At this moment, there was a conversation in the private room of a tea house.
"Sister Lingyi, look at you, that young man looks good, the spear in his hand is so long and thick, it looks so heavy, he can actually move it, it's amazing!" The beautiful girl in the long dress, with her hands on her chin, tried her best to look out, wishing to squeeze her whole body out.
"Sister Tianyue, be careful, we sneaked out, don't be discovered." A soft voice persuaded.
Yu Tianyue hurriedly retracted her body, stuck her tongue out at her, and continued to point at the soldiers with a blushing smile, "Sister Lingyi, listen to my mother, your father plans to help you choose one of these soldiers. A man will be your wishful husband, come and see if there is anything you like."
Qi Lingyi's face turned pink when she was told in person. She patted Yu Tianyue's hand and said shyly, "What are you talking about! It's not even a word!"
Yu Tianyue smiled and said, "Sister Lingyi, don't be shy, you are such a nice person, you have a good handwriting, and you were praised by His Majesty at the poetry meeting before, the talented girl has no choice but to run away, if your father really wants to help from the inside You choose Ruyi Langjun, and if you want to come, His Majesty will definitely fulfill this good deed."
When Qi Lingyi said this, her face became more and more red, she couldn't help but said, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, be careful I won't come out with you in the future."
Yu Tianyue begged for mercy, "My good sister, I won't talk about it, but come out and have a look, lest I choose a shady husband for you in the future."
Qi Lingyi didn't want to pay attention to her anymore, but she couldn't help but stand up and stick her head out to look out, but with a slight scan, her eyes were attracted by the soldier in the lead.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the way he was facing her sideways made her unable to move her eyes away.
The temperament is outstanding, the body is full of style, and the vulgarity is forgotten.
"Sister Tianyue, who is that person?" She forgot that she didn't want to pay attention to her before, and murmured.
Yu Tianyue followed her gaze, and she frowned slightly, "I don't know either, but it looks like he should be a very powerful soldier, otherwise he won't be so imposing."
Qi Lingyi was a little disappointed, but his back was firmly imprinted in her mind. If there was a chance, she hoped to see him again.
As soon as this thought slipped through her mind, her eyes suddenly widened, how could she have such an idea!
Yu Tianyue didn't notice her strangeness, but continued to pull her, look at the weapons below, and commented on those cold weapons, but Qi Lingyi didn't listen to a word.
Opposite the teahouse of Qi Lingyi and the two, there were also several girls sitting, dressed in exquisite and gorgeous clothes and looking good.
"I'm so old, this is the first time I've seen such a battle. It's an eye-opener." A young girl's voice sounded.
"Only the army led by His Royal Highness the King of England has such a battle, otherwise it will be nothing." A woman wearing a blue skirt with a waist and a waist raised her voice.
"Looking at what Sister Shishu meant, it seems that you know King Ying well?" the young girl raised her eyebrows and asked.
"How can I say it, I should have grown up listening to the deeds of His Royal Highness the British King since I was a child." The woman in water blue looked at the people headed by the three armies, her eyes were fascinated.
"Sister Shishu is right. Although I haven't met His Royal Highness the King himself, he should be in his early twenties this year. Ten years ago, he fought against the enemy, retreated three hundred miles, and never committed a crime again. Xixuan, I was still young at that time, but I have heard a lot about his heroic deeds, it can be said that a hero comes out of a boy."
The woman in water blue clothes did not speak, and her eyes moved with Xiao Xu's movements. At this time, she could no longer hold other people in her eyes, and the three armies were only the background of the silver figure in her eyes.
The woman in water blue clothes is named Meng Shishu, the second daughter of Meng Xuan, the minister of military affairs. The facial features are deep, the appearance is outstanding, and he usually likes to dance with knives and guns.
The first person to speak was Shui Jiaxue, the eldest daughter of the Minister of Officials, who was still young and beautiful.
In fact, there was another girl in the room, with a beautiful appearance, wearing an orange-red cigarette skirt, her hair was pulled up in a complicated cloud bun, and her body was graceful, but her eyebrows were quite high and her eyes were a little arrogant.
This person is the daughter of Jing Jin, the minister of rituals, and the old lady of the main family, and the only daughter Jing Mingzhu has ever produced.
She heard the words of the two sisters and smiled, "Although King Ying has many achievements in battle, he is still a soldier after all. I admire His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince even more.
"Each flower is in each eye, Sister Shishu should appreciate His Royal Highness more." Shui Jiaxue looked back at Jing Mingzhu and poked Meng Shishu next to her.
Meng Shishu was not very satisfied with Jing Mingzhu's tone. Although the two were friendly on the surface, they often competed in secret. At this time, when she heard Jing Mingzhu slandering the King of England, she felt a sigh of relief.
"Mingzhu sister, that's not what you said. His Royal Highness Ying has devoted himself to the country and is deeply loved by the people. I don't know what commendable deeds your Fourth Prince has done!"
I had long heard that the Minister of Rites intended to marry Jing Mingzhu to Xiao Ran, so Meng Shishu ran a few words.
Although Jing Mingzhu was annoyed, she didn't show it on the bright side, she smiled slightly with her lips bent, "Sister Shishu, it sounds like you appreciate His Royal Highness King Ying very much, but unfortunately you don't forget one thing, he has already With a marriage contract, it is a personal gift from the Emperor Taishang, and now His Majesty has decreed in his own hand, you still accept snacks, don't make any decisions that shouldn't be made."
Meng Shishu blushed because of this, she wanted to say something but was ashamed, she simply turned her head away from Jing Mingzhu.
Shui Jiaxue didn't expect the two of them to disagree because of this, and didn't know who to help. In the end, she was also angry and she didn't care.
At this time, Meng Shishu turned her gaze to the direction where she was almost out of sight, her hands tightly grasping the window wood.
What if there is a marriage contract, what about Chu Qingyan, she doesn't believe it, she can't compare to a poor Chu Qingyan!
She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, but she does not love poetry and books, and loves swords. Five years ago, she was fortunate enough to follow her father on a trip to the army camp in the city and saw the British king who demonstrated a set of swordsmanship for the soldiers. The posture, deeply in her mind, accompanied her five years of time.
At that time, she was only in her early ten years, how could Chu Qingyan stand beside him with nothing, and she practiced martial arts for him day and night, and she never fell down once, so why couldn't she stand beside him
The return of the army to Beijing this time is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She must find a chance to get to know him, let him know her existence, and then let him fall in love with her!
A look of firmness and anticipation flashed in Meng Shishu's eyes.