Chapter 2318 Desert (20)

The Turkic maid who was serving her beside her cut off the meat from the lamb leg with neat movements and put it on her plate.

He also poured her a glass of warm kumiss and scooped up a large bowl of red spicy soup.

It's very red and tastes very pungent. I don't know what was added to it.

"Princess please."

"..."

She suddenly felt like she didn't have much appetite.

Looking at the big bowl of spicy soup, and looking at the golden roasted lamb leg.

Turks do not use chopsticks and usually eat with their hands or a spoon.

After weighing and comparing, she picked up the spoon and reached for the mutton leg.

Although the spicy soup is red, she really doesn't like the taste.

I would rather eat meat than drink soup.

The maid waited on her quietly.

She ate very little at this breakfast.

I just ate a little roasted lamb leg and a bowl of horse meat soup.

Kumis was on the sweet side, so she drank some.

I just know that my body is not good at drinking, so I drink very restrainedly.

Afraid of getting drunk.

Soon, the Great Khan got drunk, half hugged the Turkic maid next to him, and left.

There were only a few young people left in the felt tent.

The third prince seemed to have not slept all night and was not in good spirits.

After drinking a large pot of kumiss, he stood up and stretched.

"No, I have to go back and catch up on some sleep."

He worked so hard last night, and he didn't know who it was for.

His eyes passed over his eldest brother and then glanced at the princess who was quietly drinking horse soup.

Although Adal Khan is usually taciturn, it is rare for him to say nothing like today.

After stretching, he looked at Lu Shaodeng.

"General Lu, you didn't get any rest last night, right?"

His tent was placed next to the princess's original tent. There was so much noise last night that he would definitely not be able to sleep.

Lu Shaodeng handed over his hand and said, "It's acceptable."

If you can't fall asleep, you can't fall asleep, but it's okay to squint for a while.

Adema walked over and pulled him up.

"What's okay? If you didn't sleep well, you didn't sleep well."

"Let's go back and catch up on some sleep."

"...Huh? Huh?"

Lu Shaodeng was forcibly dragged up and taken away.

Pulling them outside the felt tent, there were only two people left inside.

"...No, Third Prince, I don't need to catch up on my sleep."

He wanted to go back, but Adema still dragged him away.

"No need, no need, just go back to sleep."

You are so young, why do you have so much energy but no discernment?

"..." Lu Shaodeng turned around.

"Yes, but-"

"Stop it, shut up."

The sounds outside gradually faded away, and soon, they were no longer audible.

Quietly, the atmosphere inside the felt tent became a little subtle.

The sounds of clinking porcelain and pouring wine came clearly.

Her Royal Highness finished the warm horse soup and took the last sip of kumiss.

He and she were the only ones left in the felt tent. She put down the exquisite silver wine glass and looked across.

The cheeks were slightly red, maybe because of drinking, or maybe because the fire in the felt tent was burning too brightly.

The eyes were moist and filled with translucent mist.

He looked drunk, but his eyes were still clear.

Clean and look at him.

very quiet.

He even had a wine burp.

The voice is small and delicate.

Adair Khan glanced at her.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes were dark and still had a strong sense of coldness.

He took a sip of wine and put down the glass.

"Can I...ask you a question?"

She looked at him, meeting his gaze.