The singing and dancing in the camp ended at midnight, and the soldiers were carried back to their tents drunkenly, or with a smile on their face, using the sky as a cover and the earth as a bed, not knowing what year it was.
Everyone was immersed in joy.
Only that corner in the distance is a world of its own and seems particularly lonely.
Wei Tunan clapped his hands, brushed away the fine sand that had fallen on his sleeves due to the wind, turned around and said, "Everyone has left, it's time for us to go back and rest, right?"
This girl, except for the few questions she just asked him, had remained calm since then. However, she had a smile on her face, which made him feel inexplicably panicked.
"Yes." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Honghong, you go first."
"What about you?" Wei Tunan frowned, "What do you want to do?"
"Look at the stars and the moon for a while." Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly, "You can't see such a scene in Penglai. It's rare."
"Then I'll accompany you." Wei Tunan sat down again, "I too..."
"Then let's go to bed." Before he could finish speaking, the man who had said he wanted to see the stars a second ago stood up boldly, turned around and walked inside, walking without any regrets.
Wei Tunan looked at her back, his mouth twitched, sighed and walked towards his tent.
You can't afford to offend a woman who has lost love.
Okay, my niece must be pampered.
As Zhang Qingjiu and the two went back, Zhang Qingjiu's curtain was dropped from the outside.
Although these guards were keeping the people inside under house arrest, they were also very polite. In addition to not letting them leave the circle, they responded extremely quickly to other matters.
It was late at night, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at Zhang Qingjiu's door, and then a black figure appeared from the shadows.
The guards' expressions changed, and they were about to step forward to take someone away, but saw the figure take out a dark gold waist badge from his arms.
The guard took a closer look and immediately knelt down, but was stopped by someone waving his hand.
After the guard retreated to the side, the visitor looked back, turned around and entered the tent.
"Ahem..." A slight cough disturbed the quiet night.
Zhang Qingjiu looked at the man standing under the candlelight with a wide smile, wearing a wide hood and looking at him with a troubled expression, "Thank you for your hard work. You are indeed my aunt's great nephew. I love you so much."
"You..." Feng Zhi was feeling uneasy at first, but when she said this, he immediately got up and down, "What did you ask me to do?"
"You all know that I asked you to come here, and even came here myself. How come you don't know what I'm going to do?" Zhang Qingjiu smiled lowly and tugged on his cloak.
Feng Zhi frowned. He wanted to say that he didn't know, but for some reason, he just couldn't say this.
In other words, he knew what would happen next when he tried every means to get His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's token, or even earlier.
Arriving early, the moment he saw her smiling and winking at him, asking him to come over in the evening.
"But there are people guarding His Highness's tent." Feng Zhi said.
Zhang Qingjiu smiled and said, "It's okay. Didn't you come over just now?"
Feng Zhi raised his eyebrows, "That's because I have a token..."
Halfway through his words, Feng Zhi paused suddenly, looked at the woman who was looking straight at him, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You're not asking me to give you the token, are you?"
Zhang Qingjiu's smile became even brighter.
Feng Zhi: "..."
After taking off the cloak and watching her put it on calmly, Feng Zhi gritted his teeth. The moment she stretched out her hand, he still handed over the token, "As agreed, you can go over and take a look.
Take a last look, and you have to be back before dawn."
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, a smile flashed in his lowered eyes, "I thought you would say, let me take a look and come back."
The corners of Feng Zhi's mouth moved but he didn't say anything.
The moment Zhang Qingjiu took the token and put on his hood and was about to step out of the camp, Feng Zhi suddenly took two steps forward and said, "Don't be too sad, and don't blame His Highness, he just crashed his brain suddenly.
.”
The corners of Zhang Qingjiu's mouth twitched, "I know."
"And... the Crown Princess's Jianjia Courtyard, after you left, I had someone clean it every day." Feng Zhi said this very quietly, but it was particularly obvious to Zhang Qingjiu's ears.
There was a slight pause in the steps when he lifted up, and there was a hint of emotion in Zhang Qingjiu's eyes.
This time, she didn't tease or tease anymore, but nodded gently, "Thank you."
Feng Zhi was startled for a moment, looked away, and wiped the corners of his eyes in the shadow of the candlelight, "You should leave quickly, don't be discovered."
When the black figure came out, the people outside did not check carefully and came to the prince's camp unimpeded. The moment he handed over his waist badge, he was allowed to go as expected.
The prince's tent was very quiet, with a large bed in the middle and the hanging curtains blocking the figure inside.
But Zhang Qingjiu knew that Chu Lan was inside.
She watched him being sent in by the soldiers.
What a bastard man, he really drank from the hands of those dancers and got himself drunk!
Zhang Qingjiu snorted softly in his heart and was about to step forward. Suddenly the person on the bed turned over and sat up, "Who is it?"
Zhang Qingjiu suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and subconsciously hid himself in the shadow of the door, but at the next moment, he felt funny again.
What is she doing? She came here to test Chu Lan, why hide?
Chu Lan, who was on the bed through the gauze curtains, scanned the entire camp with her sharp eyes. She paused slightly at the place where Zhang Qingjiu had settled, and then moved away without leaving any trace.
Just when Zhang Qingjiu was about to step out, a shy and timid voice suddenly sounded outside the tent, "Your Highness, this servant is Ran Ran who served you wine before. I accidentally spilled the wine on His Highness's clothes, so
...So I thought of coming here to pick up some clothes and wash them for His Highness the Crown Prince."
Why do you need to come here in the middle of the night to wash clothes? Zhang Qingjiu smiled coldly and stopped moving as he was about to go out.
She wanted to see if Chu Lan would let this woman in, and what her intentions were.
But when Chu Lan's deep and lazy voice came from the curtains, Zhang Qingjiu felt a little unsure.
He actually asked her to come in and serve him?
"Yes!" As the woman's overjoyed voice came, a crisp sound of bells also sounded. The woman, dressed in light blue gauze, slowly walked towards the bed, "Your Highness, I will serve you...
…”
But before she could finish speaking, an arm stretched out from the curtain, and with the woman's shy exclamation, her whole body was dragged inside.
"Your Highness, don't..."
When a low gasp sounded from the curtain, Zhang Qingjiu turned pale after all.
When the second sweet laugh reached his ears, Zhang Qingjiu turned around and rushed out of the tent while a gust of wind blew and the candlelight flickered in the room.
The night was very dark, making the stars in the sky even more brilliant.
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyes and felt that his vision was hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.
What she didn't know was that the moment she left, the situation in the camp was turned upside down.