Linghu Shuiyue thought, instead of sleeping in the same tent with those two men surnamed Zhu, she might as well find this girl to sleep with her in her "kennel" tent.
"Wait!" Zhu Jiuye gave an order suddenly, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed Yang Lanzhi who was reaching out to Linghu Shuiyue.
Zhu Jiuye grabbed Yang Lanzhi's wrist and held it in his hand. She frowned in pain, but she said shyly, "Master Jun, I can't understand how men and women can accept each other."
"Hmph!" Zhu Jiuye snorted coldly through his nose, and exerted force on his hand, as if to test the depth of this girl Yang Lanzhi's inner strength, and asked, "If a person dares to appear here, he dares to go back alone, the military camp Women are not allowed here! Unless... you want to be a military prostitute!"
Yang Lanzhi said fearfully: "No, no, no! How can the military master force his men to become prostitutes? The civilian daughters have heard that the ninth master governs the army strictly and does not disturb the people. The civilian daughters can leave." She looked at the sky while talking, and it was getting late , It's gray, and there's still a way to go into town.
Linghu Shuiyue spoke for her: "Master Jiu, she is a weak woman, what can she do if she stays in the army for one night? She will sleep with me tonight, so she won't disturb you."
"Young Marshal Linghu, are you sure you want to sleep with her?" Zhu Jiuye asked suspiciously, the long phoenix pupils under his brows were half-closed, his coldness was chilling.
"Yes." Linghu Shuiyue answered resolutely. Immediately, when she saw that everyone was looking at her with strange eyes, she realized what the eyes of these people meant.
She said with a stern face: "What are you looking at? Do you think this young marshal is the kind of man who wants to sleep with women as soon as he goes out? This young marshal is just worried that it is not good for this girl to walk alone at night. This young marshal can do it." Liu Xiahui, I'm not trying to bully this girl."
Now, everyone looked at her even more strangely. Lu Dongyang, the guard next to Zhu Jiuye, looked at her, frowned, and said with a joke: "This... I believe it. With the young commander's always weak body, maybe You can only be Liu Xiahui, right?"
As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of low laughter.
If it hadn't been for seeing that Young Marshal Linghu had the ability to subdue a tiger just now, more people might not have taken this Young Marshal Linghu seriously at this moment.
Young Marshal Linghu's appearance was as beautiful as a fairy's. The man looked at him, but he was a little fanciful, but he didn't expect his behavior to be more speculative.
Linghu Shuiyue was too lazy to take Lu Dongyang's jokes to heart, she just stretched out her hand to Yang Lanzhi and said, "Come on! How about taking you in tonight?"
"Thank you, Young Marshal Engong!" Yang Lanzhi hastily stretched out her hand to Young Marshal Linghu, as if she was a little scared, but eager to give her body.
Linghu Shuiyue pulled her onto the tiger's back, and hugged her vigorously in her arms. The silver armor in front of her "boomed" and made Yang Lanzhi's back ache. Because of the silver armor, Linghu Shuiyue's chest was safely hidden.
She asked someone to help her lead the horse back, and rode a big tiger back to the tent by herself. Many soldiers originally had a cold and sneering attitude towards Young Marshal Linghu, but when they saw him riding on the back of a big tiger, they were really awe-inspiring.
However, after returning to the account camp, Zhu Jiuye gave orders coldly: "Young Master Linghu and I are in the same camp tonight, will Young Master Linghu still insist on adding Miss Yang? Ben handsome, young handsome sleep together?"
When the coach Zhu Jiuye said this, everyone was even more tongue-tied, and no one dared to utter a word. What does it mean? Do the coach and the young coach compete for women