A blessing is coming to an end in endless ups and downs.

Song Huaijin dragged his tired body down the mountain, looked at his horse, and lost the energy to gallop back for a moment.

Why don't you go to Lu Jinchen and rub a sedan chair?

But men and women are separated sedan chairs, is it appropriate to rush into the men's pile so rashly?

Forget it, no matter what!

Song Huaijin stepped forward and sneaked into the sedan chair of the Six Kings' Mansion with the flow of people - well, it's so warm!

She leaned back in her chair relaxed, casually observing the movement outside through the gently swaying curtains blown by the breeze.

The adults basically walked back with a smile, why wasn't Lu Jinchen there?

After waiting for a while, Song Huaijin leaned back on the chair sleepily, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind poured in, and there was a hit in the face, and the sleepiness instantly dissipated a lot.

Song Huaijin stretched out his hand and rubbed his blurred eyes, just as he saw Lu Jinchen walking in.

His body was still wrapped in a slight coolness, and when he saw Song Huaijin, he instantly burst into a charming smile: "It's cold on your body, it's disturbing your sleep." ”

"I'll give you warmth, come in." Song Huaijin got up and held it lazily. I grabbed his hand, rubbed it gently, and gradually leaned on him and felt a little sleepy.

Lu Jinchen quietly looked at the blood marks on the woman's arm, frowned, and said, "Why are you always injured?"

"Aren't you too?"

"Alas..."Lu Jinchen sighed softly, more determined to get the idea of this world, and lowered his head and hugged the woman in his arms tighter:

"In a few days, I will accompany Lu Jinao to inspect the military camp, and the prince of the Hu clan will trouble you to cooperate with the diplomatic officials of Honglu Temple to receive it."

"Why? Is he still afraid that you will collude with the prince of the Hu family, so he will step down from the throne?" Song Huaijin didn't open his eyes, and asked in a daze.

"That's not it, I may think that if the son of the Hu clan only listens to me, he will be too embarrassed.

But it just so happens that I also want to straighten out my subordinates who stayed here before. Lu Jinchen said:

"I told the Honglu Temple that you just have to go, don't worry about the rest."

"Well, okay, go back to sleep!"

After resting in the palace for a few days, Song Huaijin's body gradually recovered.

On the second day of Lu Jinchen's inspection of the military camp, she took several officials in charge of Linghonglu Temple to greet the prince of the Hu clan at the post station outside the city.

The Hu are the strongest rulers of the twelve tribes of the northern steppes, and the prince in front of her is the one who is most likely to become the next Great Khan of the Hu tribe.

The name of the Hu family is called Liefeng, tall, with an even inverted triangle, and healthy wheat-colored skin.

Those deep eyes and high nose bridge gave him a lot of exotic beauty.

Qi Liefeng put his right hand on his left shoulder and bent down to salute Song Huaijin; "Hello adults, I don't know what to call them?"

His Chinese is still awkward, but it is already very good compared to others.

"The temporary manager of Honglu Temple, Song Huaijin, on behalf of the Apocalypse Dynasty, asked His Royal Highness the Prince of the World."

Song Huaijin returned the salute, and found the royal post station outside the city to bring in Qi Liefeng and said with a smile:

"Let the prince laugh, this is the mutton and mare's milk wine that the emperor specially found to entertain the prince, and please don't dislike it."

"Haha, how could it be?" Qi Liefeng sat down with the beauty he brought, and introduced to Song Huaijin:

"Look, this is my sixth princess, Snow Dance. is a pure Central Plains woman.

Xue Wu, say hello to this Lord Song Huaijin! ”

Xue danced in a light purple veil, and the spice-smoked people on her body had itchy noses, and her gestures brought enough wind and dust with a lot of wind and dust.

She raised her eyes and looked at Song Huaijin, leaned over reluctantly, and twisted her soft waist into Qi Liefeng's arms.

Song Huaijin didn't like such a woman, and she was even inferior to the star fruit of Guanliang City who looked at the upper row, but she didn't want to evaluate other people's aesthetics, so she only smiled back and led the two to sit down.

As soon as Xue Wu sat down, she pinched her throat and said coquettishly to Qi Liefeng:

"Shizi, people are thirsty-"

This elongated and tender tone like water gave Song Huaijin goosebumps.

She shivered, shook off her unsatisfactory body, raised her hand and ordered her subordinates to bring tea and mare's milk wine.

Honglu Siqing frowned unhappily, leaned into her ear and whispered:

"Mr. Huai Jin, this snow dance doesn't look like a good stubble!"

"It's okay, don't worry, she doesn't look for trouble, we can just come according to the proper etiquette."

Song Huaijin crossed the Honglu Temple and took two steps forward to serve thoughtfully:

"This is the best mare's milk that our apocalypse has made, the prince and the princess to taste?"

"Hmm." Xue Wuxuan condescendingly stretched out her middle finger and thumb to pinch the wine glass, put it to her mouth and tasted it lightly, and sprayed it all on Song Huaijin's face without swallowing it at all.

The next moment, Song Huaijin's exquisite makeup was instantly dyed with a layer of mare's milk wine.

The surrounding soldiers immediately put their hands on the handle of the knife, but before they could draw the knife, they saw Xue Wu directly smash the wine glass on Song Huaijin's head:

"What kind of wine is this? It's hard to drink to death, this is the hospitality of your Apocalypse Dynasty? ”

Seeing this, the soldiers guarding around them had already unsheathed their long swords for three points.

Song Huaijin got up slowly, pressed the out-of-body sword back with a wave of his hand, and glanced at Xue Wu with heavy eyes.

Xue Wu was originally from the Central Plains, and his father was only a small official in Northern Xinjiang, so he couldn't bear the invasion of the Hu clan and sent his daughter over to sue for peace, but he happened to be favored by Qi Liefeng, who wanted to show favor to the Central Plains.

Since then, he has become more and more pretentious and arrogant.

Most of the Hu women were rude, either riding horses and archery or herding cattle and sheep, and they had no time to take care of her.

Poor Qi Liefeng understood this as the delicate little woman of the Central Plains.

And Qi Liefeng chose to bring her over in line with the principle of creating a beautiful relationship between the two countries.

Oh, it seems that it is really necessary to teach him what it means to be a great country.

"It's okay, I want to come to the mare's milk wine brewed by His Royal Highness Sixth Personally, and the princess doesn't like it, why don't you eat some food?"

Song Huaijin still didn't change his smile, picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of mutton on Xue Wu's plate.

When Xue Wu heard that this wine was brewed by Lu Jinchen himself, her legs and feet immediately became weak.

She had seen Lu Jinchen, and that kind of demeanor and bearing were enough to inferiorize the people of the world, and even Qi Liefeng could only bow down in front of him.

Spilled his wine...

Thinking of this, Xue Wu glanced at Song Huaijin with a shrunken look, she had never seen this new face, and it was estimated that she was also a courtier who was ushered in.

Since Lu Jinchen is not here, what else is she afraid of?

Thinking of this, Xue Wu tasted a piece of mutton by the way, spit it on the plate without chewing half of it, and said angrily to Song Huaijin:

"That's what your imperial chef does? If you give it to the pigs, you won't eat it, and the princess is not satisfied. Redo it for me! ”

"This..."Song Huaijin was slightly embarrassed: "There is no imperial kitchen in the post station outside the city, this is already the highest level of chefs here." It's better to..."

"Phew! What is not as good as what? This princess dares to refute her words?! ”

Xue Wu said and directly poured the plate of mutton on Song Huaijin's body, and the snow-white wide-sleeved official uniform instantly became greasy and embarrassing.

Honglu Siqing couldn't stand it at all, and directly stepped forward and slapped the table:

"What upbringing? You dare to be rude to our six princesses?! ”

"The Sixth Princess?" Xue Wu said disdainfully: "What six princesses, who can be the sixth princess this year?"

Heh, which princess would come to do this kind of unseen subordinate work?

It's just a retainer, do you dare to listen to me? ”

Honglu Temple was angry and wanted to directly step forward to give her a punch, but Song Huaijin stretched out his hand to stop her.

Until now, the face she should have given has been given, and if she continues to indulge, it should make people say that the Apocalypse Dynasty has no bearing.

She took two steps back and saluted Qi Liefeng:

"Our emperor and His Royal Highness the Sixth are going to inspect the military camp in the near future, and because they have noticed that the prince is tired of traveling and traveling, they specially sent ministers to entertain them.

These meals are also made by the top royal post chefs, not inferior to the palace chefs, and even the Sixth Highness often comes to eat.

If the six princesses have to say that this is pig food, then may I ask if the six highnesses eat pig food? ”

Xue Wu had never seen such a question, and was stunned for a while, and then reacted and said:

"Don't spew blood! What I'm saying is that you can't do it, what do you have to do with your emperor and the six highnesses?

Besides, they sent a woman to entertain us, did they look down on our Hu grassland? ”

Dali Temple's angry neck was red, and he immediately slapped the table and roared:

"It's just that I can afford you to let the six princesses entertain! If it weren't for the Sixth Highness, do you think you would be able to step into the capital half a step?! ”

"Six... The Six Princesses... Are you Lu Jinchen's princess?! ”

Xue Wu's face turned pale, Lu Jinchen has indeed been crazy looking for a woman over the years.