Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

The guards looked at each other in dismay, thinking that their lives were over.

Dong Qing carefully moved his butt a little further away, and then he said, "Sir, the person ran away."

Shen Nian'an's eyes turned red with anger, and his unpainted cheeks were stained with a pretty color as if stained with rouge. He smiled grimly.

"People from the same family don't enter each other's house. That's good. We will dig three feet into the ground to find the person."

Gu Ling eloped with the horse and stopped all the way to the suburbs. She got off the horse and found a few petals that were ravaged beyond their shape in the palm of her hand.

She clapped her hands, and the remnants of the petals immediately fell to the ground. Only the faint flower juice on the palm of her hand showed the fact that they had once existed in her palm.

Gu Ling held a piece of grass in his mouth, lifted up his skirt and sat on the ground, leaning his back against a big tree, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds with his eyes narrowed.

Thinking back on the scenes of today, I feel that these days are getting more and more chaotic.

This is a magical world where women are superior to men. Women are strong and healthy and support their families, while men are delicate and weak and take care of their wives and raise their daughters.

There is no major change in the body structure of men and women, except that any adverse reactions during a woman's pregnancy will be reflected in the father of the child, and men will also share half of the pain during childbirth.

【Mission: Choose a wise leader and protect the country.】

It had become a trend in the State of Yan to value culture over military affairs. The royal family of Yan had always been timid and fearful, as if they had paranoia, and always felt that military generals would steal their throne.

The original owner's mother was a great general, so she was naturally a thorn in the side of the royal family.

After General Gu retreated from the front line, he was kept in the capital by the Empress and was not allowed to leave without an imperial edict.

In recent years, the royal family has become increasingly contemptuous of military generals, and even the soldiers at the border are not taken seriously. The barbarians in the northern region are ready to make moves, and the Yan royal family is still keeping a close eye on the military generals in the country.

The current Emperor Zhao of Yan is also a man who values ​​power. He is over fifty years old and still refuses to appoint a crown princess. Several princesses are secretly competing with each other, eyeing the position of crown princess.

Emperor Zhao of Yan used his imperial skills of checking and balancing court officials to the fullest on his daughters. If one stood out, he would punish her; if one fell behind, he would bring her up.

It seemed that no one was sure of becoming the Crown Princess.

Faced with internal and external troubles, the original owner, with a pure heart, took on this task of Gu Ling.

Gu Ling started planning early on. He hadn't decided which princess to support in all these years, but he made friends with a like-minded person first.

The eldest daughter of the Minister of Personnel, Shen Jingyi.

It is not easy to develop power in the capital. If you are not careful, you will be accused of treason.

Where in the capital is the most mixed crowd and where do you come into contact with the most children of nobles?

Of course it must be the flower house.

After the two of them discussed it, they came up with the Mianhua Pavilion.

On the one hand, in order to reduce the royal family's vigilance against the General's Mansion, and on the other hand, to gather information, Gu Ling became a frequent visitor to Mianhua Pavilion and a famous prostitute in the capital.

Her mother, General Gu, naturally had no idea that her daughter was so bold as to interfere in the matter of appointing a crown prince. She just thought that she was being careless and a real headache for her.

"Goo-"

His stomach protested, and Gu Ling rubbed it with his hand. He looked in the direction he came from, then looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, and sighed softly.

"My little tummy, I can't take you out to eat in broad daylight. Go to sleep. You won't be hungry when you sleep."

She closed her eyes, and soon her breathing became steady and long.

The grass in spring is fresh and juicy. The man who kidnapped the horse was hungry, but the horse was eating with relish.

The grass is green and lush, and a young girl is sleeping under the tree.

As the sun set, Gu Ling was awakened by the horse beside him.

She yawned lazily, "Haruhi is sleeping."

Then he touched Ma's face and said, "You haven't left yet. You have a conscience! Okay, from now on, you will follow me!"

She jumped onto the horse, and the hem of her scarlet dress drew a flying arc in the air, echoing in the wilderness along with her father's gentle voice.

"Xiao Hei, let's go! Target: the kitchen of the General's Mansion."

……

The servants of the general's mansion who had returned empty-handed stood in a row, listening to the instructions with their heads down in obedience. General Gu was spitting and furious.

"With so many people, you still can't catch a little bastard. Why do I keep you? What have you done after being out all day? Huh?"

Most of the servants in the general's mansion are sisters who have followed General Gu to the battlefield. They are not as afraid of their masters as ordinary servants.

Hearing the general's question, a maid whispered, "It's not all in vain. Baiji was captured."

General Gu glared at her and said, "Does it take two or three of you to bring Baiji back? I can lift her up with one hand!"

The servants kept silent, hesitating whether to tell the general that the young lady had robbed a young man's horse in the street.

The general was still talking when someone came in from outside and reported: "General, our kitchen has been robbed!"

"The kitchen, the kitchen, just knows how to eat...what did you say?"

The general reacted, thought for a moment, turned around, and walked towards the path that Gu Ling must take to return to his room.

Gu Ling had a half-eaten white steamed bun in his mouth. In his left hand was a cloth bag, and it was unknown what was in it. There was also a roast chicken hidden in his arms.

She walked stealthily on the road, hunched over, the only sounds she could hear were the slightest footsteps and chewing.

Suddenly, her ears moved slightly, and she finished the steamed bun in a few bites. She jumped hard onto the rockery beside her and just avoided the attack.

General Gu's powerful voice came from below: "Get down here, you little bastard!"

Gu Ling hid the roast chicken in his arms tightly to prevent it from falling out, and smiled at the general in a flattering manner: "Mom, calm down."

The general just felt his blood boiling, not cold at all.

She assumed a stance and was about to fly over. Gu Ling quickly opened the cloth bag, grabbed something and threw it at the general.

"Mother, please have some cherries."

The general paused as he was about to wave his hand away, and grabbed the flying object. When he looked down, he saw that it was indeed a bright red cherry.

The general sneered, is that it?

That is definitely not possible.

Seeing that the general refused to give up, Gu Ling grabbed a handful of cherries from the bag and threw them at her mother, reminding her: "Cherries, cherries!"

General Gu had suffered a lot and even gnawed tree bark and chewed grass roots on the battlefield. He hated to see people wasting food.

Cherries are delicate to begin with, and how can they be eaten after being thrown to the ground by Gu Ling?

General Gu immediately caught the cherry with his superb skills.

Gu Ling didn't give her a chance to breathe. She lifted the cloth bag and cherries fell all over the sky. No matter how powerful the general was, it was useless.

Most of the cherries fell to the ground and were smashed to pieces. The little bastards on the rockery had already run away.

The general wanted to clench his fist in anger, but he was concerned about the cherry on his palm. A deafening roar came from the huge general's mansion: "Gu Ling!"