Xiao Ye's heart thumped, and he couldn't bear to let Mo Jingchen disappoint him, so he angrily put the sword into its scabbard.

Suppressing his temper and looking livid, he sat aside and watched the battle.

After looking at the incense stick for a while, the little Khan took five hesitant steps, ruining the move three times, and then fell into deep thought for a long time ...

Xiao Ye couldn't hold it anymore and shouted at Boljin,

"Why don't you leave yet!"

Borjin deliberately pretended not to understand, misinterpreted the meaning, and said with a smile,

"The emperor said that in a few days, the eleventh princess will be getting married. He asked me to stay and watch the excitement before returning to the desert."

Xiao Ye gouged out another big eye roll for Borjin. He was afraid that this shameless man would find a reason to stay here after lunch, so he said to Mo Jingchen,

"Jingchen, after lunch, let's go out and buy Xiao Yao a wedding gift, shall we?"

Although, Xiao Ye did not plan to send any congratulatory gifts to the eleventh princess on her wedding.

However, outsiders did not know the inside story of the eleventh princess's wedding. The emperor's brother prepared a wedding gift for the emperor's sister, which was a good excuse to attract guests.

Boljin, who was not seen outside, interrupted and said,

"I'll go too, I'm also planning to prepare a gift for Princess Eleven.

You guys tell me, what would you like me to give you~"

Xiao Ye looked back and gave Borjin a killing look:

Am I familiar with you? Do you think I want to take you shopping? Go wherever it's cool!

Shameless!

Mo Jingchen also couldn't understand Boljin's tricks and cursed:

[What does Little Khan mean? Do you really want to anger Xiaosi? 】

[Xiao Sha’s violent temper is really easy to show off and can’t be faked]

[A while ago, I thought he had grown up, but it turned out that it was all an illusion]

Xiao Ye heard Mo Jingchen's disappointment with him, suppressed his anger and continued to watch the battle.

He had no interest in playing chess at all, and was secretly thinking about how to train the thirty martial arts candidates in the mansion.

Especially Deng Chan, who went to the Second Prince's Mansion to cause a scene. If she failed to get a ranking in the martial arts examination, she would be embarrassed.

She needs to be given special training!

A game of chess was forced to be played by the little Khan from morning until noon.

Mo Jingchen finally felt it:

[This little Khan is very good at playing chess, but he is pretending not to know how to play chess! 】

[Do you want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? 】

[However, my external image is that I do not participate in government affairs. What is the purpose of him showing weakness to me? 】

Xiao Ye finally hardened up after hearing the suspicion in Mo Jingchen's heart, and looked at Borjin with a murderous expression:

I have known for a long time that he is not a good person!

In his last life, the mighty little Khan wore armor and went into battle, leading the desert cavalry to challenge the apocalypse. Now he is dressed as a pony, and his intentions must be ulterior!

It’s also disgusting!

The luncheon held by Mo Mansion to entertain distinguished guests was served by flowing water.

The center of the table simulates the beautiful scenery of the Jiangnan water town, with more than a hundred exquisite dishes floating on the flowing water around it.

Xiao Ye has never seen such a luxurious scene since he came to Mo Jingchen's house for dinner.

Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has been practicing frugality. To put it bluntly, none of them, the princes, have ever seen a bowl of rice noodles served at a table, let alone carved radishes into flowers, cut tofu into shreds for soup, or used crab roe. Cut it out and make it into small dumplings ...

Xiao Ye was really angry. The look in Mo Jingchen's eyes was wrong and full of resentment:

I don’t get this kind of treatment even when I come here for lunch on weekdays! Is it possible that I should just borrow the Desert Pony’s help?

When Mo Jingchen saw this scene, he was a little surprised:

[This thing Yun Lanyue, let her prepare a sumptuous banquet, don't lose the face of an important minister of the Apocalypse, she is so extravagant]

[It’s over. I explained to Xiaosha that this is my first time eating like this. Does he believe it? 】

[Forget it, it’s better not to explain. The description is getting darker and darker. If he vents his anger on Yun Lanyue again, he has to kill her.]

During the dinner, Boljin kept toasting them both.

After Mo Jingchen drank two glasses of kumis, he bluntly said that he was too drunk, but Boer didn't force himself.

However, Xiao Ye refused to admit defeat. In addition, he always had a good drinker, so he had a fight with Boljin.

The little Khan deliberately provoked him again, so that the two of them drank two jars of mare's milk wine and opened many jars of Mofu's Huadiao wine.

Both are wines that are not very strong but have great staying power.

Xiao Ye gradually felt like he was looking at Boljin with four eyes ...

Borjin is a pony from the desert. Although he is young now and has not yet grown the typical general belly of a desert man, but the desert people drink wine just like drinking water, but the talent is engraved in the buttocks.

Xiao Ye was no match. He relied entirely on his thoughts to support himself and not fall down.

After lunch, which lasted from noon to sunset, Borjin finally got up and said goodbye.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your hospitality."

Mo Jingchen got up to see off the guests, and when he came back, he saw Xiao Ye already lying on the ground ...

Mo Jingchen hurried over to pull him, but Xiao Ye was so dead that he couldn't pull him at all.

"My lord, get up quickly, the ground is cold~"

Xiao Ye's face was flushed, he opened his eyelids with a drunken look, looked at Mo Jingchen from bottom to top, and said in a long voice,

"I can't get up ... hug ... "

【hug? 】

[How can I hold you when you are such a big lump? 】

Mo Jingchen still tried it unbelievingly, but he couldn't hold it at all.

"I can't hold you ... I'll hold you up and you can stand up on your own."

Xiao Ye's tone was lazy, like a child's playfulness.

"I can't get up ... If you can't carry me, then you carry me ... "

As he spoke, he grabbed Mo Jingchen's arm and tried to climb on his back.

"Ah~"

Mo Jingchen groaned and was dragged to the ground by Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye climbed up still drunk, with a child's tone,

"I want to ride a pony, a desert pony~"

"Master!"

Yun Lanyue heard the sound and rushed in immediately.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ye's eyes were ready to be chopped into pieces on the spot:

The general grid of Zhenbei King is probably going to break his bones due to the pressure of our sect leader ...

Mo Mojing and Yun Lanyue spent a lot of effort to help Xiao Ye, who was like a puddle of mud, into the room.

Xiao Ye was in a trance, thinking that he was riding a pony, and he was still shouting,

"Drive~drive~

Soldiers, charge with me! Trapped! Siege the city! "

Yun Lanyue couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes:

King Zhenbei, the wine quality is so bad!

How dare you call yourself me? This will cause our sect leader to lose his head ...

Xiao Ye lay on the bed with his eyes closed. His mind was in a turmoil and he could no longer distinguish between his past and present lives.

"I'm thirsty. Bring me some tea~"

Mo Jingchen covered Xiao Ye with a blanket, then turned to Yun Lanyue and said,

"Go out. Don't let anyone get close to this area. Stay away too."

"yes!"

Yun Lanyue understood that she couldn't bear to hear the drunken words said by the King of Zhenbei.

If the Prince of Zhenbei knew that he had been heard by others calling himself "I", given his violent temper, he would probably kill him to silence him.

The sect leader asked them to stay away to protect them.