Chapter 143 His thoughts.
The smile in the corner of Sining's mouth gradually disappeared.
Looking at the direction of the girl's leave, Sining picked up the tea cup on the table and sipped her tea.
A pair of gentle eyes raised again, and the cold eyes fell on Jingmo, who had not yet left.
There is no sword on the waist of Jingmo.
On the palace feast, no one can wear weapons except the Royal Forest Army.
He raised his eyes slightly, looking at Jing Mo's eyes with a bit of coldness.
Jingmo also felt the sight.
He straightened his body, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at Si Ning.
He bowed slightly as a salute: "I've seen Mr. Si."
It seemed to see him.
Si Ning smiled indifferently, but said: "Master Pei is a powerful minister. If you really don't want to drink, even if you offend the envoys, it shouldn't matter."
The slow tone contained a hint of coolness.
Jingmo pretended not to understand, but still looked respectful: "What Mr. Si Ning said is absolutely true. I will definitely tell you."
Sining slightly hooked his lips, his tone was cold: "Master Jingmo, I heard that the wounds in the scapula some time ago have not healed so far."
Jingmo nodded: "Mr. Laos Ning is concerned, the adult said that it was probably because of the water, so it was serious."
Si Ning heard the words, but smiled at his eyes.
"If Mr. Jingmo is serious, why don't you pay more attention to your master when he is applying the medicine tonight, maybe you will find something unexpected."
Jingmo scratched his head, not quite understanding what Si Ning meant.
But he just cupped his fists and bowed, then turned around and left.
……
On the other side, when Jiang Wushuang came to his feast, he saw Pei Du's seat at a glance.
——Being surrounded by several envoys from Beihuai.
The wound on Pei Du's shoulder was not healed, and Jiang Wushuang twisted his eyebrows, and glanced inside across the figures.
——The red plum on the chest seems more gorgeous.
The wound was bleeding.
Jiang Embrnar's eyes were shy, and took a few steps to the crowd.
"I heard that Lord Wan Jin, Chief Assistant, has a peerless talent that is unparalleled in the world. I wonder if I am lucky enough to do so. I would like to propose a toast to you."
"I have heard of the deeds of Lord Chief Assistant for a long time. Sir, I would like to propose a toast to you!"
"Sir, don't refuse!"
"Lord Chief Assistant..."
Seeing this, the guests of the seat, the courtiers, looked at each other and did not dare to step forward.
——It is not afraid of those foreign envoys.
It's just that the Chief Assistant rarely drinks at banquets. If he really presses hard and insists on letting the Chief Assistant drink a drink, then it will be a group of ungrateful people like him who can't get off the stage.
Everyone present was obviously eating Pei Du's closed doors, and never dared to forasting.
Even if he really worshiped, he dared to let Master Pei drink with tea and drink himself.
These barbarians from Beihuai are really rude.
All the guests watched calmly, wondering when the chief minister would become angry.
After waiting for a long time, I did not wait.
Those envoys are naturally unclear. After a while, this toasting action is not respectful.
Several envoys deliberately stepped forward, pretending not to hold the wine glass firmly, and the Jinbo wine spilled on Pei Du's neat and clean clothes.
Seeing this, Jiang Embrough saw a few steps, and grabbed the wrist of the envoy!
She secretly made her power.
"Ding dong——" a sound.
The wine glass in the hands of Chen fell to the ground instantly and smashed the feet of the crowd!
In order to avoid the splashing of the wine, those ministers took a few steps subconsciously, and finally farthed away from Pei Du's seat. "Click--"
The envoy didn't even react and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Afterwards, he finally felt the pain coming from his wrist.
It wasn't too strong, but for some reason, his hand suddenly couldn't exert any strength and was trembling slightly.
In the eyes of others, Jiang Jinshuang just touched the envoy's wrist, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Therefore, when the painfulness of the envoys came, although the sound of the bones came, the envoy did not take it seriously.
Several envoys scattered.
Jiang Embrough stood in front of Pei Du, and looked at a few envoys with a smile: "Everyone, Master Pei is unwell and is inconvenient to drink."
With that said, Jiang Jinshuang turned around and glanced at Pei Du.
The tail of his clothes was stained with wine, and his green embroidered robe was smeared with a bit of green dampness.
Jiang Embriu felt that his cleanliness was committed again.
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Frozen slightly, and slowly moved up at the sight of the tail, Jiang Wushuang saw the red plum on Pei Du's chest.
Not just embroidered.
There are also blood transparent.
Seeing her coming, Pei Du raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were clear, calm and unruffled: "Your Highness."
Just called her like this, and my tone was slightly sullen.
It must be that the wound is open and he is enduring the pain.
Jiang Jinshuang's eyes turned red and she slightly clenched her knuckles.
She was angry.
But this anger does not come from feeling sorry for Pei Du, it just feels...a pity?
She managed to bandage the wounds, and she also promised to take care of Pei Du.
Jiang Embriu felt that these people rushed to find pumping, so they had to live with her.
"I have always heard that Lord Pei and His Highness the Princess are not on good terms, but now it seems that they are all rumors."
This is not what this group of envoys say, but through those graceful dancers, from the opposite side of Wen Fengcang.
Wen Fengcang smiled and crooked his head at Jiang Woo Shuang, raised the glass on his hand, and looked at her with a smile.
Jiang Jinshuang was in a bad mood.
But Jiang Embrang, when he was in a bad mood, he could pull his mouth and laugh.
"Since His Royal Highness has heard of these rumors, it should also have heard that the palace is the person in the palace, protect the shortness."
Dogs have to look at the owner.
Whether she and Pei Du are in harmony is also Wan Jin's business. As a foreign minister, Beihuai is not qualified to interfere with this.
"Oh? Really?" Wen Fengcang smiled softly through the dancer's sleeves, "Then how do you want to protect the princess?"
"To say this, the palace is not a weak woman. Even if it is a short protection, it is not painful and itchy for the great prince's Hall."
Despite this, Jiang Wushuang held a glass of wine, passed through those dancers, and walked in front of Wen Fengcang.
"I would like to propose a toast to the eldest prince."
Speaking, Jiang Embrnar leaned slightly and touched the cup with Wen Fengcang.
"In fact, not only His Royal Highness has heard some rumors of the palace, the rumors of the palace also know a little about the big prince."
"Oh?"
"Smelling Feng Cang," Joining the timing of leaning, Jiang Wushuang laughed, tilted his head, "I heard that your father has a brother who is out of the way."
"Guess, if he secretly recharges his energy, will he remove you from the position of prince?"
For a moment, the smile at the corner of the mouth of Wen Fengcang suddenly solidified.
There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and he turned around suddenly, looking straight into Jiang Jinshuang's smiling eyes.
But after she said this, she got up and didn't say anything, and turned to leave.
Come to Pei Du.
Jiang Jinshuang lowered her eyes and said, "Let's go and change clothes first."