don't fight the general

But obviously, no one cares about what Yinping is thinking right now, and even—after Yan Jing and Cui Wei greeted each other, she turned around and saw Yinping following behind and expressed surprise: "Why are you here? go down."

Yinping: "...Yes, Your Highness."

Yan Jing was like this, which made Yinping even more curious about the young master, and couldn't help but take another look, only to find that the other party's thoughts were not on other things at all, but staring at his highness intently, his eyes were clear and bright.

Yin Ping felt that something was wrong, but he knew that no matter what was wrong, he could not question him, so he bowed to the two of them and then retreated respectfully, and also thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

After the only outsider left, Cui Wei felt much more at ease. He glanced back at the closed door, turned his eyes back to meet Yan Jing's eyes, and touched his nose unconsciously: "I came to the mansion without saying hello in advance. Somewhat impolite."

Yan Jing raised her lips slightly: "The general has been in the army for a long time, and I don't care about trivial matters. I have long been used to it."

Cui Wei was taken aback, and then showed lines of laughter: "Actually, it's not that informal."

Yan Jing looked at the smile on his face, and laughed too, and after a while, said softly, "Cui Wei."

"Ok?"

"You came here suddenly today, what's the matter?" Yan Jing looked at him, with anticipation in his eyes that he didn't realize.

"Ah, I almost forgot!" Cui Wei raised his hand and patted his forehead, "Brother Jing, I'll show you something."

"what?"

Before Yan Jing could react, Cui Wei grabbed his wrist and pulled out the door involuntarily.

The young man's strength remained the same as before, Yan Jing's wrist was clasped with a dull pain, and his whole body was staggered a little by the windy young man under his feet, but Yan Jing let Cui Wei pull him. Want to show yourself something.

Cui Wei's subordinates left the horses and walked away, only the concierge of the palace was left worrying about the two horses. He could see that the horses were indeed good horses, but without the order of his prince, no one dared to take it seriously. Just lead him into the mansion.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go inside to report again, he saw the young man who had just been invited in come out quickly, holding a person in his hand—however he looked like his own prince.

While the gatekeeper was stunned, the two had already arrived in front of the horses, Cui Wei finally let go, stretched out his hand to smooth the mane of one of them, then turned his head and looked at Yan Jing with high spirits: "Brother Jing, look! "

Yan Jing glanced at her left wrist calmly, then hid her whole hand in the wide sleeve, her eyes turned away from Cui Wei, and finally fell on the two horses.

Those are indeed two rare and good horses, tall and straight, with thin heads, tall necks, slender limbs, black satin-like manes all over the body, without a trace of variegation, even Yan Jing can see their harmony at a glance different.

Yan Jing took two steps forward, reached out and gently touched the horse's back, then turned to Cui Wei: "It is indeed a good horse, is it your new war horse?"

Cui Wei nodded, then shook his head: "It's a new one, but it's for you."

The young man looked at Yan Jing, his eyes filled with anticipation and there was a bit of uneasiness hidden, for fear that Yan Jing would show a little displeasure, and even more afraid that he would refuse.

Yan Jing looked into the boy's eyes, then turned his head to look at the two horses: "It seems a pity to give them to me." He lowered his eyes slightly to hide the emotions in his eyes, "But even if it's a pity, I Still accepted it without hesitation."

The apprehension in Cui Wei's eyes disappeared without a trace, leaving only deep anticipation: "Then do you like it?"

"I like it." Yan Jing raised his hand and touched his heart, he knew that something was emerging from there little by little, just like the smile of the young man in front of him, gorgeous and precious, "I can't like it more. " Yan Jing heard herself say, "I have never been so happy in my life."

A smile spread from the eyes that were always indifferent and distant, with a gentleness that Cui Wei had never seen before.Cui Wei felt his heart beat faster suddenly, he couldn't help raising his hand to touch it lightly, and then met Yan Jing's rare smiling eyes, suddenly felt that his salary for half a year was really worth it.

Yan Jing looked back at the two horses behind him, and said, "You gave such an expensive gift, but I have nothing to return. If you have enough time, how about staying at the mansion for a meal?"

Cui Wei really had nothing to do in the army today, and he didn't want to reject Yan Jing's invitation, so he nodded: "Okay."

"Then what do you like to eat? I told them to do it."

Cui Wei said without hesitation: "The lion head of Chunfeng Building."

Yan Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, I'll eat the lion's head from Chunfeng Building." He turned his head and greeted the gatekeeper not far away, "Let these two horses into the mansion, let people eat them." Please take care of me."

"Yes." The concierge responded, glanced at Cui Wei quietly, and asked in a low voice, "Then, are you going out, Your Highness?"

"Yeah." Yan Jing nodded, "Tell Yinping not to worry about my lunch."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and raised her lips towards Cui Wei: "Let's go, go to Chunfenglou to eat your favorite lion's head."

Cui Wei took two quick steps to come to him, and walked towards the street side by side with him, with the corners of his lips raised and a bright smile: "Okay!"

Chunfenglou is quite famous in Yunzhou City. Yan Jing heard about it when he first came, and he also wanted to taste it, but he is a prince after all, and he has eaten countless delicacies since he was a child. How amazing the restaurants in the town will be.

But today was different, Yan Jing actually had some anticipation in his heart, maybe because the smile on the face of the young man around him infected him, he always wanted to know what kind of delicacy made Cui Wei so happy.

The two entered Chunfeng Building and sat down by the window on the second floor. Cui Wei ordered a few dishes familiarly, and then reached for the teacup on the table. Yan Jing glanced at his face: "So happy? Is the lion's head at home really that delicious?"

"Yeah!" Cui Wei frowned, nodded towards Yan Jing, and passed the poured tea by the way, "Every time I go to the city, as long as I have enough time, I will come over to have a meal."

Yan Jing nodded with a smile, and took the teacup from his hand: "Then I will have a good taste later."

The smile on Cui Wei's face froze suddenly, Yan Jing followed his line of sight, and found that he forgot to pay attention just now, took the tea cup with both hands, and exposed the finger marks on his left wrist that hadn't completely faded away.

Yan Jing caught a glimpse of Cui Wei's expression, and simply rolled up the sleeves of his robe, exposing his entire arm, and pressed on it, explaining: "It just looks scary, and it will fade away in a while."

On the white and thin arm, two finger marks were very obvious. Cui Wei bit his lower lip and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

"Cui Wei, it really just looks a little obvious." Yan Jing put down the sleeves of his robe, and looked up at the young man in front of him, "You have been training in the army for so many years, and you don't know how many large and small scars you have on your body. Why bother with such trivial matters?"

"But that's different." Cui Wei said immediately.

"There is nothing different." Yan Jing said seriously, "Even if you are a general, getting injured is not a matter of course. Similarly, even if I am a vase, an idiot, or a waste, there is no need to make a fuss over such trivial things."

"You are not a vase, an idiot, or some kind of waste." Cui Wei said firmly, "I didn't underestimate you just now, I just..." I just don't want Yan Jing to suffer the slightest damage, I just hope that he can see Yan Jing like that just now with a smile.

Yan Jing looked into Cui Wei's eyes for a long time, reached out and patted his hand on the table, and then smiled a little: "I understand, so it really doesn't matter."

"Ah."

The two changed the subject tacitly, and chatted for a few words. The little second-hand man brought the food over quickly. Cui Wei sniffed lightly, and the smile appeared on his lips again. He couldn't help but hooked his lips.

This Chunfeng Building is indeed a famous restaurant in Yunzhou City. When the two first arrived, the second floor was still empty. After a while, many people came upstairs again. There are no empty tables.The diners chatted all over the world while eating, and the voices of their voices came into their ears from time to time, which was quite interesting.

Cui Wei ate more seriously than Yan Jing. After the lion head was placed on the table, all his attention fell on it, and he stopped talking to Yan Jing, and ate with all his attention, as if nothing happened around him. Not associated with him.

Yan Jing ate casually, and after listening to the chatter around her, she couldn't help turning her eyes back to Cui Wei, only to find that Cui Wei suddenly turned her head to the side, and glanced at a table not far away.

Yan Jing couldn't help but follow along and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with those two?"

Cui Wei glanced at Yan Jing, and couldn't help but glance at the two of them again, with a puzzled look on his face, he asked softly, "Why do the two of them talk about you and me?"

The two were still a few tables away from Yan Jing and the others, and with the noise upstairs, Yan Jing hadn't heard their voices much, but Cui Wei's hearing was amazing, and he heard his name from their fragmented voices , and then heard Yan Jing's name.

Yan Jing was also quite curious, and couldn't help asking: "Then what did they say about us?"

Cui Wei listened attentively, and repeated word by word: "King Narui and Marquis Xuanping don't know what kind of quarrel they have. The relationship is very bad. I heard that whenever these two people meet, they will immediately draw their swords. I also heard Tell me, if you mention Xuan Pinghou's name in Prince Rui's Mansion, you will be beaten thirty times and kicked out of the mansion."

After repeating, the boy's expression was blank, surprised and unbelievable. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother Jing, we..."

Yan Jing didn't expect that the painstakingly arranged rumors would reach the ears of the person concerned before they even reached the capital. He tightly pulled his cuff with his right hand, but there was still a little smile on his face: "Folk rumors It has always been like this, chasing rumors and shadows, nothing can be taken seriously, so don't take it to heart."

Cui Wei shook his head lightly, with a smile on his lips: "These rumors are indeed very interesting. I have heard people say that I am a heavenly soldier and general who descended to earth. I have six arms and three heads, so I am able to survive a hundred battles."

Yan Jing looked at him quietly, and smiled slightly: "This may be true."