The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Chapter 437 Zai’s little vest is about to fall off

As soon as Juntang and his ministers entered the palace, Shanyu's face turned dark.

The military officer Luoting came to him, condescending and arrogant: "I heard that Shanyu is ill, so you should take good care of yourself!"

"Come here, send Shanyu back and have a good rest!" Juntang ordered.

Immediately, the Huns soldiers stepped forward.

In the hall, no one made a sound.

Bai Su couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Yo hoo!

There is a good show!

Bai Su went to get the pot.

Xiao Jue had already picked up the teapot, poured a cup into Bai Su's hand.

Bai Su drank tea and watched with gusto.

The old man Shanyu's face was livid, he picked up Fengyang from his side and left.

The passing moment.

However, Juntang Junchen blocked the way of the old Shanyu, glanced at Fengyang, and said loudly: "Why is there not even a person to pour wine!"

Fengyang suddenly looked at Juntang Junchen, in disbelief.

This is to ask her to serve as a wine waiter.

She is the most noble princess of Nanyue, and she is also the Yan clan of the Xiongnu.

Fengyang looked at the old Shanyu.

Old Shanyu's eyes were burning with anger, and his veins were bulging even more as he held Fengyang's hand.

But, in the end~
He let go of Fengyang and left.

In an instant, Fengyang's face turned pale.

She instinctively turned to Xiao Jue, like a drowning person eager to grab a piece of driftwood.

Xiao Jue is cutting the leg of lamb.

He saw Bai Su almost finishing one piece, then cut off another piece and handed it over.

The meat of the lamb hind legs is moderately fat and lean, and is the most delicious.

But the pieces of meat cut by Xiao Jue are not only the right size, but also more suitable for fat and thin. The most important thing is that the meat is always hot.

Bai Su ate salted mutton with tea, and was busy watching a play, gurgle-gurgle-gurgle, just like a little squirrel just eating and joining in the fun.

Xiao Jue looked at it and couldn't help but smile fondly.

In his eyes, there was only Bai Su.

Fengyang tightened her grip tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Fengyang is beautiful.

Especially now, like a broken lotus.

Unfortunately, no one was watching.

The soldiers and ministers of Luotang went straight to the seat of the old Shanyu.

Originally, there were two small tables placed side by side in the first place.

One on the left and one on the right, two feet apart.

However, the military officer Luotang pulled the table to the side of the saint and sat down.

The saint's face instantly turned cold: "Please, King Zuo Xian, please respect yourself!"

"You haven't poured the wine yet!" Juntuan said in a rough voice as if he hadn't heard anything.

Fengyang trembled.

But in the end, she gritted her teeth and walked towards Juntang.

However, she glanced at Bai Su out of the corner of her eye, with mad jealousy and murderous intent in her eyes.

Bai Su was helpless.

What does this have to do with her?
Why do you only hate her?

Just because she is the heroine?

However, the real power of the Xiongnu was indeed in the hands of Luoting military officials.

He didn't kill the old Shanyu probably because he wanted to stabilize the various tribes.

Suddenly, Bai Su's eyes flashed.

A powerful aura enveloped the entire hall.

There is a peerless master hidden here.Bai Su looked at Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue stared outside the hall with a solemn expression.

"King Guli, what's wrong, Young Master Huyan fell into a manure pit!"

At this time, a Huns soldier hurriedly came in to report.

As soon as he finished speaking, a stench wafted in.

I saw two Xiongnu soldiers running towards me carrying a child on a board. When they saw that the military minister and the holy girl were also there, they were so frightened that they knelt down outside the hall in a hurry and did not dare to carry it in.

I saw that it was the boy from the Huyan family on the wooden board.

At this moment, the boy was covered in feces.

Although it has passed the beginning of spring, Mobei is still covered in ice and snow.

The feces was frozen on the body.

The boy's face was scratched and his clothes were torn. It looked like he had been beaten.

It's so cold that more air comes in and less air comes out.

At this time, the little Zai walked in with his little hands on his back.

He also wears a wooden mask on his face and has feathers on his head. He is an airy little savage!

The saint's eyes froze.

Dan Mujizi's eyes widened and he looked at Bai Su in disbelief.

What did this woman do to the noble little prince?
When the little boy walked past the boy, he immediately covered his little nose in disgust, and the little milk snake on his shoulder also covered his little face with his tail.

The same little movements, the same little expressions.

If you don't like it, don't let it go.

"Ada, it's him who beat me and pushed me into the pit, that's him~"

When the boy saw the little boy, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

In an instant, Hu Yanjie's eyes turned cold.

Hu Yanyiyi was so angry that her face turned blue.

After humiliating her, she was also humiliating her brother. This bitch Bai Su was going to trample the Huyan family under her feet and humiliate her!

Although, she couldn't touch this bitch for the time being.

But today, she was going to make this bitch's brother pay a heavy price!
Let this bitch taste the feeling of losing his brother.

"Holy girl, originally I was lucky enough to be able to go to Xirong to play with the little prince. But now it seems that I am afraid that I won't be able to go because of my health, and I will disappoint the little prince!"

Hu Yanyiyi knelt down with red eyes, but raised the corners of her mouth.

The saint dotes on the little prince the most.

No matter what kind of relationship Bai Su had with the Saint, they could never be closer to the little prince.

To hit the little prince's playmate is to hit the little prince in the face.

Besides, she knew.

Just now King Zuo Xian invited the saint to come over and asked to marry the saint.

Since then, Xirong and the Xiongnu have been one family.

The saint will naturally turn to the Huns, to her.

The little kid ran to Bai Su's side and fell softly into Bai Su's arms.

Bai Su poured tea for him.

The little thing has been thirsty for a long time.

But he glanced at the saint in front of him, and quickly covered the wooden mask on his face again, for fear that it would fall off.

Bai Su couldn't help but glance at his face and chuckle.

Hu Yanyiyi looked at this scene and became even more determined.

Look at the arrogance of these two people, they don't take the saint in their eyes at all.

You know, saints value respect and inferiority the most.

"Ask the Holy Lady to make the decision for my brother!" Huyan leaned on the ground.

"How did you know that the little prince would be disappointed? Perhaps, the little prince doesn't like this playmate at all, and it's too late to be happy!"

At this time, Bai Su spoke leisurely and touched little Zai's head: "Azai, isn't it?"

"Yes! I don't like him!" the little boy said sharply.

In an instant, all eyes fell on the little boy.

(End of this chapter)