Yan Zhuo felt a storm in his heart, but his expression was still as calm as a smile. He slowly raised his head and looked at Meng Guan and asked, "The wise man said Yu Niang, but your wife, Yu Shopkeeper? The folk girl admired her very much."

It is consistent with her previous statement that she was going to be an apprentice in Baofeng.

Meng Guan couldn't see any clues on her face. This person was either really suspicious or very cunning!

He always thought she was strange, but couldn't tell what was strange about her. When he thought about it carefully, all her appearance reminded him of someone, that was Yan Zhuo.

When you go to the same noodle shop, you have the same name, they are all jade families... and Baofeng Shop.

He intuitively felt that she had something to do with Yan Zhuo.

Meng Guan was not a fool, and when Yan Zhuo said this, he smiled faintly, reached out and picked up a cup of wine to take a sip, and said leisurely: "Tell me, what do you want to do when you enter Baofeng Shop and what is your relationship with Yu Niang? You can leave after you finish speaking."

Yan Zhuo panicked in his eyes at the right time and said in surprise: "What do you mean by sir? I went to Baofeng to learn art. Yu Niang is your wife. If I have any relationship with her, you can ask her!"

Meng Guan saw her reaction for a moment, and suspected that she was really thinking too much, but she didn't force this girl to do it, just because she was afraid that she wouldn't tell the truth.

He curled his smile, squinted his eyes and looked around the hall, and said lightly: "Tonight, the princes and the princes are all the generals who are about to go to war. The protagonist is them."

Yan Zhuo looked at him quietly.

"The emperor has an order that before the generals go to war, the palace maids in the palace can be chosen by them."

A chill flashed in Yan Zhuo's eyes. Is this the source of the strong military strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Meng Guan glanced at her, "I don't know if anyone here is interested in you."

Yan Zhuo's breathing freezes little by little, and his anger spreads from his blood. Meng Guan was even more cruel than she thought.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes blank, "Why should sir do this to me?"

Meng Guan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I said, as long as you tell the truth, I will let you go immediately."

Yan Zhuo decided to bet on this shop, and Meng Guan was definitely cheating on her.

She opened her eyes wide, with tears in her eyes, "I have never told a lie, so how can I tell the truth?"

Meng Guan lowered his eyebrows, suddenly pulled Yan Zhuo and pulled him in front of him, and said loudly to everyone in the hall: "This is the maid in my house, both in appearance and in appearance. Today, which general is interested in me, Meng Guan, gave me love and gave me love!"

As soon as he said something, cheers suddenly broke out in the hall.

Everyone looked at Yan Zhuo, some of whom were admiring, some laughing, some were joining in the fun and making jokes, and everyone looked at her like a cargo.

Yan Zhuo's fingernails were about to be clenched into the flesh, but he didn't expect that this person was so despicable that he gritted his teeth and did not explode. Anyway, she had died once and was no longer afraid of anything. If Meng Guan really wanted to give her to these people, she would guarantee that the lancet in her sleeve would stably steadily in his heart.

Meng Guan smiled and asked in a voice that was so low that only he and Yan Zhuo could hear, "Tell me, it's time to tell the truth."

Yan Zhuo gritted his teeth, "Even if sir, I don't know what the truth sir wants to hear?"

Meng Guan's face sank and asked again, "Who wants it? Just stand up and give it a reward!"

A bearded man was shaking his feet and trying to stand up.

Yan Zhuoxin raised his throat.

At this moment, a low voice suddenly came from the corner of the hall, "I want it."

The hall suddenly became quiet, everyone turned their eyes to it, and even the hilarious geeks stopped.

A man stood up in that corner.

He had a wide shoulders and a tall man, a brocade dress and a blue robe, a golden crown on his head, and a heroic man in the hall lost his color.

He walked towards Meng Guan with his hands behind his back, his eyes locked on Yan Zhuo, his face was smiling, but his aura was cold, and his whole body was like an unsheathed knife, calm and restrained, but he had a hidden murderous intent.

A dancer who stopped moving in the distance whispered, "Who is this jade-faced man?"

"Young Master Zhanxi!"

After seeing that it was him, the people in the hall also started to slander.

Meng Guan was also very shocked. He was the Shaoqing of the Weiwei, and these soldiers were his subordinates. So the Zuo Prime Minister arranged for him to preside over the banquet tonight.

Since the young master of Zhanxi entered this banquet, he has been leaning lazily in the corner to drink, not playing with singers, and not chatting with others.

He was not surprised that the guests came from South Vietnam, and they were not familiar with the princess and generals present, so they let him go.

What's more, now that the two countries are in good condition, this person has to be treated as a guest of honor.

So he arranged two stunning people to serve him, but he smiled and refused, and he no longer forced him.

Halfway through the banquet, he almost forgot that there was such a person here. Who knew that he would suddenly come out halfway?

He didn't really want to send Yan Zhuo out. Yan Zhuo guessed right, he just wanted to scare her and cheat her in the bottom line.

Who dares to really ask for someone from his house?

But Cheng Yaojin, who had come out of the way, spoke up, and he couldn't change his words, so he was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Yuchu had already walked up to the two of them. His eyes were taken back from Yan Zhuo's face, looking at Meng Guan, bowed his hand, and said with a smile: "Sir Shaoqing is really generous, and I am willing to give you such a stunning beauty. Zhao, but I accepted it!"

Yan Zhuo's mind was shaking when he saw him, like the string that had been tensely loosened in an instant, or as if he had seen a lamp in the vast winter night, his whole body relaxed from the extreme tension and anger he had just now, and he breathed calmly.

But his eyes looked very strange, straight and a little hot, which made her feel a little confused about how to put it on. And the smile was still hanging on her lips, like a mask.

Meng Guan smiled and nodded to Zhao Yuchuyi: "I didn't expect that the young master likes this one, but the young master has a noble status. I am afraid that such a mere maid is not worthy of you! It would be ridiculous to be known that I, Dazhou, gave it to the young master. If you come, choose a few more..."

"No need." Zhao Yuchu raised his hand, and had already pulled Yan Zhuo's arm and pulled her to her side. He hugged her waist again and said with a smile: "I just like this."

Yan Zhuo was hugged by him in public, his right shoulder was pressed against his chest, as hard as a wall, and the big hand resting on her waist was warm, and he really hugged her hard, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

She didn't dare to struggle, her cheeks were scalding, and her heartbeat was like a whip. This kid was still so virtuous!

Meng Guan was a little embarrassed, his eyes fell on Yan Zhuo's face and smiled slightly, "Where are you Liu Niang, are you willing to go with this young master?"

He was sure that Yan Zhuo would not want to do so. As long as she said she didn't want to, he would have an excuse not to let Zhao Yuchu take the person away.

Yan Zhuo met his eyes and spoke, "I'm willing."

The sound is not loud, but it is gentle, but it is enough to make people hear it clearly.
Chapter completed!