Weak Liu Fufeng glanced at the soldiers and changed the subject: "Don't you have anything else to say? You must talk about these useless things during the meal."
"Yes! Of course there is!" one person shouted: "Speaking of which, Lin Muxiao, the Prince of Daliang, according to rumors, he will arrive in Dongling Kingdom in the next two days."
"Hmm, what next?"
"Then? Then it depends on the development and how the emperor treats each other with courtesy."
"I heard that the princess of Daliang is our prince's concubine." Another person glanced at Yu Beiming and lowered his voice.
"I've also heard that the princess doesn't have a very good temper. She often beats people up. Prince Lin is not such a person. How could this princess have such a character? I really don't understand." One person also lowered his voice.
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"Hey, eat you guys quickly. There are so many things you don't understand. Talk less and eat more." Suddenly a lieutenant general appeared above them.
As soon as they saw it, they kept silent and immersed themselves in eating, then finished their meal and left in a few seconds.
Now only Yu Beiming, Mo Xiaohuan, Liu Liu Fufeng and a few generals are left in the restaurant.
Several generals glanced at Yu Beiming, and each of them looked at each other. One of them stepped forward and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. They don't understand the rules. They are all talking nonsense."
Yu Beiming just glanced at him lightly and waved his hand: "Nothing, they were just chatting casually."
On the contrary, everyone couldn't help but straighten their spines at his overly calm attitude.
Mo Xiaohuan stopped eating and looked at Yu Beiming quietly, but she was thinking about Lin Muxiao.
"Have you eaten yet?" Yu Beiming asked her
Mo Xiaohuan nodded: "I'll go back early tomorrow morning."
Yu Beiming raised his eyebrows at her and wondered why she agreed to go back so quickly. He thought it would take a battle before she could go back willingly.
The weak Liu Fufeng, who said too much, naturally understood what Mo Xiaohuan was thinking, but he did not reveal it.
"Why are you looking like that? Aren't you happy when I go back?" Mo Xiaohuan glared at him angrily.
Yu Beiming always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it, and he felt a little depressed.
"Beiming, come on," Liu Fufeng called out to Yu Beiming.
Yu Beiming glanced at him, and then at Mo Xiaohuan. Mo Xiaohuan smiled before he got up and walked in the direction of Liuliu Fufeng.
Mo Xiaohuan glanced at the low conversation between Yu Beiming and Liu Fufeng, stood up and wanted to go back to his knees.
"Master Mo, may I ask who you are...?" Mo Xiaohuan was asked by a lieutenant general when she was crossing two tables to go upstairs.
Mo Xiaohuan turned to look at them, wondering why they asked her: "Is something wrong?"
In fact, they have been a little suspicious since Mo Xiaohuan came, because her identity is very mysterious and no one knows it, but she is so close to the prince. If their prince did not already have a princess, they would really suspect that she was the one behind the cut sleeve.
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"No...it's okay. I'm just a little curious about the relationship between Mr. Mo and the prince. I asked casually. It's okay." The lieutenant general smiled a little embarrassedly.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him and found that he was very young, around 20 years old. Looking at the military uniform level, he was a lieutenant general with some ability. No wonder he was curious. Youth is his asset.
"What's your name?" Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help but ask his name.
In fact, several generals were surprised that she would ask such a question, but they were also a little unhappy that she didn't take them seriously.