Chapter 325 Banquet

When everyone heard His Highness yelling, they raised their heads, and saw the master with a serious face, raising his hand to put his hood on the woman beside him. He tied the lace for her without haste, and then led her forward slowly.

The military general is fine, following His Highness's side is a strict military discipline, no matter how surprised he is, no one will show it to the outside. The smart people on the side of the civil servants were silent, only those who couldn't suppress their curiosity exchanged glances in private, and Zong Zhenglin caught them all in his eyes.

When leading the people into the paddock, at the lee of the foot of the mountain, there is a uniform navy blue tent, which can't be seen through the eyes, it should be used for setting up at night. In the middle is a bright yellow military tent, no matter its size or position, it is bright and eye-catching. Mu Xiyao stretched her neck, her eyes went straight to where he was standing.

"Bring the servant girl in to rest for a while. After half an hour, the hall will ask Wei Zhen to come and pick me up." There is still entertainment ahead, so there is no point in burdening her. Pat her vest lightly, urging people not to stand for too long in the cold windy weather.

You are so considerate. Appreciating his glance, he subtly shook Zong Zhenglin's fingers. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Yaonu secretly acted like a baby, then turned around immediately, and walked away dignifiedly.

Fengmu stared at her deeply for a moment, his fingertips were still warm, and the fingers that had been pulled by her were fisted. Zong Zhenglin lifted up his robe and strode away, facing the mountain wind, his cloak rattled.

Wei Zhen followed closely behind by half a body, raised her eyes slightly, and looked thoughtfully at His Highness's back. For some reason, His Highness always felt in a good mood. Could it be that just now that person said something pleasant again...

In the prince's camp, Mu Xiyao stared at the decorations inside with dumbfounded eyes. Is this the flattery of her subordinates, or is it just how her Highness behaves like this?

Wufu holds a Shounan wood dormitory, a huanghuali book table, green and green glazed vases, a chaise longue chair covered with mink fur, and even two ceramic glazed hand stoves for her daughter's home, placed on the brocade stool. Behind the screen, there is actually a dressing table mirror...

Looking at these objects, Mu Xiyao still didn't understand that His Highness the Sixth Highness ordered someone to take care of them in advance. Those people who greeted her just now, but no one knew that she was accompanying her today. I don't know what Zong Zhenglin's camp looks like when he is actually marching and fighting.

Went to the cleaning room, and when she came out, Huilan was calling for someone to clean up her usual things. Holding the most famous quinoa tea in the Northland in her hand, she picked out a purple clay cup, added tea and handed it to her. Fu patted the soft pillow behind her waist again.

Bringing a girl who has been used to since childhood is a good idea. Mu Xiyao bent her legs on the couch, squinted her eyes with satisfaction while holding the quinoa tea.

"Sa Ren, what time is it?"

The little maid ran outside to look at Geng Mo, and responded with a crisp voice, "Master, it's still half a quarter of an hour before noon."

Then the banquet should be held directly later. Mu Xiyao rolled her eyes, looked at the polished mirror surface on the makeup mirror table, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

To lure a snake out of its hole, one must bait it.

"Hui Lan, take the eyebrow stone specially given by His Highness last time, and then find that Wujinyun sleeve shirt." Mu Xiyao can imagine what a woman who is a waiter and clings to the powerful looks like with her eyes closed .

When Wei Zhen came to pick him up, he was almost dazzled by Master Yao's attire. It's not that it's too fancy to watch, but it's too stealthy, and it's obviously more thoughtful than when I was at the house.

This one wants to go out like this, well, don't even think about it, His Highness's face will never be good-looking.

"Master Wei, are you still leading the way?" Supporting Hui Lan's arm, she hadn't even entered the table yet, the airs had already been fully lifted.

The arms can't twist the thighs. Wei Zhenshi kept his mouth shut, and bowed down respectfully without saying a word. "Master, this way you go."

Ha ha two chuckles, floating over the head. Mr. Wei staggered under his master's cadenced compliment of "I've made some progress", and his face was a little hot.

This master is difficult to serve. It's unlucky to go against the opposite direction. People even make fun of it. The person on the top of His Highness's heart can only be humble in every possible way.

"Commander Wei, my concubine has something to do, I need to ask the Commander to do it for me."

What are you afraid of? Before Wei Zhen could stand up straight, Mu Xiyao's soft words made her complexion change in fright. Another thing to tell him to do? Or when His Highness is not around?

Master Wei felt a chill run down his spine, and faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Inside the tent built by the mountain, there are desks on both sides. The first place was set up alone on a high place, and it was Zong Zhenglin who sat on it. A bonfire was lit in the central open space. Although it was daytime, the clouds were very low, and the sky became darker, making Mu Xiyao feel like it was an evening scene.

"Lord Wei is here, Mrs. Mujin is here." Singing a promise interrupted the excitement of the banquet, everyone turned their heads and looked out in amazement, unexpectedly His Highness allowed Mrs. Mujin to attend. How is this kind of favor different from the family members in the prince's mansion?

Wei Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced coldly at the shut-eyed waiter. No matter how much he dared to put his name on top of this one. Singing promises like this is already a crime of disrespect to the master.

Mu Xiyao didn't care about this. She is now a woman outside His Highness, so naturally she is not as important as a close servant. He glanced over, but saw that the ground was covered with thick fur, and everyone was sitting on the ground, which felt like a sense of openness outside the Great Wall.

Zong Zhenglin raised his head and saw Mu Xiyao coming towards him wrapped in a peacock cloak. The felt hat is pressed down extremely low, and the figure is swaying, with all manners.

"Concubine, Your Highness please greet me." Ignoring the people on both sides, she murmured inwardly with her voice pressed down, Yao Yaoluo bowed her knees and bowed her head. I can't see the face and expression clearly, but the voice, twisting and turning so many tunes, was evoked by this woman's soft words, and everyone in the room disappeared without realizing it.

"Come forward and serve." Zong Zhenglin held the lamp in his left hand and raised his jaw slightly. Feng Mu stared at her figure, his eyes darkened.

Standing up to promise, the woman stepped forward, half an arm away, and sat upright with her knees supported. Turning half sideways to face him, raised a pair of green and white jade palms, caressed the brim of the hat in such a way, and slowly lifted the hood.

Because of the wide sleeves of the cloak, no one else could see her, but Zong Zhenglin's eyes suddenly narrowed when she was very close. He hesitated for half a second, stretched out his long arms, and hugged the person across his lap. Holding her side face with the palm of her hand, she twisted her enchanting hibiscus face to her chest.

Even though her face was covered with a light veil, and her eyebrows and eyes were so delineated by her that she didn't even need to look at his face to know that the one in her arms was an extremely seductive fairy.

Mu Xiyao took advantage of the situation and leaned on his chest, her eyes that were calculating at first, now showed a hint of anger.

Everyone was astonished, and even several generals in Zongzhenglin's private army lost their composure.

What is the meaning of this, Your Highness? In front of all the ministers, cuddling with a woman, even if you love him more than ever, you won't be flattered so much. Especially a few confidants and close ministers were even more shocked. The famous concubine Mu in Beijing is unparalleled, and she has two sons in a row, and she has never seen His Highness give such a big face.

Qi Qi turned his head to look at the Commander who stood behind His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, but saw that the adult who used to walk around in front of Concubine Mu, who was quite diligent in the past, didn't look sideways, with a serious look, not surprised at all, even Not even a frown.

Does this mean that she has full confidence in the side concubine in Jingli, and is not worried about that falling out of favor, or is she also able to enjoy herself in front of this lady?

Everyone below was in shock and confusion, and their confused thoughts had not been cleared up yet, when they saw His Highness leaning down slowly again, getting closer to the woman in front of him...