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Chapter 317 Trade Fair ([-])
Qian Shu and Chen Yang looked at each other slightly, and they both saw a smile in each other's eyes.

Unexpectedly, my lord could tell a lie so naturally. The bowl of fish soup was clearly cooked by the cook, and the lord heated it with holy light casually. Then he noticed it and introduced it to Louis Fengxing.

Zhou Mo didn't seem to see Marlowe Chihui's anxious look at all, and continued to talk to Louis Fengxing:

"I have long heard that Prince Fengwang is a young talent, a rare young hero in my human race. When I heard that His Highness was seriously injured, Zhou Mo was really heartbroken. No, it took a lot of manpower and material resources to find this rare saint for His Highness." Guangyu, I hope to be able to help His Highness, if you can do your best for His Highness's health, Zhou Mo's painstaking efforts will not be in vain."

The face of Louis Fengxing who said this blushed. After all, he was a young man who grew up under the care of the King of Wind and had not experienced strong winds and waves. Thinking that he was still dissatisfied with Zhou Mo just now, and now he is so devoted to his injury, I can’t help but Feeling ashamed, he said at the moment:
"Thank you, Your Excellency, Viscount, for your concern. This holy light fish is really miraculous. Louis' heart was injured by the ice, and there was a strange source of energy attached to the wound, preventing the recovery of vitality. Because the heart is extremely sensitive and fragile, it is difficult to expel this strange thing. Yuan Neng, after drinking the Holy Light Fish Soup prepared by Your Excellency the Viscount, the injury has shown signs of improvement, Louis wrote about His Excellency the Viscount here!"

After saying that, Louis Fengxing got up unexpectedly, and bowed to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo accepted it calmly with a smile, but waved his hands and said:
"His Royal Highness is serious, serious. Since it is beneficial to His Highness's injury, Zhou Mo's hard work was not in vain. It is the best, the best!"

Louis Fengxing straightened up, and seeing the sincere smile on Zhou Mo's face, he couldn't help feeling more ashamed, and wanted to talk again, but was stopped by the unsightly purple-robed old man beside him with a cough.

The purple-robed old man glanced at Zhou Mo unkindly. His highness was being played like an ignorant child, and his offering was also shameless.

"Your Excellency Viscount, let's talk about His Highness's injury later, and we must bother Your Excellency. His Highness Chi Hui seems to have something to say!"

What the purple-robed old man said was nothing more than telling Zhou Mo that we swallowed this bait, but we are all smart people, so you don't want to open your mouth like a lion, and take out Marlow Chihui by the way to divert Zhou Mo's attention.

Zhou Mo smiled and nodded to the purple-robed old man, then turned to look at Marlowe-Chi Hui, and asked:
"His Highness Chi Hui is dissatisfied with this fish? It's okay, just tell them to change it. The Lord also thought, although His Highness likes to eat fish, but how can this uncooked and rough thing catch His Highness's eyes?" , Come on, take down this obtrusive thing!"

Qian Shu waved her hand slightly, and a maid stepped forward to take away the fish.

Marlowe-Chi Hui's face was flushed red, and he didn't know what to say. Under the table, he elbowed Yuan Nu hard.

This Yuan Nu meant that Ma Luo-Chi Hui was the murderer, so he hurriedly got up and drove away the maid who came over, and said to Zhou Mo with a smile:

"My lord Viscount, that's not what my Highness meant. It's just that I was overwhelmed by your majesty just now, and I'm still a little confused at this moment."

Zhou Mo glanced at Yuan Nu. It was the first time Zhou Mo saw eunuchs up close after being in this world for so long. Of course, this world is called a servant.

Stretching out his right hand, Qianshu served a cup of stewed meat soup just right. Zhou Mo took a sip of the meat soup lightly, then looked at Yuan Nu, his voice calmed down, and said:

"Oh, what does His Royal Highness Chi Hui mean, please pass it on to this servant?"

The master is face to face, and the servant is passing the message, this is the ostentation of the emperor!
Yuan Nu has been in the Yuan Palace for decades, and his ability to observe words and emotions has reached the point of perfection. How could he fail to understand the meaning of Zhou Mo's words, so he didn't dare to speak anymore, bowed and retreated to Marlowe-Chihui In front of him, he made up his mind and pinched the soft flesh of his Highness's back!
Intimidated by Zhou Mo's murderous aura, Emaluo Chihui, who was out of his mind for a moment, finally came to his senses under the severe pain. All the events at the banquet just now passed through his mind like running water.

With this gleam in his eyes, Marlowe Chihui threw away the fork, picked up a piece of fish meat with his hand, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it in a few bites.

"Good fish, good meat, good taste, Marlowe Chihui, thanks to His Excellency Viscount's kindness!" He didn't even mention Sasha anymore!

As soon as his sanity cleared, Marlowe-Chihui no longer looked like he could not speak just now, and his spirits were flying high between Gu Pan, and the sharp look was fully displayed in his eyes looking at Zhou Mo.

The man in the battle helmet smiled, looked at Zhou Mo, and said with a three-point mockery:
"Thank you Your Excellency Zhou Mo. Your Highness can have this kind of training when you go out. If you achieve something in the future, you will never forget your teaching today!"

The man in the battle helmet does not have the ability of the purple-robed old man. He can speak in a non-obtrusive manner, but he can still make everyone understand. Mo, after my Highness inherits the throne of King Yuan, he will take revenge for today.

Qige Nalong was sitting in his seat, holding a bowl of sweet pastries with great concentration, his blue eyes were extremely focused, but his ears were already pricked up, and he was constantly guessing Zhou Mo's reply in his heart.

Before leaving, my sister once said to him:

"Zhou Mo is a person without arrogance and arrogance. He is proud of his superiors without humiliating his inferiors, but he knows how to advance and retreat, and understands gains and losses. However, he is stubborn in his tact. With your current wisdom, don't confront him, otherwise you will be defeated." Good fruit to eat!"

"Also, the most worth learning from Zhou Mo is his demeanor. Just take a look, if you can gain something or two, it will be a blessing!"

Chigger-Nalong had never heard her sister praise a man so much, nor had she seen the indelible melancholy in her eyes when she mentioned a certain man.

At this time, Zhou Mo put down the exquisite cup in his hand, and the crisp voice was a bit soul-stirring.

"Why wait for the future? How about His Royal Highness Chihui invite His Majesty Yuan Wangmian here now, I really want to know how His Majesty Yuan Wangmian will teach you!"

Zhou Mo raised his head, but his eyes were slightly lowered, staring at the food on the table indifferently, his voice was empty and lonely, but there was a hint of elegance that made people want to listen to it.

This kind of arrogance, arrogance and arrogance without a trace of smoke and fire made Qige Nalong's heart beat violently instantly, and a trace of red flushed on his originally fair face in an instant!
Qige-Nalong raised his head and looked at the young figure sitting on the main seat, who was not angry and arrogant, his throat rolled, and he had a faint feeling in his heart. Men's hopes are greatest!
(End of this chapter)