Meng Jiuan had no idea what his friend was thinking.
He became famous in one battle, and then returned to the court. It was normal for him to meet his good friend in the court and drink and talk all night long.
Now that Li Shengyi was standing in front of his friend, Meng Jiuan curled his lips and bent down again to pinch her face.
"When is it your turn as a child to butt in on adult matters, huh?"
The man's hands were covered with calluses from years of practicing martial arts and handling weapons.
Li Shengyi had just been pinched by him, and his cheek was still aching slightly.
Seeing him extending his claws towards her again, she immediately took a few steps back and hid behind Qin Songmo.
"Daddy, he's a gangster!"
The young general who recaptured the city, Meng Jiuan, praised by the people:...
"What a scoundrel! I only pinched you because you're cute. Do you think I, a general, can pinch anyone?!"
Li Shengyi hid behind Qin Songmo and whispered softly, "I'm afraid he doesn't dare to pinch it."
[After all, if you're not happy with everyone, you'll just take action, and if you do, you'll make enemies.]
[Is there anyone in the entire Great Chu court that you don't dislike?]
Meng Jiuan didn't expect that she even knew this.
For some reasons, he did hate the hypocritical courtiers in the court.
The court officials were jealous of him for becoming the Protector General at such a young age, so they said one thing to him in public and another behind his back.
He couldn't stand such behavior and attacked court officials several times.
For this reason, the current emperor and his friends have advised him...
Taking a deep breath, he became more eager to drag Li Shengyi home.
However, just as he was about to make a move, a cold voice sounded above his head.
"If I don't drink today, what else can I do?"
Qin Songmo has always been like this.
He is cold and aloof, as if he is never moved by the people or things around him.
If Meng Jiuan had not drunk too much after drinking with him once, and had not been drunk afterwards, with a look of sadness on his face, Meng Jiuan would have doubted whether he was a real person or a fake one.
This was the first time I heard a tone of partiality in Qin Songmo's voice.
Meng Jiuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where have you been?"
Qin Songmo lowered his eyebrows slightly, and seeing a layer of water droplets covering the head of the little bun behind him, he said, "Let's go to the tea room."
Qin Songmo is an elegant man. Apart from his official duties, he usually drinks tea and reads books.
Occasionally, Meng Jiuan would come with a wine jug, and he would put down what he was doing and drink with him.
In the past, it was always quiet when the two of them drank together.
He only talks about state affairs occasionally, and then forgets about them.
Because they all knew that now was not the time to take action.
Now the quiet atmosphere has changed.
Qin Songmo is not only handsome, but also has beautiful hands.
The pair of slender white hands were now skillfully making tea.
Only after he handed a cup of clear tea to the person next to him did he speak in a low voice.
"Be careful, it's hot. How about trying it?"
Li Shengyi doesn't know how to drink tea.
After taking a sip, her face wrinkled up immediately, "Bitter!"
Meng Jiuan sat opposite and watched the behavior of the father and daughter. Seeing Li Shengyi's face wrinkled, he sneered, "Little radish head, you can't tell good from bad."
You should know that the tea delivered to Qin Songmo is all of the best quality.
Qin Songmo didn't say much, but just handed her a cup of pea yellow and said, "Eat something sweet to calm you down."
Only after Li Shengyi took a bite of the pea yellow did his wrinkled little face relax.
"Did you go to see Jinrou?"
Meng Jiuan was used to being self-sufficient, so he didn't need Qin Songmo to pour him tea. He just poured himself a glass of wine.
As he said this, his eyes fell on Li Shengyi, "What were you thinking? You knew Jinrou was in love with you, but you brought her with you to see Jinrou?"
"But where did you pick up this little carrot head? It's quite interesting."
"I picked it up while I was worshipping Buddha," Qin Songmo raised his eyes and met his gaze. "Changxiao, you've overstepped the bounds."
Changxiao is Meng Jiuan's pen name.
Meng Jiuan's expression froze for a moment, and then a hint of annoyance appeared in his eyes, "Did I say the wrong thing again?"
"Could it be that you think I'm meddling in your affairs? Qin Songmo, you should know that it was because Jinrou said she was in love with you that I stopped clinging to her."
"She has treated you like that. If you betray her, my sword will surely fall on your neck!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became.
The skin above Meng Jiuan's neck turned red.
He glared at the person in front of him, his hands on the table clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands and neck bulged.
It shows how angry he is at the moment.
I'm going to go...
What kind of a spectacle is this, two men fighting for one woman? That's not how it should be described.
[Oh no matter what, this is so exciting and thrilling!!!]
A gloating voice suddenly sounded in Meng Jiuan's mind.
He was so frightened that most of the anger in his heart was extinguished.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Li Shengyi, who was lying on the table, chewing on the pea yellow like a little mouse.
Meng Jiuan took a deep breath, "What are you looking at?!"
Li Shengyi, who was watching the show and was caught in the crossfire, asked, "...Ah?"
Qin Songmo put down the teacup in his hand with a 'pop' and said to his friend in a deep voice, "Changxiao, the Imperial Concubine is His Majesty's concubine."
The implication is that Su Jinrou is not someone they can touch.
Meng Jiuan led troops in battles all year round. Even after returning to the capital and building a mansion in the capital, he never thought about improving his cultural level.
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