Xuan Yan Gu Zheng

Gu Zheng was a little disappointed, walked for a while with his head downcast, and saw a small wooden house.

It looked like it was a temporary shelter for Orion, but there was some rice and half a pumpkin inside.

"I have pumpkin porridge!" Mu Qing cheered.

Gu Zheng swallowed, it must be better than wild vegetable soup.

The waiting time was particularly difficult, especially after smelling the fragrance. He sat there, waiting desperately.

When it finally came out, he literally pounced on it.

"You want to be scalded to death?!" Mu Qing hurriedly blocked it.

"Starve to death or burn to death, I choose... to live!" Gu Zheng really wanted to say how could he be burned to death, but Mu Qing gave him a stare and was cowardly.

But he wasn't angry at all, and he still felt a little sweet, and he tasted the sweetness before the pumpkin porridge reached his mouth.

Seeing Mu Qing kept stirring the porridge with a spoon to cool it down as quickly as possible, Gu Zheng couldn't help but put his hands on his shoulders and teased, "If you're a girl, you'll most likely be a mother if you get married. Tigers and Hedong lions are fierce to your husband, but you are very capable and virtuous, and you will take good care of your husband."

Mu Qing stared at the scattered heat and muttered, "I don't want to marry... get married."

"You want to start a career and start a family? Remember what I said that you will become a general. When I ascend the throne, I will first abolish that unwritten rule."

"Well, look at Hu Jin, the scar on his face is clearly the mark of a hero, and he has made a lot of military achievements, but he will not be considered for promotion, what a pity. What's the use of doubling the reward? It's not what he wants. "

"Hu Jin can use the money to buy ointment to remove scars. The Bingqing ointment in the palace has miraculous effects on scars. I will give him a few boxes some other day. But even if the scar is gone, Hu Jin still doesn't look good, right?"

Mu Qing concentrated on imagining Hu Jin's unscarred face, and Gu Zheng flicked her forehead dissatisfied.

"You still want to fuck Hu Jin? You think so seriously..."

"I really don't understand why you guys are so picky about the appearance of your generals. You don't fight with your face in battle. King Lanling is so beautiful, you have to wear a mask when you go to battle!" Mu Qing frowned, clutching his blushing spot.

"Then you wear a mask because you are too beautiful?"

"Of course not! Don't make insinuations, I have reasons..."

"Then when can I see your true face in Lushan? You can't wear a mask forever!"

"I don't know when, but I definitely won't wear it for the rest of my life. Well, the porridge is ready to eat, I'll try it first..."

"try what?"

"Let's test the poison. Who made you unusual."

Gu Zheng forgot that he was hungry, and stared at Mu Qing with burning eyes.

Mu Qing gently lifted the edge of the mask on the chin, and took a sip of the mask with the bowl.

"Brother, let me tell you, are you tired?" Gu Zheng covered his eyes in dismay, "It's okay if I don't look at it!"

"It tastes good, all right, let's eat!"

A bowl of pumpkin porridge, which was not on the table in the palace, warmed Gu Zheng's stomach that night. He remembered that sweet taste for a lifetime, and only thought that it was the best porridge in the world.

The two returned to the barracks and entered Xuanhou's account.

Xuanhou stepped forward quickly to pull Muqing, he pretended a direction in mid-air, and instead pulled Gu Zheng, kneading a few times.

"Where are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, Mu Qing came in time, he's injured, please ask the doctor to show her!"

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When Mu Qing's injury was about to heal, Gu Zheng couldn't drag on any longer and set off to return to Beijing.

"I don't know when we will meet next time. You really don't want to go back with me and be my bodyguard? I can make you wear a mask in the palace and make a special case for you."

"In the palace? Please spare me! I still like this piece of sky, not so much in the palace..." Mu Qing pointed at the sky with her arms, and drew a square pattern, "Others See you are supreme, I, only see a box, a person."