After traveling to ancient times, I relied on my husband to win

Listening to Cheng Ziang's description, Li Qingyang's eyes slowly saw a snow-covered border. Countless soldiers were crawling in the snow for their mission, their bodies frozen stiff.

But for the sake of their country and to return home in glory, they passed the wine in the water bag to each other, just to have a glimmer of hope, to keep one more person alive.

This was the first time that Li Qingyang truly heard about the cruelty of the battlefield. She was born and raised in the imperial palace. She was the only princess in the palace and was pampered. Her greatest hardship was the rigid palace rules.

Li Qingyang just stared at the depressed Cheng Ziang. She always felt that he was very sad. It also made her feel that this man was also a general and a soldier who had defended his country.

Something seemed to be sprouting in her heart. She just subconsciously didn't want him to be like this. She felt that Cheng Ziang should be the silly guy who always quarreled with her.

Before Li Qingyang could say anything to comfort him, Cheng Ziang had already taken two more gulps of wine and returned to his silly look again.

"Oh, why am I telling you this? Don't scare your delicate little princess."

Li Qingyang was so shocked by his sudden change that he still had the sympathy on his face as he wanted to comfort him just now. However, he was teased by him before he could even say anything.

Although the spoiled little princess didn't understand this change, her spoiled personality made her directly refute his words, "How is it possible? I am Princess Qingyang of Dongwu. I will not be scared. You are talking nonsense."

Seeing the little princess's puffy cheeks, Cheng Ziang suppressed his smile and quickly admitted his fault, "Yes, yes, it is my fault for underestimating Her Highness. Then I will tell you about our life in the military camp."

Li Qingyang wanted to be angry at first, but she still wanted to listen to the story. Her little mouth was still puffy, but her eyeballs were rolling in her sockets, indicating that she wanted to listen.

Cheng Ziang also started talking. He must have really liked the life in the military camp. He even took a few sips of the wine in his hand while talking. His voice was very excited.

"We were all brothers in the barracks. We trained together, ate together, and went to the battlefield together. We had our backs to each other. Every time we went to the battlefield, I made a bet with those brothers to see who could kill more enemies. The loser would buy everyone a drink. Later, I won. I won a lot of wine, but my father found out every time and swindled it away from me, saying that military regulations prohibit drinking. Humph, I always knew that he would take it back and drink it himself, and never leave any for me. There was another time when he..."

"..."

Li Qingyang just listened quietly to Cheng Ziang talking about everything she had seen. Her eyes always stayed on Cheng Ziang's face which looked energetic as he talked. She also wondered if she would have the chance to see that vast world.

But she soon fell depressed. She was a princess. Since she had to bear the wealth and glory of a princess, she also had to bear its shackles. If this was an alliance between two countries, she could not betray her country for her own selfish reasons.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he tilted his head back and took a few gulps of Lihuabai. There seemed to be mist in front of his eyes.

Cheng Ziang might have drunk too much, and his originally slow brain became sharp. He noticed the emotions of the little princess next to him, stopped talking about past experiences, and watched her drinking to drown her sorrows.

He reached out and took the wine from her hand, "Don't drink anymore, you're going to get drunk. Don't think about it. If you don't want to go, then don't go. The stability of the country is not achieved by one person marrying a princess, it is achieved by fighting on the battlefield. Don't be afraid. If they insist on you going, then I will lead the troops to fight them and will definitely not let you be bullied."

Li Qingyang stared at Cheng Ziang steadily. Maybe it was because the night was just right, maybe it was because the fog obscured his eyes, or maybe it was because he was drunk.

She only knew that she was calm at this moment, but her heart was in turmoil.

She moved closer unconsciously, perhaps wanting to leave something behind before leaving, or perhaps wanting to follow her heart and indulge herself once.

The other people in the music hall were having fun and some were dancing along with the musicians, but the two people in the corner were just staring at each other quietly, with no one paying any attention.

Cheng Ziang drank a little too much and felt that he was drunk, otherwise why did he see the little princess approaching him with her lips covered softly.

They separated after a brief touch. Cheng Ziang didn't know if it was an illusion, but his drunken brain became a little more sober.

Li Qingyang kissed her lightly and left, smiling brightly. He was a little drunk and stood up shakily.

Cheng Ziang was much more sober now and quickly stood up and supported her.

"you......"

Before he could ask, Cheng Ziang saw Li Qingyang's rosy face, a silly smile on her face, and her body leaning unsteadily on his shoulder.

She is drunk, so did she just... kiss me...?

When Cheng Ziang stood up and supported Li Qingyang, Li Chengze in another corner also saw that his sister seemed drunk and walked over.

"What's wrong? How much did you drink? You're not afraid of being scolded by the emperor. How is it? Do you still recognize your brother?"

Li Chengze stretched out one hand to support her and waved the other hand in front of her eyes.

"hey-hey..."

Li Qingyang smiled with his eyes narrowed, like a confused kitten, making people want to pet him.

Cheng Ziang's fingers were slightly bent, trying to suppress the thought because he was afraid that his brothers would beat him up.

Li Chengze had no choice. If something really happened to his sister, he wouldn't have to go back. Not to mention his father, the emperor, and his mother, even his grandfather would chase him and beat him.

"Alas, I really owe you, little ancestor!"

Li Chengze put his arm around Li Qingyang's shoulders and leaned her head against him.

"Let's go, Ziang. I'll take Qingyang back to the carriage first. Go call Runyan over and tell him that we should go back. Father will blame us if we go back too late. Tell Qin Yan that Qingyang is drunk. We'll go back first. Don't stay too long."

"Okay, then be careful. Do you want me to help you?"

"No need, Qingyang is not heavy, I can still support him. Go call Runyan first."

"Ok!"

Cheng Ziang just stood there and watched Li Qingyang being half-supported out the door before he retracted his gaze and turned to walk inside.

He walked over to Li Runyan, who was betting on drinking with Lin Yecheng, and pulled him up.

"Chengze asked you to go back quickly. Princess Qingyang is drunk. Chengze took her back and asked you to go quickly."

Li Runyan was still holding the cup in his hand, and he was so confused that he pulled it up. The others were also confused, and the originally lively atmosphere became quiet as they looked at Cheng Ziang.

Li Runyan reacted, finished the wine in his hand, said goodbye to everyone present, and left.

"Then I'll leave first. We'll meet again next time. Bye." After saying that, he ran away.

Lin Yecheng stood up, "Hey, don't leave, you still lost a gold to me. Hey! Come back!"

As a result, the person ran even faster after he finished speaking.

It disappeared in a moment.