A gust of evening breeze blew over, and Song Liangye's words made a chill in his face. He looked down and saw that the tenderness on his master's face faded, and he seemed to have sobered up with alcohol, and his eyes were full of distantness.

He breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head in the light. He was still worried. How could the master have a long relationship with his children? He planned things for so many years and would not have been ruined by a woman.

"What's the matter with Song Liangchen now?" Song Liangye asked again.

He hurriedly said, "There was a war report from Zishi, saying that the prince had already met Zhao Fengnian on the Yanzhao border. He thought that even if the drill ended quickly, it would take more than half a month to come back."

For more than half a month, Song Liangye curled his lips. It was enough. Even if he couldn't conquer Shen Meijing, as long as she couldn't escape, he wouldn't lose.

At dawn, the beautiful scenery woke up from the soft couch and took a breath.

She fell asleep yesterday on the soft couch, and her neck seemed to be stiff! She moved slightly, as if she was tugging with a tendon, and it hurt so much. She opened her mouth to call someone, but it seemed like a ball of stuff was stuffed in her mouth. After vomiting for a long time, she felt it hurt before she remembered that it was her own tongue.

"Master." Yu Shi came in with breakfast. Seeing that she was awake, she hurried over to look at her.

Mei Jing raised her head obediently and opened her mouth. Yushi looked at her and her eyes turned red: "Do you feel pain?"

After feeling it, she nodded pitifully and reached out to write on the table: "It seems like there is always a piece of meat in her mouth, but it cannot be eaten, and it hurts when it touches it."

Yushi quickly brought her the porridge: "Try it with some to see if you can eat it."

Mei Jing nodded, took it and took a sip, but couldn't chew it carefully, so she could only swallow it as soup, and she didn't even have to eat the dishes, and tears were about to come down.

Jinyi came in, looked at his master's appearance, and said with a stern face: "Why didn't you think it hurt when you bite? Now that you are so pitiful, who can help you?"

Flattening his mouth, Meijing gently pulled Jinyi's sleeves and blinked her eyes.

"I'm not blaming you." Jinyi pursed her lips: "But you care about yourself at least, don't bite so hard even if you bite."

If she doesn't bite her ruthlessly, Song Liangye wouldn't let her go. Meijing sighed. She really thought he liked her so much, was she afraid that she would die? It was obvious that the prince was gone. Now the only one who could still have some effect in his hands was her prince's concubine. If she died again, she would have less confidence in winning when facing Song Liangchen. It would be beneficial or disadvantageous to save her life.

It’s not that she insists on thinking that people are so utilitarian, but in this situation, who can think of any feelings?

However, these things are too complicated and there are too many words to write, so she would rather choose to remain silent.

After lunch, Meijing was about to go to the yard for a walk when Song Liangye came.

In an instant, everyone was on guard, protected her, staring at Song Liangye.

"What do you think about the second master?"

He didn't sleep well all night, but Mr. Song, who was in a bad mood, didn't even explain, and pulled Meijing away.

Shen Meijing frowned. She couldn't speak, so she reached out to gesture. The person in front of her obviously couldn't see it, so she could only stare at her. She couldn't help but lift her heart again, and looked at the stopped behind her. She thought, if this pervert is still hard today, she wouldn't bite herself and change to bite him!

When he went out to get in the car, Song Liangye didn't say anything. When he arrived at the military camp, he didn't say anything. He just threw the beautiful scenery behind the low table on the left side of the main tent, and went to the middle to read the letters on the table.

Meijing tightened her body and frowned and looked at him for a long time.

A general came in outside. When he saw her, he was slightly stunned and stepped forward and said, "Second Master, what is going to do today?"

"It's okay to just say it's done after the arrangement." Song Liangye didn't raise his head: "There are no outsiders here."

Meijing was stunned, and the others were also stunned. After staring at her, she spoke directly and reported the process of being in charge to Song Liangye.

He wanted to merge the remaining soldiers of the left and right armies, be the commander, and recruit soldiers from other cities in Yan, using the excuse of the King of Yan as a serious illness to establish his own power in various places. When Song Liangchen returned, his home was no longer a home, but a battlefield waiting for him.

Frowning, the beautiful scenery lowered his head. Most of the elite soldiers followed Song Liangchen. Where did Song Liangye get the confidence that he can compete with? Although she doesn't understand these military and political affairs, Song Liangchen is said to be well-managed and can't beat the scattered soldiers who gathered together in a hurry?

After saying that, the next group of people left, and the next group came in and looked at her with big eyes. No matter what confidential matters Song Liangye told people, he did not avoid her or look at her, as if he just thought she was a vase and placed it on the side to look beautiful.

As a result, the morning was coming, there was a lot of discussion in the military camp. Although Meijing couldn't hear what they were saying, her eyes were strange and not very friendly.

"what you up to?"

Taking the time, Meijing wrote words on paper and asked him.

Song Liangye looked up at Zhi and lowered his head: "It's best to bring you by your side. You woman have too many ghosts and it's not safe to put it anywhere."

Afraid that she would escape? Meijing curled her lips. This method was really simple and tough. Under his nose, she really couldn't do anything.

I went back to sit in my seat. It was lunch time. Song Liangye’s table was filled with delicacies, but there was still only a bowl of white porridge on her table.

Sighing sadly, Meijing looked at Bai Zhu in a daze. After thinking about it, she still picked it up and drank it.

"Do you feel wronged?" Song Liangye suddenly said, "The person who is in the same tent with you, eats a large table of dishes and eats as much as you want. You can only drink white porridge, not even a bowl of more than one bowl."

Meijing was stunned and looked at him with a tilted head.

"I've always been here." Song Liangye smiled: "It's time for the feng shui to take turns."

This person... was so resentful, his eyebrows and eyes were suppressed so much that he had less beauty. Although she was not in the mood to persuade him to put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha, she still wrote two words on the paper.

“Eat.”

Song Liangye snorted lightly and lowered his head to have a meal.

When he went to the battlefield in the afternoon, he took her with him to discuss matters with others, and also took her. In the evening, he went back to the palace to bed, and actually laid a floor for her in front of his bed.

"Just sleep here."

Meijing frowned and shook her head firmly! What a joke, sleeping in the same room with the wolf?

"There is no other choice." Song Liangye thought for a while: "Oh, there is another choice, come to sleep next to me."

"Dong!" The woman next to the bed fell down immediately and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

Unable to help but bend your lips, Song Liangye lay down, closed his eyes and said, "Sleep at your sleep with peace of mind, I won't move you."

Even if she said that, she couldn't believe it all! Mei Jing was on guard and trembling, but she didn't fall asleep until the ugly moment. As a result, she woke up and was really fine.

Song Liangye got up and took her to wash. After washing up, he continued to take her to the military camp.

After several consecutive days of unsettlement, everyone seemed to have misunderstood. Even Wen and Meng found Jinyi and Yushi with concern: "The Prince's Concubine and Song Liangye?"

"Nothing!" Jinyi and Yushi said in unison: "My master is innocent."

Wen Meng looked at them for a long time and believed it, but how could the rest of the people believe such light words? Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but go directly to find Song Liangye.

"What are you doing with that woman?" Jiang Xinyue frowned: "I hate her!"

Song Liangye said lightly: "What does it have to do with me if you hate her?"

Jiang Xinyue glared and took a deep breath: "Okay, now that King Yan is gone, you think I'm useless. Do you want to cross the river and destroy the bridge?"

"No." Song Liangye said: "But I hate others pointing fingers in front of me. If you do your own thing well, if you have nothing to do, go shopping on the street and buy something, I will let you pay the bill."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyue became less angry and looked at him with her lips pursed: "I just don't want you to be confused by this vixen like Song Liangchen. Haven't you forgotten what you promised me?"

"Yes." Song Liangye nodded: "After the matter is completed, I will leave Song Liangchen's order to deal with you."

"Okay." Jiang Xinyue narrowed her eyes and turned her head out. When she opened the door, she saw Shen Meijing standing at the door, and snorted coldly: "The Prince's Concubine's Kung Fu is really amazing."

Meijing's mouth twitched, how could she have great skills? She spoke with thorns everywhere, just like everyone in the world owe her. If such a person can live happily, there will be a ghost.

Seeing her leaving, Meijing followed her into the door and continued to be a quiet vase next to her.

Song Liangye searched in the room, found something, and smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law, I heard that Song Liangchen is about to end the drill. Should we make a bet?"

Mei Jing looked up at him for no reason, glanced at him, her eyes swept over the things in his hand, and her face changed.

"Where did you come from?!" She stood up and gestured angrily, trying to reach out to grab it.

The delicate and charming red bellyband with a thorny lotus embroidered on her head is one that she often wears!

"Did you forget?" Song Liangye reached out and raised her hand, letting her jump to her and couldn't get it: "Last time you were chased by the King of Yan and hid in the water tank. Later, when you went to the inn, it was the clothes I bought for you that I changed."

Perverted?! He didn't lose the clothes he changed, and he still kept this one?! Meijing's face was so red that it was almost bleeding. She couldn't catch the thing with her hand, so she simply stomped on his instep.

"Hiss--" Song Liangye gritted his teeth and pulled her away: "What are you anxious about? I just kept it away, but I didn't do anything. But today I suddenly remembered that we can make a bet."

Meijing stared at him, her eyes even more disgusted.

Song Liangye narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you stopped talking, why did I hate your eyes more and more?"

Her heart tightened and she quickly closed her eyes. She greeted the eighteen generations of this ancestor in her heart. It was really hard to relieve her hatred. She reached out and scratched four blood marks on the hand where he was holding her.
Chapter completed!