Chapter 798

Xiao mubai's words can be regarded as referring to the hearts of Deng Qizhong, Yan Jianghong and Shan Xiangpeng. They answered his words one after another and shouted to see how handsome the little Marquis was.

Xiao mubai, who had been looking at the full moon rising eastward, suddenly looked cold again. He glanced back at the three people who were making a fuss. His tone was silk unhappy, frowned and said, "don't wash it."

There was a look of consternation on the faces of the teasing three, and they naturally didn't dare to say anything more.

Early summer also noticed a trace of displeasure in his tone, but he was surprised at how his fire was so inexplicable.

It seems that he has changed back to his previous clothes and restored the appearance of Yidao. Xiao mubai seems to have returned to the virtue they first met.

This temper is very big

The only one who has a clear mind and is still trying to laugh in such a depressed atmosphere is about cold SA.

The king of his family is jealous again

Wu Getai finished handling the remains of odeng gerile and walked around. When he saw a group of people coming up, his expression was faint and gloomy, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressed.

He smiled and calmly spoke to Xiao mubai: "as soon as our army arrives, it will be the day when the fortress will be closed and destroyed. At that time, we will go our separate ways. We don't know when we can meet again in the future. What if we don't take this opportunity to have a chat in the carriage?"

Xiao mubai nodded slightly and saluted him. They walked humbly to the Mongolian camp.

At the beginning of summer, no one called him, so he followed up with a shy face.

Xiao mubai's original cold face softened by two points, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

Wu Ge Tai raised his eyebrows at the beginning of summer: "is the little Marquis also interested?"

"That's nature." At the beginning of summer, he took two steps to compete with Xiao mubai. He thought that Wu Getai was full of bad water. He had to keep up and watch for fear that Xiao mubai would lose.

The three of them got on the carriage that had been prepared by Wu Getai. There was not only wine in it, but also tender tea for Xiao mubai.

At the beginning of summer, he took the lead in pulling out the wine bag. The famous horse milk wine of Mongolian nationality has only been smelled in the courtyard of Aodeng gerile in his previous life and has never been drunk.

At present, I can realize a small regret of my previous life.

Seeing that he had a good drink, Wu Getai smiled at Xiao mubai and said, "this little marquis is is much more heroic than you."

Xiao mubai saw that although he was addicted in one breath, he also knew that there was still another war to be fought, and he didn't want to drink again, so he didn't say him. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at Wu Getai: "I think the five princes didn't sigh about this matter when they asked me to come this time."

Wu Getai poured him a bowl of crisp tea and just sat down opposite him, smiling more and more kindly.

Xiao mubai raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't help asking, "state affairs or private affairs?"

At the beginning of summer, he leaned on one side of the carriage with one leg bent, his back on Xiao mubai's shoulder, and lifted the curtain with his hand, as if looking at the moonlight outside, but his ears stood up to listen to Wu Getai's answer.

His easy face, although it looks very ordinary, is full of natural and unrestrained posture.

Wu Getai's eyes showed a trace of cunning: "it's a state matter and also a private matter."

Xiao mubai took a sip of crisp tea and said softly, "Oh?"

Wu Getai put his arm on the table and didn't worry about getting down to business. Instead, he asked him, "how does this crisp tea taste?"

Xiao mubai drooped his eyes for a moment and just pushed the tea bowl: "I'm not used to drinking. I'm not used to drinking Mu Hong if I want to come."

Wu Ge was stunned at the color of the table. At the beginning of summer, he coughed softly beside him. He couldn't help putting down the curtain and made up for himself: "the wind is still strong, choking..."

Wu Getai's ears were slightly red, and a seemingly calm but actually embarrassing smile floated on his face: "I've had a good time with the ninth Princess these days in Beijing. His Highness the king of ink, why do you have to beat mandarin ducks with a stick."

Xiao mubai looked up at him, his expression was calm, and his tone was very flat: "the premise must be a mandarin duck, which is called Bangda."

The words were a little choking, but Wu Getai was not angry, but relieved: "Your Highness, don't you give the right of choice to the ninth princess?"

Xiao mubai drooped his eyes and didn't speak. He looked at the tea bowl tilting slightly because of the bumpiness, and the floating foam in it had not yet dissipated.

When Wu Getai saw him silent, he then opened his mouth: "Your Highness the king of Mo said at the beginning that if I had the life to return to the Mongolian nationality, I would mention it again."

Xiao mubai chuckled: "how did you get back? Do you need to tell me in detail?"

At the beginning of summer, the index finger on the window coffin gently lit the crossbar, thinking that Xiao mubai's words were really bad, and he really didn't leave any kindness.

Since the letters were unblocked, it is naturally clearer in early summer than Xiao mubai how Wu Getai first mixed into Shi Jiajun.

Without Xiao mubai's rescue first and Bingwen's help later, whether Wu Getai can live or not is two things to say.

But even so, they helped Wu Getai in this way. It's really not a gentleman to cross the river and tear down the bridge and face people.

What's more, it's the face of Mongolian Khan in the future.

At the beginning of summer, I couldn't help but pretend to take a bowl of crisp tea and taste it. I leaned over to peek at Wu Getai's expression.

At this point, I sincerely admire his self-restraint.

Wu Getai can still smile and be gentle at this time.

At the beginning of summer, I sipped crisp tea, smashed it, and sighed with emotion. How can this vast grassland bring up such a gentle, free and easy, elegant and uninhibited boy.

When he tutted his mouth and sighed in his heart, Xiao mubai couldn't help swallowing twice, and his Adam's apple rolled with it.

Because he drank the bowl of crisp tea he just picked up in early summer.

That's all. The place where he sipped at the beginning of summer was also the place where he had just sipped.

"I really owe the great kindness of his highness King Mo and the Marquis to return to the Mongolian people this time." Wu Getai frankly admitted that he didn't notice the difference between them. As soon as the conversation was transferred, he said, "but I also helped you a lot. The Mongolian army's thousands of miles of attack also consumes manpower and materials. Your highness, you see, I'm also empty of people and money. Even the previously occupied cities will be returned by promise. Isn't that sincere?"

The tone was sincere and the appearance was sincere. Even at the beginning of summer, he couldn't help nodding. He felt that the Wu grid platform was really interesting. According to his words, he did suffer a loss.

Xiao mubai glanced at the red lips at the beginning of summer, which became more and more shiny because he had just drunk crisp tea.

His heart was filled with ripples, but his mind was clear and clear, and his tone was still light: "if the five princes don't help, can the Mongols sit down with Shi Jiajun and occupy the city? Let's say, even if they can lay down a quarter of the territory of the state of Xiao, can those territories be regarded as yours?"