Chapter 569: How can it be okay?

   Chapter 569 How can it be okay?

   Not only her, but Hanxiang was also very frustrated.

   "How can it be okay?"

  Hanxiang kept mumbling, and then she glanced over at Song Gege's warning, and shut up.

   Today, Song Gege managed to get Hanxiang to tell Ba Fujin that Mu Jin and Qifujin and others practiced equestrianism together, and by the way, there were a few provocative words.

   Song Gege did not let Hanxiang come forward in person, and the Ba Fu Jin would not know that it was related to their master and servant.

  Song Gege was very sure that with Ba Fujin's temperament, she would definitely go to trouble Mu Jin.

horse riding? Oh, this kind of thing is the most prone to accidents, she is looking forward to it!

   In order to avoid suspicion, she is still staying in a yurt today and has not gone anywhere.

  But, why is Mu Jin still fine? And also came back with the fourth master?

   Is the Eight Fortunes Jin so useless?

   Or, is Mu Jin's luck really too good?

   No matter which one, Song Gege's master and servant are very angry.

   Song Gege was so angry that he was almost despairing: Why is there such a big difference between people? It makes people want to hate even God!

  Tonight is a grand banquet held by various Mongolian tribes to entertain the Emperor of Qing Dynasty and everyone.

   Their style is different from last night's royal solemnity and luxury, grand, warm and rough.

The piles of bonfires were burning and spreading on the grassland. The flickering fire was full of enthusiasm. All kinds of barbecued meats were dripping oil on the bonfires with a mouth-watering aroma. Everyone laughed and laughed, drinking in big bowls. Not so lively.

  Tonight, Mu Jin also participated, and the women and men were still separated.

This kind of atmosphere is actually very good, the sky is wide, the bonfire is roaring, there are delicious barbecues, the sky is full of stars, surrounded by laughter and laughter, and sometimes there are unrestrained and enthusiastic Mongolians singing their unique nationality of folk songs.

   The singing voice is loud and heroic, but the roughness is very suitable for the current situation, which makes people feel comfortable.

   This evening, Mu Jin had a good time.

   The only regret is that Mu Jin deliberately looked around, but did not find the girl in red with whom he had a good conversation at the dinner party yesterday.

   Maybe it’s because everyone has changed their clothes today, and it’s hard to see the light and extinguishing of the fire next to the bonfire.

   This made Mu Jin a little regretful.

   But also did not see the Eight Fortunes appearing, maybe he was injured in the foot and stayed in the yurt to rest.

   This made Mu Jin feel very relieved.

   At least no one jumped out to do things.

  It was late at night, and the women who felt sleepy went back to rest as they did last night.

   Song Gege walked with Mu Jin, talking together on the road.

  Song Gege casually asked about today's horse riding, which made Mu Jin glance at her and laughed at herself: "Is this story spread so quickly!"

   Living in a camp is different from that in the capital. There is a little bit of trouble, and everyone knows it soon.

"I only heard a few words," Song Gege smiled and said with concern: "Fortunately, my sister is fine, but I should be more careful in the future. It's not very pleasant to say, after all, the identities are different. Three long and two short, it is not my sister's fault, but also my sister's fault. And when we go out, no matter what happens, we will always be told to bring Si Ye's mansion when we talk about it. I know, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I will be annoyed. This is to remind my sister from the bottom of my heart. My sister is a sensible person, so don't blame me."

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   (end of this chapter)