Poison Doctor Demon Consort

Chapter 036, Same tent, same bed! This is a military order! Hiccup! This Zhu Jiuye means, does she really want to share the same tent with him? Linghu Jiuyue looked up, glanced at the military camp tents that were set up like yurts, and then at the simple camping student tents that she had set up. In contrast, she found that Zhu Juhong was not laughing at her or talking viciously, but that he was just stating a fact.

Linghu Shuiyue straightened her back, straightened up, and calmly said, "This young marshal is also building a tent, but it's smaller, and it's only big enough for me to live in alone. I don't like to share a tent with others."

"Like it? Who said you need to like it? This is a military order! The order is like a mountain!" Zhu Ruohong was still serious, with a handsome and monstrous face, arrogant and domineering like frost, like a king, irreversible, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

This is unreasonable! This is forcing her to sleep together? Linghu Shuiyue doesn't mind sleeping with a handsome guy, but she is afraid that if her identity is revealed, she will be dragged out and cut off by the military law! Under the aggressiveness of Master Jiu, she bites the bullet and asks: "Major, what is the rule of the military law that this young commander will be in the same camp as you?"

As soon as Linghu Shuiyue finished speaking, the gentle voice of Zhu Guchen, the sixth master of the King of Qi, said from behind: "Young Commander Linghu is going out for the first time, I'm afraid he doesn't know something. How can we bring so many tents when we go out on an expedition. We are handsome, only three of us share the same tent, and the rest are five, ten, twenty, or even thirty in the same tent, sleeping on top of each other. Young Commander Linghu is not used to it now, but he will get used to it more in the future."

What? Fuck! Not two people, or three people? Linghu Shuiyue strongly resisted in her heart, one more person would be more dangerous! Faintly, she felt that there would be a crisis before the war! She pretended to be calm and sneered: "That's because of the lack of expedient measures for tents, but I bring my own tent, why not have it all to myself?"

Zhu Ruohong immediately said coldly, "This is military discipline! If Young Marshal Linghu can't respect military discipline, then he will go back to Beijing and report to the Emperor Ming. This young marshal doesn't matter. When marching and fighting, everyone brings a tent with them. Do you still need to carry guns and shields?"

Linghu Shuiyue found that this Ninth Master's aura was too strong! She was a little timid under the pressure, as if she had become a kid messing around in front of him, but she was unwilling to really obey him, so she angrily and coldly contradicted him: "Jiu Ye thinks that this young master is the young marshal whom he asked for an order? Could it be that going back to the capital to report to the emperor is not a crime of resisting the order?"

"Hmm! Commander Linghu knows that the commander of the Anti-military Order can deal with you as well?" Zhu Youhong's eyes stayed on the little face that was blushing from the fight with him, and his brows furrowed. In fact, when marching, he always only gave orders, and no one would refute him when he spoke. Most of them just replied mechanically: "Yes!". But this Young Marshal Linghu was arguing with him because of such a kennel, and his personality was like a bitch.

This reminded him of what happened that night... When his eyes turned to that strange little tent like a kennel, a hint of surprise actually flashed in his eyes, because the little tent that Linghu Huori built was really simple and exquisite.

"I know, but this young marshal also knows that this young marshal is not an anti-military order." Linghu Shuiyue struggled desperately.

At this moment, a woman's voice came out!