Isn't this just a piece of shit, it's really hard to embarrass the third princess.

The sparse ridicule in the eyes of the ladies was seen by Si Tu.

The coldness in his eyes suddenly appeared, and Situ stepped forward, and the step on the bun made a crisp sound.

"What are you talking about, it's so lively to make Ben Gong happy, too,"

Although Si Tu had a smile on his face, the chill in his eyes scared the ladies to the point where their calves were trembling.

God, when did the Third Highness become so fierce?

"If we go back to His Highness, we are just, just joking."

One of the noble ladies stood up tremblingly, stammering.

"Just kidding? Are you kidding about the palace's concubine?"

Situ's red lips pursed slightly, and her tone remained the same, but it still made everyone present feel chills on their backs.

At this moment, Zhebei took advantage of the drunkenness and staggered towards Situ.

His cheeks were stained with drunkenness, and a pair of black eyes blinked, round and bright.

Zhebie leaned in front of Si Tu, puffed out his cheeks, and curled his lips aggrievedly,

"A Tu! They bullied me for being illiterate and said I was illiterate"

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved, Zhebei grabbed her sleeve, which can be said to make the most of the weak, innocent and pitiful,

"I just don't know your Central Plains characters, it's like they know our Jiuli's characters!"

Zhebie's eyes were red, and he opened his arms towards Shi Tu,

"A Tu, if you want to hug, you won't be angry if you hug."

Everyone was stunned by Zhebie's rude operation.

Just because of the cold personality of the third princess, you can't pack this product and throw it out?

But the next second Si Tu's action surprised everyone present.

"Okay, hug."

Everyone: Am I blind, or is the third princess lost?

Situ wrapped his arms around his waist and patted his back, his coaxing posture was perfect.

Su Jinhe glanced at Liang Zhen, whose face was darkened, and took a step back silently.

They are all big guys, he can't be provoked or can't hide.

Gently sniffing the familiar scent, Zhebei's alcoholism slowly dissipated, but his eyes were still red, like a harmless little white rabbit.

Situ asked someone to bring a bowl of sober soup, and her beautiful eyes swept to the few ladies who were chewing their tongues just now.

"Xifeng Pavilion is the wedding room of this palace after the big wedding. The concubine moved in first, which is the meaning of this palace."

This sentence not only maintains Zhebie in public, but also proves the degree of love between the two.

The eyes of the people present changed when they looked at Zhebie, it seemed that the Third Highness was determined to spoil this new concubine.

The ladies were naturally not stupid. After hurriedly stepping forward to apologize, they hurriedly found a reason to leave the banquet.

After coming out, this Shangjing couldn't help Zhebie walk sideways?

Zhebei, who is surrounded by the envy, jealousy and hatred of everyone, is also very happy.

When he arrived, he did not forget to provocatively glance at Liang Zhen, whose face was darkened.

That small appearance is very similar to saying, "The third highness is to love me, how can you drop it".

Taking Zhebei's little actions into his eyes, Si Tu's red lips raised lightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were soft.

But this scene hurt Liang Zhen's heart even more.

Could it be that she really fell in love with Tebow?

No, it's impossible, there is a feud between the two of them, how can there really be 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?

"Everyone's poems are very good. Since the Ninth Highness is not good at this, let's compare archery."

Feeling Situ's cool gaze swept over, Su Jinhe silently added another sentence, saying haha,

"Whether you win or lose, just play as you like, and you'll be fine."

If it wasn't for being forced by the big man behind him, he wouldn't have the courage to confront this third highness.

"Want to play?"

Si Tu retracted his gaze, and his voice was as gentle as the March breeze.

"is it okay?"

Jebbie looked up suddenly, his eyes sparkling.

Archery, he is the best at it, and he will definitely come out on top for A Tu.

"If you like it, go play. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, it's yours."

Fun among the nobles has always been about winning, nothing more than some rare treasures, and Si Tu has nothing to lose.

Zhebei nodded obediently, his eyes filled with excitement.

Everyone shed tears of envy: God, the three princesses are very petite, beautiful and sassy.

The male guests all changed their riding clothes, and Zhebie was no exception, but he always felt that something was wrong with the armor.

"A Tu, come and help me take a look, the buttons on my back don't seem to be able to be fastened."

The clothes are not right, how much it affects the performance, he still has to fight for face for A Tu.

Situ stepped up and leaned down slightly to arrange his armor for him.

This scene really caused Liang Zhen's eyes to turn red, and the jealousy in his chest kept surging.

Thinking about it, he had known her for 16 years, and he had never seen her lower her head or pride for anything.

thought it was her honor and favor, and she couldn't let go of her figure, but now it seems that it has become an irony.

"Little Marquis, shall we bring those people up?"

Su Jinhe swallowed, he didn't want to offend the new favorite of the Third Highness.

"Bring it! Why don't you bring it! I don't believe that he can really have no grudge against his family annihilation!"

Liang Zhen stared at the two figures leaning against each other in front of him, gritted his teeth.

The target ten meters away was withdrawn by the servants. Everyone was wondering when they saw a group of slaves dressed in alien costumes being tied up.

The slaves were bound and lined up with an apple on their heads.

They are living targets.

And one of the largest slaves, two meters high, is Hechichaer.

After Chahar was defeated in Da Zhou, they were brought to Shangjing and reduced to the lowest slaves.

Although Da Zhou promised to spare their lives, he let them live rather than die.

It's hard to live, it's even harder to die!

Si Tu paused for Zhebie to organize his armor, his pupils shrank, and his face instantly paled.

"A Tu, what's wrong with you?"

Sensing that something was wrong with her, Zhebie wanted to turn his head to look, but Si Tu held his chin firmly.

Blinking his eyes uneasily, Si Tu's brain was running at a high speed, looking for a suitable reason,

"I-I'm not feeling well, let's go back first."

Si Tu recognized He Chi Cha'er, and since the end of the border war, she has fully handed over all follow-up matters to Chen Cang.

As for why they appeared here, she really didn't know.

But this scene must never be seen by Zhebei.

"Then let's go back quickly."

Seeing that her face was really bad, Zhebei didn't suspect him, and said quickly.

Archery can be compared another day, but the fact that she is not feeling well should not be delayed.

But Situ wanted to leave, but Hesi Chaer and the others recognized Zhebei,

"Isn't that the little prince, how could he be with that woman!?"

It was all because of her that they Chahar lost so badly.

They want to eat their flesh, drink their blood, and their anger will destroy their reason.