I'm with the second man

Lu Siheng quietly looked at the pile of... no, those few branches on the ground, with a dazed expression.

Feng Qing pursed her lips, it was the first time he did this kind of thing.In addition to being a little uncomfortable, he was also a little nervous about Lu Siheng's current ghostly appearance.

"Is... isn't it good enough?" Feng Qing thought about it and asked tentatively.

Lu Siheng opened his mouth again and again, and finally said with a strange expression: "You have been there for nearly half an hour just now, and you just picked up these things?"

Feng Qing remembered the situation in the woods, frowned and said: "The branches here are not very good, I have been picking for a long time, but I can't find a few useful ones."

When Lu Siheng heard this, he laughed angrily, "Feng Qing, do you think I let you participate in the branch beauty contest?"

This was very blunt, even though Feng Qing knew that he might have misunderstood it, he still said: "Young General Lu also knows that I don't have such experience, but you didn't say clearly what kind of things you want me to pick up."

Lu Siheng's eyebrows twitched fiercely, he raised his hand and pressed it, and after a long time, he said: "You really made me get to know the noble young masters in the capital again and again."

Feng Qing's face turned cold. Because of his illness, he could hardly run casually, so he was very self-aware of his lack of field experience, but Lu Siheng should not use him to judge all the children of the aristocratic families in Beijing.

Lu Siheng was obviously provoked by Feng Qing, so after forcibly calming down, he said, "Sit down, I'll go find some more."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qing didn't need to respond, and went straight into the woods.

Lu Siheng turned around and picked up dry branches and leaves, and his mind completely calmed down.

Thinking of what he said just now, Lu Siheng sighed. After staying in the military camp for a long time, he was not used to the kind of frail man who couldn't lift his shoulders, couldn't carry his hands, and could only talk. In the end, it was neglected that Feng Qing's body would not be so weak, but being poisoned by someone would exacerbate the situation. Even under this physical condition, Feng Qing did not give up on exercising. He shouldn't put Feng Qing Compared with the soldiers under him on a level line, it is he who speaks harshly.

After figuring it out, Lu Siheng found some wild vegetables and prepared to spice it up later, so he went back.

When Lu Siheng came out, he didn't see Feng Qing, and his heart tightened. He immediately threw the things on the ground, and then carefully observed the surroundings. The horse was still grazing not far away, and there were no traces of fighting in the places visible to the naked eye. Are you sure? Didn't the assassin come, Lu Siheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he thought of a possibility, he was said to be angry by himself, so he left, right?

The expression on Lu Siheng's face was unpredictable, and finally he decided to look for it.

So he strode towards the horse, and then lightly jumped onto the horse. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice behind him:

"Young General Lu is leaving?"

……

Lu Siheng sat on the horse, froze and didn't move. In this situation, it would be embarrassing for anyone who moves.

However, Feng Qing walked up to Lu Siheng at this time, looked up at him with complicated eyes, and asked again: "Young General Lu, are you planning...to go alone?"

Lu Siheng first glanced at the pile of dry branches that Feng Qing was holding in his hand, and was taken aback for a moment, then looked up into Feng Qing's eyes, and said with difficulty: "If I say... I just want to try to feed the horse." Did you... believe it or not?"

Feng Qing didn't speak, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Lu Siheng choked up for a moment, resigned himself to his fate, and dismounted, breaking his can and said: "I didn't see you when I came out, so I thought you were angry with me, and I don't know if the assassin will come after me later, I'm afraid you will be found, so I'm going to chase you back .”

After finishing speaking, Lu Siheng looked carefully at Feng Qing, and saw that he was not surprised, there was not even a trace of emotion in his eyes, obviously he had already seen what he meant, and he was just asking like this on purpose.

Feng Qing didn't say anything, and turned around to put the things in her hands with Lu Siheng's.

Lu Siheng has been acting mischievously for many years, and he has always had a thick skin. Thinking of the cruel words he said just now, he feels a little embarrassed.

He followed Feng Qing and tried to strike up a conversation, and said dryly: "Are you looking for branches? It's really good, there are many and... good."

Feng Qing ignored him, he was always carrying a fire pocket, and he knew how to make a fire, so he squatted down and prepared to fix the dry branches and leaves.

When Lu Siheng saw Feng Qing lifted his robe and squatted down, he frowned very quickly, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Qing up, then took out his handkerchief, bent down, and helped him wipe off the dirt that he accidentally got on his body. Ash swept away.

Feng Qing froze in place at the moment Lu Siheng bent down.

After Lu Siheng cleaned Feng Qing's clothes, he stood up and frowned, "Don't do these things, just stay aside, what I just said was a bit too much, don't be angry... right?"

Lu Siheng secretly rubbed and used Qi Shiqian's tone of voice when he was acting like a baby with Shen Shi.

Feng Qing pursed her lips, the expression on her face was not too angry, she still didn't speak, she was just sullen.

"I shouldn't compare others with my subordinates. It's because I didn't make it clear to you." Seeing that he was ignoring him, Lu Siheng touched his nose and asked suddenly: "I know why I asked you to get up just now, why should I ask you to get up?" Shall I brush off the dust on you?"

Feng Qing really didn't understand, these words moved him, he looked up at Lu Siheng, hesitated for a while, and then asked with a cold face: "Why?"

Instead, Lu Siheng remained silent, and when the atmosphere was getting weird, Lu Siheng said, "Because I saw you carrying a bunch of branches over just now, and suddenly felt like I was bullying you."

Feng Qing frowned and was about to open his mouth to refute, but Lu Siheng didn't give him a chance.

"I'm used to marching and fighting outside, so I don't think it's a big deal to do this, but when I saw you doing it just now, I felt bad, it was wrong, it was awkward in any way," Lu Siheng said honestly, "I always feel that you should not be allowed to do it. These, after all, I can do.”

Feng Qing looked up into Lu Siheng's serious eyes, knowing that Lu Siheng's speech was always straightforward, without any other meaning in it.But there was still a rippling in my heart, like a stone was thrown into a lake that had been calm for many years, and it was fleeting.

After Lu Siheng finished speaking in one breath, he felt relieved, and asked, "What do you want to eat, roast chicken or beggar chicken?"

Feng Qing glanced at him, and finally calmed down, and said, "Anything is fine."

Lu Siheng thought for a while and said, "Then call it Hua."

Feng Qing did not speak, and acquiesced.

Although Lu Siheng was not sensitive enough in many aspects, he could still feel that Feng Qing's mood had improved, so he didn't say much and concentrated on cooking.

After roasting, Lu Siheng knocked off the layer of mud covering the outside, then took out the knife on his body, separated the chicken inside the leaves evenly, reached out and took one of the large leaves that had been washed long ago, and put it on the chicken. He picked up a chicken leg and handed it to Feng Qing.

"Eat it while it's hot, it's delicious now." Lu Siheng said.

Seeing his series of actions, Feng Qing didn't speak, and reached out to take the things.

Lu Siheng wasn't in a hurry to eat either, he first put the cut pieces of meat on the washed leaves, and didn't start eating until they were all divided.

"Use this when you eat meat later." Lu Siheng put the knife and fork on a piece of meat.

Feng Qing paused while eating. He looked at Lu Siheng, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know this person well enough. Sometimes Lu Siheng was very straightforward, and sometimes it made others confused what he wanted to do. Even if it wasn't for this The first time he came out, he didn't know that the famous major general could be so careful as long as he wanted to, and the assassin this time...

Lu Siheng was halfway through eating, and said: "Let's leave after we finish eating, do you know where this is?" When you get angry, forget it.

Feng Qing was stunned for a second, seeing the regretful expression on his face, she suddenly smiled, and let go of her hanging heart a little, and said, "I know, how does the general want to go?"

Lu Siheng was a little surprised at first, but soon he figured it out, Feng Qing is the son of Duke Ding, no matter whether he has traveled far or not, how could he not be familiar with the terrain in Beijing.

"It's fine to go back the same way, although those assassins are unlikely to ambush, but just in case, it's better to change the way." Lu Siheng said.

Feng Qing had no objection, and said: "I know there is a small road ahead, which can lead directly to the city. The general will just listen to me later."

"That's fine, you'll be in charge later," Lu Siheng said naturally, "Who do you think those assassins who chased after you were?"

"I can't be sure," Feng Qing said, "It may be, or it may not be."

"The person behind the first batch of assassins should be one of the three princes." Lu Siheng thought for a while, and said very frankly: "Their moves look very similar, and their skills are not low. Although the prince is a smiling tiger, he There is no such ability to train so many people under the emperor's nose. The fifth prince hides his secrets, and the second prince acts cruelly. Both of them are possible. I guess this time the prince will be seriously injured. Besides him, the other one is seriously injured The prince is most likely to be the one behind the scenes, and the one who is responsible should be fine, and of course, it is not ruled out that the one who was plotted against him will be cruel to him and cause himself some injuries." Speaking of which, Lu Siheng I raised my eyebrows and stopped talking.

In fact, these words are already very clear, even a little too clear, and it is unnecessary for a very smart person like Feng Qing to understand.

Feng Qing stared at the food in his hand for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Does Young General Lu know what the consequences of saying these words are?"

Lu Siheng snorted and laughed, the meaning behind it was self-evident.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Qing was silent for a while, and asked, "Why does Young General Lu trust me so much?"

Lu Siheng didn't care and said, "Just telling the truth, does that count as trusting you?"

Feng Qing didn't answer, and stared at Lu Siheng. After Lu Siheng realized it, he raised his head and looked at him quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Siheng suddenly smiled, and sighed helplessly: "Feng Qing..."

The corners of Feng Qing's lips moved slightly.