Mo Chen turned his head and curtsied, "Back to General Lu's army, the slave and maid are to send melons and fruits to the prince." ”

"You're also a kitchen maid?"

Today is the prince's birthday, the maids are all dressed in festive clothes, and a pink dress makes this little maid look pretty and extraordinary, Lu Xu can't help but take a look at it.

"Back to General Lu, slave and maid...... It's the maid in Aunt Bai's house, and there are not enough people in the kitchen today, and the slaves and maids ...... I went to the kitchen to help Mama Qiu. Mo Chen raised his eyes and was so shocked that his heartbeat missed half a beat.

This person is the silver-armored general who found her that night! But don't let him see anything.

"I see," Lu Xu waved his hand and said, "Go up." ”

The two breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly lowered their heads and went upstairs.

On the second floor of the water pavilion, colorful lanterns are hung, the lights are bright, several musicians in brocade costumes are playing and singing, and the dancers on the dance floor are also enchanting and wearing gorgeous makeup.

"The prince is in the prime of life, and the northern border is now in your pocket, and the future ...... The future is immeasurable, and the next official toasts you. An old man in his fifties and sixties smiled and picked up a wine cup.

Liao Chen, the secretary of the military department, has been in Yuzhou these days, and now the soldiers and horses of the Great Zhou have long been eaten by the Wei family, the Xiao family and the Su family.

"Lord Liao is overrated," King Zhenbei took a drink from the wine cup, squinted and smiled, "This king is also loyal to the emperor." The small tribes in the north will be a scourge sooner or later, thanks to Kuan'er. ”

Wei Youyan, the king of Zhenbei, still had black hair, and his words were full of coercion, except for a few furrows on his face, he couldn't tell that he was over sixty years old.

"The little prince defeated the Duotu tribe of the grassland at a young age, and he is really a hero." Liao Chen raised his wine glass with interest, turned his head to the green-robed man next to him, and said respectfully, "Xiaguan respects the little prince with a glass." ”

A bony hand picked up the wine cup, and the edge of the cuff was embroidered with a large auspicious cloud with gold wire: "Lord Liao praises falsely." ”

The man is only in his early twenties, his phoenix eyes are clear, he smiles when he sees people, his voice is low and hoarse, he is soft and noble, and his bearing is far better than that of the civil and military generals who are more than half a hundred years old in the banquet.

While a few people were greeting, Mo Chen and Yan Ru put the steamed fish and fruit plate on the table in front of the king and princess of Zhenbei, and then stepped aside.

The two of them stood in the corner with the tray for a while, waiting for a few maids who were waiting in the middle of the table to put the used cups and plates on the tray and take them back to the kitchen to be washed.

"You find a way to distract the guards, I'll kill the king of Zhenbei." After Yan Ru finished whispering, she took the tray and quietly approached behind Wei Youyan.

Mo Chen wanted to stop her but didn't dare to shout, so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

The odds of winning are extremely low in front of everyone's eyes, and even if they are lucky, the two of them will be pierced into hedgehogs by the palace guards who rushed over.

When Wei Youyan dies, Wei Shikuan will still ascend the throne and become the new king of Zhenbei, which will not be of much help to the current situation.

If you want to kill, you should kill father and son together! Thinking of this, Mo Chen's gaze staring at the back of Wei Shikuan's head had a bit of a strong murderous aura.

As if feeling the murderous aura behind him, the man in the light green brocade robe turned back suspiciously, but only saw a pile of used plates, and a cold gaze passed through the gaps in the plates, which was extremely incommensurate with the atmosphere of today's birthday banquet.

"Kuan'er?" Princess Zhenbei couldn't help but be suspicious when she saw her son staring at a pile of plates.

"It's fine." Wei Shikuan turned around and continued to talk and laugh.

Yan Ru was about to make a move at the king of Zhenbei, when she suddenly saw a dancing girl on the dance floor with unsteady footsteps and fell to the ground.