Chapter 2297: Difficulty

Seeing her say this, the guards under her command had to insert the knife back in disappointment, thinking of finding an opportunity to teach this Japanese man a lesson, and dare to take such a big advantage in the princess.

Song Qingshu was lying on the ground without moving, and he started to sniffle, but he was secretly sighing in his heart that her body was really soft and soft, and there was a fragrance on her body, not the common kind of powdery smell, but another kind of nice smell, a bit like milk.

He just used the excuse to pour it on the other party, of course not to take advantage of it, but he really couldn't hold it in. You know, he just poured five jars of wine into his stomach. Although he was wrapped in true energy, he would not be able to get drunk, but he could not hold it in his body. He vaguely felt that his whole body seemed to have swollen.

You have to force out the wine in your body as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome. People are full of poisonous gas to attack your heart. At that time, his true energy cannot be contained and the alcoholic gas to attack your heart. It would be really embarrassing.

Brother Ali Bu ran to take a look and hurriedly greeted his subordinates: Come on, Fushuiyue Matsushima went to the guest room to rest.

Shan Yuru wanted to volunteer, but was worried that it would arouse others' suspicion, so she had to watch Song Qingshu be helped into the inner hall by the guards.

At this time, Yalun also stood up and said: Seventh brother, can you borrow the room here? I also need to change my clothes.

Brother Ali Bu slapped his forehead: I was negligent, I came here and took the princess to the backyard, and gave the princess those new sets of clothes to the princess.

Thank you, Seventh brother.

Yalun nodded slightly, then picked up his son from the wet nurse's hand. Everyone thought that her chest was wet with alcohol. Only she knew that she had grown so strongly on weekdays, but she was just pressed by the Shuiyue Sect...

Let’s talk about Song Qingshu being helped to sleep in the room, the guards guarded outside the door. After all, this place is the important place of the royal palace, and it is impossible to leave a man here without supervision.

But this is not a problem for Song Qingshu. With his skills, he sneaked out and would not alarm the guards at the door.

Found a remote garden, Song Qingshu looked around and saw that there was no one everywhere. He hurriedly used his energy to control his sword, reached out to point into the bushes, and a smell of alcohol instantly shot out from his fingers.

While releasing the pressure in his body, Song Qingshu thought that using wine as a sword seemed to be able to do it. Although it was tangible and in appearance compared to sword energy, combined with the technique of life and death talisman, the wine breath shot into people, which was much more difficult than the sword energy shot into it.

With half a stick of incense, Song Qingshu just forced out all the wine he had just drunk, and suddenly felt as light as Yàn. Just when he was about to return to his room, he suddenly noticed that Ali Buge was coming in a hurry.

He felt a stern in his heart and hurriedly flashed behind the tree, and he was secretly wondering: Isn’t there a banquet ahead? How could the master be the one who is not present?

Curious, and with the skillful and brave, he followed quietly. Brother Ali Bu came to a yard and did not rush to go in. Instead, he bowed at the door and asked: Is it convenient for sister-in-law to speak now?

Wait ~ Yalun's voice came from inside the room.

The fire of the gossip of Song Qingshu was ignited, thinking to himself, could it be that there was one or two legs between this uncle and sister-in-law?

After a while, Yalun walked out while tidying up his clothes: Seventh brother, what do you want to say?

Song Qingshu noticed that she had changed into a set of clothes and his expression was a little strange, but he immediately realized that it was unlikely that anything would happen in such a short period of time. It must be because he had thought it was wrong.

Today's incident is a bit sorry for my sister-in-law.Brother Ali Bu looked apologetic. I invited the Shuiyue Sect and didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

Yalun shook his head: This is not a big deal, don’t worry, Seventh brother, are you planning to win him over?

Ali Buge nodded: Yes, something like that happened in Xingqing Mansion last time. He obviously had offended Xulagu, so he naturally offended Kublai Khan. It was a good time for us to win him over.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and it was indeed a good guess. It was a pity that they had some thoughts and met their own fake Shuiyue Sect.

Yalun frowned and said: But after all, he is the subordinate of Da Khan. Will this be a bit overwhelming?

Brother Ali Bu smiled and said: Don't worry, have you not seen clearly in the past few years? Da Khan just sat on the fight between us brothers, so he would not intervene. What's more, Shuiyue Sect is not the direct lineage of Da Khan. There is something like that in Xingqing Mansion. Da Khan will not care about it. People like Li Chi Mèi and Basiba, I will not make things boring to provoke.

Hope this is the case, Yalun nodded, and then asked in confusion. The Shuiyue Sect is just a martial arts master, with no soldiers or generals under his command. Can you spend so much effort to win him over?

Brother Ali Bu looked at the direction of the king's tent: What if there are soldiers and generals?As long as the Khan is still there, it is impossible for us to mobilize troops and fight directly. We can only use other means. This will make martial arts masters very useful. Did the sister-in-law forget how Ogedei and Takayu and his son died in the first place?

Song Qingshu was shocked. It seemed that the deaths of these two people were indeed strange. No wonder Hai Milu was so persistent in taking revenge.

Yalun's face turned cold and he said coldly: And your elder brother.

Don’t worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely avenge my elder brother in the future.Brother Ali Bu said in a deep voice.

Yalun sighed: It's better for Seventh Brother. Your elder brother didn't love you in vain back then, but Kublai Khan, I'm just blaming me for being soft-hearted and confused by being confused by the sect...

That's sister-in-law, you are kind-hearted, and Brother Ali also scolded, "The fourth brother is really not a person, but he even covets his sister-in-law."

Song Qingshu was stunned when he heard this. It turned out that these brothers still had this kind of grudge. However, Kublai Khan was also a great man of his generation. Why was he so lustful and blind?

Yalun sneered: Our Mongolia does have the tradition of brothers and brothers, but the real murderer who killed your elder brother was not found out. He is also suspicious of Kublai Khan. How could I commit myself to him in this situation?

It is wise for my sister-in-law to do this. You should know that the reason why the position of crown prince was transferred from the Ogedei Department to our side was thanks to my mother and elder brother's years of management. As a result, when my elder brother died, half of the shadow government he had worked hard to establish was poached by the fourth brother. It is hard to say that he was not deliberately trying.

Feeling the other party's anger, Ali Bu Ge continued to add fuel to the fire.

At this time, the cry of a child came from the room. Yalun hurriedly went in and came out with his son, coaxing him and said: Sixth brother, don’t worry, although a lot of forces under his command were pulled away after your elder brother died, there were still many loyal and righteous people after all, I will fully support you to obtain the reserve position.

Brother Alibaba is overjoyed: Thank you sister-in-law!

Yalun said: You go and do your business first, I'll coax Brother Yulong first.

OK, I'll go to the Shuiyue Sect to take a look first.Brother Ali said goodbye to her, and Song Qingshu hurried to his room.

After everyone left, Yalun gently shook the baby in his arms, and tears fell on his face without realizing it: My miserable child, all this should be your Ah...