MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 59v2 The Cold-Blooded Female Supporting Woman Who Saved the World of Empresses (10)

Song Lingshu didn't wait for her answer, climbed to the bow of the boat, and said, "Come and see, it's really interesting to watch the moon like this."

Jiang Zhen took a few glances, and was also lying on the bow of the boat in novelty, with the sound of water in her ears, and the lively chatter of people on both sides of the strait. She looked up at the moon in the sky, and the bright moonlight fell everywhere. The world is beautiful.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Jiang Zhen couldn't help sighing.

"What?" Song Lingshu turned her head in surprise. Seeing that she was looking at the moon, she realized that she was not joking, but seriously evaluating the scenery. She smiled, "I almost thought you were confessing your love to me."

"What confession?" Jiang Zhen frowned habitually, turned her head, and inadvertently met her eyes, but did not look away immediately, but quietly waited for her answer.

"The sentence you just said actually has another meaning." Song Lingshu said.

Jiang Zhen asked: "What does it mean?"

Jiang Zhen: "I love you."

"..." Jiang Zhen said with a half-smile when she was talking nonsense again, "Really? Why does it have such a meaning?"

Song Lingshu didn't know how to explain it. If Natsume Soseki was mentioned, she would definitely ask who Natsume Soseki was. She simply said, "Anyway, that's what it means. You just need to know."

Jiang Zhen sneered twice, sure enough, she really saw through her tricks.

After a while, the boat docked on the shore, and Jiang Zhen turned her head, only to find that she had fallen asleep at some point, sleeping very well and peacefully, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and the corners of her mouth were still slightly curled up. What a sweet dream.

"Here we are, wake up." Jiang Zhen shouted.

However, the other party did not open his eyes, but turned his head to the other side.

"I said, it's here." Jiang Zhen couldn't help but pinch the opponent's face fiercely.

Song Lingshu hissed, and Jiang Zhen let go of her hand subconsciously.

"It hurts." Song Lingshu rubbed his face and sat up, looked at her in a daze, and muttered, "Are you trying to murder me while I'm asleep?"

"Murder? What murder?" General Li at the stern immediately clenched his arms when he heard this, and asked, "Jiang Zhen, what do you want to do?!"

"..." Jiang Zhen didn't even bother to pay attention to the master and servant, and jumped onto the shore directly from the stern.

"There is no conspiracy, I'm talking nonsense." Song Lingshu walked to the bow with her skirt in one hand and the canopy in the other. When she landed, her center of gravity was a little off, and the boat swayed accidentally, scaring her almost into the water. With a scream, fortunately, General Li pulled him up.

A few meters away, Jiang Zhen stretched out her hand when she saw that she was thanking General Li, she silently put her hands behind her back, turned and left.

After a while, Song Lingshu chased after him: "Wait for me."

Jiang Zhen glanced back and saw that General Li was still standing there, wondering, "Why didn't she follow?"

"We didn't go on the way, so we asked her to go back first, lest her husband be angry and make her kneel on the washboard if she didn't come home in the middle of the night." Song Lingshu said.

"Fulang?" Jiang Zhen raised her eyebrows, "She is so young, she married Fulang?"

"I'm not young anymore, I'll be eighteen soon. And her husband is also quite handsome. He grew up with her and just got married." Song Lingshu felt very guilty when she said this, but she had to do as the Romans did. After all, in this world, one can marry a husband and have children at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and one should have a baby at the age of eighteen. She immediately changed the subject, "What about you? You are so old, why don't you have a concubine?"

"Who do you think is too old?" Jiang Zhen gritted her teeth.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was quick to talk." Song Lingshu apologized kindly, which really made people feel like he had punched cotton.

Jiang Zhen could only swallow this breath secretly, and said, "I'm not interested."

"Not interested in men?" Song Lingshu's eyes lit up.

Jiang Zhen always felt that she was talking about another kind of interest, but she didn't know how to answer it for a while, because even she herself couldn't tell whether she was interested in men or not. A place for men.

But she couldn't tell the truth, otherwise she would be ridiculed by the woman in front of her. After thinking about it, she said mysteriously, "It's none of your business."

"Oh, I know why even if you don't tell me." Song Lingshu smiled and waved his hands.

"Why?" Jiang Zhen asked.

"Because you want to rule the country and then consider the issue of the harem and heirs. I understand, I understand you, and I admire you very much." Song Lingshu gave her a thumbs up sincerely. Not everyone can win fame and fortune. And the pinnacle of power can still overcome this temptation.

Jiang Zhen glanced at her unexpectedly. She often said this answer to the ministers who urged the marriage at court meetings. However, these people always go in one ear and out the other. I'm afraid she won't get tired of hearing it.

However, he never expected that the one who said he understood her and admired her would be this philandering carrot in front of him!

"Then why do you pay back three thousand beauties?" Jiang Zhen said.

"Well...Young people always make mistakes." Song Lingshu lowered his head and pointed his fingers, "I've changed it. In the future, apart from you, there will never be another person in my harem."

Jiang Zhen sneered: "It's ridiculous, do you think I'm the one who will enter your harem?

"Then it's not impossible for me to marry into your harem. For you, I can endure this grievance." Song Lingshu said in a generous tone, but his face was full of joy.

"..." Jiang Zhen poked her forehead, "You are so beautiful."

"Wait for me." Song Lingshu touched her forehead, turned around and chased after her, but as if the other party wanted to speed up her pace, she could only trot to keep up.

Jiang Zhen glanced back, seeing how she was holding up her dress and chattering, then turned her head back, kept walking, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

In the middle of the night, the two came to the imperial dining room again.

Jiang Zhen stood at the door, still angry. She was about to fall asleep, but this guy suddenly got up and said that he would fulfill his promise and cook something for her himself.

Jiang Zhen said helplessly: "Can't you do it during the day? Do you have to sneak up in the middle of the night?"

Song Lingshu said: "If you do it during the day, you will lose face to my king, so you have to come at night."

But won't you lose face at night? Are your palace guards at the gate of the palace blind?

Jiang Zhen slandered in her heart, and asked, "Do it quickly, and go to bed when you're done."

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Song Lingshu walked into the imperial dining room and took a look at the ingredients. It was indeed very rich, and it was time to show off her cooking skills.

Jiang Zhen: "Whatever."

"No problem, leave it to me." Song Lingshu patted his chest, took out the prepared ingredients, but encountered difficulties, looked at Jiang Zhen cautiously, "You have marched and fought, you must know how to make fire?"

Jiang Zhen looked at her in disbelief, gritted her teeth and said, "...What do you mean?"

"Please, please~" Song Lingshu clasped his hands together and bowed to her.

"..."

Looking at the flames in the stove, Jiang Zhen felt that the fire in her heart was much bigger than this. If people in the North Kingdom knew about this, they would have to laugh at her for the rest of her life.

"The fire is too big, I need to simmer on low fire now." Song Lingshu said.

Jiang Zhen held back her anger, and took out two more firewood from the stove.

Not long after, a scent wafted from the room, extinguishing the fire in her heart. She raised her head and asked, "When will it be better?"

"It's coming soon, it's just a little supper, not a lot." Song Lingshu said.

In the end, I made a total of three dishes, braised prawns in oil, cola chicken wings, and patted cucumbers. They looked pretty good, but I don’t know how they taste.

Jiang Zhen ate a prawn with a skeptical attitude, her eyes lit up, and she looked at her in surprise: "When did you practice cooking?"

"I won't tell you." Song Lingshu bared his teeth and grinned, "Just eat it, don't ask about the rest, let's keep it a little bit mysterious."

Jiang Zhen had already had dinner and was not hungry, but after a few mouthfuls, the glutton was hooked, and she tried another Coca-Cola Chicken Wing, wondering: "What seasoning did you use?"

"Cola."

"Is it the one you drank last time?"

"right."

"Is there any more? I want to drink another bowl."

"Yes, just wait."

"I also want a bowl of yellow noodles."

"I will handle it."

Song Lingshu took advantage of her feasting and secretly went to the system to exchange for coke and instant noodles, and couldn't help but complain: [It's over, I haven't earned a point from her, but I've already paid her a lot of points. You have to pay more for this task. How can you directly destroy the country once every six months? Isn’t this a scam? I won't do it for you without adding money! 】

The Big Injustice System couldn't stand her insistence, and agreed to add 50 points to the original basis, Song Lingshu was satisfied.

The two of them sat in the yard eating supper and drinking coke in front of the moon. It was quite a pleasant experience. Song Lingshu even wanted to take a photo and post it on Moments, but there was no camera and phone here, which was really troublesome.

But she has something else!

Not knowing what to think of, she went into the house and took a burnt firewood stick, a section of which had been burnt and turned into charcoal.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Zhen asked while eating shrimp.

"Draw a picture and record it." Song Lingshu said.

While peeling the shrimp, Jiang Zhen watched her paint, holding a firewood stick in her hand and simply sketching the outline on the ground. After a while, she drew a simple picture, which showed two people sitting on a stone table with a pair of heads above their heads. The crescent moon is very pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Zhen stood up strangely, looked at it carefully, and said appreciatively, "That's right, I never thought you could paint."

"Small idea." Song Lingshu pretended to smile modestly, put the firewood stick back, washed his hands, sat back at the table, saw the shrimp in her bowl, and said flattered, "Wow, this is for you." Did I peel it?"

Jiang Zhen saw that she was just watching her painting, and habitually peeled off a bowl, but seeing that the painting she painted was not bad, she said, "Eat it."

"Thank you, then I'll be more polite!" Song Lingshu said with a smile while eating the shrimp meat, "Zhenzhen, do you know what a saying goes?"

"What words?"

"I called you Zhenzhen, but you actually answered!"

"... get down to business!"

"Oh, that sentence is - if you meet a person who is willing to peel shrimp for you, marry him."

"You're talking nonsense again, aren't you?" Jiang Zhen said, "Spit it out!"

"No, just a little bit." Song Lingshu ate the rest in one breath, almost choked, chewed for a long time before swallowing it, and said with emotion, "Hey, you are going back tomorrow, I will miss you."

Jiang Zhen glanced at her, but said nothing.

The three-day deadline was up, and Jiang Zhen watched all the men in the harem disperse with her own eyes, and she had almost inquired about all the news she wanted to inquire about, and it was time to set off for the northern kingdom.

Early in the morning, Song Lingshu personally saw her off, stuffing a lot of luggage into the carriage, including food and clothing.

"What is this?" Jiang Zhen asked, picking up a bright red bellyband in her luggage.

"This is someone's underwear. If you miss me, just look at it." Song Lingshu said shyly.

"...Who would miss you." Jiang Zhen threw her bellyband in her face.

"Go slowly, pay attention to safety on the road." Song Lingshu urged.

Jiang Zhen said proudly: "Who do you think will hurt me?"

Song Lingshu: "What I'm talking about is that you pay attention to the safety of others, and don't beat and kill them just by saying something."

Jiang Zhen: "..."

Song Lingshu whispered in her ear again, when it was cold, she should wear more clothes, eat more vegetables when eating, and it was best to love Liang Taoning hard.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Zhen said disgustedly.

Song Lingshu laughed a few times, and when he was about to leave, he thought of something, and suddenly leaned into her ear to whisper.

Jiang Zhen was stiff all over, subconsciously thinking that she was going to say something nasty, but unexpectedly what the other party said was: "Be careful of your biological sister."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhen asked.

At this time, General Li urged outside: "Your Majesty, it's time to let the carriage go, the team is waiting."

"I'll tell you more about it later when I have a chance." Song Lingshu left the carriage with a smile, stood beside her and waved to her, "By the way, I prepared a lot of clothes for you, remember to wear them, and look at them if you don't wear them." OK."

Jiang Zhen watched her figure get farther and farther away until she was completely invisible. After going out of the city gate, she slowly looked at another bag of clothes and looked away. Open the luggage knot, revealing the clothes inside.

The next moment, Jiang Zhen froze.

Inside are all kinds of bellybands.

Jiang Zhen: "..." What a show for his father.

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