Guide To Save The Yandere Villains Chapter 149: Don’t pick up your highness on the side of the road (14)

If you give up the side mission, what will happen?

The mission on this plane will fail, the host is just an npc

To put it bluntly, it is just a bunch of data, even his feelings are designed.

Si Tu took a deep breath, and reason prevailed again.

Everyone around was congratulating the newlyweds, Meng En's face was flushed from drinking, and he looked extremely happy.

"Using the words of their Central Plains people, isn't this the appearance of a man and a woman."

"It seems that Khan will welcome his little grandson soon."

Zhebe held her hand tightly, looked down at her, his affectionate eyes were about to drown her.

"Aying, we will be very happy."

The boy's eyes were full of expectations for the future, but Si Tu could only pretend not to see it, and turned his head away.

For the first time in his life, his heart felt sore, and Si Tu's eyes were swollen, with tears in his eyes,

"You're an idiot"

Stupid enough to be angry, stupid to hopeless.

But Jebe, who was immersed in joy, didn't notice her abnormality at all, and wanted to make her laugh,

"If I'm a fool, Aying, you are the fool's wife."

Whether he is a fool or not, as long as she is his wife, what does it matter if he is a fool?

As long as he wants her, he will never let her go!

The crowd drank kumiss and ate delicious mutton, and the girls danced around the bonfire.

Wu Ya, who was dancing to the beat of the drums, was all smiles, but her gaze was always on the direction of Li Ge on the seat.

The girl's face was blush, and the little bit of spring in her eyes showed her heart vividly.

Li Ge felt her enthusiastic gaze and raised his glass as a gesture.

Since he came to Chahar Department, this girl has been running to peek at him from time to time.

He has already remembered her appearance.

But the relationship between them can only stop here.

Being able to win a look from him, Wu Ya's rhythm became more cheerful, and her eyes shone like stars.

Perhaps she could try to move a little closer to him too.

The caravan will leave tomorrow, and she doesn't want to make herself regretful.

The young girl danced gracefully and fell into the banquet like a flying butterfly.

"The girl dances very well."

Toast again, Li Ge sincerely praised.

"Then, do you like it, young master?"

Wu Ya suppressed the joy in her heart, and imitated the soft accent of a woman from the Central Plains, just to leave a good impression on her sweetheart.

Li Ge drank the wine in one gulp, his thin lips curled up with a smile on his face,

"Naturally I like it."

But only limited to dancing.

"Aya, there's no need to imitate the Central Plains women, just be yourself."

The grassland girls are enthusiastic and unrestrained, expressing their enthusiasm with dance.

They are falcons soaring in the grasslands, so naturally there is no need to lower their posture.

Wu Ya suddenly raised her head, a little unbelievable.

He called her just now, Aya.

He knows his name!

Suddenly, an inexplicable excitement welled up in Wu Ya's heart, as if the feelings she had given had finally been responded to.

But when she wanted to ask in detail, there was a quarrel from the main seat, which seemed to be Miss Gu's voice.

"It is true that I have never drank such a strong kumiss, but it does not mean that I am the master of Da Zhou!"

Spitting out the wine in his mouth, Si Tu ruthlessly threw the bowl on the table.

The fists that could be hidden in the sleeves trembled faintly.

Achile had seen her on the battlefield, but it was dark at that time, and Si Tu was not sure whether he would recognize her.

But this time, the temptation was really doubtful.

"Nonsense! Caravans traveling to and from the grassland basically rely on our kumiss to keep out the cold. It's impossible for you not to drink it!"

Only the pampered Central Plains people can't bear such a strong kumiss.

And Gu Ying, who traveled with the caravan in the cold winter, couldn't drink it!

That can only show that her identity is doubtful, and it is very likely that she made it up randomly!

The purpose is to find out the details of the Chahar Department!

"Achle! You are too presumptuous!"

Zhebie's sharp eyes, like a falcon, swept straight over.

"Little prince, this woman is most likely the work of Da Zhou. You must have fallen into her scheme to bring her back."

Achle met his cold eyes and twitched his beard, but he still expressed his guess.

"Xiao Zuo? Since she is Xi Zuo, why did she save me? How could she faint on the side of a deserted road?"

Even his father, queen mother and queen do not know his whereabouts, so how could Ah Ying know of his whereabouts in advance.

Achile was left speechless by Jebe's slander, his beard drooping down.

"A Ying has been in Chahar for so many days, has any of you seen her doing things that are not good for the tribe?"

Zhebe protected her behind, his tall figure firmly enveloped her, like the strongest city barrier.

Everyone shook their heads, especially Wu Ya, who ran over to explain,

"Miss Gu is very kind to us, and even gave me the ointment for hand protection."

How could such a kind girl be the work of Da Zhou?

"Who said that merchants in the Central Plains must drink kumiss from your grassland to keep out the cold?"

Li Ge's footsteps were a bit vain, pretending to be drunk.

After fumbling around his waist for a while, he untied the wine gourd.

As soon as the gourd lid was lifted, the aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of five grains diffused into the noses of everyone,

"Well, the wine made from grain in our Central Plains is much stronger than the kumiss in your grassland."

Seeing that Li Ge was drunk, the fellow merchants quickly took him down, fearing that he would meddle.

And Li Ge's words gave Si Tu a reason,

"I'm not used to the smell of kumiss, so I always bring my own fermented wine. I believe there are many people like me in the caravan."

Si Tu's nervous mood finally eased, and he opened his fists, his palms already covered with cold sweat.

"General Achile, it's too much to be a soldier."

Si Tu snorted coldly, pretending to be unhappy, but he didn't notice a dark light flashing in Jebie's eyes beside him.

At this moment, Si Tu's serious face made Achile somewhat familiar.

He always felt that he had seen her somewhere?

Meng sat in the chair, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat,

"You are too suspicious, please apologize to Ms. Gu, and this matter will be over."

After all, she is going to marry Zhebie soon, and if she goes deeper, she will not look good on anyone.

With Meng En speaking, no matter how suspicious Achle was, he could only go down the steps at this moment.

"I'm sorry Miss Gu, I offended you."

This farce ended with Achile's apology, but Situ's heart was even heavier.

A lie needs more lies to complete, but how many lies will she tell Jebe?

For the first time in Si Tu's life, he retreated.

Even when faced with tens of thousands of magic soldiers, she never backs down.

But when he thought of Jebe's disappointed eyes staring straight at her, Situ flinched.

The moonlit night is cold, and the cool wind blows the green grass rustlingly.

Zhebe held her cool hand, his face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his expression.

It made Si Tu flustered for no reason.