A carriage with the logo of the Four Princes' Palace came to the military camp.

Zhao Xueying opened the curtain and saw Wan Yanlie, wearing single clothes, competing with others on the martial arts platform. Each move was fast, accurate and ruthless, causing the soldiers to applaud again and again.

The man was intact and could still compete, but he was seriously injured as Suzune said.

Zhao Xueying glanced at Ling Yin with dissatisfaction and said to the bearer: "Go back home!"

Lingyin hurriedly said: "I'm not going back home!!"

Zhao Xueying was surprised. This little girl was usually lively and noisy, but she was never good at making decisions. What happened today? She actually became her boss.

The bell sounded loudly, and he said with a smile: "Princess, we have come all the way, so let's go in and have a look. Besides... and the martial arts competition is so lively, I want to join in the fun."

Zhao Xueying was full of doubts and said in a deep voice: "Lingyin, you don't have to make excuses anymore. Tell the truth, what are your intentions?"

Ringtone looked panicked.

"I am...I want to..."

She opened the curtain and saw that the carriage had arrived at the door of the main tent. Zhao Xueying had no choice but to go back.

"Princess, we are here, get off the car."

Saying that, he jumped out of the car like a little sparrow.

Both of them wore men's clothes. This was Zhao Xueying's idea.

It has always been a taboo in the military for women to come to the military camp.

If she were to see Yan Lie as a daughter, she would probably give him a reputation of being debauched, immoral, and without military discipline.

When all the soldiers saw the two frail little men getting out of the car, they thought they were two servants from the palace. Moreover, as soon as the two thin servants arrived at the military camp, they got into the commander's tent.

Everyone didn't think too much about it, nothing was as exciting as the fierce fighting in the martial arts arena.

The commander-in-chief doesn't know why these days, whenever he has free time, he likes to find someone to compete with in martial arts. He is also serious in speech and even colder, as if he is a different person.

Today, he felt even more unhappy. As soon as he came, he was challenged by someone. This was already the tenth person.

The commander is so tough that he doesn't even know he's tired.

Wanyan Lie saw it from the moment the palace carriage appeared, but he was just confused, thinking that something had happened in the palace, and felt a little worried.

When they saw Zhao Xueying and Lingyin in disguise entering the camp, everyone was stunned.

She...she actually came to the military camp to look for him?

While he was dazed, the other party hit him hard on the chest.

Everyone exclaimed, the commander-in-chief had always had the upper hand, why was he still getting punched?

However, everyone will not panic because Wan Yanlie was beaten. On the battlefield, swords and guns are blind, and they will not be able to avoid open and hidden arrows just because of their noble status. They fight with real skills.

Moreover, Wanyan Lie hated those who flattered them the most, and he would definitely ask them to show their sincerity. The more they showed their sincerity, and the less they were bound by the concept of status, the happier he would be.

Wanyan Lie adjusted his posture and mentality and threw himself into the competition with his opponent.

As soon as Zhao Xueying entered the camp, she felt a cold and monotonous atmosphere. In addition to various cold weapons, there were Daikin maps on the wall and neatly arranged desks and chairs.

It's really boring.

At this time, a bookshelf caught Zhao Xueying's attention.

She walked over, raised her hand and flipped through the books slowly. They were basically books about leading soldiers in war, or books about weapons, which were boring.

At this moment, a row of books that didn't fit in was placed in a small corner in the middle of the bookshelf.

Those books have brightly colored covers and exquisite packaging.

She picked up a book at random, and it turned out to be "One Hundred Poems of the Liang Kingdom".

Wanyan Lie didn't understand poetry and had no interest in it, so it was strange how he could read such a book.

I flipped through a few more books, and they were all about Liang Guo calligraphy and painting or poetry and songs.

The pages of the book are slightly worn, and it seems that he turned them frequently.

I didn't know he had this hobby.

Lingyin opened the door curtain a crack, peeked and said: "Princess, come and see, the commander is so powerful, come here quickly."

The bell rang a few more times, and Zhao Xueying had no choice but to put the book back in its place, walked over, and looked out through the gap.

Wanyan Lie was eight feet tall, tall and muscular, with cold eyebrows and bright eyes.

Each move was so fast and fierce that the opponent had no ability to fight back and had to retreat step by step until he was convinced and surrendered.

The man bent his arms and saluted: "The commander is superb in martial arts, and I admire him for his humble position!"

Everyone couldn't help but cheer for Wanyanlie.

"Commander! Marshal!"

"Commander! Marshal!"

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The sound is as powerful as a rainbow, and the scene is exciting and exciting.

It can be seen that the soldiers loved and supported Wanyan Lie very much.

At this moment, Wanyan Lie suddenly looked towards them amid the cheers of the soldiers.

Zhao Xueying felt as if she had been caught, and hurriedly closed the curtain, her heart pounding with fear.

The gap was so small, he probably didn't see it.

Not long after, the sounds outside gradually became quieter, the curtain was opened, and a huge and burly figure walked in.

Wanyanlie wiped the sweat from his forehead with a white sweat towel, his face expressionless.

Zhao Xueying could feel that he must have been angry these days, but she didn't know why he was angry.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lingyin looked at Zhao Xueying and said, "Princess, Lingyin went out first."

Wanyan Lie scolded: "Why can't you remember to call me Princess?!!"

His whole body was full of rage, which made Suzune tremble with fright. Her legs went weak and she knelt down on the ground.

"This slave knows that I was wrong."

Zhao Xueying was unhappy.

"Can't you just say it nicely? Why are you so fierce?"

Lingyin admired her princess very much. One of the aspects was her courage. Facing the commander's anger, only the princess dared to speak to him like this.

Wanyan Lie's lips moved, but in the end he did not say any harsh words, but said calmly: "Get out."

After Ling Yin left, there were only two people left in the huge tent.

Wanyanlie threw the white sweat towel he was using to wipe his sweat on a clothes rack not far away, sat on the Taishi chair, and looked at Zhao Xueying indifferently, his eyes were extremely cold, his expression was extremely cold, and he looked businesslike.

"What do you want from me?"

Zhao Xueying originally wanted to explain the situation, but seeing him like this, she didn't want to say anything.

"It's okay, I just passed by here to see the excitement."

Wanyanlie snorted coldly.

"It's lively? You come all this way just to watch the excitement?"

Zhao Xueying glanced at him lightly and walked out the door.

"How about I let you go?"

This was said very abruptly and strangely.

Zhao Xueying was stunned and turned to look at him.

His face was serious, and his eyes were as deep as the abyss. He looked at her momentarily, unable to tell what he was thinking.

"where to?"

"Liang Guo."

There was a flash of surprise in Zhao Xueying's expression, and he caught it, and her heart was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart. Her heart was really not here, even if he took out his heart and lungs, even if he gave without complaint...

"good."

After Zhao Xueying finished speaking, she turned and left.

But before she even took a step, she was roughly pulled back and pushed her against the wall with his strong body.

The two people's bodies were pressed tightly against each other, without any gap.

Wan Yanlie grabbed her two big wrists and pressed them against the wall roughly.

"Want to leave?! Don't even think about it!!"

"You...uh...uh...uh..."
Chapter completed!