The world is hiring

Meng Changting looked at Zhao Quan's leaving figure, the doubt in his eyes flashed away, who is this person?What is the purpose of being so courteous to a deposed king?

To kill with poison, or...to please.

While hesitating, he suddenly noticed that the man was looking at him, pointed at the water bag, and nodded.

Meng Changting raised his eyebrows, it seems that there is no need to worry about the first point.Unscrewing the stopper, a coolness moistened the thirsty mouth and suppressed the exhaustion of the body.With a light cough, he rubbed his drowsy head.

Feeling the abnormal heat on his forehead, Meng Changting frowned. Sure enough, this body is still too useless.

When it was time to start the stove, the two princes had servants to manage them, the Western Wolf Army had their own cooks, and the disciples of the Xian family even took out cooked food directly from the storage utensils, each with its own method.Only Meng Changting took out half a hard steamed bun from his bag.This is what Lu Qian brought over last night.

Yuan Jie was eating the barbecue, feeling a little dry, when he suddenly smelled a burst of aroma.The probe moved closer to Lu Qian and looked into the pot, his eyes lit up immediately. "Master Lu, you know how to cook porridge! I just want to drink something thin, can I have a bowl?"

Lu Qian poured all the porridge in the pot into a bowl, and gave the empty pot to Yuan Jie: "Thank you."

Yuan Jie looked at the empty pot in his hand, then at the bowl of rice porridge in Lu Qian's hand: "Hey, it's not what I think."

Lu Qian took the porridge bowl and left, leaving only one sentence for Yuan Jie: "Wash it clean."

Walking into the woods, I happened to meet Zhao Quan who had just come out.Lu Qian didn't say anything when he saw the wound on his face, but waited for Zhao Quan to take the porridge in his hand, and then continued walking towards the depths of the woods.

Zhao Quan understood what Lu Qian meant, and turned his head to watch Lu Qian disappear.He knew what Lu Qian lost.With such a boss, it's not a loss.

Carefully took the bowl of white porridge to find His Royal Highness Li Wang.Zhao Quan sighed, this is the boss' love dinner.

Bringing the porridge to Meng Changting, Zhao Quan respectfully said, "Your Highness, let's have some."

Meng Changting looked at the bruise on Zhao Quan's face, and guessed what happened: "You come back after being beaten?"

Seeing that the bowl was filled with porridge, he raised his eyebrows, how could this military camp use rice to make porridge?Rice is not something everyone can afford.

Zhao Quan grinned and said to himself: "Don't worry, Your Highness, those people will only be worse than me." This movement touched the wound on his face, and he immediately grinned sourly.Zhao Quan cursed inwardly, I was kind enough to help them.Hmph, he also said that he didn't help the boss vent his anger.Alright, let the boss teach those idiots himself.

He scooped up a spoon and tasted it. Meng Changting was surprised. The taste...Looking in the direction of Lu Qianzai, he saw the man eating pancakes. The stove beside him was empty, but there were two used egg shells scattered on the ground. .

Meng Changting swallowed the poached egg in his mouth, and used a spoon to hide the smile on his lips.When did the noble disciples of the Xian family not only cook in person, but also secretly?

After Meng Changting finished his porridge, Zhao Quan took the empty bowl to wash.Seeing the guys who troubled him just now by the stream were using stream water to cool the bruises on their bodies, Zhao Quan suddenly laughed.

Hearing the laughter, the soldier who had just been taught a lesson gritted his teeth and looked at you: "Zhao Quan, you cunning guy, did you know that the general was covering up that waste, bah, slip of the tongue, it was His Royal Highness Li Wang. How many times did you specially trick my buddies?" Just kidding!" The general was really ruthless just now.Properly fisted to the flesh.

Zhao Quan put his hips on his hips and looked at those embarrassed people from the corner of his eyes, "Why don't you say that the boss is venting his anger on me?" He is also very important, okay?

"Cut." A soldier behind rolled his eyes, "You still can't do it. We beat you a lot during training, and the general didn't come to teach us when I beat you to a bone last time."

"It doesn't look really stupid." Zhao Quan squatted down, and a few people occupied the upper reaches of the water, and laughed while washing the dishes: "Let me give you a reminder, but I still think I have no loyalty. I deserve it~"

The people who were being talked about looked at each other, suddenly smiled grinningly, and stretched out their hands to pick up water and splash it on Zhao Quan.The boy is fat, accept the punishment.

"Hey!" Zhao Quan jumped a few steps back, although he avoided most of it, he still got wet.Looking at the marks on his lower body that looked like he was peeing his pants, Zhao Quan frowned: "Zhou Qiang, enough of you!" He picked up the bowl in his hand, scooped up water, and chased after him.He wants to avenge his wetness/body revenge.

The moonlight shrouded the lush land, except for the guards and guards, almost everyone else in the team was asleep.

Lu Qian easily dodged the vigil and avoided the priest's detection. As soon as he entered Meng Changting's tent, his face suddenly darkened.Walking quickly to Meng Changting's simple couch, he stretched out his hand and said, "I have a fever."

Meng Changting opened his eyes a little dizzy, saw that it was Lu Qian, rubbed his big warm hand a little aggrieved, and hummed softly, "It's hard."

Lu Qian covered Meng Changting with a quilt and turned to go out.Meng Changting, who was not comforted, pouted childishly and buried himself in the quilt.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Lu Qian to walk in with a wooden basin filled with water. Seeing the lump on the bed, he was a little puzzled.What's going on here?

He dug the man out with great difficulty, and put Meng Changting's head on his lap.Then Lu Qian wrung out the soaked towel and applied it to his forehead.

Feeling the coolness on his head, Meng Changting stretched his brows, and quietly grabbed the corner of Lu Qian's clothes with one hand, feeling relieved immediately.

"Come with me tomorrow." Lu Qian said this sentence suddenly, with a firm tone that could not be refuted.

"No!" Meng Changting raised his head, and the warm towel slipped off his head, slowly soaking Lu Qian's clothes.He can't just leave.

"You're sick. If this drags on, there's nothing I can do about it." A mortal's body is inherently weak, and he can't bear those spirit pills at all. Can play a conditioning role.

If it is a cultivator, as long as the soul is immortal, it is not a legend to bring the dead back to life. However, due to the restriction of reincarnation, the soul of a mortal will return to the underworld after death. Unless he becomes a ghost cultivator, the only way to stay in the world is to disappear.

"But... um!" Before Meng Changting could finish speaking, Lu Qian blocked his lips.

Lu Qian raised his body and said in a deep voice: "The refutation is useless." Taking off his cloak and armor, Lu Qian lay down next to Meng Changting, wrapping him in his arms: "I will figure out a way, sleep now."

Meng Changting, who was blocked and speechless, stared at the wood beside him, and closed his eyes angrily.

After moving and finding a comfortable position, Meng Changting snorted, grabbed the front of Lu Qian's obscene clothes, and fell asleep.

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Sleepy, fell asleep.continue tomorrow