Grassland Royal Court, welcomes the fire department.

Chu Kuo and his female friend still did not leave here and went to the Moon Swallowing Department. Jingyao spent the rest of his time eating meat and drinking with these two people every day. It seemed that he had forgotten that this female friend was the one who had wanted to assassinate him before, and he also ignored what the purpose of Chu Kuo entering the grassland royal court was.

On this day, after Jingyao finished handling the matter, she returned to her big tent. Seeing that Chu Kuo and her female friend had eaten most of the lamb leg before she came back, and there was only one foundation left in the wine jar, she was a little unhappy.

But Chu Kuo didn't care at all. He looked up at Jingyao, and then continued to concentrate on dealing with the remaining lamb legs. After staying here for a long time, his habits had completely changed. He saw him holding the leg bone stick in his left hand and holding a sharp knife in his right hand, cutting off the meat from the lamb legs piece by piece and sending it to his mouth to chew. From time to time, he picked up the wine glass and drank it together with his hands covered with lamb oil, but he ate it with relish.

"Is it tasty?"

Jingyao asked.

Chu Kuo didn't care about answering, chewing meat in his mouth, hesitated for a while and nodded.

Jingyao couldn't help laughing when she looked at her face. She reached out to take a piece of meat he had just cut from Chu Kuo's blade and put it into her mouth.

"Do you know what happens when eating alone on the grassland?"

Jingyao asked.

"Eat alone? What does it mean?"

Chu Kuo finally swallowed the mutton in his mouth and said.

"It is when my friends are not all here, I eat and drink all the wine and meat myself. This is called eating alone."

Jingyao said.

Chu Kuo thought about it and felt that he was talking about himself, so he stopped, wiped his body a few times, and sat still.

"Eat it, eat it... it's no longer as particular as before!"

Jingyao said.

Chu Kuo smiled silly and then started to have a feast.

Jingyao remembered that in his father's era, the grassland was still very barren at that time. The wine and meat were not enough to be distributed. Even the ministry in one part could only receive two kilograms of meat and half a kilogram of wine every day. These may be quite a lot in the five kingdoms, but in the grassland it was a drop in the drop of the bucket and was not enough to eat for a day.

Later, I don’t know when the days started, but my life gradually improved. It was a world of difference compared to before.

After some recollection of the bitterness and sweetness, Jingyao came to her senses and saw that Chu Kuo had eaten up all the lamb legs and was whispering his fingers.

"I heard you received a letter today?"

Jingyao asked.

At noon today, a caravan from the Dingxi King Realm passed through the territory of Yinghuo. The leader of the caravan took out a letter saying that someone sent it to Chu Kuo in the Dingxi King Realm. Everyone in the tribe knew that Chu Kuo was a friend of the three tribes of Gong Jingyao, so they did not dare to neglect and hurriedly sent the letter. However, they still reported the matter to Jingyao. After all, these two people were not from the grassland. Even if they were the three tribes of public guests, no one in the Yinghuo Department regarded them as their own people.

"Yes! A letter."

Chu Kuo said.

"Who wrote you a letter?"

Jingyao asked.

Although this kind of letters from others is a bit unauthorized, he had to do so for consideration of the interests and safety of the Ministry.

"I don't know, I haven't looked at it yet. Just put it on the table in front of you, please help me see!"

Chu Kuo said.

This made Jingyao feel a little embarrassed... Chu Kuo asked herself to see such a private thing first. While hesitating, he also had a different feeling about Chu Kuo.

When he looked down, the kraft paper envelope was placed on his desk. It was just too close to the color of the animal skin on his desk, and he didn't notice it for a while.

The envelope is sealed with paste and is a bit unusual. Ordinary letter papers will never use so much paste. Otherwise, the envelope will be completely damaged when it is opened. If you are not careful, the letter paper inside will also be damaged.

"Didn't you say you have no friends in the Five Kings?"

Jingyao asked with the envelope.

"Not only do you have no friends, but no one will write to me!"

Chu Kuo said.

He also met some people who traveled around the world, but those people were not even quick to write letters. Besides, people would become unfamiliar if they didn't contact each other for a long time. Most of those friends met by chance, and they would be separated by one day after another after a meal, so he really couldn't imagine who would write to himself.

But Jingyao's considerations are more complicated

How did this letter writer know that Chu Kuo was in the Yinghuo Tribe? Apart from the people in the Yinghuo Tribe, the only female friend who knew about this was the only one who knew about it. However, she was staying in the Ministry like Chu Kuo and never left for a long time.

During these days when they were in the ministry, only today was the caravan passing by, and they still took the certificate signed by the Wolf King Mingyao and transported supplies to his royal court tent.

It is precisely because of this that Jingyao felt even more strange. However, he still did not open Chu Kuo's letter, but handed it to him.

"You can see it yourself!"

Jingyao said.

Chu Kuo nodded and pulled the envelope apart. But he used too much force and tore the letters in it in half.

"Forget it, I won't watch it!"

Chu Kuo put the letter aside.

Originally, he would have a headache when he saw the words, but now the letter was in half, which made it even more difficult for him to accept.

The female friend next to her picked up the letter paper, pieced the two sides together, and started reading them carefully.

As soon as I looked at the first line, I exclaimed.

"What's wrong, it's such a fuss..."

Chu Kuo said.

His hands were frightened by the female friend's screams, and a lot of wine spilled out.

"You'd better read this letter yourself!"

The female friend said.

"I don't want to see it, please read it to me!"

Chu Kuo filled the wine glass again and said indifferently.

"This is the letter written to you by King Dingxi, Huo Wang."

The female friend said.

Then he held the letter in both hands and placed it neatly on the table.

In her heart, King Dingxi was still like a god.

When Chu Kuo heard the female friend say this, he cheered up and picked up the letter and read it carefully.

"What did Huo Wang write to you?"

Jingyao asked.

"Do you really want to know?"

Chu Kuo asked back.

"Of course I want to. Although I have never dealt with him in the Prairie Royal Court, this does not mean that I will be extremely resistant to him. On the contrary, I am very interested in Huo Wang."

Jingyao said.

Chu Kuo's face suddenly became ugly.

Jingyao, a strong man with a big waist and a big waist, said that he was very interested in another man... Once this scene was formed in Chu Kuo's mind, it would never be able to linger, making him feel uncomfortable all over and had to fight a cold war...

"What’s wrong with you?"

Jingyao saw Chu Kuo's abnormality and asked.

"Nothing, I just suddenly feel a little disgusting..."

Chu Kuo waved his hand and said.

Then he actually ran to the entrance of the tent, lifted up the curtain, and started to retching loudly outside.

"Have he drunk a lot of wine?"

Jingyao asked the female friend incredibly.

The female friend only shook her head and did not answer.

But this made Jingyao feel even more and more strange. After getting along with each other these few days, he also knew Chu Kuo’s alcohol tolerance very well. There was only one jar on the table, and this little wine would never drink him like this. However, he could not imagine what Chu Kuo was so disgusting. If he knew, Jingyao would definitely draw his sword and fight him!

"Hawk said hello to me."

Chu Kuo retching for a while, feeling that the disgusting energy had passed, so he returned to the tent and said with his hands on the door frame.

"Then what?"

Jingyao waited for nothing but said nothing, and then asked urged.

"Nothing."

Chu Kuo simply slapped the letter in half in front of Jingyao, allowing him to see it clearly.

Jingyao glanced quickly and found that what Chu Kuo said was indeed as Chu Kuo said. The whole article was full of auspicious words for the New Year, such as words that were like faces, longing for a long time, and looking forward to Tai'an. Some Jingyao didn't understand what it meant, but by guessing the context, you could know that it was almost the same.

"Why do you think Huo Wang wrote you such a stingy letter?"
To be continued...