The young man on horseback looked thin and small, probably because of traveling for a long time and sleeping in the open air. Her face looked thinner and slimmer, with a pair of black and white eyes on her palm-sized face. It appears larger.
"This... personal guard?" General Murong hesitated for a moment and asked Mo Hanqing: "Then... can we arrange her in your tent, King Jing'an?"
"not good."
Mo Hanqing refused without even thinking.
"Ah?" General Murong was stunned, isn't he? Won't your personal guard follow you and serve you personally?
However, I heard that King Jing'an has always been cold-tempered and it is normal for him not to want to live with others.
But after all, she is the personal bodyguard of His Highness Prince Jing'an, so it's hard to let her live with ordinary soldiers, right
"Then... how about arranging to live with Xiuzhu and Hongyu?" General Murong hesitantly made another suggestion.
Mo Hanqing frowned and continued in a cold voice: "No."
"Not even?" General Murong twitched his lips and said speechlessly: "Then we can only squeeze together with ordinary soldiers. Thirty of them sleep in one tent..."
Mo Hanqing's face suddenly turned ugly, "No."
"Then..." General Murong suddenly had a headache and said, "Then what are your Highness's plans?"
"Isn't there a separate tent?" Mo Hanqing asked with a frown.
"This..." General Murong suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Our northern Xinjiang is already lacking in resources, and tents are already considered rare supplies. Generally, only the commander can sleep in a tent. Your Highness, your single tent is still for subordinates. After moving out, I rearranged it and gave it to you. I plan to go and squeeze in with Hong Yu and the others."
“…”
Mo Hanqing suddenly felt speechless.
Ye Qiqi couldn't quite hear what they were saying from behind, but she just felt that Mo Hanqing's face didn't look good.
"Then your Highness..." When General Murong was thinking about how to continue this question, Mo Hanqing suddenly said coldly: "Then let her sleep in my tent, and I will squeeze in Xiuzhu's tent with you. tent."
"This... this is absolutely impossible!!" General Murong suddenly panicked and waved his hands towards Mo Hanqing.
"That's it." After Mo Hanqing said this coldly, he drove the horse slowly towards the military camp.
"But... this..."
General Murong turned around and glanced at Ye Qiqi again. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the gossip that had spread from the capital a few months ago.
They are located in northern Xinjiang, far away from the capital. In addition, most of the military information is conveyed on weekdays, so rumors in the capital are often discussed as news a few months later.
However, at the moment, General Murong didn't know why, but he remembered the rumor about His Royal Highness Prince Jing'an's masculine behavior.
Legend has it that His Royal Highness King Jing'an has a new personal bodyguard. The personal bodyguard's delicate features are quite endearing, and even the usually ruthless King Jing'an treats her specially.
I have never been angry with that personal guard, and I have never punished that personal guard.
It is also said that the personal guard was having a heated exchange with His Highness Prince Jing'an, and even got excited and even stayed on the carriage...