Runaway Mengfei is not easy to mess with

Chapter 1096 Drunk talk?

Yuan Xuan shivered from the pain, and pretended to be calm on the surface.

Hearing this, Jamuhe hesitated a bit, if it was an ordinary woman, he would ask for it, even Yuan Xuan would not dare not offer it.

But this is Yuan Xuan's fiancée, so it's hard for him to speak.

Just looking behind Yuan Xuan, the beautiful figure with her head bowed, only revealing her snow-white neck, couldn't bear to part with it.

After hesitating for a while, Zamuhe laughed, and praised Xilinglan out of nowhere, her extraordinary appearance and elegant temperament, such a woman, even if she is a princess.

He also hinted in words that if Yuan Xuan dedicates Xiling Lan to him, he will definitely be rewarded heavily, he can choose the jewels as he pleases, and he can even give up half of the command of the personal guards who have been reluctant to let go on weekdays.

Yuan Xuan heard Jamuhe's unbearable meaning inside and out, and his heart was full of anger, his fists were clenched under the table, and his veins were bulging.

Really couldn't listen anymore, Yuan Xuan frowned, his body tensed, if it wasn't for Ah Lan's serious injury, this wouldn't be a good time to do it, he really wanted to kick Jamuhe over.

How dare you miss Ah Lan, and seek death!

It's just that he is not an impulsive person. Even if his anger reaches its peak, his rationality will still stop him. If he really makes a move, he will not be afraid. What will Alan do?
He couldn't let anyone hurt a single hair of Ah Lan.

The humiliation at this time, let's write it down for the time being, in the future, in the future, Jamuhe must make life worse than death.

Yuan Xuan, with a livid face, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and Xi Linglan behind him naturally heard the meaning behind Zamuhe's words.

I was secretly angry in my heart, but the current situation made me and Yuan Xuan have some scruples, so I could only endure it, and I will definitely find my way back in the future.

Patting Yuan Xuan's iron fist reassuringly, the two exchanged glances, years of tacit understanding, needless to say, they knew what the other was thinking.

Instead, he calmed down.

Xilinglan continued to bow her head behind Yuan Xuan and pretended to be dead. Yuan Xuan only lowered her head to study the wine glass in her hand, as if she wanted to see a flower, but she didn't answer Zamuhe's words.

Jamuhe hinted for a long time, but Yuan Xuan remained indifferent, and it was difficult for him to directly say that he wanted Yuan Xuan to offer his wife in front of everyone in the camp.

I had no choice but to look at my confidant next to me, and my confidant immediately stepped forward, "Your Majesty, you have a lot of stamina after a long time, so be careful."

Jamuhe was in a daze, and then came back to his senses, even speaking with a bit of a tongue: "What did the king say... why did I feel a little dizzy, I guess I was too drunk just now."

As he said that, he smiled apologetically at Yuan Xuan: "Commander Yuan, I was drunk just now, if I said anything unpleasant, it would be drunk nonsense and should not be taken seriously. Don't mind Commander Yuan."

Yuan Xuan pulled out a faint smile, and responded perfunctorily: "Since the king is drunk, let's go back and rest earlier, Yuan Xuan is resigning."

As he spoke, he got up, pulled Xilinglan, and left quickly.

The people around looked at the back of Yuan Xuanyuan walking away, and then looked back at Jamuka's face livid with suffocation, suddenly felt something was wrong, and they all found excuses to leave.

Although Gunto really wanted to take the opportunity to provoke a few words, but seeing Jamuhe's ugly face, red eyes, and heavy breathing in his throat, he shrank his neck, found an excuse, and slipped away.

Immediately, there were many people walking around in the open space, only Jamuka and his confidantes were left.

Although the bonfire in the open space was still burning vigorously, it was so quiet that the sound of burning firewood could be heard.

Especially in the distant camp where some ordinary people gather, the shouts and women's laughter are very lively, which highlights the desolation of this place.

　Happy Lantern Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)