I want, but I can't do anything with her."
"Your woman?"
Mu Zhuoer was stunned for a moment, then stared at Wan Ling again. After a while, he raised his tea cup and curled his lips and said: "You Han people pride themselves on being the most etiquette, so this is how you treat guests?
At our place, we treat guests with good wine and good meat!"
"..." Li Qing was speechless and said to Wanling, "Go prepare a sumptuous meal and wine."
"It's sir." Wanling felt relieved, bowed, and exited the living room.
"How many women do you have?" Mu Zhuoer suddenly asked.
"Three."
"oh."
Then, there was a long period of silence.
The other party was a guest after all, and there were big things to do after the new year. Li Qing didn't want to be too indifferent, so he brought the topic to the integration plan.
Mo Zhuoer was not in high spirits and just dealt with it with a yes, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a time.
It wasn't until the food and drinks arrived that the atmosphere relaxed a little.
Li Qing said enthusiastically: "You're welcome, eat well and drink well."
"How do you want me to eat?" Mu Zhuoer said angrily, "I don't know how to use your chopsticks."
"Uh...then what do you use?"
"knife!"
Li Qing said to Wan Ling, "Go and get a knife. I don't want a kitchen knife, I want a fruit-peeling knife."
Wan Ling nodded and quickly took out a fruit knife.
The next scene was quite comical. Li Qing used chopsticks to pick it up, and Mu Zhuoer stabbed it with a knife. The drinking party looked nondescript.
It was the first time that Li Qing had a serious drink with a woman, and he felt uncomfortable. If he had known this, he would rather accompany Zhu Biao to read the memorial in the palace than come back.
"Princess Mu Zhuoer, please drink this cup to the full." Li Qing urged the drinker.
"The cup is not satisfying, I will use this one."
Mu Zhuoer put the rice on the plate, knocked the rice bowl and said, "Pour it here."
"Sir, please come here, maid." Wan Ling took the jug and poured wine for Mu Zhuoer. The rice bowl was so large that it was only half the size of a jug.
How could Li Qing let a girl from the Yuan Dynasty compete with him, so he also changed his job and said to Wanling: "No need for a jug, just use a jar to pour."
"Refreshing!" Mu Zhuoer's wild eyes were bright, "This is a man!"
…
More than half an hour later, Mu Zhuoer's cheeks were flushed and she was so confused by Li Qing that she no longer spoke fluently and her eyes were no longer wild.
She did not drink less. The two of them drank three jars of the five-pound jar, one bowl at a time, and they did not take advantage of Li Qing at all.
Seeing that it was almost evening, Li Qing stood up and said, "Princess Mu Zhuoer, it's getting dark soon. How about we drink some other time?"
"Well, okay." Mu Zhuoer stood up unsteadily, "You are a heroic man. I can't beat you, and I can't drink you."
"Excellent."
"No, if you don't want a prize, Mu Zhuoer will recognize you as a hero."
Do I need your pussy approval? Li Qing said with a smile, "Can you still walk?"
"Of course." Mu Zhuoer stepped out and walked out. He no longer held his hands behind his back and stopped jumping when he walked. He could barely walk in a straight line.
Li Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although this girl is not popular with others, the wine is really good.
After sending her to the door, a group of officials from the Ming Dynasty who were strolling outside the mansion gathered around her. Among them, a man from the Yuan Dynasty stepped forward and saluted Li Qing with his right hand on his chest.
Li Qing smiled and said: "Your princess is a little drunk, take her back to rest!"
"I'm not drunk." Mu Zhuoer glared at him and hummed: "Aman, let's go."
"Huh~ I finally left." Seeing the group of people walking away, Li Qing breathed a long sigh of relief, "Don't come back again."
…
In the evening, three little girls gathered around me, squeezing their shoulders and beating their legs, all very attentive.
"If you have something to say, just say it and don't do this." Li Qing said angrily, "Otherwise I won't pity you for a while."
Lianxiang said with a smile: "This servant can bear it, sir, no need to pity, that...sir, that woman is really a princess?"
"Yes." Li Qing nodded, "She is just a princess from Beiyuan, not our Ming Dynasty princess."
"That's it!" Hongxiu said relieved, "Let me just say, she looks so strange and speaks with a strange accent. The princess of Beiyuan...why doesn't the emperor lock her up?"
Li Qing smiled and said: "The emperor naturally has deep meaning in doing this."
"Oh." Hongxiu nodded and said nothing.
Wan Ling took the baton with a flattering smile on her pretty face, "Sir, can a woman from Beiyuan be a guest at other people's homes and drink with the host?"
"I don't know about that either." Li Qing shook his head, "But the women over there seem to be more open-minded than us Han women."
Immediately, he suddenly stopped laughing, "What? Are you afraid that I will marry a Yuanren princess?"
"As long as the master likes it, how can I give my opinion?" Wan Ling shook her head, "I just want to ask, so that if... I can be mentally prepared in advance."
Li Qing smiled and said, "You are overthinking it. Maybe she came here to thank me before... ahem, let her go. The Yuan people are different from the Han people. Not only are their customs different, but their aesthetics are also different."
"Take his appearance as an example. In your eyes, the gentleman is as handsome as jade, but in her eyes, he is just like a girl." Li Qing was speechless after thinking about it.
No matter how I look or act, I don't match up with the young people of later generations who wear eyeliner and smoky makeup. It's just that they are not rugged enough, and their skin color is relatively white. How can I become a girly girl?
"Sir, you are a man. This servant girl can testify." Lianxiang swore to the sky.
Li Qing rolled his eyes and said, "You are the only one who has more witty words."
Wan Ling's delicate brows furrowed, "Sir, when she praised you as a hero, Wan Ling saw her eyes gleaming."
"Her eyes have always been like that, like those of an eagle. She doesn't look like a woman at all." Li Qing said with a smile, "Let's not talk about it anymore. We will stay up late tomorrow on New Year's Eve. Sleep well tonight and don't let anyone leave."