403. Chapter 402 The spring breeze is warm and warm 12
Wu Enqi strode over, picked up the Baogu Gegen and went up the stairs.
As soon as I sat down in the Yage, I heard a shrill scream coming from outside, and then the whole street became lively.
"Dead people...dead people..."
"Not dead yet!!"
"It looks like the fall was not light!"
"If you fall from such a high place on the second floor, your legs will probably be ruined!"
"He's still a Mongolian. I don't know how Tianxiang Pavilion will be blamed again!"
"We won't be dragged to jail too!"
"Run quickly, stop looking."
Everyone in the Yage didn't say anything. Xiao Zhiqiu stood there timidly waiting for them to order. This group of people looked difficult to deal with. Mr. Baogu was a frequent visitor to Tianxiang Pavilion, and many people looked at his usual behavior.
They are not used to it, but they can only dare to be angry but dare not say anything. After all, the opponent is Mongolian. Now, this group of people actually directly disabled Mr. Baogu's legs. They even dared to destroy the legs of Mongolians. What else can they do except...
Besides the Mongols, there is also a very powerful Mongolian.
"Amul, you can call me whatever you want, you're welcome." Ganmala said with a smile, "My guards have gone back to get money, don't worry I can't pay the bill."
A Nuo raised his eyes and looked, but before he could speak, Hu Gechi took over the words, "What does this king's woman want to eat and you still have to pay for it? Do I, the Prince of Yunnan, lack money?"
Arnold only felt black lines on his head. Why didn't this guy know how to save money for himself? So she giggled twice, "The salary of Ganmala's family must be more than that of ours. Now we have to take care of the family."
It's not easy, and it's nothing to ask him to treat me to dinner." After saying that, she turned back to look at the waiter, "Give me two portions of the delicious food from Tianxiang Pavilion, one portion will be sent here, and the other will be sent next door.
"
"Next door?" The waiter was puzzled.
"Well, there are still people coming from our family. Let's take them to the next door later!"
"Yes, yes, I will make arrangements right now." The waiter hurriedly ran down with the empty tray, fearing that he would be slow to treat these distinguished guests.
Arnold picked up the tea cup in front of her and took a sip. The taste was fresh and natural, with a light fruity aroma, and the taste was sour and sweet. Her heart moved. I am afraid that the boss of Tianxiang Pavilion already knew that she was coming!
There were several footsteps outside the door, as well as a conversation between Wu Lan and Mrs. Zhang.
Although Arnold didn't mind eating at the same table with them, one of them was cooking for the prince's eldest son, Gan Mala, and the other was for Yunnan Wang Hu Gechi, and the empty seat left was for the prince's real gold.
The servants Wulan, Wuenqi and others probably didn't dare to sit at the same table with them. Even if they were forced to sit down, they would appear to be restrained. Therefore, she asked for two adjacent accommodations so that they could take care of each other easily without feeling uncomfortable.
cautious.
As for Qianhe, she is a flexible and transparent person. She knows Arnold's thoughts and thoughts, and she also knows how to measure. Therefore, she does not feel that there is any difference in eating with these noble people in the eyes of others. After all, she is now considered a
Arnold's nominal sister.
Everyone in the room was relatively quiet today, as if their mood was affected by the farce just now. The silent atmosphere made people feel depressed, and Qianhe finally couldn't bear it and opened the topic.
"Your Majesty, I heard that Right Prime Minister Shi Tianze is critically ill. I don't know if it's true or not."
Hu Gechi's movement of turning the cup in his hand suddenly stopped. He raised his eyes and stared at Qian He carefully for a while, "How do you know this?"