Pampered Into Being The Empress

The spring seasons are all in the good season of Huifeng and Chang. The peaches and plums are fragrant, and the weeping willow vines are covered with fresh green, without the chill of early spring.

Under the promenades on both sides of the Royal Street, merchants gathered, a prosperous scene.

The emperor is about to conquer himself, and the people of Bianjing are all looking forward to his victory.

Luan Qi Pixuan, the repainted three-wheeled wheel car parked in front of the city gate, this wheeled car was driven by the emperor, driven by two horses, the wheel height is nine feet, and the height is nearly 20 feet. The girdle ornaments are carved into vivid and interesting antelope and exotic animals. The pillars and yokes are inlaid with agate and turquoise, and you can feel the magnificence of this girdle cart from a distance.

Rong Xi’s current status is the Little Yellow Gate serving the emperor. The number of horses is limited. The Little Yellow Gate cannot fight horses with the army. According to the system, he should stand on the side of the chariot and walk with the marching team like the cavalry.

She was mentally prepared in advance, prepared meat jerky and water bladder in advance, and wore comfortable boots.

Rong Xi thought, since he wanted to go out with Mu Huai, he would definitely not be squeamish.

She had suffered a lot before, and traveling thousands of miles was not a difficult task for her.

The whole team of the Qi army was divided into three. The first team had to set up camp first, and marched faster, most of which were mainly cavalry, and Wang Huai was responsible for these soldiers.

The ensuing team were mostly elite soldiers, escorting Mu Huai, who was an emperor, with a slower speed, and Yin Cheng was in charge.

The last army is responsible for escorting grain and grass.

The military flag is slightly rolled, and the sound of the battle horns is sharp and a little sad and desolate.

Mu Huai and Yin Cheng personally checked the advance army, and then they returned to the chariot side by side.

Rong Xi respectfully offered a military salute when he saw the two of them walking in her direction.

Yin Cheng smiled on her lips and glanced at Rong Xi.

I couldn't blame Mu Huai for not driving the horse first, but to do the chariot, it turned out that this was brought here.

However, if the ancient and modern emperors want to go on an expedition, many will bring their concubines, Mu Huai can go directly with his little queen, why bother to make her disguise as a man?

Seeing Mu Huai's expression faint, Yin Cheng was also very interesting. He knew that Mu Huai didn't want others to know Rong Xi's identity, so he did not greet Rong Xi.

Rong Xizong was dressed as a small yellow door, and also a clever look. Seeing Mu Huai walking towards him, he immediately found the low stool and placed it on the ground.

After Mu Huai stepped on the low stool and got into the cart, Rong Xifu put him back on the cart and stood on the side of the cart again.

-"Come up."

The man's voice is still deep and mellow, making people unable to discern any emotions.

At this time, Rong Xi deliberately asked with a thick throat: "What is your command?"

At this time, Mu Huai had lifted the curtains of the car and looked at Rong Xi angrily and amused. He deliberately kept his face cold, and ordered: "I will let you come up and wait for me close by."

Rong Xi respectfully responded immediately, but her legs were too short, and she struggled for a long time without succeeding in getting into the carriage of the car.

When she was about to find the low stool again, Mu Huai looked around and saw that no other soldiers dared to look at the cart, so he took the woman's two small arms and dragged her in.

Mu Huai didn't wear a battle armor, but a martial arts suit that looked like a new life. She had a scorpion made for him by her own hands around her waist, and a red cloak was awarded behind her.

Looking at the handsome and handsome, there is a kind of emperor's prestige in the wild.

His eyebrows are still cold, giving a sharp and perverting attitude.

After Rong Xi sat down, he saw that there were various fruits on the small sandalwood table in the car, and Mu Huai even sent someone to buy her Cao's mother-in-law patties in advance.

The seat is covered with soft fur, and there is a thick stack of notebooks on the other side.

Rong Xi was surprised in his eyes and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty...this...this..."

Mu Huai replied in a gentle voice: "I'll relieve your boredom."

After that, the car was already moving forward, and Mu Huai touched the top of her hair at this time, and said, "You can rest on my legs."

Rong Xi still deliberately thickened his throat and refused: "The concubines are here to serve your majesty...not to cause trouble to your majesty."

Mu Huai was too spoiled with her.

"Your Majesty will be a concubine. It's the Little Yellow Clan. If you have anything to order, please."

The movement of her thick voice was particularly strange, and Mu Huai frowned, and said: "You don't have to lower your voice to speak. The little yellow gate is originally an eunuch, and there are many people who speak sharply."

Rong Xi nodded, his eyebrows drooped, and he looked obediently, and replied in a serious tone: "The slave knows."

When the words fell, Mu Huai grabbed her slender arm unhappily, making her a little closer to him: "Come and sit down, don't be so far away from me."

Seeing that Rong Xi was hesitant to speak, Mu Huai replied: "You and me are the only ones here, don't be stuck."

Mu Huai put the stack of scripts on the woman's lap, and then kissed her on the forehead.

Rong Xi didn't dare to act rashly anymore, thinking that he was the emperor and she was Xiaohuangmen, so he had to act according to his wishes and could not violate it.

Fortunately, Mu Huai had a sense of measure outside and would not let her reveal her identity.

The car line is on the official road, and there is no bumps.

When Rong Xi was pregnant with Muchen last year, he told Mu Huai that when he was working outside his home, he liked reading scripts with the maids the most to relieve boredom.

He remembered it in his heart, but he didn't expect this to be an expedition, so he sent someone to prepare some for her.

Rong Xi didn't want to read these scripts, but he was afraid of sweeping Mu Huai's happiness, so he flipped through the scripts with a sense of excitement, and was also refreshed, waiting for Mu Huai's dispatch at any time.

She didn't read the content of the script carefully, but felt that no matter what she did, Mu Huai was extraordinarily calm and composed.

It is said that the war between the two countries is also a major event, but he is not nervous at all, as if he is about to take her out for a cruise.

In my ears are the neighing sound of war horses and the loud commands of the commander of the thousand households.

The iron armor slammed slightly, and the horseshoe stomped heavily.

Rong Xi knew that the soldiers Shi Cai saw would most likely be sacrificed on the battlefield after a battle.

But she was mentally prepared before she came.

As the monarch of Qi, Mu Huai also has her own ambitions. She must stand firmly by the man's side and accompany him to realize his ideals and ambitions.

So she can't be afraid or nervous.

——"Are you not sleeping?" Mu Huai asked again in a low voice.

The corners of Rong Xi's lips raised slightly, and he replied in a soft voice: "The slave is to serve your Majesty, how can you sleep?"

Helpless, Mu Huai then lay down on the beauty's knees, and said quietly, "Then I sleep."

Rong Xi stroked the man's tough jaw with his hand, and said in a judicious way: "Your Majesty will sleep for a while. If a general comes to look for it, the minion will wake you up again."

"Ok."

After Mu Huai closed his eyes, he called for a long while, "Xi'er."

Rong Xi was puzzled, and asked, "What else is your majesty?"

Mu Huai suppressed his voice very low, and said, "Don't worry, I will be fine."

Rong Xi immediately replied: "If the concubine believes it, your majesty will be fine."

After that, she leaned over and kissed the man's brow with her soft lips.

This faint kiss made Mu Huai's heart gradually calm, he grabbed the woman's slender hand and didn't let go.

Before the expedition, Mu Huai also recalled some things in his previous life.

For him, the war also has many painful memories.

As the monarch of the Great Qi, he is also the commander of the entire Qi army, carrying the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

But there is room for Xi, those unclear and unclear emotions that disturbed his mind no longer exist.

——So Xier, I am very happy that you accompany me on the expedition.

Mu Huai said in his heart.

******

The Qi army has strict military discipline, and the military barracks are stationed quickly.

Under the leadership of Wang Huai, the advance troops selected a camp site, with clean water sources and steep valleys nearby.

In order to reinforce the defense, the pioneers also built the soil barriers and dug trenches in advance.

There is no account for female soldiers in the barracks, and soldiers are not allowed to drink alcohol before the war.

In order to prevent fire, the tents of the camps are far away.

By the time it was dusk, the army flag with the word "Qi" in the book was blown by the spring breeze, and the armor worn by the soldiers glowed with a slightly dazzling halo.

There is a feeling that Jiaguang opens to the golden scales of the sun.

After entering the camp, Rong Xi has been following Mu Huai and Yin Cheng, but he feels that although Mu Huai seems to be impatient and prone to violence, he is an extremely careful person if something big happens.

He has to personally inspect all the details of the military barracks deployment.

Rong Xi even felt that Mu Huai was better at criticizing Zhezi in the battlefield barracks than in the Qianyuan Palace.

It is not that he is not good at governance, but that he is more suitable for wearing armor and holding a sharp long knife in hand to fight the enemy.

Rong Xi felt more relieved in his heart, but fortunately, Mu Huai's leg ailments healed early, so he could do what he really likes.

She was also thankful that thanks to her coming with Mu Huai, she was able to see Mu Huai's side.

After the soldiers arrived at the battalion for a little rectification, they performed in the camp in an orderly manner. The bugles they issued were neat and uniform and loud and loud, and the army also rang the sound of war drums through clouds and cracks.

Rong Xi's heart was beating non-stop with the sound of the drums.

After patrolling the big camp, Mu Huai and Yin Cheng entered the main account with the princes of the Wang family.

Rong Xi could feel that the few Wang Jiaerlang could recognize her, but they all dared not say a word in front of Mu Huai.

They are also tough boys on weekdays, but in front of Mu Huai they are quiet and well-behaved.

Seeing that everyone was about to discuss military plans, Rong Xi stopped outside the main account.

Once Mu Huai was immersed in official business, he was full of energy and tireless.

Rong Xi stood outside for half an hour before preparing to bring the other four small yellow gates to bring food for Mu Huai.

The four little yellow gates are really tall and tall, and at first glance they are dressed as martial attendants.

Before leaving for the expedition, Mu Huai deliberately asked them to pretend to look like a little yellow door, to protect her safety.

Mu Huai's meals were specially prepared by the chef who accompanied the army, and a large tent was set up in the camp, which contained the internal officials who accompanied him from the Yongxi Palace to take care of Mu Huai's daily food and clothing.

When the meal was brought up, the waiters dressed as Huangmen took the heavy food box first, and all showed respect to Rong Xi.

Rong Xi shook his head helplessly.

She really couldn't count the people in the army who knew her true identity.

At this time Ling Xiri had fallen, and Rong Xi saw that the military commander in charge of the army rang the brass bell. It turned out that it was time for the soldiers to eat supper.

Seeing that there were soldiers coming one after another, Rong Xi hurriedly turned around and brought the few attendants to the main tent.

"——Boom."

There was a dull pain in her forehead, and her head buzzed.

Rong Xi bumped into a tall soldier who was still wearing hard armor.

But she didn't blame the person in her heart for not having long eyes, because she was too short and Mu Huai was born tall, and when he was with her on weekdays, his gaze would easily pass directly over her and almost hit her.

When she lifted her eyes to see the soldier's appearance, the man didn't say a word, and passed her by.

Although Rong Xi hadn't seen the person's appearance clearly, he could still clearly notice that his eyes were rather bad.

Wang Huai was in charge of distributing the soldiers' rations. When he walked out of the main camp, he ran into this scene.

Seeing Rong Xi stroking his forehead painfully, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "The emperor...are you okay?"

Rong Xi shook his head and replied: "It's okay, it's okay."

Wang Huai looked at him slightly, raising his voice and calling the man: "Yan Jian, stop."

The person calling Yan Jian turned around and gave a military salute to Wang Huai.

Wang Huai motioned for him to come over, and when Yan Jian walked towards the two of them, Wang Huai said coldly: "This is the emperor's attendant, Huang Men, not rude."

Rong Xi felt that his pain faded, and then he looked at the man who called Yan Jian again.

Na Yan Jian was also looking at her up and down.

Yan Jian had long and narrow phoenix eyes, his eyebrows were thick and jet-black, his nose was tall and he was very handsome.

Even handsome and coquettish.

But on that face, there was a hideous scar.

Above the center of the eyebrows, there is a red mole with a blood drop.

Yan Jian said indifferently: "How offended."

Rong Xi looked at the red mole, but felt a little familiar.

She remembered that the little palace lady had mentioned to her that there was a blood drop-shaped red mole on the eyebrows of the son of Yan Guo.

Although the rumors are not credible, this is a coincidence.

Yan Jian...

Yan traitor, the spy of the country of Yan!

Rong Xi's expression gradually became solemn. It would never be a coincidence that such a name has such a look.

Seeing that Yan Jianfu was about to turn around to lead the army food, Rong Xi ordered: "Stop!"

Yan Jian turned back impatiently again, only to hear Rong Xi ask again: "Are you a native of Qi?"

Yan Jian only felt that the freckles on the face of the little yellow door in front of him were really ugly, densely integrated, making him feel unhappy.

Because of this spot, he didn't even bother to look at her facial features.

But he also knew that he was the Huangmen who served the Emperor Qi and could not offend him.

He replied in a respectful tone: "My accent is obviously Qi accent, how could it not be from Qi country?"

Rong Xi still had doubts in his heart, because things like accents can also be disguised.

Wang Huai was puzzled, and asked Xiang Rongxi in a low voice, "What's wrong? What do you think is wrong with him?"

This Yan Jian's martial arts is considered to be superior, a while ago he had just been awarded the rank of eighth rank accompaniment lieutenant.

Rong Xi also lowered his voice and whispered to Wang Huai: "I suspect... he is a fine work sent by Yan Guo."

When Wang Huai's eyes changed slightly, Yan Jian's expression was also different.

He could recognize what she had just said through the shape of Rong Xi's mouth.

Wang Huai said at this time: "This...can't talk nonsense."

Rong Xi evened his breath helplessly. She knew that she suddenly said that, and she was a little bit confused.

But it doesn't matter if this person is Ji Zao, the eldest son of the Kingdom of Yan, he can't get out of this camp anyway.

She wanted to report the matter to Mu Huai for his decision.

Ji Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, but when he saw the little yellow door returning to the main account, he turned around and glared at him.

He secretly felt that this little yellow door with a pocky face was really refined.

How did he see his identity?

He stayed in Qijing for a year. In order to join the army, he bought the household registration and identity of a person of his age.

That person's name happened to be Yan Jian.

Ji Zhao always thought this name was quite interesting, and during the year he stayed in Qi Jing with this identity, no one would think of it elsewhere.

But this ugly little yellow door is really too convincing and too suspicious.

However, this group of people couldn't find out his true identity, and all members of the army, Qi Guo, had to undergo strict household registration checks.

Furthermore, he has other cover.

Ji Zai didn't care about this, and found a familiar soldier again, preparing to line up together to lead the army.

——"You, the one named Yan Jian, come to the main account."

After Ji Zhao turned around, he saw the pocky little yellow door coming here again.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you calling me to do in the main account?"

There was a slight sullen expression on Rong Xi's face, and he replied: "The emperor and General Yin are both in the main account, asking you to come over, so they want to interrogate you."

Ji Zhu's phoenix eyes were slightly frivolous, and he didn't speak any more.

He didn't expect that this little yellow gate could speak in front of the Emperor Qi.

He also thought that Qi and Yan were different.

Unexpectedly, in Qi State, this doting **** is also quite powerful.