Guide To Save The Yandere Villains Chapter 163: Don’t pick up your highness on the side of the road (28)

Isn't this an idiot, and it's really embarrassing for the third princess.

Si Tu could see the sarcasm in the noble ladies' eyes.

Coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and Si Tu stepped forward, the steps on his bun made tinkling sounds.

"What are you talking about, it's so lively, it makes me happy too,"

Although Si Tu had a smile on his face, the coldness in his eyes frightened the noble girls until their calves were shivering.

God, when did the Third Highness become so fierce?

"Returning to Your Highness, we are just, just joking."

One of the ladies stood up tremblingly, stuttering.

"Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me about my son-in-law?"

Si Tu's red lips were slightly pursed, and his tone remained unchanged, but it still made everyone present feel chills down their backs.

At this moment, taking advantage of his drunkenness, Jebe staggered towards Situ.

The cheeks were stained with drunkenness, and a pair of black eyes blinked and blinked, round and bright.

Zhebe leaned in front of Situ, his cheeks puffed up, his mouth curled in aggrieved manner,

"Ah Tu! They bullied me for being uneducated, saying I was illiterate"

The more I thought about it, the more wronged I became, Jebie grabbed her sleeve, showing her weakness, innocence, and pity to the fullest,

"I just don't know your characters from the Central Plains, as if they know our characters from Jiuli!"

Zhebie's eyes were red, and he opened his arms towards Situ,

"Ah Tu, you need to hug, you won't get angry if you hug."

Everyone was stunned by Jebe's outrageous operation.

According to the cold personality of the third princess, you can't pack this thing up and throw it out?

But Si Tu's action in the next second surprised everyone present.

"Okay, hug."

Everyone: Am I blind, or has the third princess been dropped?

Si Tu wrapped his arms around his waist and patted his back lightly, his coaxing posture was in place.

Su Jinhe glanced at Liang Zhen whose face was darkened, and took a step back silently.

They are all big bosses, he can't afford to provoke them or hide them.

Sniffing the familiar scent lightly, Zhebe's alcoholism slowly dissipated, but his eyes were still red, like a harmless little white rabbit.

Si Tu asked someone to bring a bowl of hangover soup, and his beautiful eyes glanced at the noble ladies who were chewing their tongues just now.

"Xifeng Pavilion is the wedding room of the palace after the wedding, and the son-in-law will move in first, which is the meaning of the palace."

This sentence not only defended Jebe in public, but also proved the degree of love between the two.

The eyes of the people present looking at Zhebe changed. It seems that the Third Highness is determined to spoil this new son-in-law.

Naturally, the noble ladies were not stupid. After hastily apologizing, they found an excuse to leave the banquet.

After this, Shangjing can't help but let Jebe walk sideways?

Zhebie, who was envied and hated by everyone, was also very happy in his heart.

At the end of the day, he did not forget to take a provocative look at Liang Zhen, whose face was darkened.

That little girl looks like she's saying, 'The Third Highness just loves to pet me, what can you do'.

Seeing Zhebie's little movements, Si Tu raised his red lips lightly, his eyebrows and eyes soft.

But this scene hurt Liang Zhen's heart even more.

Could it be that she really fell in love with Jebe?

No, it's impossible, there is a world feud between the two of them, how could they really have no grudges!

Liang Zhen clenched his fists tightly and gave Su Jinhe a wink.

Su Jinhe wants to cry but has no tears: why is it always me who does bad things?

"The poems written by all of you are very good. Since His Royal Highness is not good at this, let's compare archery."

Feeling Si Tu's slightly cool gaze, Su Jinhe silently added, saying haha,

"It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just play casually, everyone has fun."

If he hadn't been forced by the boss behind him, he wouldn't have the guts to confront the Third Highness.

"Want to play?"

Si Tu withdrew his gaze, and his voice was as gentle as a March breeze.

"Can you?"

Zhebe looked up suddenly, his eyes sparkling.

Ah, he is the best at archery, and he will definitely take the top spot for Atu.

"If you like it, play it. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, it's yours."

Playing among nobles has always been rewarding, and they are nothing more than rare treasures, and Si Tu has nothing to lose.

Zhebie nodded obediently, his eyes filled with excitement.

Everyone shed tears of envy: God, the third princess is so spoiled, beautiful and rustic.

The male guests all changed their riding outfits, and Jebe was no exception, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the armor.

"Ah Tu, come and help me to see, the buttons on my back seem to be unbuttonable."

The clothes are not right, how much it affects his performance, and he still wants to save face for A Tu.

Si Tu took a step forward and bent down slightly to help him adjust the armor.

This scene really made Liang Zhen's eyes turn red, and the jealousy in his chest kept surging.

Presumably he has known her for sixteen years, and he has never seen her lower her head or her pride for anything.

I thought it was because of her honor and favor, she couldn't let go of her figure, but now it seems that it has become a satire.

"Young Master, do we still want to bring those people up?"

Su Jinhe swallowed, he didn't want to offend the new favorite of the Third Highness.

"Take it! Why not take it! I don't believe that he can really have no hatred for the hatred of the clan!"

Liang Zhen stared at the two cuddling figures in front of him, gritted his teeth.

The targets ten meters away were withdrawn by the boys. Everyone was wondering, but they saw a group of slaves dressed in foreign costumes tied up.

The slaves were bound hands and feet and lined up with an apple on their head.

They are living targets.

And one of the biggest slaves, two meters high, was Hesicha'er.

Since Chahar was defeated by the Great Zhou, they were brought to Shangjing and reduced to the lowest slaves.

Although Da Zhou promised to spare their lives, he made their lives worse than death.

It's hard to live, but even harder to die!

Si Tu paused while he was arranging Zhebie's armor, his pupils constricted, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Ah Tu, what's wrong with you?"

Perceiving something wrong with her, Zhebie wanted to turn his head to look, but Situ firmly pinched his chin.

Blinking his eyes uneasily, Si Tu's brain was running at high speed, looking for a suitable reason,

"I, I'm not feeling well, let's go back first."

Si Tu recognized Cha'er, the co-inspector, since the border war ended, she handed over all follow-up matters to Chen Cang.

As for why they appeared here, she really didn't know.

But this scene must not be seen by Jebe.

"Then let's go back quickly."

Seeing that her complexion is really not good, Zhebie did not suspect him, so he said hastily.

The archery competition can be held another day, but the fact that she is not feeling well should not be delayed.

Kesitu wanted to leave, but Chaer and others recognized Jebe,

"Isn't that the little prince, how could he be with that woman!?"

It was because of her that Chahar lost so badly.

They can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood, and their anger will overwhelm their rationality.