Meng Fusheng sat down next to Tulan Chahe, and Tulan Chana hurriedly followed, readily refused the imperial brother's request to sit on the other side of her, and sat on the other side of him next to Meng Fusheng.

The light floral fragrance that belonged to Tulanchana next to him kept wafting over, but he felt a little bored, but it was not good to get up, so he had to hold back the boredom, pretending to look at the first seat inadvertently, and did not find a familiar woman, Du Weizhen was Wang Suping on the left, and Su Ming on the right.

Meng Fusheng didn't know what his mood was, but he suddenly felt that the taste of the cup of fine wine in his hand had faded.

At the beginning, because the two princes were there, the atmosphere was a little serious, there was only a whispered exchange at the banquet, and Meng Fusheng only cared about drinking vigorously.

Later, the dancers danced a few dances, and the two princes behaved very peacefully, and they couldn't see that after the two parties were still stuck in Shanhe City, the banquet gradually became harmonious.

Su Ming has a bold personality, he doesn't like restraint the most, and it is not easy to be presumptuous when he sits next to Du Weizhen, after getting a random order, he ran away, got into the middle of several generals, punched and drank, so unhappy.

After a few glasses of wine, those simple-minded generals began to keep their mouths open.

"I don't know how someone came here with a face, I think I was really blind before, since I also admired an unscrupulous traitor."

It was a tall military general who spoke, his round face was flushed, his eyes were the size of a copper bell, and he didn't know the Dao Heart, but his disdainful eyes floated towards Meng Fusheng, and the fool also knew who he was talking about.

When Meng Fusheng led troops to suppress bandits in Kunguo before, he had a great reputation in the army, and many generals admired him, but the more he admired at that time, the more they despised at this time, and they couldn't wait to go back to the past and beat up their eyes and beads.

"We rough people naturally can't compare to someone's ability to become inflammatory, according to Lao Tzu, if Lao Tzu's child dares to be a traitor, Lao Tzu will discount his legs, so that he will not be able to get out of bed in his life!"

It was another general who spoke, his face was full of disdain that he couldn't hide, and his voice was deliberately raised, for fear that Meng Fusheng wouldn't hear it.

Su Ming, who was shouting with his friends, suddenly quieted down at this time, sitting sullenly on the side and pouring a glass of liquor into his stomach, hearing them say these words, he also glanced at the person opposite lightly, and lowered his head casually, staring at the intact pork leg on the plate, the usual delicacies could not arouse his appetite now.

Their movements were not small, Meng Fusheng naturally heard it clearly, but he didn't intend to pay attention to it at all, but Tulanchana was indignant, fortunately, Meng Fusheng stopped her in advance before she had a seizure, otherwise there would inevitably be a war and chaos, this is not as good as Yi Dan, it is better for them to be more restrained.

Unable to deal with those few vulgar people who belittled his sweetheart in person, Tulanchana held her breath, put the dishes on the table that Meng Fusheng liked to eat on his plate, and watched him eat with a blank eye, and continued to make up for it as soon as he was missing, Meng Fusheng's wine glass has never been empty since he started drinking, thanks to the little ancestor who has always been served by others.

Meng Fusheng was not used to others serving him like this, but she didn't hear it when he told Tulanchana once, and he always didn't want to lose the princess's face in public, so he had to stuff the dish into it like chewing wax, and his expression was ugly to death, as if he was not eating a full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty carefully cooked in the imperial dining room, but a cold rice soaked in medicinal juice.

In this way, since Meng Fusheng was also full, he touched his slightly bulging abdominal muscles, looked at the plate that was about to be full in front of him, and said for the fourth time: "I don't want to eat, princess, you can eat yours." ”

Tulanchana was addicted to serving, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and she shook her head frantically, "I'm not hungry, you eat first, I like to watch you eat." Although Meng Fusheng ate quickly, his movements were elegant, and he didn't know how much better than the group of big bosses opposite.

Meng Fusheng took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but stand up, his tone was as gentle as possible, but there was still uncontrollable stiffness, "No need, princess, please use it slowly, I'll go out for a walk." With that, he turned away without mercy.

Tulanchana was stunned for a moment, then stood up and went out after his back, "Meng Fusheng, you wait for me!" ”

Du Weizhen took in this scene, and felt a little bitter, for her royal sister who fell into a dead end.

Tulanchah noticed it, and looked up into his eyes with a smile, "What is Your Highness looking at?" ”

Du Weizhen retracted his gaze, and he was dignified and elegant, "I see that the relationship between the princess of your country and the marshal of your country is quite good. ”

Tulan Chahe coughed lightly, did not deny it, but with a "you know" look, he lowered his voice and said: "Your Highness knows everything, my imperial sister's heart falls on Fusheng, the two fight side by side, and their feelings are very strong, I also plan to mention to my father and emperor after returning to China that they will marry, so that my naughty imperial sister will talk in my ear all day long, annoying and hateful." ”

Du Weizhen's heart was even more sour, but it was a pity that his imperial sister didn't have this opportunity, because of this depression, he didn't reply to Tulan Chahe's words.

But Tulanchakh had no intention of being unhappy at all, and his thin lips were triumphantly hooked when he lowered his head and sipped wine.

Tulanchana followed her all the way outside before she grabbed Meng Fusheng's sleeve, her pretty face was red, she was panting, and said with a little reproach: "Meng Fusheng, why are you walking so fast!?" I'm tired to death, I let you wait for you and not wait for me, it's really a piece of wood, I hate it to death. ”

Meng Fusheng pulled his sleeve, but he didn't pull it out, so he had to turn his head, his indifferent face became more and more cold under the cold moonlight, and his voice was also cold, "I want to go out for a walk alone, I don't know what the princess wants to do with me?" ”

Tulanchana was already dissatisfied with his coldness, this was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, she immediately became angry, the hand holding the sleeve was only clenched together, and the joints were a little white because of too much force, "Meng Fusheng, what do you mean?" You have been wrong since you came here, you are now the generalissimo of my Yi Dan's expedition, do you still want to come back? Or do you miss your little lover anymore? I tell you, I don't! You've promised to marry me, and you want your little lover, you dream about it! ”

The word little lover made Meng Fusheng's already irritable heart explode, his eyes were like being splashed with a plate of ink, black, gloomy, he couldn't see through the emotions, but what he could know was that the air pressure around him was very low, and he was on the verge of exploding.

The corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of angry sarcasm, "Your Royal Highness Princess, you are in love by mistake, where is Weichen worthy of you?" ”