The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

"Mom! Let me be next to my wife."

"You child! I haven't talked enough to Zhiyu yet!"

Bai Xiu looked at her son with displeasure.

A seat away, the dark-faced man urged dissatisfiedly: "You mother-in-law really doesn't know good from bad, will you marry Zhiyu in the future, or Hao'er will marry Zhiyu?"

"you!"

Bai Xiu glared at the black-faced man, usually this reckless man would never dare to talk back to him, but when it came to this kind of thing, he even dared to reprimand him, sighed, and reluctantly let go of Jiang Zhiyu's tender little hand.

Zhao Hao looked at the black-faced man with a moved expression.

The black-faced man thumped his chest, and his eyes signaled: We are all brothers, you are welcome!

Zhao Hao laughed and sat down beside Jiang Zhiyu.

As a result, as soon as he sat down, Jiang Yueqing was the first to attack: "You are very considerate. When Zhiyu is not around, are you also so affectionate to other girls?"

As he said that, he grabbed Jiang Zhiyu's arm: "Zhiyu, let's not talk to this rascal!"

"Oh!"

Jiang Zhiyu responded weakly, but calmly threw a wink at Zhao Hao, quite gloating.

Zhao Hao was instantly dissatisfied, and immediately raised his eyebrows at Meng Longtang who was not far away.

close the door!

Let Qin Zhili go!

Meng Longtang understood, and immediately ran to the back row, and told his subordinates: "This place is not very good in Fengshui, change the location, you can move to me... Forget it! I will move it myself!"

As he said that, he and Zhou Jiufeng moved the chairs to the second row.

Compared with the luxurious seats in the second row, this chair is as simple as a small bench, which looks out of place.

"you……"

Jiang Yueqing looked at him with a puzzled expression. Due to his status as the fourth general of the Great Wilderness, he didn't speak rudely, but he still said displeasedly: "How can there be such an arrangement?"

Meng Longtang laughed and said: "It mainly affects Fengshui. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone wants to be auspicious, and please don't be offended by Princess Leyang!"

Zhou Jiufeng held Meng Longtang's arm, his face was full of doubts, and he lowered his voice and said, "Didn't you say that the royal family in our barren country enjoys the same joy with the people? Why is Princess Leyang different?"

Meng Longtang hurriedly said: "Yes, maybe Princess Leyang is a maverick!"

Zhou Jiufeng sighed: "Then why don't we withdraw this seat, at worst, refund the money, otherwise it's not good..."

Where has Jiang Yueqing been kidnapped by such morality before, she immediately compromised: "It's alright, alright, let's put it here!"

"Hey! Thank you princess!"

"Princess atmosphere!"

Watching the two leave, Jiang Yueqing shook his head helplessly.

She didn't worry about who was sitting next to her. The royal family of Huangguo always took the line of being close to the people. Even if they sat next to a commoner, they would not be ashamed of it. What's more, those who can book a seat here are either rich or expensive.

Furthermore, all the generals sitting around are Dahuang generals, all of whom are highly cultivated, so there will definitely be no problem with safety.

Therefore, her focus was quickly placed on Jiang Zhiyu, and she must help her good sister attack the scumbag.

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, a figure sat beside him.

She turned her head and found that Qin Zhili was staring at her obsessively.

"Yueqing..."

"???"

Jiang Yueqing's complexion immediately sank, and his own offensive against Zhao Hao disappeared immediately, and immediately turned sideways and looked at the stage expressionlessly, as if he had entered a state of autism.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Jiang Zhiyu's mouth could not help but move, and she looked at Zhao Hao reproachfully.

This was obviously arranged by Zhao Hao on purpose.

This person... is so weak.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly, didn't say much, just picked up a piece of pastry from the table and brought it to her mouth: "Come and try some of the new pastry from Suzhuang, the taste is not bad!"

Jiang Zhiyu resisted this kind of intimate action, and stopped her softly: "I, I will do it myself!"

Then twist a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and taste it carefully.

Looking at her beautiful jawline, Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel a little moved. The old emperor was actually very fond of him, and such a beautiful daughter was willing to marry him.

It's just that his queen and concubine are too disappointing.

If he could give birth to a good son, why are there so many messes now!

"Ok?"

Jiang Zhiyu suddenly looked at the exquisite little porcelain bottle on the table: "What is this?"

Zhao Hao smiled, opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, and slapped the smell away with his hands: "This is the wine I brewed myself, you should smell it!"

How can there be such a large wave of high-quality traffic for the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon conference without a wave of advertisements?

In addition to pastries and dried fruits, each seat also has a small bottle of wine, which is a mouthful at most.

He firmly believes that once this distilled wine is taken out, it will definitely kill people in the capital!

In the future, the rich and powerful in Kyoto will only drink their own wine.

Drink another cough!

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up when he smelled it.

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Does it smell good? Do you want to have a taste?"

Jiang Zhiyu's complexion changed immediately, she tugged at the corner of her clothes uneasily, and said in a low voice, "I, I never drink alcohol, I just think it smells pretty good."

Zhao Hao was quite complacent: "That must smell good, and I will have to rely on this to support you in the future!"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

Jiang Zhiyu pointed to not far away.