Chapter 811： Topic of the year

  Chapter 811 Topic Person of the Year

It has been five days since the incident happened.

Barbarian's raid this time cooperated with the army's offensive strategy, and the raid team was accidentally bumped into by Yang Lan'er and the others, so they broke down.

The warring parties of the large army did not take much advantage, and the barbarian raid team suffered heavy losses.

Five days, the time is not long or short. And some people are happy and some are worried.

These five days can be said to be the most comfortable days for Ruan Xinmei to come to the border.

That day when she heard about an accident on the mountain, she was always thankful that she and her aunt did not go up the mountain. Otherwise, she would have encountered barbarians, and to be honest, she would have no idea how she would have died.

After all, she did not fight with force.

In the past few days, she has been paying attention to the news outside, fighting against the enemy's army, and she doesn't care about the raging battles outside Pengcheng. She just wanted to know what miserable end that **** Yang Lan'er would have?

"If you want me to say that the cities and towns here are prosperous, they are prosperous, but the sky is changing too fast. Today is still a scene of prosperity and prosperity. Maybe tomorrow, the flames of war will turn into purgatory on earth."

Ms. Li was lying on the beauty couch, leaning lazily, and glanced at her niece: "Nothing is perfect, there are advantages and disadvantages."

"That's true, but I think Xuancheng is better, at least you don't have to worry about living." Ruan Xinmei fiddled with the handkerchief indifferently.

"In that case, why didn't you resist when the elder brother sent you to Pengcheng?"

Saying "I" is full of bitter tears, and Ruan Xinmei has no face to say this. In Xuancheng, she fell in love with young masters of the right age, and others looked down on her. Others fell in love with her, but she didn't.

In the end, she was in a hurry. In order to save face, she had no choice but to tell her father: She despises those white-faced boys who are not masculine.

The consequence of this sentence was that her father packed her and threw her to her aunt on the border.

According to her father's opinion, since you say you don't like the gentle boy, then go to the barracks and meet the iron-blooded rough guy.

Ruan Xinmei wants to cry but has no tears. She wants to say that she looks down on rough people with stinky feet.

However, she had to succumb to her father's authority, and only wanted to come to the border to relax.

Just relax and relax, as long as you have fun.

But God is against her, and if she relaxes, she will meet an enemy she hates so much.

Speaking of enemies, Ruan Xinmei sat up straight, gloating and asked: "It's been a few days, aunt, where do you think that village woman is now?"

For the unlucky Yang Lan'er who lost her face that day, Mrs. Li secretly thought that she deserved it, but she replied casually: "Who knows? The prince led a few small teams to search the mountain for a few days. No one is dead, no corpse, who knows if he is dead or captured?"

"I think she was captured. Why can't she find her body after she dies? Maybe she is enjoying herself in a certain Bojin's tent right now!"

After finishing speaking, Ruan Xinmei laughed out of spite.

Madam Li shook her head: "If that's the case, Prince Mu will be miserable."

Wife and son are lost, the son is a slave and is handled like an animal, and the wife is a servant to be played with, tsk tsk, think about it, what a miserable word!

Ruan Xinmei shuddered at the thought of those cold eyes, she couldn't imagine that handsome and cruel man, what would he do next?

Is it anger? sad? pain? Or should he go north in anger for the confidante, and kill them in the depths of the grassland to die together?

No matter which one, Ruan Xinmei wants to applaud and cheer for them behind the scenes!

Besides, Tan Anjun, who is being talked about at this time, can see from the traces left in the cave that Yang Lan'er and the others were not captured. Can't come back for a while.

He was thinking about how to go about rescue, so that he didn't even pay attention to Qin Lan who came in through the curtain, and thought it was Xiao Liu.

As soon as Qin Lan entered the door, he saw that the male **** in his mind was sloppy, his face was unwashed and unshaven, and his eye sockets were darkened.

The whole person looked haggard and tired, and her heart hurt when she saw it, and she unconsciously brought it out of her mouth: "My lord just came back from the mountain? Did you have dinner? I just stewed a squab here. Lord, eat it while it's hot."

Tan Anjun glanced at her lightly, frowned and said two words indifferently: "No!"

"How can you not have dinner? It will starve you to death. No matter how urgent you are, you must take good care of your body. Otherwise, your body will be ruined, and the princess will not feel so sorry for her when she comes back!" The tone was full of enthusiasm. Distressed, Qin Lan ignored his refusal, picked up the stew pot and wanted to put it on the table in front of Tan Anjun.

Tan Anjun's bloodshot eyes stared at the stew pot in her hand, the impatience in his eyes was obvious, and his tone was as cold as ice scum in winter: "I say no! Can't you understand human language?"

"I"

"What me, get out!"

"You..." Qin Lan dangled the stew pot in his hand, and stared at the man across from him with wide eyes in disbelief.

The look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a heartless man, made Tan Anjun respond, and an unknown fire burst out of his heart, and he said a word from his ruthless thin lips, "Get out!"

Like a sharp knife piercing the red heart of an infatuated woman.

With a bang, the stew pot fell to the ground.

Qin Lan covered her face and rushed out of Tan Anjun's camp like a gust of wind, almost hugging Xiao Liu who was about to lift the curtain at the door to enter.

Scared the little six to take a big step back, looking at Miss Qin who was running away, he held his thumping heart and secretly thought it was dangerous!

"Beauty throwing herself into her arms is afraid of becoming like this, it's worthless!"

Xiao Liu rolled his eyes at the person who suddenly appeared behind him, and said without turning his head: "You are promising, why didn't you rush to the front just now, this is not just what you want, Wenxiang nephrite is here Pregnant!"

Qi Xiang shook her head and clicked her tongue.

"what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Qi Xiang replied in his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the disappearing figure in the distance.

Xiao Liu stared: "What do you mean by nothing?"

Qi Xiang withdrew his gaze, and glanced at him like a fool: "You deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life!" I have never seen such a ignorant person.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Xiao Liu, opened the thick curtain and strode into the tent.

Xiao Liu didn't even think about really arguing with someone, but he was under too much psychological pressure in the past few days. Seeing that someone had already entered the tent, he followed him in.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Qi Xiang avoided the porcelain fragments on the ground, found a chair and sat down.

Tan Anjun looked at the information collected in his hands, and asked without looking up: "Have you eaten?"

"No."

Xiao Liu who followed behind heard that he didn't need the master's order, told them to wait a while, turned around and left the tent again.

"No clue yet?" Qi Xiang asked.

"Well," Tan Anjun hummed lightly, frowning tightly together: "I have no clue."

After less than three seconds of being serious, Qi Xiang leaned back gently, and spread her long legs forward, sitting however she felt comfortable, a lazy and mellow voice sounded in the tent: "After analysis, I feel that Yang Lan'er and Your two sons are not in danger, but I don’t know where they are now? I just don’t know how long it will take to come back?”

Tan Anjun snorted and didn't refute when he heard the words. He felt the same as him, so he could sit in this tent and check the information without worrying about the world.

"There are some rumors around recently." Qi Xiang hesitated to speak.

"Rumors?" Tan Anjun didn't understand, but after thinking about it, his face darkened immediately, and he gritted his silver teeth: "They are courting death!"

Qi Xiang waved his hand and smiled evilly: "You don't need to worry about these trivial matters, I will take care of them. You should find their mother and child as soon as possible."

Tan Anjun snorted again, and gave him a sideways glance. This person looked much more pleasing to the eye today.

Ruan Xinmei has been living comfortably these past few days, and everything she sees is pleasing to the eye, except that she doesn't want to hear her aunt nagging about any young soldier in the barracks.

What can I do?

No matter how much Ruan Xinmei hates to marry, she won't look for these stinky guys on the border, unless...

Thinking of the handsome and beautiful Prince Mu

Trembling in her heart, she quickly shook her head, that man was too cruel and heartless, not her type.

On this day, in order to avoid her aunt's nagging, she sneaked out of Li's residence with a few maidservants.

Entering teahouses, visiting silk and satin shops, wherever the upper-class people gather, there are people talking about the attack on the mountain a few days ago. The person at the center of the topic is Yang Lan'er who bears the brunt.

She can say anything, Princess Mu has become the topic of the year in Pengcheng.

Ruan Xinmei slightly hooked her lips, very satisfied with the effect.

Decided to go to the streets today to reward myself.

As a result, when I went to a restaurant for a meal, someone accidentally knocked over the soup bowl, making my body covered in soup. The maid forgot to bring spare clothes, so she had to temporarily go to the tailor shop next door to buy clothes.

While she was changing clothes in the compartment of the tailor shop, for some reason, several soldiers rushed into the shop to arrest the enemy's spy. When the door kicked open, Ruan Xinmei, who was wearing only obscene clothes, was caught by the soldiers who rushed in first.

You know, after staying in the military camp for a few years, a sow is as good as Diaochan, let alone Miss Miao Manjiao. At that time, the soldier's eyes were straight.

I don't know what happened to this matter, and within a day, everyone in the city knew about it, from the royal family to the nobles, down to the three religions.

When Tan Anjun heard about it, Qi Xiang happened to be there, and he asked him, "You did it."

"Why do you think so?" Qi Xiang shook his long black hair. Today he only tied it with a ribbon, and felt that every root of his head was relaxed. "I, Mr. Pian Pianjia, will do this?"

A row of black lines fell on Tan Anjun's forehead, and he pursed his lips: "According to the information I got, she is the one who spread rumors around her. People should be responsible for everything they do, and she should be punished accordingly."

"Since this matter has nothing to do with you, then I will take over this matter." After speaking, he shouted to the door: "Xiao Liu!"

"Hey hey hey" Qi Xiang stopped him and muttered, "If you want to do good things these days, you can't do it without leaving your name."

"Okay, this is just a small punishment I gave her. I only let her marry an unknown person. It is considered cheap for her not to ruin her reputation."

"This woman has hollow eyes and a big heart. She looks down on this and that all day long. Let her marry the vulgar and stinky guy she used to look down on the most. I don't know how she feels at this moment?"

After finishing speaking, our General Qi still forgot to smile.

(end of this chapter)