Xiao Mubai's words reached the hearts of Deng Qizhong, Yan Jianghong and Shan Xiangpeng. They all agreed with his words and clamored to see the original appearance of the young marquis and how handsome he really was.
Xiao Mubai, who was originally looking at the full moon rising in the east, suddenly turned cold. He glanced back at the three people who were making noises, and with a hint of displeasure in his tone, he frowned and said, "It's better not to wash it."
The three people who were joking had a look of astonishment on their faces, and naturally they didn't dare to continue speaking.
Xia Chu also noticed a hint of displeasure in his tone, but she was curious as to why he was so angry.
It was as if he had changed back to his previous clothes and regained his appearance as a swordsman, and Xiao Mubai seemed to have returned to the virtues he had when they first met.
This temper is so big...
The only person who had a clear mind and was still trying to hold back laughter in such a depressing atmosphere was probably Han Sa.
His prince is jealous again...
Wugetai finished handling Aodenge Rile's body and strolled over. When he saw a group of people walking towards him, their expressions were all gloomy and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressed.
He smiled and spoke to Xiao Mubai calmly and calmly: "When our army arrives, it will be the day when Fengwu City is destroyed. By then we will all go our separate ways. We don't know when we will meet again in the future, so why not take this opportunity?" , how about we go and have a chat in the carriage?"
Xiao Mubai nodded slightly, bowed to him, and the two of them walked humbly towards the Mongolian army camp.
When Xia Chu saw that no one called him, he followed him with a shy face.
Xiao Mubai's originally cold face softened a bit, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
Wu Getai raised his eyebrows at Xia Chu: "Young Master is also interested?"
"That's natural." Xia Chu quickly took two steps to stand shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Mubai, thinking in his mind that Wu Getai was full of evil, so he couldn't follow him and watch, for fear that Xiao Mubai would suffer a loss.
The three of them got into the carriage that had been prepared by someone at Wugetai. Not only was there wine, but they also thoughtfully prepared crispy tea for Xiao Mubai.
Xia Chu took the lead in taking out the wine bag. In his previous life, he had only smelled the famous mare's milk wine in Aodenge Rile's courtyard, and had never drunk it.
At the moment, I can sort out a small regret from my previous life.
Wu Getai saw that he was drinking so much that he smiled at Xiao Mubai and said, "This young prince is much more heroic than you."
Xiao Mubai saw that although he was satisfied in one breath, he also knew that there was still a battle to be finished, so he did not drink any more, so he did not say anything to him. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at Wugetai steadily: "This time the fifth prince You must not be lamenting this matter when you call me here.”
Wu Getai poured him a bowl of crisp tea and just sat down opposite him, his smile becoming more gentle and kind.
Xiao Mubai raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but ask, "A state matter or a private matter?"
Xia Chu bent one leg and leaned on the side of the carriage, leaning her back on Xiao Mubai's shoulder. She lifted the curtains with her hands as if looking at the moonlight outside, but her ears were perked up to listen to Wu Getai's answer.
Although his easy-going face looks very ordinary, his posture is completely chic.
There was a hint of cunning in Wu Getai's eyes: "It is a state matter and a private matter."
Xiao Mubai took a sip of crisp tea and responded softly: "Oh?"
Wu Getai rested his arm on the table, and was not in a hurry to get down to business. Instead, he asked him, "How does this crisp tea taste?"
Xiao Mubai lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, then pushed the tea bowl: "I am not used to drinking this, and I think Mu Hong is not used to drinking it either."
Wu Getai looked startled, but Xia Chu couldn't hold it back for a moment. He coughed lightly and couldn't help but put down the car curtain, and added to himself: "The wind is quite strong, I'm choking..."
Wuge Tai's ears were slightly red, and a smile appeared on his face that seemed to be at ease, but was actually embarrassing: "During my stay in the capital, I had a very happy relationship with the Ninth Princess. Why does His Highness King Mo have to beat up the mandarin ducks."
Xiao Mubai looked up at him, with a calm expression and a very calm tone: "The prerequisite is that there are mandarin ducks before it can be called a stick fight."
These words were a bit choking, but Wugetai was not angry, but relaxed: "Then Your Highness King Mo, how about you give this right of choice to the Ninth Princess?"
Xiao Mubai lowered his eyes and said nothing, watching as the tea bowl tilted slightly due to the bumps, and the foam inside had not yet dissipated.
Wugetai saw that he was silent, and then continued: "His Royal Highness King Mo said at the beginning that if I was destined to return to the Mongolian tribe, I would mention this matter again."
Xiao Mubai chuckled softly: "How did you get back? Do you need me to explain in detail?"
Xia Chu's index finger resting on the window coffin gently tapped the crossbar, thinking in her heart that Xiao Mubai's words were really hurtful, and he really didn't spare any kindness.
Since the letters have been flowing smoothly, Xia Chu naturally knows better than Xiao Mubai how the Shi family infiltrated Wugetai in the first place.
Without Xiao Mubai's first rescue and Bingwen's help later, there is no doubt whether Wu Getai would have survived.
But having said that, they are not asking for benefits by helping Wu Getai. It is indeed a bit ungentlemanly to burn bridges and lose face like this.
What's more, this is the face of the future Mongolian Khan.
Xia Chu couldn't help it, so he pretended to have a bowl of crisp tea and turned sideways to peek at Wu Getai's expression.
Looking at it, I sincerely admire his self-cultivation.
Wugetai was still smiling and gentle at this time.
Xia Chu took a sip of the crisp tea and sighed with emotion, how could this vast grassland raise such a gentle, free-spirited, elegant and elegant son-in-law.
When he clicked his tongue and sighed in his heart, Xiao Mubai couldn't help but swallowed twice, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Because the bowl of crisp tea that Xia Chu just picked up was the one he drank.
That's all, it just happened that the place where Xia Chu took a sip was also the place where he had just taken a sip.
"I am able to return to the Mongolian people this time, and I have indeed inherited the great kindness of His Highness King Mo and Lord Marquis." Wu Getai admitted openly, without noticing anything strange about the two of them. He changed the subject and continued: "But for this, I can count as well. I have done you a great favor. The Mongolian army's thousands of miles of attack is also a waste of manpower and materials. Your Highness King Mo, you see, I have lost both manpower and money. Even the city I invaded before will be returned as promised. Doesn't this count as sincerity?"
The tone of his words was sincere and his appearance was sincere. Even Xia Chu couldn't help but nodded. He felt in his heart that this Wugetai was indeed interesting. Judging from his words, he did suffer a loss.
Xiao Mubai glanced at Xia Chu's red lips, which were even glossier because of the crisp tea he drank just now.
There were ripples in his heart, but his mind was very clear, and his tone was still calm: "If the fifth prince does not help, let alone whether the Mongolian people can accompany the Shi family army to secure the occupied city, even if they can capture a quarter of the Xiao Kingdom One’s territory, but do those territories count as yours?”
(End of chapter)