Princess Dieyue got what she wanted and got around Darile.

Originally, this table was prepared for one person. Although the table was very wide, it was still very crowded to sit down for three people.

"Since the general of the Zhenguo and Princess Dieyue are in love, I won't intervene in the middle, the king..."

Just as Li Yuezhu was about to go back, he heard Beishuo say, "Since His Highness does not want to be with the Grand General of the State, as a saint, let's condescend to the same table as me."

Li Yuezhu never expected that Beishuo meant this.

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate. The king is the king of a country and has a great status. I am a little saint. How can I sit with you? Is it inappropriate?"

"What's the fear of this? Don't say that you are at the same table with me, it's reasonable even if you are allowed to sit in the upper seat!"

It turns out that there is no good banquet. Li Yuezhu has attended so many banquets, but never has any worry-free.

"Since the king insisted on this," Li Yuezhu stood up respectfully. She saw Bei Shuo's lips with a smile: "Then I'll sit with Zoe, after all, we haven't spoken for a long time."

"Zoe?"

Bei Shuo's face suddenly pulled down, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the woman who was walking by him calmly while holding a jar. He felt very uncomfortable.

Princess Dieyue is happy to watch the fun, after all, he has become the general of the country.

Looking at the high-ranking king, I heard that the emperor was only twenty-five years old, and he was so young, and he was extremely heroic and a wise king of the generation. Princess Dieyue felt aroused in her heart.

"Zoe disturbed."

Li Yuezhu put the jar on the table, looking calm, Zoe gave her a seat, between him and Aman.

"Aman!"

Li Yuezhu also nodded to her. After all, they all knew each other and shared hardships. Although it has been five years, they are still aware of the truth.

"I'll bother you."

Bei Shuo could guess what he thought, but he just looked at the graceful girl sitting in front of him. This girl was not the identity she had when she first came to Dongyue. She is now a noble saint. She cannot decide on major marriage matters, and at least she must have the consent of the Tianshi.

If Beishuo wants to stabilize the regime quickly, the fastest way is to marry the saint, and it is not so easy to marry the saint.

Zoe sighed in her heart and poured herself another cup of tea.

Li Yuezhu reached out to open the jar, took out a few bowls, and poured a cup of canned hawthorn for Zoe and Aman.

The hawthorn is cooked very thoroughly, looks red, with a mouth-watering feeling, and even the taste is very fragrant, even Zoe has never seen it.

"Try it! It's quite appetizing."

Zoe also appreciated her love. Although she hadn't seen her for five years, this girl grew taller and looked much more mature, but she was still so enthusiastic.

"What's this? I'll try it too."

Aman is still so pure, or rather, he is not as pure as he seems now. Everything is just a manifestation, but he is still respectful to Li Yuezhu.

Just like Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit, he dries the bowl of hawthorn juice in a few sips. After drinking it, he smashes his mouth: "This thing is sweet and sour, sour and sour, so delicious. Did you make this again?"

Aman and Li Yuezhu lived together for a while, and in the Lingxiao Palace, this little girl didn't know what she made, and she could make some strange and delicious things.

"I also went to Sizhuyuan a few days ago. The things there are indeed strange. Even the Central Plains are rare. I didn't expect that they bloom everywhere in our Dongyue. It looks quite interesting. Didn't the saint go and go around?"

"I just came back and my butt was warm before I could sit down, so you pulled me up. How could I have time to go shopping?"

“That’s right.”

Aman took a sweet potato, which was still hot, so he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"If I were to say that these are fate, if we hadn't had His Holy Majesty, how could we have eaten such sweet fruits?"

"I told you several times, that's not a fruit."

Zoe said to the brother expressionlessly, Aman is good at everything, but has a stubborn temper. As long as he decides, he can't even pull him back.

"The fruit is dry and sweet. Although it has less moisture, it looks a little ugly, and it needs to be heated, but it is really delicious. Don't you like it too?"

"You're talking too much."

"I've certainly talked a lot when I saw our Saint. I haven't seen her for five years. If His Saint hadn't brought potatoes and sweet potatoes, even if we could have planted some in our Gobi Desert, we would have been having trouble in the winters in the past few years."

"You also know that the weather has been particularly cold in winter in recent years and the time has lasted for a long time. If it weren't for these filling objects, I wouldn't know how many people we died!"

Aman was a person who dared to speak and do in the court. After all, he was a confidant of being brothers with His Majesty the Emperor. In addition, his character and His Majesty the Emperor's reliance, he also had some weight in his words.

"On behalf of our Dongyue Kingdom, I would like to thank His Highness the Saint for his gifts."

Aman was a very sincere person, and he knelt down and kowtowed.

"What are you doing? I should do these things. The Master of Heaven often teaches to save everyone. Since I have a destiny to everyone, I should lend a helping hand."

The ministers below were moved and admired the saint even more in their hearts.

"Today I am lucky enough to eat the food given by His Highness again, it's as usual!"

"I'm afraid no one has the blessing of General Zhenbei." Although General Zhenguo Darile sat with Princess Dieyue, the two of them didn't say a word. Darile has been paying attention to the movement here.

"I don't have the blessing of the general of the North. I just asked His Highness the Saint to ask for the food in the jar but was rejected by His Highness. It seems that the relationship is not in place, or what does His Highness the Saint have to complain about me?"

"The General of Zhenguo was a joke," Li Yuezhu scolded Darile ten thousand times in her heart. This man really didn't open the pot and brought it to any other pot. I really don't know what his purpose was tonight: "It wasn't that I didn't give it to the general just now, because this thing was not the most suitable time."

"It turns out that eating still takes time. I wonder what the time is now?"

Unexpectedly, Beishuo actually got a kick.

"Of course the time has come."

Well, this jar of canned hawthorn is gone today.

Soon a maid took the jar away and poured a bowl for His Majesty and the General of the State. There was not much preparation, but when they finished pouring it, there was still a little juice left in it.
Chapter completed!