Chapter 1267

Lin Ruo just likes to look at the heartless appearance of Du Cao: "Xiao Cao, sometimes I really envy you. How do you say you are not sad or happy?"

Du Cao said with a smile: "seven emotions and six desires are everyone's right. I tell you that it's not terrible to fall down. It's also brave to stand up and continue to walk when you fall down and cry. Don't be so depressed when you are young. Your son will be the same as you then. I see what you can do!"

Hearing this, Lin Ruo was a little inconceivable: "I thought people like you would like reason very much."

"I like reason, but I prefer mischief. I think mischief is everyone's right." Du Cao laughed: "to be exact, it's the right of everyone who is loved, don't you?"

Although Du Cao's words are very straightforward, they are also true.

If there is no one to love, how can there be capital for mischief?

"Come on, let's go quickly. Today is a hundred day banquet for the little prince. The prince is the leading role. It's not OK to be late." Du Cao pulls Lin Ruo out like this.

According to the rules, duckweed can't walk with Lin Ruo.

Now there is no outsider, duckweed will not do disrespectful fake out, so quietly around from behind.

Looking at Ji Shumo, who is pushing a cup to change one among the people, Du Cao gently smiles, and then goes over: "OK, you bully my husband while you're away, don't you?"

"Oh? Who dares to bully our general

Yang can just came back from the frontier, sun tanned, laughing at the weeds.

Du Cao was angry when he looked at Yang can like this. He turned a white eye and said, "smelly boy, you've gone to the frontier. Your wings are hard, aren't you?"

Yang can smiles and salutes Du Cao: "I've met the general's wife."

Fart.

Du Cao looked at Yang can and knew that he was not sincere at all. He was deliberately teasing himself in front of so many people.

Although Du Cao didn't like this kind of behavior very much, Yang can didn't regard her as an outsider.

If you think so, the weed will like it again.

"Well, you're smart."

Du Cao smiles and says to Yang Canyang, "welcome back."

Ji Shumo took the wine cup in Du Cao's hand and also laughed at Yang can: "welcome back."

Then Ji Shumo drank the glass of wine.

Hello!

Yang can looked at these two people singing and laughing a little bit: "you husband and wife are very good, a glass of wine represents the two people's mind, you are too good?"

Looking at Yang can like this, Du Cao snorted: "what? Do you have a problem? "

No problem. No problem at all. What can I do for you?

How dare Yang can have any opinions?

It's just a good drink.

Because it's a hundred day banquet for the little prince, although there are many people coming, there are not so many rules. This should be the most relaxed banquet Du Cao has ever attended since she came here.

Because there are still some things to do later, the duckweed didn't drink much, and the atmosphere of the whole banquet was very warm.

Looking at Huang Fu Yue holding Lin ruo's shoulder, the three members of the family, Du Cao actually has a kind of happy feeling that my family has just grown up?

Is this the legendary old sister-in-law like a mother?

No, no, that's a terrible idea.

Du Cao saw that time was almost up, and pulled Ji's clothes: "we should go."

Ji Shu Mo nodded, turned around and took Du Cao's hand, so they went out together.

Straight on the carriage, Du Cao has already begun to look forward to what it will be like to see Liu An.

If you want to say that now the most miserable should be Liu An, right?

He is the king of Jin Huai, and he is the hereditary king of Jin Huai.

So he was born noble and spoiled.

In addition, the body is not good, so the people around have been careful to serve, when have such grievances?

I was locked up in a small dark room where I couldn't see the sun. Eating and drinking were simple food, but I couldn't wash.

However, only half a month later, Liu an only felt that he was going to collapse: "when will ducao come?"It's a pity that no one answers Liu An. People here can't talk to Liu An or even give him a look.

When he saw Lengquan village, Ji Shumo was stunned: "when did you have friendship with the bandits?"

Du Cao laughed and then said faintly, "it's nothing else. At that time, I used to go shopping around here. They robbed me and I bombed them. I don't know each other anymore?

Later, I found out that brother Tang was different from other bandits. He was not a vicious man, so I helped him unify all the bandit strongholds around here. Isn't he a good friend? "

Ji Shumo frowned: "how can I not know such an important thing?"

Is this a very important thing?

Du Cao looked at Ji Lyric Mo's serious appearance, some helpless smile, whispered: "this is just a very small thing, I tell you, ha, so many years of such things, really countless."

Hearing this, Ji Lyric Mo's heart is more not taste, tightly hugged Du Cao: "your world, how much did I miss?"

What's so sad about that?

Du Cao looked at Ji's pathetic appearance, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "in fact, this is a very normal thing. We are two different individuals, aren't we? Everyone has his own world, and I don't know all about you. "

"I can't fight for you, and you can't do business for me. There's nothing I can do, right?"

Du Cao smiles and touches Ji Shumo's head, as if to comfort a large dog.

It's because of Du Cao's reason that Ji Shumo has a bad feeling in his heart.

Although they have known each other since childhood, they have been fighting side by side for so many years. Even the duckweed children gave birth to two of them.

But I don't know why, Ji always has an illusion that in the world of Du Cao, he has no sense of existence.

Two people are not like husband and wife, but like... Partners?

This kind of feeling makes Ji Shumo very frightened and distressed.

"Well, let's go in."

Where does Du Cao know what Ji Lyric Mo is thinking?

So he went in: "brother Tang! I'm grass! Here I am

When Du Cao entered the stronghold, he changed his role instantly. He seemed to be a hooligan. He spoke in a rude voice.