Looking for another good match, Hou Menjiaojiao turns around and marries a villain

When Xie Chunchao returned to his residence, the lights were still on in the room.

Her brother only arranged a room for the two of them. It was no wonder that she and Lin Jingrong were a couple with a deep affection and a harmonious relationship in the eyes of outsiders.

It is natural for husband and wife to share a room.

In the past, Xie Chunchao would only feel embarrassed and embarrassed, but I don't know since when, she no longer resisted this matter, but instead had a vague expectation.

She stopped outside the house, looking at the brightness that overflowed from the small window. The cold wind blowing on her face actually became warm when it blew into her heart. This feeling of someone waiting for her when she came home late at night...

It seems pretty good.

Xie Chunchao suddenly remembered that it seemed that every time they lived together, he would always light a lamp and wait for her to come back.

"Princess, why don't you go in?" Yun Xianyuan was not as delicate as Yu Ning, so she didn't understand why Xie Chunchao suddenly stopped while walking.

"Let's go." Xie Chunchao said.

It would be great if you never changed. She couldn't understand Lin Jingrong. He should have his own secret.

But she thought that he should be someone who would not hurt her.

only……

Xie Chunchao pushed the door open and walked in, looking past the silver double-eared incense burner on the table that was burning soft smoke, staring at his downcast profile...

What will be the secret in your heart? Could it be that your illness is actually fake? Is it just a way for you to protect yourself?

Lin Jingrong heard the noise and looked up. There were stars in his dark eyes, and he said warmly, "I'm back."

"Yes." Yun Xian stepped forward and helped her take off her cloak. Xie Chunchao stood by the fireplace at the door to warm up the coldness on his body. Then he walked up to Lin Jingrong and asked, "What are you doing? Drawings? ?”

"Yes." Lin Jingrong responded warmly, turning slightly sideways to show Xie Chunchao the manuscript on the table.

Xie Chunchao has no research on weapons. If you give her a finished manuscript, she can still understand it. However, she really doesn't understand something that is less than half finished and can only barely make out an outline.

Lin Jingrong explained, "I haven't finished the painting yet. I will understand the wonderful use of this thing after I finish painting the princess."

Xie Chunchao: "I believe in you, you will definitely design the most powerful weapon for me."

Xie Chunchao's words of praise made Lin Jingrong feel elated, but his face remained calm and calm, "I'm just trying my best, as long as Chaochao doesn't dislike what I make."

Lin Jingrong asked, is this one still less powerful? Want to think of a more powerful one for Chaochao?

Xie Chunchao sat down next to him naturally, holding his chin with one hand, "You are just too humble. Even my brother said that what you make is good."

When mentioning Xie Ningyu, Lin Jingrong's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not the one who rejected him that day.

"Prince Xie has been leading the army for many years and hasn't seen any good things? My brother just praised me twice because of the court. It's just a courtesy."

"Is this so?" Xie Chunchao whispered, "But I don't think my brother is like this."

Lin Jingrong lowered his head and continued to draw. He thought calmly, if Chaochao knew about his rejection of Xie Ningyu, he would simply explain that he was afraid that his skills were not good enough so he did not dare to agree rashly.

Although it was dark outside the window, it was still early for bed. Xie Chunchao slept for another day during the day and simply sat across from Lin Jingrong and read a book.

The room was unusually quiet. A man and a woman were sitting opposite each other. One was drawing at his desk, and the other was lying on his back reading a book. From time to time, the man would raise his eyes to look at the woman, and then lower his head with the corners of his mouth raised. Although the two were doing unrelated things, they The atmosphere between them was unexpectedly harmonious.

The next day, before dawn, Xie Chunchao climbed out of bed, put on a suit suitable for activities, and headed to the training ground.

Although she rarely gets up so early on weekdays, Xie Chunchao has always been a very perseverant person with a strong sense of time.

As long as she decides to do something, she will do it perfectly.

She thought she had arrived too early, but when she arrived at the training ground, there were still many people there.

Among them was a girl with a raw face. She was thin and thin, but her eyes were very bright. Her exposed hands were already red from the cold, but she was still working tirelessly to draw the bow and shoot arrows.

Xie Chunchao looked at it for a while and then walked away.

Almost all the people who came early were practicing, whether they were practicing archery or practicing swords and spears, no one was idle.

Xie Chunchao also picked up a bow from the weapon rack and started practicing archery. She fired several arrows in succession, and all of them hit the red heart.

Some people were stunned for a moment when they saw Xie Chunchao's remarkable results. Then they turned around and pointed at Xie Chunchao's archery target with the people next to them and said something excited. Everyone was quickly attracted by the movement here.

They watched Xie Chunchao's movements and cheered her up. Every time she hit the target, everyone cheered for her loudly.

Xie Chunchao put down the arrow and smiled sheepishly and said, "I have practiced at home before."

Jiao Hong'e and the others had seen Xie Chunchao kill people at close range in Jiguan Mountain. Now that they saw Xie Chunchao's arrows hitting the target perfectly, they worshiped her as much as a god.

"The princess is so powerful." Jiao Hong'e said in admiration, "She is just like a god."

Jiao Hong'e had no education, and her compliments were ordinary, but when Xie Chunchao heard them, she felt they were far better than the compliments she had heard in Shanngling.

Although those people used gorgeous words and quoted from scriptures, she knew that in their hearts they did not think what they said. They only thought that she, Xie Chunchao, was just reincarnated.

But their compliments were different. Although the words were simple, their admiration for her was real.

"You can also be like me." Xie Chunchao said, "Maybe you will be even better than me."

"We must work hard not to embarrass the princess." Qiu Qingying waved a long whip in his hand and said with a puffy face, "I have read in a book that if the whip is used well, it can be twisted in a swing. I will definitely be able to attack the enemy's neck like this in the future."

"You can definitely do it."

While a few people were chatting, General Pei and a group of instructors arrived.

Everyone immediately returned to their positions and stood in formation, leaving Xie Chunchao standing there alone.

Xie Chunchao glanced at the people standing upright, then at the majestic instructors wearing armor, standing silently in the last row.

Although he looked at General Pei a little more seriously on weekdays, he was far from as scary as he is now.

Xie Chunchao's mind was confused, could it be that General Pei was in a bad mood in the morning because he was angry when he woke up? ? ?

At this moment, Xie Chunchao didn't know how she would survive this devilish half-month, so much so that when she saw General Pei later, she couldn't help but feel weak in her legs and feel frightened.