A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 722
Yuan Wuyou was not worried that the Qi soldiers would encounter any accidents, but was only worried that Gao Changgong would go into battle with injuries.

She also didn't expect that Yuwen Huaibi, who was like a puppet in the eyes of the world, was so prestigious on the front line that even emergency military information had to be decided by him?

So he raised his legs and followed, wanting to go back together.

But he was stopped by a sleeve with peacock feathers sewn on it.

There was a bright and flamboyant smile on Yuwen Queping's handsome face with rich features.

"Don't go, my dear! Although my brother doesn't have time to have supper with you, I'm still here. I'll eat his share as well."

Princess Xiangyang insisted on taking Yuan Wuyou out for a midnight snack, and she also said how great it was to have a barbecue restaurant in Xi'e City.

Yuan Wuyou looked at the row of imperial guards beside Yuwen Queping and felt it difficult to refuse their kindness.

When we got there, we found that it was a traditional roast meat restaurant run by the Xianbei people. The place was not big, with only a few tables, each separated by a mud wall, and each table was equipped with an iron stove and grill.

As soon as this group of people entered the house, they reserved the whole place.

Originally, there were other customers in the store, but Princess Xiangyang had the imperial guards drive them all away, saying that the royal family was on official inspection and it was inconvenient for ordinary people to get a glimpse of the emperor's face.

Yuan Wuyou originally wanted to stop her, but seeing her domineering look, he realized that she was used to it, so he just watched coldly from the sidelines.

As soon as they sat down, they automatically divided into groups. Bell and his wife took the initiative to sit at the table near the door, while Princess Xiangyang sat at the same table with Yuan Wuyou.

Yuan Wuyou originally wanted to call the couple over, but Bei'er spoke first and insisted on sitting at the door, saying that it would be convenient for him to protect her at all times.

Yuwen Queping was a regular customer, and while the others were arguing over seats, he had already asked the waiter to bring over some wine.

At that time, a young man in the store who was wearing traditional Xianbei clothes, knew that the guests were the princess and prince of the current dynasty, so he quickly brought two jars of wine over. He originally placed them on Yuan Wuyou's table, but Yuwen Queping raised his hand and pointed at Bei'er's table, and asked him to send that jar to him.

The waiter in the shop then carried a jar of wine and served one to Bell's table, but before the jar was put down, she raised her hand to stop it.

The girl's expression was unusually serious. She stood up suddenly, but her hand remained still as she blocked the jar of wine.

He also said to Yuan Wuyou, "I have to stand guard for you, so I can't drink."

Even the man in the half-sleeve robe behind her stood up, bowed his head and clasped his fists towards Yuan Wuyou. He didn't say anything, but he agreed with his wife with his actions.

The Xianbei servant was sweating profusely and looked at Princess Xiangyang in embarrassment, "Your Highness, this..."

Princess Xiangyang said to the princess in front of her, who was wearing a golden crown and royal family uniform, "Look at what you are saying. With me here, how can you harm your little one?"

Yuan Wuyou stood up helplessly and said, "Um, do you have sour plum soup and green plum green tea? Bring two pots for them."

Sister Queping beside him also took the opportunity to chime in, and enthusiastically agreed, "Cut two plates of your signature braised beef, and add some side dishes... Oh, yes, have a waiter cook."

"..."

In front of the relaxed and unrestrained Princess Xiangyang, Yuan Wuyou felt like a rookie soldier.

I couldn't help but feel reserved.

Obviously Yuan Wuyou didn't have much impression of her, but she was so familiar with him and kept calling him "Yaoer", making it sound like she was an old relative or friend who had known him for more than ten years.

In addition, he was not disgusted by her intimate behavior and enthusiasm, so he just let her do whatever she wanted.

So the two groups sat at two separate tables around the stove and ate the roasted meat. The Beier couple on the other side were very tactful. Seeing that the Princess Xiangyang was not only the sister of the Emperor of Zhou, but also arrogant and domineering, they were only warm to Jie Banyin, so they kept quiet.

In addition, the two of them were from the northern border, Shiwei people, and were used to being self-reliant. Even when the waiter wanted to help them turn over the oven, they refused to help.

Bell said that he has been using the stove to grill meat for more than ten years, so how could he not understand this job?
Her husband, on the other hand, was quite easy-going. He had already picked up a piece of raw meat and was feeding it to the big-tailed sable that had come out of his pocket.

On the other side, Yuwen Queping held the wine jar familiarly, took two white porcelain cups and filled them up, then placed the cups in front of Yuan Wuyou, then raised the wine glass.

"Come here, little one. I'll make a suggestion first. We won't go home until we're drunk today."

"..." Yuan Wuyou was silent for a moment, and tried to persuade:
"Although Xi'e City is the rear, it is not absolutely safe. Princess, why don't you——"

"——Okay! Don't try to persuade me. I'll do it first. You can do whatever you want."

Having said that, the elder sister drank it up with great enthusiasm.

"Hey!……"

Yuan Wuyou raised his hand to stop her, but just as he said a word, she pursed her lips and used her slender hands to turn the white porcelain cup upside down, showing him that there was not a drop of wine left in the cup.

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After drinking the wine in the cup, Princess Xiangyang poured herself another cup.

Yuwen Queping glanced at the serious and manly Queen beside him, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and found it a little funny.
"Don't be so tense, little one. Can your sister harm you? Besides, the imperial guards are standing guard outside. Aren't the guards sitting at the table next to you yours?"

Yuan Wuyou hurriedly explained, "I'm not on guard against you. I'm worried about Yuwen... Your Majesty, I don't know how the war situation will be when you go. I have to stay awake and wait for news, just in case you need my help."

After hearing her responsible words, Yuwen Queping could not bear to urge her to drink anymore, so he put down his glass and put some beef into her bowl.

"That's true. I can't let you down."

After a pause, she started chatting.

"Hey, what did you say to that kid Yuan Zizhu? After he brought you back, he rode away without looking back, and didn't let anyone follow him."

Yuan Wuyou had been hungry for a long time. At this moment, he held the wide sleeves of his big-sleeved shirt with one hand and picked up the beef slices in the bowl with chopsticks with the other hand without even raising his head.

"Nothing much, just some honest words that I saw with my own eyes."

"In fact, when I heard today that he beat you to death and didn't recognize any relatives, and almost kicked you off the city wall to death, I wasn't surprised. A man like him who is thirty years old and still hasn't stood up, either doesn't like women or is a pervert."

Yuan Wuyou chewed the warm beef slices silently, swallowed them down, and then spoke:
"He is indeed ruthless. But to say he can't stand up...why do you say that? Can his wife tolerate him?"

The two of them were talking about others, completely ignoring the fact that there was a Xianbei man cooking and roasting beef around the stove next to them.

Use wooden tongs to take out the roasted meat, place it on a plate, and sprinkle it with cumin, sesame and chili powder while it is still hot.

When Yuwen Queping heard the princess' question, he sneered.
"He hasn't even married yet, where does he get a wife?"

As she spoke, she did not forget to put some meat into Yuan Wuyou's bowl.

"Ah? That's indeed a bit unreasonable."

Yuan Wuyou picked up a piece of hot roasted beef and was about to lower his head to eat it when he remembered something and looked up at her again.