My host is losing his horse again

Chapter 61 Farewell My Concubine
He knows a thing or two about the name of this white-clothed military division, and in the past, he would never reuse it.After all, how could a person who grew up in Daxuan sincerely plan for Beirong and think from the standpoint of Beirong.

Hearing a light cough, Shu Shang suddenly came back to his senses, and found that he was staring at a man, and suddenly felt cold.

Although he's just a bitch, he's also a tough man, okay? !

Maybe it was bigger than me when I took it out.

Shu Shang's eyes sharpened for a moment, "There is a kind of flower in Beirong called Dabre. In Beirong language, it is called the most beautiful moon on the grassland. It blooms at night, and it is even more beautiful than the epiphyllum you announced."

"This kind of flower is highly poisonous, and there is no cure for it... So, is the military division just like this Dabre, seductive, fascinated, and then pick up the opportunity to give a fatal blow?"

Xie Fengliu put down his hand covering his lips, the smile in his eyes never diminished.

"In the eyes of King Beirong, I am really flattered to be able to compare with this 'most beautiful moon'," Xie Fengliu said softly, "I will definitely go and see what Dabre looks like in the future."

"..." Shushang frowned.

He admitted that he couldn't see the emotion in the military division's eyes.

But that love will never be real.

People in Daxuan are used to using unrealistic measurements, so don't be fooled by this person.

After making up his mind, Shu Shang ignored the unhappiness in his heart, raised his hand and poured himself a full glass of wine.

"When you come to Beirong, the military division must learn to drink."

Xie Fengliu lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the wine glass on the table.

"My humble surname is Xie, and my last name is Merry. Your Majesty can just call me Merry."

"……stop."

Xie Fengliu stood up and made a big proclaiming ceremony: "Your Majesty, rest early, and resign from your humble position."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Shu Shang's expression, the door curtain was lifted.

Shu Shang held the wine glass in his hand, frowned and carefully recalled the true meaning of Xie Fengliu's series of words just now.

In the end I am... Where did I annoy the military division?
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Beirong people have many festivals, and there are about four or five good days for celebration in a month.

It is said that today is the time when Beirong girl confesses her love to her sweetheart. At night, a bonfire will be lit and there will be a song and dance.

"Your Highness, military advisor, please..."

"No please! I won't go!"

The eldest princess was still angry with Xie Fengliu, but when she heard his name, she lost all interest.

"..." The servant girl remembered the military adviser's entrustment, and gritted her teeth and said, "The king of Beirong will also go. The military adviser said that if you really don't want to marry, you can choose another son-in-law...he will find a way for you."

"...He will be so kind?" The eldest princess was dubious.

It's not that she hates Shushang or anything like that, it's that the group of soldiers and bandits from Shushang made a deep impression on her the day she came, she subconsciously thought they were all in the same group, and felt a little repulsed.

Gu Zihan looked at the servant girl's face, "Xie Fengliu really said that?"

The servant girl nodded heavily: "Yes."

"...Okay! Then I'll take a look."

The servant girl breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, Your Highness has been stuck in the tent these days, it's really time to go out and have a look..."

After Xie Fengliu asked someone to pass the news to the princess maid, he took the medicine from the guard and drank it in one gulp without changing his expression.

Finally, he put down the bowl slowly, picked up the candied fruit on the plate and put it into his mouth.

She closed her eyes slightly, her face paler than before.

The candied fruit has been stored for a long time, and it is sweet and bitter.

"Is there any news about Emperor Cong?"

The guard put the bowl on the table, stood aside and respectfully said: "Nothing. It is said that the ministers in the court have been peaceful for a few days, and Emperor Cong ate well and slept well these days, obviously he did not let Princess Zhaoyang get married. In my heart."

(End of this chapter)