Be Good Chapter 2508: Tolerance of all small tastes

As soon as Qing He came out of the tent, there was the sound of sawdust cracking inside, Qing He patted his heart for the rest of his life, his usually blunt face rarely showed other emotions, "I almost died."

No wonder the general is so angry. He spent several days and nights writing a stack of love letters.

Ignoring the strange eyes of the guarding soldiers outside, he quickly slipped away.

In the tent, Xie Yun was furious, looking at the scattered thin paper, the beautiful small characters on it, one by one, just like Ying Xinqin's small face, Xie Yun took a deep breath, and bent down swallowing...

Picked up the scattered Heart Purification Mantra one by one, and carefully smoothed the edges and corners, blowing off the dust on them, and put them on the heart.

"This woman is really..."

Xie Yun's peach-blossom eyes, which were originally full of anger, drooped slightly, and the drooping eyes neutralized his coldness, "When I get back, I must teach her a lesson, and let her reply to my letter indecently."

In the previous life, the lady loved the love letters he wrote to her the most, and would reply the same love letter to him every time. I thought it would be the same this time, but unexpectedly, the sixteen-year-old lady is so naughty.

Forget it, no matter how naughty she is, she is still her own wife, so she can just spoil her, and it's not like he can't afford to spoil her.

A dignified man must tolerate everything about his wife.

Just think of it as a little girl's fun.

Holding the thick letter paper in her arms, Xie Yun's thin lips showed an understatement. Now that I think about it, it's good that she can reply to the letter. I thought the lady would not reply.

Write another letter tonight, he has to maintain a rhythm of at least one letter every three days, lest this naughty little guy forget him.

Well, the most important thing is that you must go back from the battle early and watch it yourself, to be serious.

Xie Yun's expression sharpened, and he tilted his head to look at the shattered case, and said loudly, "Come here, change the table, and notify the generals to come to the commander's camp."

"Yes, I will obey."

Xie Yun's deputy stood outside the tent door, and when he heard Xie Yun's order, he immediately raised his voice.

The general is serious!

Northern Xinjiang next door is miserable.

Pingcheng, which is thousands of miles away, is still peaceful. Mrs. Zhou and Liu Piaopiao's imprisonment did not cause much splash. Pingcheng has many nobles and nobles, and there are many crimes. It's just a small-scale spread among the nobles, and when more interesting things happen, they will soon be forgotten by everyone.

After all, their identities are not so noble that the nobles in Pingcheng can talk about them for more than ten days.

Yonghe Prince's Mansion, in Anping Garden.

Because of being invited by the eldest princess Yingpinlan, I went to watch the ice shooting. Different from the land shooting, the ice shooting is not riding a horse, but wearing a thick cotton jacket, sliding and hitting the ball on the ice.

Early in the morning, Ying Xinqin changed into a thick water-red satin jacket, with narrow shoulders and narrow waist, covered with a snow-white cloak to cover her increasingly exquisite figure, around her neck, fluffy white rabbit fur, The small face was lined with delicate and blush, and above it was a pair of almond eyes that were misty from the cold, which was really eye-catching.

"Is the gift ready?" Ying Xinqin asked in a low voice, wearing a pair of rabbit fur gloves of the same color as the cloak, and hugging the stove. .

Even if you are going to watch the kick-off on ice, Ying Xinqin is still very polite.

Zi Zhu carried the exquisite sandalwood gift box and replied, "It's ready, princess, you can go."