Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

The staff couldn't understand. He was tossing and turning, and it was difficult for others to ignore the two dark circles under his eyes. Among his colleagues, those who had a better relationship with him saw that he was still trying to get into trouble, so they couldn't help but come over to enlighten him: "As staff, you and I have to do everything. Just follow the master's wishes, it's not something you should worry about, so don't worry about it blindly."

The staff frowned: "But if one side of the pass is lost..."

The colleague sighed and pulled him aside: "If you can think of something, how could His Highness not think of it?"

The staff member's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. His colleague and friend patted him on the shoulder: "You are just too straight-minded, or why are you always being blamed by those who are not as knowledgeable as you?"

The staff member froze on the spot and could not recover for a long time. He did not know that His Royal Highness, who was sitting in the carriage to avoid the scorching sun, was actually having a similar headache, but his anxiety was in the opposite direction to that of the staff member.

"Then Chi Ernan hasn't sent any news yet?" He agreed to give him the border and help him ascend to Dabao in the future. In the next ten years, Jihu will not be able to fight wars and will not interfere with each other. How come he is gone? What follows?

The confidant shook his head, opened the curtain, estimated the distance, and reminded him: "Your Highness, we are almost there.

The prince also looked over and stepped out of the carriage with a frown on his face and gritted his teeth: "Speed ​​up the march!"

Only then did the billowing smoke appear that Xiaoxiao saw.

When the army came closer, everyone was sweating, dark and tired, especially the leader, His Royal Highness, who looked like he was fished out of the water. He started to shake as soon as he got off his horse: "Quick, call your three Highnesses here. This is The food sent by the imperial court..." After he said that, he coughed a few more times, his voice was dry and hoarse, which sounded like that. If you didn't know, you would have thought they came here day and night without sleep.

Xiaoxiao stood quietly behind the crowd and watched the scene with cold eyes. From beginning to end, his expression did not change. Yun Yan was quite puzzled: "The girl doesn't seem to welcome them very much?"

Xiaoxiao glanced at him and realized that he was one of his own, so there was no need to pretend to be polite: "There are too many calculations, which makes people annoying."

In the dream, she also saw the prince who came to deliver food. However, at that time, he put all the responsibility for the city's destruction on the generals who defended the city. He said nothing about his delay and even suggested in the court, Just don’t border these barren lands...

Just say you don’t want it?

What is the protection of the officers and soldiers over there all these years? What about the heroes who sacrificed their lives to defend the territory? What will happen to the innocent people who have lost the protection of the country? The country has not yet been destroyed, but are they going to become slaves of other countries?

For this kind of person to return to the crown prince, drink - bah!

The prince saw Xiaoxiao's back in the crowd at a glance. He couldn't help it, but a woman's figure suddenly appeared among a group of old men. It was difficult not to see it.

Who is that? Why are there women in the army?

The aloof Crown Prince was only curious for a moment. When he saw Rong Yan who came to "greet" him, he put aside his curiosity and prepared himself to accept the warm welcome from the army.

However, Rong Yan strode forward, gave him a slight salute, and then pushed out the person in charge of money and food logistics among the generals: "Just hand over the food and grass to Yu He."

Then he told the people around him: "His Royal Highness has been working hard along the way. If you come, please take your Highness down to wash and rest, and prepare some food."

The entire arrangement and greetings did not last more than a cup of tea. The prince was still confused when he was taken to the resting place - is this it? Is this gone? Shouldn't we cry bitterly and tell him about the hard work these days, and then be grateful to him for sending food?

The puzzling prince was really puzzled. After taking a short rest, the aides he sent out had already found out everything that had happened in the past few days, and learned that his third brother, who was inconspicuous and unrevealing, was going to war for the first time. Not only did he not get out of trouble, but he actually won the battle, which made the prince feel uncomfortable.

"What's the third brother's prestige in the military now?"

The staff looked at his face and plucked up the courage to say: "Several deputy generals are following His Highness's lead."

"Nowadays, everyone in the army says that His Highness has received a personal biography from General Xiao, and is the next victorious general..."

The prince's face was twisted, and he kicked over the table with food.

So the soldiers are all stupid people, and after having a few fights with them like a family, they were simply subdued?

After getting angry, the prince looked at the food on the floor and realized he felt hungry. He waved his hand and said, "Bring us some more food." Who would have thought that such a trivial matter in his eyes would actually be a big deal? It took a while for the servant to come back with a sad expression: "Your Highness, the kitchen said that during extraordinary times, each person can only eat a fixed amount per meal. Your portion... has just been delivered."

The prince didn't sleep well all night. He always felt that his good brother did it on purpose. Could he be angry that he was delayed on the road? Hey, wait a minute, he came five days late on purpose. Why do these 100,000 troops still have something to eat?

After asking someone, I found out: "It was sent voluntarily by some kind-hearted people who did not want to be named, and it just solved an urgent need."

The prince looked gloomy: "Find out who it is." He wanted to see who was meddling in his own affairs and ruining his good deeds.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another growl in his stomach. The prince glanced at his entourage and saw that they were all deaf and mute. Then he was satisfied and turned to look at the door. After all, it was time to deliver the food, right?

Breakfast consisted of steamed buns and porridge, and the soldiers felt full and comfortable, especially after knowing that new grains had been delivered. When they saw the thicker porridge, they did not worry about whether they had eaten the last meal or not.

Rong Yan was asked by Xiaoxiao to skip breakfast and was drinking tea and chewing on the new trial work she had made.

Xiaoxiao asked expectantly: "How is it?"

For the first time, Rong Yan encountered difficulties in evaluating the food made by Xiaoxiao. How should I put it? You could tell it was a biscuit, but it was too dry, too hard and too tight. Although it tasted pretty good, it was It is actually very different from Xiaoxiao’s previous works.

Seeing his frown, Xiaoxiao stopped teasing him: "You just ate half a piece, do you think you can still eat it now?"

How could he not be able to eat this? Even if the food Xiaoxiao made tasted weird and hard to swallow, he had to... Huh? Rong Yan, who happened to blurt out "I can eat it", touched his belly strangely.

He admits that he is a tricky person. He won't eat if it tastes bad, or if it's too salty, bland or sweet. He doesn't like to eat when it's hot, and he might not be too lazy to eat when it's cold. But of the day, he has the best appetite in the morning. Yes, he had clearly just eaten a small piece of biscuit, so why did he feel full now?

Yun'er looked strange and tried it himself: "Huh? Why am I not hungry anymore?"

Xiaoxiao held her chin in her hands and her two thin legs swayed: "This is called a compressed biscuit. The disadvantage is that it is dry and hard, but the advantage is that it is easy to fill and lasts a long time."