Isn't this an idiot, and it's really embarrassing for the third princess.
Si Tu could see the sparse sarcasm in the noble ladies' eyes.
There was a sudden coldness in his eyes, and Si Tu stepped forward, and the steps on his bun made a clear and crisp sound.
"What are you talking about, it's so lively, it makes me happy too,"
Although Si Tu had a smile on his face, the coldness in his eyes frightened the noble girls until their calves were shivering.
God, when did the Third Highness become so fierce
"Returning to Your Highness, we are just, just joking."
One of the noble ladies stood up tremblingly, stuttering.
"Are you kidding me? Are you making fun of my son-in-law?"
Si Tu's red lips were slightly pursed, and his tone remained unchanged, but it still made everyone present feel chills down their backs.
But at this moment, taking advantage of his drunkenness, Jebie staggered towards Situ.
His cheeks were stained with drunkenness, and his black eyes blinked, round and bright.
Jebe leaned in front of Situ, puffed his cheeks, pouted his lips in aggrieved way,
"Ah Tu! They bullied me for being illiterate, saying that I couldn't read..."
The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, and Jebie grabbed her sleeve, showing his weakness, innocence, and pity to the fullest.
"I just don't know your characters from the Central Plains, as if they know our characters from Jiuli!"
Jebe's eyes were red, and he opened his arms towards Situ,
"Ah Tu, you need to hug, you won't get angry if you hug."
Everyone was stunned by Jebe's outrageous operation.
Just according to the cold personality of the third princess, you can't pack this stuff up and throw it out
But Si Tu's actions in the next second surprised everyone present.
"Okay, hug."
Everyone: Am I blind, or has the third princess been swapped
Si Tu wrapped his arms around his waist and patted his back lightly, his coaxing posture was in place.
Su Jinhe glanced at Liang Zhen whose face was darkened, and took a step back silently.
They are all big bosses, he can't afford to provoke them, and he can't hide them.
Gently sniffing the familiar scent, Jebe's alcoholism slowly dissipated, but his eyes were still red, like a harmless little white rabbit.
Si Tu asked someone to bring a bowl of hangover soup, and his beautiful eyes glanced at the noble ladies who were gossiping just now.
"Xifeng Pavilion is my wedding room after the big wedding, and the son-in-law will move in first, which is what I mean by this palace."
This sentence not only defended Jebie in public, but also proved the degree of love between the two.
The eyes of all the people present at Zhebe changed. It seemed that His Highness the Third Prince was determined to pamper the new son-in-law.
Naturally, the noble ladies were not stupid. After hastily apologizing, they found an excuse to leave the banquet.
After this, Shangjing can't help but let Jebe walk sideways
Jebe, who was surrounded by the envy and hatred of everyone, was also very happy in his heart.
At the end, he did not forget to take a provocative look at Liang Zhen, whose face was darkened.
That small appearance looks very much like saying 'The Third Highness just loves to pet me, what can you do'.
Seeing Zhebe's little movements, Si Tu raised his red lips lightly, his eyebrows and eyes soft.
But this scene hurt Liang Zhen's heart even more.
Could it be... , she really fell in love with Jebe
No, it's impossible, there is a world feud between the two of them, how could they really have no grudges!
Liang Zhen clenched his fists tightly and gave Su Jinhe a wink.
Su Jinhe wants to cry but has no tears: why is it always me who does bad things
"The poems written by all of you are very good. Since His Highness Ninth Prince is not good at this, let's compare archery."
Sensing Si Tu's slightly cool gaze, Su Jinhe added silently, saying haha,
"It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just play casually, and everyone has fun."
If he hadn't been forced by the boss behind him, he wouldn't have had the guts to confront the Third Highness.
"Want to play?"
Si Tu withdrew his gaze, and his voice was as gentle as a March breeze.
"May I?"
Jebe looked up suddenly, his eyes sparkling.
Archery, he is the best, and he will definitely take the top spot for A Tu.
"If you like it, play it. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, it's yours."
Playing among the nobles has always been about winning prizes, and they are nothing more than rare treasures, and Si Tu has nothing he can't afford to lose.
Zhebie nodded obediently, his eyes filled with excitement.
Everyone shed tears of envy: God, the third princess is so spoiled, beautiful and rustic.
The male guests all changed their riding attire, and Jebe was no exception, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the armor.
"Ah Tu, come and help me see, the buttons on my back seem to be unbuttonable."
The clothes are not right, how much it affects his performance, and he still wants to save face for Ah Tu.
Si Tu stepped up, bent down slightly and adjusted the armor for him.
This scene really made Liang Zhen's eyes turn red, and the jealousy in his chest kept surging.
Presumably he has known her for sixteen years, and he has never seen her lower her head or her pride for anything.
I thought it was due to her honor and favor, and she couldn't let go of her figure, but now it seems that it has become a satire.
"Young Master, do we still want to bring those people up?"
Su Jinhe swallowed, he didn't want to offend the new favorite of the Third Highness.
"Take it! Why not take it! I don't believe that he can really have no grudges against the genocide!"
Liang Zhen stared at the two cuddling figures in front of him, gritted his teeth.
The targets ten meters away were withdrawn by the servants. Everyone was wondering, but they saw a group of slaves dressed in foreign costumes tied up.
The slaves were bound hands and feet and lined up with an apple on their head.
They are living targets.
And one of the biggest slaves, two meters tall, was Hesicha'er.
Since Chahar was defeated by the Great Zhou, they were brought to Shangjing and reduced to the lowest slaves.
Although Da Zhou promised to spare their lives, he made them live as if they were dead.
Survival is hard, and death is even harder!
Si Tu paused in the action of arranging Zhebie's armor, his pupils shrank, and his face instantly turned pale.
"Ah Tu, what's wrong with you?"
Sensing that something was wrong with her, Zhebie wanted to turn his head to look, but Situ firmly pinched his chin.
Blinking his eyes uneasily, Si Tu's brain was running at high speed, looking for a suitable reason,
"I, I'm not feeling well, let's go back first."
Si Tu recognized Cha'er, the coordinator, and since the border war ended, she handed over all follow-up matters to Chen Cang.
As for why they appeared here, she really didn't know.
But this scene must not be seen by Jebe.
"Then let's go back quickly."
Seeing that her complexion was really bad, Zhebie didn't suspect him, so he said quickly.
The archery competition can be competed another day, but the fact that she is not feeling well cannot be delayed.
Ke Situ wanted to leave, but Chaer and others recognized Jebe,
"Isn't that the little prince, how could he be with that woman!?"
It was all because of her that Chahar lost so badly.
They can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood, and their reason will be overwhelmed by anger.
(end of this chapter)