Chapter Thirty-One: Taking Care of My Concubine Xiao Junxin Gently
When she woke up again, she didn't know when the carriage had stopped. Xuemei Tong stood up in a daze, rubbed her throbbing temples, loosened her stiff muscles, lifted the curtain and looked out of the carriage, only to realize that night had already fallen.
The bonfire was bright yellow, beating with passionate flames, and the fragrant smell of meat wafted towards the face, arousing the greed in the stomach, and couldn't help but "gulu" and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
There were not many people, and there were hundreds of sergeants, all of whom seemed to be elite soldiers and cavalry that they had seen in front of the palace this morning. Leng Junyi and the large army were not seen alone. Xue Meitong was suspicious, could they have taken the lead?
The clothes on her body have been changed, and they are not the same ones as in the morning. Thinking of what happened in the waterfall cave, Xue Meitong couldn't help blushing with shame, but she felt a little helpless in her heart. This method can only relieve it for a while. After all,
It is impossible to completely remove the love poison from her body, and once passion makes the love poison active, she may find it difficult to control it in the future.
Alas! It’s useless to think too much! The boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge. For now, let’s just let nature take its course!
Xue Mei Tong opened the car curtain and jumped out of the carriage. Immediately, Feng Qingge, who was sitting by the campfire roasting pheasants, turned to look at her. Seeing Xue Mei Tong's playful movements, Feng Qingge's eyes showed peace of mind. He
He raised his voice and said with a smile: "Little lady, you woke up just in time! The pheasant is almost ready, come and eat!"
"Wow - it smells so good!"
Xuemei Tong's nose twitched and her eyes dropped three feet. She ran to Feng Qingge in three steps and two steps at a time. She sat down and moved to the campfire. Looking at the golden pheasant roasted on the shelf, she couldn't help but
Tiantian pursed her lips, "It looks delicious! Feng Qingge, I really can't believe that you can also grill game!"
"What's weird about this." Feng Qingge smiled lightly, "Leading troops to fight, sleeping in the cold and open, often without wrapping your stomach. When you are hungry, you can only hunt game to satisfy your hunger. Over time, you have developed your skills like this."
"You really don't look like a prince!"
Xuemei Tong muttered something and sat lazily watching Feng Qingge grilling chicken. She said, "Feng Qingge, why don't you be a beggar chicken?"
"Why, Tongtong wants to eat beggar's chicken?"
"Not really..."
Xue Meitong took the pheasant that was being grilled by Feng Qingge, kept rolling and roasting it, and muttered, "Feng Qingge, are you really not suitable for doing this kind of thing?"
"Oh?" Feng Qingge looked suspicious, "Why?"
Xue Meitong replied of course: "It doesn't fit your image at all!"
"My image?"
Feng Qingge laughed when she heard this. She couldn't help but rub Xue Meitong's hair vigorously. Her laughter was clear and soared into the sky, "Hahahahahahahahahaha—my image? What is my image?"
"Your Majesty..." Xue Mei Tong glanced sideways at Feng Qingge and raised her eyebrows in reply, "It doesn't fit your image of a noble and elegant prince who is unparalleled in the world at all!"
"Hahahahahaha——"
Feng Qingge suddenly came close to Xue Meitong's eyes, her eyes were ambiguous, part seductive, part captivating, "Do you like my current image, Madam?"
Being shocked by Feng Qingge, Xue Meitong blushed and her heart was pounding. She swallowed, stretched out her hand to push Feng Qingge's face away, picked up the roasted pheasant and brought it to Feng Qingge, "
It’s time to eat! Where did all this nonsense come from! You’re not hungry, I’m hungry!”
Feng Qingge smiled. He knew that Xue Meitong was shy, but he didn't point it out. He took the roasted pheasant, tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Xue Meitong, saying gently: "Madam, please use it first!"
"Thanks!"
Xuemei Tong's stomach was already hungry. She took it unceremoniously and ate it happily, nodding appreciatively from time to time, with a look of enjoyment and satisfaction.
Seeing that Xue Meitong was quite satisfied with her craftsmanship, Feng Qingge smiled sincerely. He tore off another chicken leg and ate it with big mouthfuls. From time to time, the corner of his eye drifted towards Xue Meitong and swept across her delighted face.
After eating and drinking enough, Xuemei Tong happily touched her swollen belly.
When she was full and refreshed, she started gossiping.
"Feng Qingge, why don't you see General Leng?"
Feng Qingge told Zi'er to clean up the aftermath. He sat next to Xue Meitong, admiring the bright moon and starry sky with her, and replied quietly: "Jun Yi will lead the large army first."
"Doesn't it matter?"
Xuemei Tong bit her lip, seeming worried, "As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, you don't go with the large troops. Doesn't it seem... inappropriate?"
"It doesn't matter! As long as Jun Yi is here, there won't be any trouble!"
Feng Qingge had full confidence in Leng Junyi and handed over the troops to Leng Junyi as if he was leading the troops himself.
Xuemei Tong blinked, envious of the brotherhood between Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi. She said: "Feng Qingge, your relationship with General Leng is so good! They are not brothers, but they are better than real brothers!"
Feng Qingge looked up at the bright moonlit sky and sighed deeply, "Jun Yi and I traveled across the battlefield, sharing life and death. We rolled in the blood, died under the enemy's knife, and experienced countless life and death. Our deep feelings have become indistinguishable.
Each other. I regard Leng Junyi as my best friend in this life, and he is the only person that I, Feng Qingge, can trust with my life!"
Xue Meitong sighed with emotion. She didn't expect that the friendship between Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi was so deep. She said with envy: "Feng Qingge, you are very lucky to have such a good brother. We will share life and death together. No regrets in this life! No wonder you can be together in this life."
You are invincible on the battlefield and will always be victorious. The deep brotherly love between you is the biggest motivation for your victory!"
Feng Qingge smiled and accepted Xue Meitong's praise, "Tongtong, I, Feng Qingge, am so lucky! Not only do you have Jun Yi who knows me and understands me, but you also know me and understand me!" He put his arm around Xue Meitong's shoulders.
, tightened it tightly, and said with a gentle smile, "Tongtong, don't be afraid! Although the battlefield is dangerous, I, Feng Qingge, promise that I will protect you and never let you be harmed in the slightest!"
"I believe it!" Xuemei Tong looked directly at Feng Qingge and answered seriously, "Feng Qingge, I believe you!"
I believe you will do your best to protect me!
"But, I don't need it!"
"unnecessary……"
I, Xue Meitong, am not a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken. I can protect myself!
"Feng Qingge, I have the ability to protect myself, I don't need your deliberate protection!"
On the contrary, I want to protect you!
Let me protect you for the last time in my last days...
"Tongtong, you silly girl..."
Feng Qingge put her arms around Xue Meitong's shoulders, kissed the ends of her hair, and smelled the charming fragrance of datura, her heart filled with emotion and happiness.
"Tongtong, Feng Qingge is so lucky to have you in this life! I really hope..."
I really hope that this time can last forever and never stop...
"Qingge..."
Being able to meet you is also Xue Meitong's luck! It was you who melted my long-frozen heart and made me believe in love again...