I was taken by the boss of the enemy camp [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Xie looked at the three ugly "tip bags" on the table, and then raised her head to look at the eighth prince Jing Xi with a swaying face, she still couldn't believe what he said just now.

"So, you really got on the line with the national teacher with these few tips?"

"That's right." Jing Xi held her reddish face, her eyes were shining brightly, and the upward curve of her mouth could not be suppressed, "According to the information on the brochure, I only met Master Guoshi three times, and he was right there with me. When reprimanded by the third brother, he went to the court to fight all the officials and children..."

"How to fight?" Qiao Xie's mind flashed the pale and almost transparent face of the national teacher Chu Fengming, and his eyes couldn't help being complicated.

With that weak body, he can't even lift a sword, right?

Jing Xi knew what he was thinking at a glance, and immediately frowned, patting the table with grief:

"Reckless man! What kind of skill do you only know about using force? Can you use your brain! Can a person as amazing and talented as Master Guoshi roll up his sleeves to fight with others like you? Of course he uses his mouth ...No, use your mouth!"

After all, Jing Xi's face turned red as she thought of something.

Qiao Xie's eyes changed instantly, she looked at her friend and nodded meaningfully:

"Oh……"

Jing Xi wanted to cover up and continued:

"Yes, yes, not long after you went to see off your relatives, my father sent me to transport grain to the southwest, and the Master of the National Teacher took the initiative to ask for an order to accompany me..."

The corners of Qiao Xie's mouth turned up: "Did you spend a lot of time alone with him along the way?"

Jing Xi blushed: "Hey."

"..." Qiao Xie put on a disgusted expression, "Can you restrain your complacency?"

Jing Xi cupped her hands: "Brother, it's all thanks to the expert beside you."

If it wasn't for the support of the belief of a master who predicts things like a god, he would not dare to talk to the Master of the National Teacher even if he was killed. Naturally, the two would not have an intersection later.

Hearing this, Qiao Xie frowned, picked up one of the kits, took out a note from it, unfolded it, and read out slowly:

"June 23, Youshi, Heyi Tower, Lanzi Yajian..."

He looked up at Jing Xi, who nodded slightly at him, so Qiao Xie picked up the second kit and took out a note:

"June [-]th, Xu time, by the moat..."

"On the second day of July, Haishi, the gate of Gushan Temple..."

Jing Xi nodded frequently, and when Qiao Xie finished reading the last word, he leaned forward impatiently and asked:

"how do you feel?"

"Hmm..." Qiao Xie looked at Jing Xi, "Did you really meet Master Guoshi in these places?"

Jing Xi nodded immediately.

After pondering, Commander Qiao looked uprightly at his friend and asked:

"It's so late, lonely and widowed, what are you doing?"

"Is this the point?" Jing Xi snatched the note, stretched out her hand, and almost hit the note on the face of Commander Qiao, who was shining with gossip. He had an incredulous expression, "You all left Beijing, you The kit my cook gave me has recorded the detailed whereabouts of the National Teacher, but you only care about what I did after I met the National Teacher?!"

"So? What the hell did you do?"

"... didn't do anything." Jing Xi muttered with a blushing face.

"Oh hoo."

Qiao Xie smiled ambiguously. Seeing that Jing Xi's blushing face was about to turn violent, he coughed and changed the subject first:

"What the hell is going on here?"

Jing Xi's face softened, and she shook her head lightly:

"I don't know, but there are only two possibilities—either, he is really a master and has the ability to predict the future, or it means that he has planted an eyeliner in Beijing and is hiding it very deeply."

The national teacher Chu Fengming was happy and angry, and his whereabouts were erratic. Even Qiao Xie, the commander of the imperial army, did not dare to boast that he could accurately predict where he would appear.Now his whereabouts are included in Guan Xiaoxian's three kits, which makes Jingxi and Qiaoxie have to pay attention.

Jing Xi slapped her head: "By the way, haven't you been traveling together for the past two months? Did you find anything?"

Thinking of what happened in the past two months, an indistinct smile appeared on the corner of Qiaoxie's mouth, and then he shook his head: "No."

Jing Xi took the change in his expression into his eyes, blinked, and suddenly felt that he had discovered something, so he asked cautiously:

"Is there nothing unusual about him?"

"No."

Jing Xi hesitated, but reminded:

"Maybe he is pretending, maybe he is someone sent by the emperor?"

Qiao Xie replied without thinking: "No, he is very stupid."

Now Jing Xi finally confirmed that Qiao Xie's protection of Guan Xiaoxian was not his own illusion, he hooked the corners of his lips meaningfully:

"I haven't seen you for two months, and your relationship has become so good?"

Qiao Xie heard the deep meaning in his words, and immediately raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Where is our relationship?"

"Boom!

The window was slapped loudly, before the two of them could react, a window panel was pushed open, Guan Xiaoxian stood outside the window and glanced into the study, then said loudly to Qiao Xie:

"lunch?"

Qiao Xie looked at Jing Xi on the opposite side of the table, then turned to look at Guan Xiaoxian, and found that he hadn't forgotten Jing Xi's direction, obviously because of the angle, he didn't see another person in the study.

Commander Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, and did not specifically explain, but said directly:

"Boiled shrimp, crystal elbow, braised pork ribs in sauce."

Guan Xiaoxian earnestly broke off three fingers, turned and left.

It wasn't until his figure moved out of the half-opened window that Qiao Xie touched his nose under Jing Xi's clear gaze.

Jing Xi opened her mouth: "You cook..."

"Well, we're just a little familiar, and we haven't exchanged feelings in private."

"..."

Is this self-inflicted?

Jing Xi held back her smile and said again: "I just want to say, your cooking skills are progressing fast enough, the last time I ate with you, he only knew how to cook a few dishes."

Josie smiled without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk anymore, Jing Xi had to change the subject:

"Didn't Master Guoshi and I deliver disaster relief food to Yunnan a month ago? We were attacked by a group of people on the way. Guess who made the disturbance?"

Another month ago?

Qiao Xie's eyelids twitched, and he immediately uttered two words:

"Yu Chao?

Jing Xi was startled: "How do you know that!"

"A month ago, on the day we arrived in Pingyao City, the Beirong people surrounded Pingyao City." Qiao Xie sneered, "Later, I planned to ambush a group of night raiders, and among them was a Han man who claimed to be Yu Chaolong. General Wei's deputy."

"There are three lieutenants among the assassins I captured."

The two looked at each other, and Jing Xi couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"These remnants of the previous dynasty are not fools."

Qiao Xie frowned: "Their actions have been too frequent recently, and there must be demons in everything."

"That's right. It's just that I didn't have time to stop them. When I discovered the identities of those assassins, they were all chopped into pieces by the guards. Did you leave anyone alive?"

"Keep it in the dungeon, and you can interrogate it later at night."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Xie saw Guan Xiaoxian walking out of the kitchen with a big tray through the window, he turned his head to look at Jing Xi and said with a smile:

"It's already this time, do you want to stay for something to eat?"

Jing Xi agreed without thinking much, and then the two got up and walked out of the study, towards the dining room.

Guan Xiaoxian put the dishes on the table one by one, and when he looked up, he happened to see Qiao Xie stepping over the threshold of the dining room. At first, there was no disturbance in his heart, but who would have thought that Qiao Xie would flash in the next second, and Jing Xi's smiling face reflected the afternoon tea. The bright sun followed.

Guan Xiaoxian took a deep breath and widened his eyes.

Why is the Eighth Prince here?Didn't that fellow Qiao Xie say that he was in the southwest... Fuck, he was lied to again!

Guan Xiaoxian gritted his teeth at Qiao Xie for a second, turned his head and changed a smiling face for a moment, and was about to meet him, when he suddenly remembered something, he froze all over, stared down at the dining table, tongue-tied.

Qiao Xie and Jing Xi also came to the table at this time, glanced at the dining table, and saw that there were only three dishes on the big round table, which were——

Flammulina velutipes soup, fried pork ribs and fried egg pancakes.

Poor baba.

Jing Xi: "...I'm busy with business, so I'll take my leave."

"Eighth, eighth prince?!"

The eighth prince, Jing Xi, walked away quickly, before Guan Xiaoxian could utter a word to persuade him to stay, the figure of the former had already faded out of sight of the two of them.

Although Xiaoxian was still looking forward to Jingxi's change of heart and going back again, Qiaoxie had already sat down at the dining table and picked up the chopsticks, as if she had expected such an ending long ago.

After eating a few ribs, Qiaoxie caught a glimpse of Guan Xiaoxian still standing aside, and he remembered what Guan Dahai said about the broken sleeve, so he involuntarily called out:

"cook."

"Ok?"

"……nothing."

Under Guan Xiaoxian's puzzled eyes, Qiao Xie looked down at the golden omelette, a gloomy light flashed in his eyes.

-

In the afternoon, Guan Xiaoxian walked slowly towards the imperial dining room, passed by a garden, and accidentally glanced at it, but saw Jing Xi standing next to the rockery with a smile on her face.

The Eighth Prince!

Guan Xiaoxian is worried that he will not have the opportunity to develop a relationship with the hero, how could he miss it so easily when he finally sees him!He hurriedly walked towards Jing Xi, and greeted him with great enthusiasm:

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Jing Xi, who heard the movement, turned her head immediately, and was obviously stunned when she saw Guan Xiaoxian:

"Take charge of the chef?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Guan Xiaoxian had already rushed to him, just about to continue the conversation, suddenly he saw another figure standing behind the rockery out of the corner of his eye, Guan Xiaoxian turned his head to look, and was immediately stunned.

I saw the tall man standing opposite Jingxi, with a very delicate and outstanding appearance, but his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in white clothes. In such a midsummer, he was like an out-of-season snow lotus, flirtatious. There was a chill in the phoenix eyes, which made people subconsciously want to stay away.

Guan Xiaoxian blinked, and suddenly realized the identity of this person.

At this moment, Jing Xi introduced Guan Qingxian to the sick beauty with a smile, and then said to Guan Qingxian:

"This is my master, the national teacher."

As expected, it turned out to be Chu Fengming, the national teacher!

In the book "The Power of the World", Chu Fengming, the national teacher, is completely set up as a military teacher - he is very wise and close to a monster, and he is as good as a god, but he is sick and indifferent by nature, so he doesn't like others to get close to him.

Guan Xiaoxian once felt that the setting of Chu Fengming was very interesting, but now it seems...

Sweeping Chu Fengming from head to toe with his eyes, Guan Qingxian felt deeply worried.

I feel that the Eighth Prince's way of winning the heir apparent is not very stable.

After all, the military division of our own side has a look of kidney deficiency!

The author has something to say:

Eighth Prince: Kiss, some people say you have kidney deficiency! ! !

The seemingly weak national teacher: ...

Master Guoshi: I can’t help it, I have to prove my innocence eight times in one night.

The author makes an angry voice: I want to drive a car~

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Thank you little angel!