Chapter 39: The Court (2)

King Wu was a little nervous when he was stared at by Jun Xian. Jun Xian was killed when he was young, and he could be said to be the first warrior of Qi State. Even if he was old, the borders of the countries adjacent to Qi State still spread. With the prestige of Jun Xian back then.

Being stared at by Jun Xian, King Wu subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"I don't need to bother you all about the affairs of the Prince Lin's Mansion." Seeing that everyone stopped laughing, Jun Xian withdrew his gaze.

"Cough, I'm not concerned about the pillars of the country." Seeing that Jun Xian didn't show his power, King Wu finally understood.

The titan of the year is now old, the hero is too late, he is already a toothless tiger!

"By the way, I heard that your Jun Wuxie hasn't been out and about recently? Hey, she's still young, even if she doesn't have a fate with Mo Hyunfei, there's no need to be so sad, she has to come out to get some air. Don't hold back at home." Realizing that Jun Xian was no longer the fierce tiger of the year, King Wu had no scruples, and after talking about Jun Qing, he brought Jun Wu Xie out to block Jun Xian.

Jun Xian glared at King Wu.

King Wu said with a smile: "Next month is the prince's birthday, the Holy Master asked me and the Ministry of Rites to make arrangements. I see that your family has been holding back for so long, and it is time to come out to relax. The Holy Master also said that he had been engaged in the previous marriage contract. I feel that I am indebted to Wu Xie, so this time, on the Prince's birthday, he specially invited Jun Wu Xie to attend the banquet."

"Understood." Jun Xian didn't want to talk nonsense with these guys anymore, he just hurried away after a few words.

Looking at Jun Xian's "wolverine" back, Wu Wang smiled more and more recklessly.

"Still holding an air? Do you really think he is still the former King Lin?" King Wu sneered lightly, and the ministers who accompanied him repeatedly echoed.

"King Lin can't see what's going on in front of him, Jun Gu is dead, then Jun Qing will probably not live long, and there are only him and Jun Wuxie, the incompetent girl left in King Lin's house, how long can they hold the Ruilin Army? ?" A minister said with a smile.

"Come on, people still think that they are the marshals of the troops and horses who hold the army in their hands, don't they just die two sons? Hehe." King Wu snorted a few words, but didn't say much. But he didn't notice at all that Jun Xian's back when he left had lost the vicissitudes of the past and became tall and straight, just like the hero who stood in the middle of the army and pointed the country.

Jun Xian returned to Prince Lin's mansion with a sullen face. Today, this kind of thing is not uncommon for him. When he got home, the expression on Jun Xian's face softened immediately. Before he reached the inner courtyard, he asked about the familiar herbs. fragrant.

Jun Wu Xie walked out of his courtyard with two pots of medicinal materials that had just been prepared, and just happened to meet Jun Xian who came back.

"Grandpa." Jun Wu Xie nodded when he saw Jun Xian, and called out softly.

"Tossing with these things again, are you tired of staying at home during this time? Next month, on the prince's birthday, how about grandpa take you there?" Jun Xian said with a smile.

"Okay." Jun Wuxie replied without thinking much.

Jun Xian smiled and patted her on the shoulder, then went back to the room to change without saying anything.

Jun Wu Xie stood there and watched Jun Xian's back disappear before she took a step forward and continued to walk towards her Jun Qing's yard.

"Meow~" The black cat walked, rubbing against Jun Wuxie's calf.

There was something wrong with Grandpa's expression.

"Yeah." Jun Wuxie also noticed.

"Meow."

Is it related to the prince's birthday?