The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

I don’t know if it was because he was really hungry or because of the atmosphere, but Minglang really felt that when everyone was together, even the grilled meat was the most fragrant.

"Your Highness, this piece of yellow beef is ready. Come and try it."

Yan Yunting is always on the top ten list in the competition, and it is basically her turn to be roasted every few months.

When it comes to barbecue skills, she is considered the best among this group of people.

Hearing someone calling him, Minglang turned around, locked his position, and trotted over.

Yan Yunting cut off a small piece of roasted beef, put it on a small plate and handed it to His Highness.

"Your Highness, please try it. The meat is delicious. I only added a little salt. If you think it's not tasty enough, there's also chili powder and garlic sauce on the side."

Yan Yunting looked at His Highness expectantly, hoping to get satisfactory feedback from His Highness.

Minglang did not disappoint her. The beef was indeed fragrant and sizzling with oil when she took a bite. It was just a little too hot.

The meat was so hot in his mouth that Minglang was gasping for breath while eating. By the time Yan Yunting realized it and wanted to ask His Highness to spit out the meat, it was too late.

Minglang chewed the meat quickly and swallowed it. His mouth and throat were a little sore from the burn. He couldn't speak and just kept giving Yan Yunting a thumbs up.

Han Qi frowned and handed over the cold tea. He drank a few more sips, and after taking a break, he patted Yan Yunting's shoulder clearly.

“It tastes great, even without any seasoning.”

Yan Yunting looked at the prince's scalded red lips, feeling distressed and at a loss. If he had known earlier, he would have tasted it himself first, and the prince would not have suffered this unexpected disaster.

"It's my fault. Your Highness got burned."

Minglang quickly waved his hand to deny her words: "Barbecue should be eaten hot. If it's warm, it won't feel that way."

I can't really describe the exact feeling, but listening to the soldiers around me eating and blowing air at the same time, it feels very real.

Compared to the lively atmosphere of the hunting grounds with people clinking glasses and toasting each other, she prefers this place because the smiles on everyone's faces are real and come from the heart.

There is no such calculation. The only trick is to wrap garlic in the meat to trick friends who don't eat garlic into eating it.

In the following time, Minglang frequently shuttled in front of each shelf. Everyone habitually left the best meat for her. After eating for a short time, she felt full.

No matter who called her again, she could only wave her hands to refuse, hoping that she could digest the food quickly. In such a lively environment, she wanted to eat more.

Tonight the sky is cloudless and stars dot the night sky. Looking up, you will see a beautiful scene, and looking down, you will find yourself surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the world. For the first time, Minglang feels that the meaning of life is sometimes hidden in these moments.

She didn’t know when she would have the chance to experience such a lively atmosphere again, but Minglang felt that she would remember this joyful scene for the rest of her life.

After eating completely and unable to eat any more, Minglang found a soft cushion to lie down on, watching the joyful scene of the soldiers. She didn't know how much time had passed, and she was reluctant to sleep.

"Your Highness, are you tired?"

Thinking that he would have to pack up and get ready to leave at dawn, Han Qi's eyes never left Prince Bao all night.

It's really uncomfortable to feel like seeing one more or one less thing.

Minglang reached out and took the candied haws he handed to him. He hadn't eaten it for a long time and didn't expect that someone in the military camp could make it.

"I'm not tired, I can still play all night long."

I took a bite of the candied haws, and the sour and sweet taste burst in my mouth. It was dark and bright before I could see clearly, but I didn’t expect that the fruit inside was not hawthorn.

“It’s actually grapes!”

"Your Majesty sent a lot of fruit today, and they thought of some novel ways to eat it. Your Highness doesn't like the other candied fruits over there. I'll go get some for Your Highness."

Han Qi turned around to leave, but Minglang grabbed his clothes.

"Don't bother. Too much sugar is not good. This is already delicious."

Since she was a child, the queen mother has strictly controlled her from eating too much candy. Even such candied haws, she can only eat them a few times a year, and even less than the puppy.

Now that she has grown up, she doesn’t like candy as much as before. She only eats one occasionally, and it tastes pretty good.

"General Han, aren't you going to join us in the fun?"

Minglang had been through the fun several times and only sat down because she was really tired. Han Qi seemed to have been standing not far from her. He didn't seem to eat much and didn't chat with everyone.

He was so aloof that the arrangements on the field today didn't seem like something he could arrange.

"This kind of excitement happens every month, but Your Highness doesn't come every month. Of course, I must fulfill my duties as a host and keep Your Highness company."

Minglang really wanted to say no, she had a great time here and everyone was very friendly to her. Although they all more or less respected the imperial power behind her, they were much better than the group of people in the court.

Looking into Han Qi's sparkling eyes, Minglang suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to say this, as if he was betraying the other person's sincerity.

She swallowed her words silently and gave Han Qi a sincere smile.

"Thank you, General Han."

Minglang sat on a mat, enjoying the scenery, watching the fun and eating candied haws, while Han Qi sat next to her and watched her.

It was a bit uncomfortable to see it clearly.

"General Han, is there something on my face?"

Han Qi was stunned for a moment and nodded as if possessed by some unknown factor.

"Don't move, Your Highness. I will help you get it."

Upon hearing this, Minglang sat down obediently and waited for Han Qi to take the dirt off her face.

She felt Han Qi's hand pinching her cheek. When he took his hand away, Minglang turned her head to look, but the thing was thrown away by Han Qi and no one knew where it fell.

"It's just a small bug. The military camp is built outside Beijing, so bugs like this are very common."

Minglang thought about it and it made sense, so he stopped worrying about it and finished the candied haws in his hand in two bites.

That night, the entire military camp was filled with laughter and joy, and the soldiers were singing folk songs to each other non-stop. After listening to them so many times, Minglang could even hum a few lines along.

But the happy and lively atmosphere always comes to an end. The barbecue on the rack has been divided up, and even the rack has been washed and hung up to dry.

Minglang knew it was time for her to say goodbye. After saying goodbye to the soldiers she had fought with and those she had not, Han Qi sent her out of the military camp.

Minglang saw Master Fei waiting outside the military camp from afar.

Han Qi originally wanted to send the person to the palace gate, but after seeing Master Xia Fei's face in the dark night, he gave up the idea.

"I will escort Your Highness here. May Your Highness have a safe journey."

When Han Qi said goodbye, his eyes fell on the prince's injured arm. Although the prince did not say it, it could be felt that the wound on his arm affected his life.

Today, when I went to take the teacup he handed to me, I felt difficulty lifting my hand.

"Your Highness, remember to change the dressing on your wound promptly. You should not eat spicy food recently."