Ling Chen looked up and stared at her: "Are you jealous?"

"No, Linger is telling the truth."

Ling Chen reached out and rubbed her nose.

"I made these dishes. You can try them." Lan Ling arranged dishes for him.

"You made it? You still cook?" Ling Chen looked at her with a smile, and saw that the dishes on the table were all his favorites. He picked up a mouthful of bamboo shoots, and a fresh fragrance came into his teeth.

Ling Chensu loves to eat bamboo shoots.

"It really tastes different, crispy and fragrant."

Lan Ling's eyes brightened.

After dinner, Ling Chen hugged Lan Ling and walked outside.

Because of the war and the cold weather, the streets of the floating city had no pedestrians early.

Ling Chen held her hand and walked slowly, Tian Ming and Gu Fan following behind.

"If we have been living here, won't it?" Lan Ling asked suddenly.

Ling Chen didn't make a sound, squeezing her hand, as if playing with it.

"Do you have to fight for the world?" Lan Ling leaned against Ling Chen.

"Ling'er, fighting is to live. I am the prince, and there are some things that I can do without what I want. Even if I tell my father, I don’t want to fight, I want to live in peace, you say, they will Believe it?

As long as I threaten certain people, they won't let me live. Those who follow me, I am responsible to them, do you understand? "

Ling Chen hugged her in his arms, but looked at the distance.

"I don't want to kill others, but if others gain power, they will never let me live, nor will they let the people who follow me live, including you. Therefore, I can't stop. The simple life you want to live , I can't give it to you, try to live my life."

"Then, we can live here a little longer." Lan Ling begged him.

"Okay." He stood up and kissed her deeply.

Ling Chen led his troops to Luancheng the next day.

Luan Cheng's battle was harder, and Lan Ling waited for three days before Ling Chen came back.

It was Zhang Xu who guarded Luancheng. Zhang Xu was originally Luancheng's vice general. His wife was beautiful and beautiful. Later, Liu Gang, the lord of Luancheng, raped Zhang Xu's wife. His wife was unwilling to be humiliated and committed suicide. Killing Liu Gang also turned against the court.

Zhang Xu's martial arts are superb, he is also good at leading troops, and defensively, he finally used Tian Ming's explosive bombs to blow up the city gate before he captured Luancheng.

But Zhang Xu ran away, and Tian Ming and others did not catch him.

New Year’s Eve is only five days away. Ling Chen was busy redeploying the troops in Luancheng and Qingzhou, which he had just captured, and transferred the county lords of Fuzhou and Yancheng to these two cities. Some brains.

He is busy till late every day.

Every time I go back, there is always supper on the table, sometimes it is a bowl of chaos, sometimes it is a dish of dim sum, sometimes it is a bowl of hot and sour mutton soup.

This is no better than his Prince's Mansion in Yuncheng, because of the war, the supplies are limited, and the food in the barracks is rough.

Lan Ling never thought that he could cook for Ling Chen himself. She can cook and eat all kinds of food. When she was in Moshan, she learned a lot from the cooks in the kitchen. At that time, she just thought it was fun, and the days were boring and passed the time.

Lan Ling tried his best to make things for Ling Chen exquisitely. I am very busy every day.

When Ling Chen came back early that day, Lan Ling hadn't slept yet, so she brought hot water to scald his feet.

"These things don't need you to do, don't freeze." Ling Chen touched her head with a big palm pity.

"I am willing." Lan Ling said crisply.

She stretched out her hand to wash his feet, and her little white hand pressed his foot, and Lan Ling found that Ling Chen's heel had blood bubbles.

"Why is this blistering?" She frowned distressedly. Picking up Ling Chen's boots and looking at it, the leather on the heel was too hard.

She massaged his feet, wiped them dry, punctured the blood blisters, applied medicine, and wrapped them up.

"This is a special medicine. It will be ready tomorrow. The heel of your army boots can be replaced with lambskin, which is softer." Lan Ling said to Ling Chen.

"Okay, Tian Ming, let the order go on. When buying military boots, the heels are made of lambskin."

Tian Mingle took the lead and left.

"Why are you so good to me?" Ling Chen asked in a low voice while holding Lan Ling's hand. He took her into his arms and plunged his head into Lan Ling's fragrant hair, motionless.

"Because at this time, you are my husband. I can treat you arbitrarily. In the palace, I also want to be nice to you, but some people will say that I seduce you or have ulterior motives, and some will be unhappy. In fact, what I am doing now is the same for all loving couples."

"Then it's good to me all the time, don't be afraid of what others say, and I won't let others gossip." Ling Chen's honest voice rang in Lan Ling's ears.

Lan Ling smiled bitterly. "I really want to. But I'm afraid I will die soon!"

Lan Ling suddenly thought of Xixiang. Thinking of her past life. The hand is also slow.

Ling Chen leaned over and kissed her lips, his voice was low and gentle, "Just treat me well, I see who dares to kill you!" After he finished speaking, the light in his eyes dimmed and he buckled her jaw. , The hot kiss, pressed down all over the world.

"Don't, don't..." Lan Ling resisted in a low voice, "I haven't taken that medicine these few days."

Lan Ling looked up at him.

"Don't drink it!" he said, pressing up.

After tossing until midnight, Ling Chen finally got tired and fell asleep.

Lan Ling got up, hinged the cotton cloth, pressed a thin layer of cotton, gestured to Ling Chen's combat boots, and made him a pair of soft insoles.

Ling Chen woke up occasionally, and saw a small figure beside the dizzy candle, doing the female red carefully.

On the second day, Ling Chen got up early in the morning. The footsteps were soft and comfortable. He didn't rub his feet anymore. He was surprised. He took off his shoes and saw a pair of white cotton insoles with uniform and dense stitches.

Ling Chen looked at Lan Ling who was still asleep, his face was tender, his dark eyes softened, he leaned over and kissed her on her hair, "I really can't see that you can do so much!"

Lan Ling didn't wake up until late in the afternoon. The room was very quiet. Ling Chen found a girl to wait for Lan Ling yesterday. At this time, the girl was preparing lunch.

"Cui Hong, stew this lamb chop with water, make more, don't put soy sauce, put more ginger." Lan Ling told Cui Hong, Ling Chen was willing to eat the stewed lamb.

After she finished freshening up, she walked out of the room. She wanted Ling Chen to take everyone back for dinner instead of eating the barracks.

Lan Ling went to Ling Chen's meeting room, and Tian Ming was taken aback when he saw her coming, and hurriedly said, "Master is not in the meeting room."

"Oh, where did he go?"

"back yard."

"Well, Tian Ming, I will ask them to eat Chinese food in the living room of the Lord later, instead of eating the food in the military camp."

Tian Ming agreed vaguely.

Lan Ling ran directly to the back garden.

The gate of the back garden was closed, something that has never happened.

Fan Xing and Han Zhitao stood at the gate of the garden, "Mrs. Ling." Fan Xing called her.

"Is Lord in?" Lan Ling asked as he walked in.

"Mrs. Ling, you'd better wait a while and then go in." Fan Xing stopped her.

Lan Ling stopped, "Master, something?"

"Well, it's not convenient for you to go in now." Fan Xing said coldly.

Lan Ling always felt that Fan Xing was very cold towards her. As if she was his enemy.

Lan Ling looked at Han Zhitao, "I have prepared a lot of dishes today. Let's go to Master's room for lunch together."

Before Han Zhitao could answer, Fan Xing smiled and said, "It depends on what you mean."

Fan Xing's expression was strange.

The blue spirit ghost sent a divine envoy to open the back garden door.