Zijin frowned and raised her head to look over, and suddenly saw Xiao An kneeling down in front of her. No, it was the person kneeling behind her...
When Zi Jing came to consciousness, she turned around at a loss and saw Su Huang standing behind her at some point, staring at her with a gloomy expression.
For Su Huang, he really did not expect to see Bauhinia in the military camp.
This guy is capable of using any means, and even thought of running into the cooking camp to be a cook, but it's not like he has never eaten the food she cooked. When he ate a few days ago, he just felt that the food was very appetizing. He didn't think about Zijin, but as soon as the dish was served today, and thinking about the meals of the previous few days, Su Huang had a bad feeling in his heart.
He made an unprecedented trip to the cooking camp. The soldiers in the cooking camp knelt down in fear. Seeing King Su's cold face, it was chilling. He thought that the meal prepared by the cooking camp today was not to King Su's taste...
But Su Huang came here precisely because of Bauhinia.
Su Huang stared at her, her expression getting colder and colder.
Bauhinia, which was still blooming in front of him a few days ago, has taken off her favorite purple gauze skirt. At this moment, she is only wearing a light gray simple cloth dress, and her beautiful black hair is tied up and tied up casually. There is a blue tie on the back of the head and forehead. Although the face is still beautiful and the facial features are still charming, the face that has always been fair and pure is now stained with gray from the kitchen stove. Smoke makes people feel distressed just looking at it.
She is such a noble and beautiful woman, but she makes fires and cooks for those in the military camp in a place like the cooking camp...
The more Su Huang thought about it, the more depressed she became. No matter how much he hated her, he was not willing to ask her to do such tiring work, but she was willing to ruin herself!
Su Huang couldn't look at it anymore, so he stepped forward and snatched the shovel from her hand, threw it into the cauldron, turned around and left, and gave a cold and sharp order: "Take her to my tent."
Su Huang's voice was very cold. Logically speaking, among the generals in the military camp, King Su had the mildest personality. The soldiers in the military camp rarely saw Su Huang getting angry, but at this moment , Su Huang was angry with a little cook in the cooking camp, and the anger was not small. Everyone was mourning for Zijin, and they all thought that Zijin made King Su angry by cooking a meal that was not to suit King Su's appetite, so When Zijing was escorted over, many people wanted to comfort Zijing, but Zijing didn't need anyone to escort her. She had already taken the initiative to follow her, and urged the soldiers escorting her to walk faster, as if she was not going to die, but rather I went to meet my lover...
Zijin had long been accustomed to Su Huang's sarcastic words, so she was not as scared as those soldiers. Instead, she was used to it. She thought that Su Huang would only scold her a few times, but he was reluctant to do anything to her, let alone touch her. Hairy.
So as soon as he arrived at Su Huang's tent, Zi Jing walked unscrupulously to the main seat where Su Huang handled government affairs and sat down.
The soldiers who were following her saw her, widened their eyes and shouted, "Wantless, who allowed you to sit there?"
Zi Jing was stunned for a moment, pretending not to know: "Can't we sit here?"
"That's where King Su is sitting!"