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Chapter 533 Prince, do you dare to marry? (42)

His body is really too bad, his thin body seems to be blown down by a gust of wind.

His face was whiter than paper, without a trace of blood.

She also realized what many people didn't notice, that his brows were always slightly furrowed, never letting go.

The hand always presses the temple intentionally or unintentionally.

It must have been a terrible headache.

It's all like this, and I'm still here under the wind, I really don't care about my body at all.

Tangxi pursed her lips tightly, feeling like she hated iron but not steel.

"Now I'm not doing enough. A small lieutenant general can't stand shoulder to shoulder with the queen's most beloved prince."

She has to do more, climb faster, and have enough status to be able to miss the person she likes.

Only by standing high enough can you get closer to him.

Only by walking close can we always pay attention to his physical condition and prevent accidents.

When Tangxi returned to the banquet, both civil servants and generals passed out drunk.

There are few sober ones, and the old marshal is one of them.She is highly respected, has made countless contributions, and is already old, no one can force her to drink.

So after a night, the old Marshal remained motionless, watching the commotion quietly, like an outsider.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her head slightly, and met Tangxi's gaze without any surprise.

His eyes suddenly softened, and with a kind smile on his face, he waved to Tangxi.

Tangxi paused slightly, and walked over hesitantly. As soon as she got to her side, it was like a transparent cover separating them from the outside world.

This one was exceptionally quiet.

"Xiao Ning." The old marshal stretched out his skinny hand, grabbed Tangxi's hand, exerted a little force, but smiled very kindly: "Everyone is drinking, why don't you go over together, you see, those brats are drinking too much Hitting southeast and northwest."

She smiled and pointed to the people not far away, and the brats she was referring to were the generals who came from the border together.

Tangxi couldn't understand her intentions, so she replied honestly: "Wine is not suitable for me, I can't get used to it after drinking it many times."

To describe it as being unable to adapt is to beautify her drinking capacity.

To tell the truth, she can only drink a little better than a glass.

I have drank it many times before, one or two cups of the smallest volume each time, and I will feel dizzy if I drink too much.Fall into a state of intoxication.

Seeing her wronged and innocent appearance, the old marshal smiled even more heartily.

After laughing enough, he said: "Xiao Ning, help me up."

Tangxi quickly lifted her up.The weight of a person is easy for her.What's more, it's just an old man who is not very strong.

The old marshal knew of her supernatural power, but it was the first time he had personally experienced it.

Her relaxed appearance made the old marshal's eyes shine.

Can't help but pat the back of her hand: "Not bad."

Tangxi looked at her in a daze, blankly.

We don't know anything, and we dare not ask.

The old marshal refused to say more, and raised his hand to take care of him.

The palace servants who had been guarding around hurried over: "Marshal, what are your orders?"

The old Marshal coughed lightly: "Help send some people to take them to the carriage at the Marshal's Mansion at the gate of the palace. There are already people waiting there, and they will send them back."

"Yes."

The palace man bowed his knees and saluted, and walked away backwards.

The old marshal pulled Tangxi: "Let's go, let's stroll out."

"Ah."

Tangxi nodded, supported her all the way, and walked slowly towards the gate of the palace.

I thought the old marshal had something to say to her.

But he walked all the way to the gate of the palace, such a long way, and after walking for so long, the old marshal was very calm and didn't say a word.

Along the way, only the shallow breathing of the two could be heard.

When he walked out of the palace gate, the old Marshal suddenly stopped.

"Marshal?" Tangxi couldn't suppress her curiosity and couldn't help asking.

The marshal didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the silent Kyoto in the dark night, under the moonlight, the outline of the eaves loomed in the darkness, like a giant beast sleeping.

At this moment, her eyes flickered, with a depth and sadness that others could not understand.

After a long time, she turned around and looked at the majestic palace gate.

Whether it is day or night, the tall outline of the palace is very magnificent, and people look in awe from a distance.

The light in the old marshal's eyes became deeper and deeper.

After a long time, he let out a low sigh.

"I'm still old after all."

Her exclamation was inexplicable, and Tangxi couldn't feel it at all. It had nothing to do with what she just read.

But she never said a word.

Because she understands, if she can't see it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Since the old marshal sighed once, he must have thought of something.

And that must be a time she knew nothing about and never participated in.

The old marshal was silent for a long time before he spoke again in a low voice: "When you are old, you have to admit it. It's just a pity that although I still want to protect this piece of land, I am powerless."

Tangxi seemed to understand but not understand.

She bit her nails, as if she understood something.

The old marshal turned his eyes to look at her, and the darkness in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Still looking at her kindly: "Xiao Ning, thank you for walking this distance with me, an old lady, tonight. In the future, I will continue walking like this, okay?"

The feeling of enlightenment is getting deeper and deeper, but there is always a layer of fog that prevents it from rushing out.

She could only lick her lips, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

When the old marshal heard this word, he seemed to be greatly comforted, and he was very happy.

After laughing silently for a while, she pushed Tangxi's hand that supported her, and motioned her to look at the palace gate: "They are here, take them back, as the only one who is awake, take care of them tonight, okay, Ben Shuai should go back too."

She nodded with a smile, turned around and walked towards the carriage that had parked behind the two of them.

The groom reached out to support her, but she frowned and avoided it.

He climbed into the carriage by himself, and the curtain was lowered to cover her face.

The coachman waved his whip, and the horses pulled the carriage and quickly disappeared into the street.

Only then did Tangxi turn around, and saw the comrades carried out by a group of palace people.

Unable to bear the headache, he rubbed the center of his brows.

It's okay to be honest and drunk, except for the cheerful voice, there is nothing satisfying.

Those who were drunk and dishonest were all carried out by others, and they barked their teeth and claws to ask for wine. In addition to carrying them, the injured palace people had to hold down their hands and feet.

When they were delivered to the gate of the palace, a layer of crystal appeared on the foreheads of the palace people visible to the naked eye.

Following their appearance, an oversized carriage also stopped at the gate of the palace.

The badge of the Marshal's Mansion above is very conspicuous.

With the cooperation of the palace people, a group of people were sent to the carriage.

Tangxi himself jumped onto the carriage shaft and sat on the other side of the carriage.

The groom roused the horses, and the carriage wobbled into the night.

(End of this chapter)