Chapter 1863 Slowly Falling in Love with You 112

In order to divert attention, Cheng Ling took up the bow and tried a few more times. Although she still failed to hit the red dot, she was much more stable than before.

However, it was quite cold, and the snow was falling continuously, but the wind pierced the eardrums rather harshly. Cheng Ling was blown by the cold wind and her cheeks were flushed. When she took off her gloves, she covered her face and felt that her hands were also cold. It was cold, but she was very happy, at least it was much better than staying in the princess mansion with her hair.

"Princess, come over to Weichen."

Chengling covered her frozen red ears, raised her head according to the sound, and saw He Ruojin standing on the high platform waving at her, Chengling looked at him with some doubts, subconsciously shook her head.

He Ruojin looked sincere: "This humble minister will not harm you,"

After hearing what he said, Chengling didn't believe it very much, but she still gave him a face-saving gesture, and while covering her ears, she stepped up the steps of the high platform. After getting on the high platform, Chengling discovered that there was a blazing fire on the high platform. There were two small stools next to the stove, and He Ruojin was sitting beside shaking his cloak, trying to use the warmth of the stove to sweep away the chill on the cloak.

Chengling was slightly startled, walked over and sat down.

He Ruojin handed her the warm cloak, "Let the princess wear it."

Chengling put her two little hands on the stove to roast, and hummed, "No need."

"Princess please put it on."

"You're annoying."

"Princess, please feel sorry for this humble minister." He Ruojin was still reluctant.

While saying "You're so annoying", Chengling duplicity took his cloak and put it on his back, it really warmed up a lot.

He Ruojin looked at her and said with a smile: "Princess, do you want to eat roasted whole lamb later?"

Chengling: "..."

He Ruojin continued to slander her: "It's such a cold day, eating roasted whole lamb and drinking a little wine, it couldn't be more pleasant."

Chengling put her warm little hands to her ears, snorted lazily and said, "You want to ask Princess Ben, I won't be fooled."

"It's a lesson from heaven and earth, I don't have such selfish thoughts, I'm in the barracks, and my brothers are also there, if the princess doesn't dislike it..."

Chengling still covered her ears and said, "This princess hates it to death."

He Ruojin looked at her, lowered her head a little disappointed, stretched out her slender hands to roast on the stove, and said in a low voice: "That's right, how can the little princess eat mutton and wine with us rough guys?" Well, it's because I didn't think carefully about it."

Chengling glanced at him, but didn't answer him right away. She felt her palms were a little cold again, so she put her two little hands on the stove to warm up.

Originally, each of them cooked well, but He Ruojin didn't know if it was intentional, and his hand suddenly touched hers.

He Ruojin's hand was a little hot, Chengling was touched, her fingers moved slightly, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but the next moment, He Ruojin suddenly grabbed her little hand and wrapped her hand inside in his palm.

Chengling frowned slightly and looked up at him.

However, He Ruojin didn't blush at all, instead she frowned and said solemnly: "Princess, your hands are so cold."

"Come on, let me go."

"My servant will keep you warm."

"...Don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Ling gave him a slightly embarrassed look.

He Ruojin looked at her, and after a long while, she carefully let go of her little hand and said, "This minister really has plans."

Chengling stood up, thought for a while, returned the cloak to him, and walked down the steps.

He Ruojin took the cloak and stood there in a daze, feeling really sad now.

But what he didn't expect was that Chengling who was walking in front suddenly heard a voice, "Where are you drinking?"

He Ruojin was startled for a moment, then came to her senses, and hurriedly followed up.

He Ruojin personally went to the cooking room to urge her, and brought up the roasted whole lamb. The wine table was filled with good wine and meat. The wine on Ling's seat was replaced by milk tea.

Originally, Chengling was worried that it would be inappropriate for her to sit with these soldiers and eat meat, but He Ruojin took good care of her feelings and kept the soldiers under him from making noise during the whole process. Rude and disrespectful, ranging from verbal warnings to serious, rushing directly to the military field to suffer.

Because of this, at the entire wine table, it was obvious that rough men who had been marching and fighting all year round, but in order to take care of the little princess's feelings, no one dared to make any noise, and everyone was cautious.

Seeing these soldiers holding back their temper like this, drinking and eating meat, Chengling finally couldn't help laughing.

Chengling glanced at He Ruojin and said, "You don't have to let everyone be so restrained."

He Ruojin said while serving her vegetables, "No, the little princess must have noodles."

No matter how stupid Chengling was, she could tell that He Ruojin was trying to coax her, and let all the soldiers under his command accommodate her together.

Shengling bowed her head and took a sip of milk tea, it was very warm and sweet.

She suddenly mustered up her courage, coughed, picked up the bowl of milk tea, and tried to speak to the soldiers in the seats with a loud voice: "Well... I will replace the wine with tea, and I would like to propose a toast to everyone. Thank you for being there all the time. To defend the Northland and defend the country..."

The soldiers present all looked at Chengling with flattery, obviously they did not expect that Chengling would take the initiative to toast them, and for a moment they wondered if they could raise their glasses to drink with Princess Shengling, so they all looked at their faces The leader He Ruojin.

Seeing that He Ruojin also raised his glass, he raised his glass to Princess Chengling. Finally, someone mustered up the courage to talk to Princess Chengling with a smile.

"It's an honor for the generals to defend the princess and Beiguo!"

Others also laughed and echoed.

With Sheng Ling's toast, the people present gradually let go of their minds and dared to drink and eat.

This meal of wine and food was enjoyable, and it can be said that it was the happiest meal Shengling has had these days.

Although these soldiers spoke very directly, they were very amusing. Chengling was amused by them several times and burst into tears.

The boiling soup on the stove was filled with hot air, and Cheng Ling's face was flushed from eating, but she smiled happily.

When the table was finally broken up, it was almost dusk, Cheng Ling bounced down from the steps of the shooting range, He Ruojin followed her and reminded her: "Princess, be careful."

"Do you often have dinner like this?"

"Um."

Chengling looked back at him, "Your subordinates are quite interesting."

He Ruojin narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Aren't I interesting?"

"..." Chengling ignored him, and jumped down another step, but she didn't pay attention to her feet for a while, a step was empty, and suddenly she stumbled and fell down. He Ruojin saw it with sharp eyes, and quickly stretched out her arms to hug him. Holding on to Chengling, Chengling supported the wooden pillar on the side in time, and the two barely fell to the ground.

Chengling was hugged by He Ruojin and leaned against the wooden pillar, He Ruojin gasped and looked down at her: "Is the princess alright?"

"No, it's nothing." Cheng Ling was also a little surprised.

But the next moment, He Ruojin stared at her closely, and said without blinking: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that they didn't fall to the ground together. Weichen was ready to roll around on the ground with the princess in his arms."

"..." Chengling was suddenly annoyed, "Let go!"