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Chapter 1856

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Chapter 1856

The man was stunned for a moment, looking at the small matza and firewood in his hand, as if he had seen something strange.

He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh at the moment, looking at Xiao Lingyue who had a matter-of-fact expression: "You want me to light a fire for you?"

What a courageous person.

Zhan Beihan has never been asked to do this until today!

The key is that she still looks like she takes it for granted.

Xiao Lingyue raised her chin slightly and said calmly: "Can't you? It's just to light a fire. I have wronged you, His Highness King Yi?"

"What do you think?" Zhan Beihan looked at her quietly, opened his hand, and indicated that he was wearing black clothes embroidered with gold, and even the boots under his feet were densely embroidered with an eagle with silver thread.

The eagle spreads its wings and its eyes are sharp and lifelike.

Two words are interpreted all over the body.

Low-key, luxurious!

"How do you know that this king is someone who can make a fire and make firewood?" Zhan Beihan asked in a low voice.

"Come on, don't you think I don't know? You used to lead soldiers in wars, and how often did you sleep in the wild? You can't even make a fire and cook, and you don't have servants to serve you. Are you going to starve to death on the battlefield?"

Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes and said angrily: "The noodles are what you want to eat. I can cook them. You can't just sit there empty-handed and wait for me to serve you to eat like a big man, right?"

I’m not a maid raised by your Prince Yi, so I don’t have the energy to serve you!”

When Zhan Beihan heard her casually talking about what happened to him on the battlefield, it was as if he could just pick it up at her fingertips, and his narrow eyes flashed slightly.

The conditions on the battlefield are difficult and change rapidly, so there is really nothing to enjoy.

In the army, from the commander to the soldier, no matter what your identity or status, everyone is treated equally. Everyone knows how to cook under fire, and everyone has developed the ability to endure hardships and stand hard work.

Zhan Beihan is no exception.

He can live a life of fine clothing and fine food, and he can endure the hardships.

But ordinary people living in safe areas will not know such detailed military matters.

Especially those who grew up in a prosperous place like the capital, such as the "eldest lady of the Xiao family".

It is impossible for "she" to know the hardships during the march, let alone the fact that the majestic prince went to the battlefield and ambush the march, and still had to hunt and collect firewood for the fire.

However, Xiao Lingyue knew it.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Do you still want to eat noodles?"

Xiao Lingyue's voice interrupted the man's thoughts.

Zhan Beihan calmly came to his senses: "Okay, you are not a maid, and I cannot be your master. Just light the fire."

He put the pony in front of the stove, reluctantly lifted up his luxurious robe, sat down with his long legs bent, and stuffed the firewood into the stove.

A smile flashed in Xiao Lingyue's eyes, and she turned around to rummage on the kitchen shelf, saying, "Your Highness, King Yi, just be content with what you have. Fortunately, this is a palace, not a wilderness, and we have all the firewood for you."

It’s ready-made and will save you a lot of effort.”

Zhan Beihan struck the flint with a clang, used sparks to ignite the fine wool that was used to ignite the fire, and then put it into the firewood on the stove.

A small flame slowly burned.

Hearing Xiao Lingyue's words, he sneered: "If we weren't in the palace, would you still want me to go out to chop wood in the middle of the night?"

Xiao Lingyue pouted: "Don't you want noodles? If you want to fill your stomach, you have to work hard, right?"

"I see, you are unwilling to work by yourself, so you have to drag me to suffer with you!" Zhan Beihan said in a cool tone, and while speaking, he did not forget to add firewood.

"So what? If you don't want to do it, just do it. I'm not stopping you from finding someone to serve you."


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