Legend of the Orchid

After returning to Zhao Tingjie's own tent, Tingjie immediately fell on the bed, his eyelids were covered with paste, and he could barely open them.

Li Zhonglan had no choice but to kneel on the bed and help the other party undress.

Ting Jie closed his eyes and pushed Zhong Lan's hand, muttering: "Lan'er, let me sleep for a while, and I'll eat you later."

Li Zhonglan was so angry that she patted Zhao Tingjie's arm lightly, and scolded: "How can you rest if you don't take off your armor!"

Ting Jie's face gradually calmed down, and for the first time let out a slight snoring sound. Zhong Lan caressed the other party's bearded face distressedly, and tiptoely pulled out Ting Jie's chest and abdomen armor, took off the other party's boots, picked up the quilt and carefully After covering it, I got out of bed.

He branded a fiery kiss on Zhao Tingjie's lips before walking out.

After relaxing, Li Zhonglan realized that she was hungry.It's ashamed to say that he has been with the army for so long, but he doesn't even know where the Huotou army is, and it's not time for meal, so he can't find the north.

He sighed depressingly, and was about to send paper figurines to explore the way, when he suddenly saw King Qi Zhao Tingmei approaching, suddenly felt that a savior had come, and rushed to greet him.

Zhao Tingmei wanted to come to find Zhao Tingjie, but after learning that her nephew was resting, she changed her mind and took Li Zhonglan to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Everything was kept simple on the battlefield, and Li Zhonglan only found a few white buns. He didn't dislike them, and bit the hard buns with the cold water in the kettle. It must hurt to see you like this."

Li Zhonglan smiled helplessly. He is particular about food, but it doesn't mean he can't bear hardships. Sometimes he is too picky, just to see how much Ting Jie can pamper him.

"Last night, Zhao'er was crazy. I've never seen him so manic." Zhao Tingmei said with emotion, shaking her head slightly.

Li Zhonglan was moved and distressed at the same time, her eyes were wet, her throat was tight, and the bun she was biting into her mouth could hardly be swallowed.

"Zhao'er lost his mother when he was young, and his father went to war all the year round, which made him independent early and developed a cold temper. I have never seen him treat anyone so well." Zhao Tingmei continued, "Mr. Li, are you really is an exception."

Li Zhonglan was also a little ashamed. He also lacked parental love in childhood, but his own independence was not good enough.

"Fourth Uncle, so you are here!" A slightly immature voice sounded, and Zhao Yuanzuo, who had just turned 14, walked over with a smile.

When Li Zhonglan saw Zhao Yuanzuo, he thought of himself in the past. He was about the same age when he first entered the Song court and met Tingjie.

Zhao Tingmei didn't get angry with his nephew because of Zhao Guangyi, he looked at the heroic Zhao Yuanzuo with kindness, and asked, "Why don't you practice well, what do you want from me?"

"Fourth Uncle, did you forget? You said you were going to teach me how to ride." Zhao Yuanzuo's eyelids were inner double, so they were much rounder than his father Zhao Guangyi's phoenix eyes. He was begging his uncle with bright eyes.

For some reason, Li Zhonglan always felt that Zhao Yuanzuo's tone seemed to be coquettish, and seeing the other person's expression, she was even more sure of her thoughts, so she picked up another white bun and said, "Then you guys practice, I'm going back."

Without waiting for Zhao Tingmei to reply, Li Zhonglan left.

Along the way, he felt that although the soldiers were looking at him, they were obviously afraid of him, and they didn't dare to discuss him openly. It's quite powerful to serve as a warning to others, and ordinary soldiers don't dare to bully him blatantly now.

But there is one person who insists on going against Li Zhonglan, and that person is Zhao Defang.

Li Zhonglan turned a few turns, and when he was about to reach Zhao Tingjie's tent, Zhao Defang suddenly appeared out of nowhere, knocked out the white bun in Li Zhonglan's hand, and said mockingly: "I heard that you can eat it all in one meal." A house, eat this now? Don't dirty your mouth!"

Li Zhonglan's forehead was throbbing with veins, she glared at Zhao Defang, and said sharply, "You apologize to me!"

"Apologize?" Zhao Defang widened his eyes in surprise, as if he heard some novel words, he looked Li Zhonglan up and down, and said proudly with his head up, "Okay, let's compete with weapons, and I will apologize if you win. "

Li Zhonglan went to pull her red hairband without saying a word, Zhao Defang still remembered the embarrassing things in the past, and suddenly shouted with lingering fear: "I said use weapons, use weapons!"

Li Zhonglan didn't care so much, she pulled out her starting belt and hit him.

Zhao Defang was so frightened that she jumped three feet high, and hurriedly hid to the side, bumping into Zhao Tingmei and Zhao Yuanzuo who were passing by.Zhao Tingmei frowned and said, "Fang'er, why are you always so reckless? Brother Yuan Zuo is much more prudent!"

In order to avoid Li Zhonglan, Zhao Defang simply hid behind the fourth uncle, and said unconvinced: "Yuan Zuo is the future prince, of course he must be young and mature!"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Tingmei hurriedly reprimanded his nephew, his nervous expression showed that he was very concerned about Zhao Yuanzuo.

Li Zhonglan had no impression of Zhao Yuanzuo at first, but after hearing what Zhao Defang said, he immediately lost his good opinion of Zhao Yuanzuo.

Li Zhonglan combed her hair well, tied the hairband back on her head again, then rolled her eyes at Zhao Defang with disdain, and said sarcastically, "You are defeated!"

"Monster, see if I don't kill you!" Zhao Defang said fiercely, but his feet didn't move. He was really afraid that he would be tied up by Li Zhonglan again, and he would become the laughing stock of the [-] army. But dare not.

Li Zhonglan snorted coldly, and walked away arrogantly with his head held high. Perhaps he thought this group of children were amusing, and a smile finally appeared on Zhao Tingmei's frozen face. He said to Zhao Defang: "You and Mr. Li have similar tempers. Maybe we can become friends later on.”

"Me and him?!" Zhao Defang's expression looked like he had swallowed ten thousand flies, and he muttered, "Fourth Uncle, what are you kidding, I won't be friends with such a man and woman!"