Changshu's eyes swept around, and when he saw those frequent gazes, he immediately understood what he meant.

It's impatient to deal with these people too.

She was silent for a moment: "I remember you had a good amount of alcohol. ”

Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows: "The minister still has to protect His Highness, in case he gets drunk, it's always inappropriate." ”

Changshu didn't take his words seriously.

"General Mo, who is called a living god by the people of Xiliang, is afraid that a few glasses of water and wine will not work."

Xuan Mo raised his lips: "That's all rumors, I'm like this, which point does Your Highness think the rumors match?" ”

Changshu shook his head, looked at him and said: "None of them match, although they all say that you are iron-blooded and unkind, but in my opinion, when it comes to eight-sided exquisite and long-sleeved dancing, no one can compare to you." ”

If it weren't for that, how could he have gotten mixed up so much at such a young age, so that his father and emperor believed in him, and how could he let these powerful families on the border only respect him, but not fear.

Xuan Mo smiled and didn't deny it.

He raised his hand and poured a glass of wine for Changshu, and held it in one hand and sent it to her: "A glass to Your Highness." ”

Changshu was silent for a moment, took the wine he handed over and drank it all.

The wine stained the red lips, making the already red lips look a little more moist and shiny, Changshu wiped it with a handkerchief, and didn't notice that the eyes of the man standing on the side were deep, and the aggression hidden in the dark eyes was very strong.

But when Changshu looked at him, Xuan Mo lowered his eyebrows and eyes quietly, and the emotions in his eyes were clean.

Changshu had no idea why she couldn't think of coming to such a banquet in the first place.

She sat in her place bored, according to common sense, since this was the banquet of the Fu family, it should have been accompanied by the daughters of the Fu family, but when Xuan Mo sat beside her, not only did the daughters of the Fu family avoid it, but even most of the gentry clans in Fengyang City did not come up so unsightly.

But there are still a few who have the guts.

For example, Shu Zhao's son-in-law Zhao Guangzhi in his military camp.

Zhao Guangzhi seemed to know about the unpleasantness that had just happened between Changshu and Shu Jingqing outside the garden, he came over with wine, knelt down on one knee in front of Changshu, bowed his head and said respectfully: "See Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Changshu leaned back lazily and looked down at the man in front of him.

She still remembered the tone and gaze of this man who seemed to be a gift when he first went to her house to propose, and compared with his respect at the moment, Changshu suddenly wanted to know what kind of mood this man was in at the moment.

The humble peasant girl he thought would one day become his unattainable existence and become the pearl of the emperor's palm, such an identity change, it is obviously not so easy to accept it calmly without waves.

"Something?" Changshu's tone was indifferent.

"I have already heard about what happened outside the garden just now, and Neiko has a straightforward temperament, and if there is any offense, I ask Your Highness to forgive me or two."

Changshu smiled when she heard this: "It turns out that you are here to make amends for her." ”

"Yes." Zhao Guangzhi's expression was calm: "The last general will punish himself with three cups, and please ask His Royal Highness to have a large number of them, and don't worry about Neizi." ”

Changshu originally didn't plan to deal with Shu Jingqing.

After all, it's just a little girl in the back house, and it's really easy for her to deal with her, and it's a waste of energy and a boring thing for her to Changshu.

When she pulls down the third prince and destroys the Zhennan Protectorate, this little girl's life will not be much better.

watched him drink three glasses in a row, and poured another glass of wine and sent it to her: "The last general respects His Highness a glass, thank Your Highness for your magnanimity." ”

Changshu turned her head to look at Xuan Mo, her eyebrows raised slightly.

She didn't seem to say she didn't care about it, did she?

Xuan Mo nodded affirmatively.

It really wasn't said.

Changshu shook the glass of wine in front of his eyes, lowered his eyes and looked at the rippling water in the cup, and chuckled: "I heard that Deputy Lieutenant Zhao is now serving under the general, and now he is already the sixth grade. ”

Zhao Guangzhi lowered his eyes: "It's the general's love." ”

Xuan Mo spoke at this time: "In front of Her Royal Highness the Princess, you don't have to be so humble. ”

Speaking of this, Xuan Mo was stunned for a moment, and naturally remembered what Changshu said.

Excessive modesty can be hypocritical.

He looked at Changshu.

Changshu obviously remembered, she smiled, drank the wine in her hand, raised her eyes and said to Zhao Guangzhi: "Okay, this palace didn't plan to deal with her, after all, she called this palace cousin, but it didn't stagger, even for the sake of this trace of affection, this palace will not treat her well." ”

"However, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, not to mention that there are three thousand miles of appearance, and the royal family attaches more importance to respect and humility than blood kinship, Lord Zhao should understand the truth that there are no rules."

Zhao Guangzhi's eyebrows sank slightly.

He could tell that Changshu was beating him.

Pursing his lips, he said in a low voice: "Your Highness has taught you that the last general will guarantee that today's incident will never happen a second time. ”

What does this mean...... After he goes back, he will restrain Shu Jingqing well, and he will not ask her to be so presumptuous again.

Changshu looked at him with a hint of surprise.

Behind Shu Jingqing stood the Zhennan Metropolitan Protectorate and the Rongjun Palace, how dare he make such a guarantee?

Does he dare to teach Shu Jingqing a lesson?

"Alright, get up."

Changshu didn't embarrass him, "That's it, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

"Your Highness." Zhao Guangzhi stood up, raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on Changshu.

More precisely, he looked at the glass of wine in Changshu's hand.

Changshu smiled indifferently, brought the wine glass to her lips, and raised her head to drink it down.

Zhao Guangzhi glanced at her, then looked at Xuan Mo beside her, and lowered his head and said, "The last general will retire." ”

Xuan Mo looked at his departing figure, frowned and turned his head to look at Changshu: "Your Highness, don't you think he's a little strange?" ”

"What's weird?" Changshu bent her lips: "He came over to make amends and didn't pull Shu Jingqing over, so he didn't offend the palace, nor did he make Shu Jingqing unhappy, both sides were pleased, and he naturally didn't mind bowing his head in front of the palace at this time." ”

Having said that, Xuan Mo still felt that something was wrong.

"He left ...... so easily"

"That's because Bengong forgave Shu Jingqing so easily."

Changshu didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but Xuanmo knew this man better, he was thoughtful, and he was extraordinarily bent and extended, and most importantly, he once went to propose to Changshu.

Men know men, and Xuan Mo felt that with this alone, it was impossible for him to bow his head in front of Changshu so easily.

Respect and humility etiquette is respect and humility etiquette, and bowing your head outside of etiquette is another matter.

Changshu held a glass of fruit wine in her hand, and slowly brought it to her lips and sipped it gently.

Looking at Xuan Mo's serious expression, she just wanted to say if Xuan Mo was thinking too much, and the expression on her face was stunned.

Changshu slowly lowered her eyes, and the hand holding the wine glass tightened instantly.

There is a strange feeling in the body, like a fine and dense insect ant biting, and it seems that there is a tendency to intensify.