Hearing Arnold's words, Hu Gechi felt that the tea in his mouth turned as sweet as honey. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, and his eyes were full of smiles. Arnold must be caring about him, he must be.
he.
Putting down the tea cup in his hand, he coughed lightly: "Actually, my injury has already healed, but I just don't think it's interesting to play with these people. When it comes to wrestling, it's more fun to play with my brothers."
Not far away, there was a commotion at the place where several young princes were. Arnold glanced over there and said, "How long do you think your ninth brother can last? He will definitely be drunk after drinking like this."
"Lao Qi deliberately wanted to punish him. Didn't you see that all of them drank water and only Ninth Brother drank wine?" Hu Gechi pursed his lips and said.
"You can tell whether it's water or wine from such a distance?" Arnold's eyes were filled with curiosity. Are the colors of water and wine different? She looked over there again, "They seem to look the same."
Hu Gechi patiently explained to her, "Look at the wine pourers. These wine pourers are all their confidants. Only the people around Lao Jiu belong to Lao Qi. Moreover, they take turns to drink. Lao
Jiu didn't stop, even so, it's impossible not to feel a little bit after those few bowls of wine."
"How do you know so clearly?"
Hu Gechi laughed, and the joy in his eyes was not fake, "This is the method we used to punish Lao Qi when we were young. I didn't expect that he would learn it secretly."
Arnold thought about it carefully. They did often drink together when they were teenagers. Compared to Zhenjin, Lao Qi was the youngest. She didn't notice that Lao Qi was the one who got drunk every time. Now that she thinks about it, how many of their brothers
There was such a tacit understanding, and Arnold couldn't help but laugh. But before the smile on his lips disappeared, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. This time passed so fast.
"Oh, how could this be possible!"
Ulan next to him complained and stamped his feet angrily.
Arnold came back to his senses and looked towards the wrestling ring, only to see a wrestler walking out of the ring dejectedly, obviously losing.
"This is already the third game. If we lose again, we will lose face to Dayuan." Ulan said angrily, bending down to give Arnold a cup of tea.
"Who is that person?" Arnold asked curiously. This player didn't look like a wrestler. He looked much thinner than those wrestlers. Such a person should look like someone who has nothing to do.
The aristocratic children who end up having fun.
"The little prince from Wokuotai, I heard that he is a master. He has loved wrestling since he was a child."
"That's right!" Arnold said casually. There are such nobles, but not many of them actually end up in person. Even the brothers Hu Gechi, apart from the brothers wrestling together, most of the time.
They are all bystanders and rarely end up in trouble.
"I heard that there were so many masters in the Yuan Dynasty, but now that I came here to see them, I feel that my reputation is a bit unearned." The little prince of Wo Guotai had a arrogant face, and his voice was light but full of provocation.
smell.
The Khan remained calm after hearing his words, but turned his head and gave a few instructions to the chamberlain beside him. The chamberlain trotted straight towards Hu Gechi.
Arnold felt a little annoyed. Khan was trying to save face and let his son die. Now it would not be so easy for Hu Gechi to refuse!
A hand reached out from the side to grab her hand, and the warm palm burned the back of her hand. Hu Gechi smiled faintly at Arnold and nodded, and only uttered two syllables in his mouth: "Don't worry."