"When everyone is here, let's go to dinner. Zheng Xuan didn't give Li Zi a chance to refute. Li Zi obediently dismounted.

Zheng Xuan deliberately took two steps behind, turned his head to look at Mu Ge again, and deliberately emphasized: "I used to be in the fleet, and I went with you." It's the capital now, and you can't let the older people see your face. Jiang Li is too. ”

"Why is this ......" Madrigal and Dieyi looked confused.

Zheng Xuan glanced at Dieyi. Dieyi didn't dare to make a mistake, and silently followed Li Zi to the long table of food under the white tent.

"Especially Jiang Li. She has never seen your face, and she will not be able to see your face in the future. Zheng Xuan admonished, and then walked to the table with his hands in his hands.

Madrigal catches up and asks, "Why?"

"Don't ask why, you shouldn't know now. Zheng Xuan was categorical.

"Is it because I'm not good-looking?" asked Madrigal.

"It's not. Zheng Xuan said.

"Hmm. Madrigal reluctantly accepted.

"Not exactly. Zheng Xuan thought for a moment and replied again.

Madrigal almost cried out. However, the samurai of the temple have a tradition of arming to feasts since ancient times, and the faun has pushed this ancient style to the peak of the trend, he has made the semi-faceted helmet more ceremonial, and many people do not take off their masks in order to imitate the faun, but make their spouses unable to extricate themselves. Although Madrigal did not understand Zheng Xuan's rigidity, he could not find a reason to refute it.

Li Zi lives in an old house, with irregular stone walls looming under the cover of vines, more old than the smooth and shiny floating beehives of the capital, almost making it doubtful that the house can meet the daily needs of living. The shadow of the house sheltered a large garden in the shade of a thirty-metre-long white tent covered with a ten-metre-long table, and four maids moved in an orderly manner between the barbecue grill and the wine cellar, filling the goblets with crystal clear elixir.

"What's this red juice? Dieyi tugged at the sleeves of the madrigal, "It's different from the Jinxi wine you drank to celebrate the achievement." ”

Pastoral replied quietly, "I don't know either." But let's pretend to know. ”

"I feel sorry for you. Dieyi said sharply.

"Rich people are snake spirits. Foxes that can be killed with a fire spear have to ride horses to hunt, and it seems that the richer they are, the more they like to go far, so I don't understand their world. The madrigal sneered.

"It's called nostalgia. You don't make excuses for your poverty. "Butterfly has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth.

Pastoral turned his head to stare at Dieyi: "I'm not paying you a salary to be mean." ”

Dieyi smiled charmingly, "Oh, you're going to have to pay me to swallow the meanness back." ”

"......" Madrigal gently rubbed her temples. Li Zi seemed to deliberately ignore the pastoral song, and stood in the sun with Zheng Xuan waiting for the rider to return. Jiang Li rode his horse and galloped, holding a wild fox dangling high, as if showing off his achievements. Pastoral squinted at these people on paper, and smiled helplessly.

Did the false sense of accomplishment brought about by fox hunting make these people have the confidence to declare war on the entire universe? From the moment Jiang Li broke the olive branch handed by the Milky Way, the big ship of the Pantheon had sailed uncontrollably towards the dangerous sea. Thinking of this, a wave of tiredness hit her. He cultivated the "Hidden Land of the Sun" to level 5,000 in one go today, which made him a little tired.

Dieyi thought that the sleepy expression of the pastoral song was born because of herself, and her heart softened, so she approached with her back hand and whispered in his ear: "If it is for the husband, people may choose more euphemistic words." Think about it. ”

Madrigal found that every time she was sleepy, she could be scared by Dieyi's energy. He quietly refused: "How can I say that you are dead? I will not think about it! Not for a minute!"

Although she expected this to be the answer, this fierce reply still made Dieyi lower her head.

Jiang Li walked through the pastoral song with his head held high, and walked into the castle with a smile to change clothes, Li Zi was also surrounded and entered, Zheng Xuan took Li Du's hand and gave each other the seats of the guests; Huaiyi opened the chair of the guest with an expressionless face, set up the knife and fork, and spread the napkin, when Huaiyi finished doing this, Li Du immediately stopped being polite to the guests, and sat on Jiang Li's left hand side as a matter of course, and began to brag with Zhang Jisheng about his fox hunting awareness and skills. Huaiyi listened to the braggings of the two masters with a blank face, and he was afraid that he was sneering in his heart, and it was only when Li Du turned back to ask for confirmation that he changed his face to a warm smile like a face-changing trick, and then continued to be expressionless.

Pastoral Ge led Dieyi to stand behind Zheng Xuan, and he was not qualified to sit at all. But Dieyi's figure and posture quickly attracted Zhang Jisheng's attention, he changed to a correct sitting posture, and then touched his chin and asked Zheng Xuan: "Lord Zheng Xuan, is this the new race you have adopted?"

When Dieyi heard this, she was immediately nervous, afraid that Zheng Xuan would say something like "Do you like it, take it away!".

Sure enough, Zheng Xuan was very polite to the owner of Zhang, one of the five surnames, and replied with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is quite discerning, this woman is indeed in demand, and the God of War Temple also had good intentions, but they used too radical methods, so they fell out." ”

Li Du's eyes gradually focused on Dieyi's thin waist and chest, and he squinted his eyes and admired: "Exotic style, the most relieving of sorrow; This delicate girl is the best to take with her on a trip. ”

A cold little hand grabbed the five fingers of the pastor in a panic, and the madrigal felt the butterfly clothes tremble. Although Dieyi escaped Qu Jing's pursuit, it was only the beginning of another arrangement, and from the time she took refuge in the Pantheon, Dieyi began a life at the mercy of others. In fact, a smart person like her could have used her beauty to climb higher, but she wanted to live a free life, so she reached an agreement with Madrigal. Today, a new cage is closing in on her, and only Madrigal is worth believing in.

Zhang Jisheng seemed to hear the holy decree, clapped his hands and smiled: "Li Hou coincides with an expedition, in an extremely cold place, suffering from the border, and there is a need for someone to relieve boredom around him, I believe that Mrs. Li will not mind." ”

Li Du heard "Mrs. Li" as "Mrs. Li", and immediately mistakenly thought that male power had returned, and she was happy from head to foot, and was just about to open her mouth to ask Dieyi to be a maid, when she heard a cold answer: "No." ”

Zhang Jisheng kept a frozen smile and looked at the warrior behind Zheng Xuan with everyone in shock, as if he didn't believe what he had heard.

Pastoral held Dieyi's trembling little hand, and repeated angrily: "My subordinates are not gifts. If Your Excellency wants to make a request like Wu Han of the God of War Temple, please excuse yourself. ”

Dieyi lowered her head, no one dared to look at her, only to hold the warm and powerful hand of Muge tightly, which was her only life-saving straw. Madrigal's behavior of avoiding feelings was forgiven by Dieyi at this moment, because he was standing up at any cost, and Madrigal's ruthless rejection seemed irrelevant at this moment, because his cherishment of Dieyi had been revealed.

The pastoral song collided with Li Dusk, but Zhang Jisheng didn't think it was wrong, but watched from the wall, pinching the eight characters to see the jokes, which shows that he didn't really think about Li Dusk. Li Du lost face, pointed at the pastoral song with his hand, and looked at Zheng Xuan with his eyes, as if to say, how do you care about your people?

The whole world is waiting for Zheng Xuan to speak. Dieyi lowered her head, her little heart fluttered, and she kept blaming herself, causing trouble for Madrigal again...... I knew that I should dress modestly.