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Chapter 213 Bonfire Banquet

Yangyang shook off his arms with all her strength and slowly stood up from the ground. She rubbed her wrist which had turned red from being strangled by him and was speechless for a moment.

"I'm sorry I hurt you!"

Tang Yuwei stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Yangyang's wrist, but Yangyang turned around and blocked his touch.

Yangyang turned his back to him, looking at the setting sun, and said with a secret determination, "You asked Jiang Chi to tie up Helan Qin and let him go to find General Jia Kuizhuo, right?"

"Are you angry about this?" Tang Yuwei frowned slightly, then suddenly relaxed his brows. "Kidning Helan Qin is indeed inappropriate, but you know the purpose. We..."

"I don't know!" Yangyang clenched his fists, determined to perform this scene perfectly.

She turned around and looked at Tang Yuwei, her lips trembling, "I don't want to know what you guys want to do either. But you shouldn't have used Helan Qin and me over and over again!"

"You think I'm taking advantage of you?"

“Isn’t it?” Yangyang bit her lips and decided to say the hurtful words. Only in this way would Tang Yuwei let go. “Since I am being used, why don’t I find someone more reliable to use!”

"Reliable?" Tang Yuwei sneered, looked at Yangyang with puzzled eyes, and sneered, "You call Yuwen Bo reliable! Are you..."

"Crazy? You want to say I'm crazy, right?"

Veins popped out on Tang Yuwei's forehead, and he stared at Yangyang with his eyes fixed on her. He said in a low voice from deep in his throat, "I want to say that you are stupid!"

"Yes! I'm stupid!" Yangyang didn't dare to look into his eyes again, fearing that she would cowardly want to retreat and explain that this was not what she really wanted to say. She turned her head away and said hesitantly, "So, I won't bother you anymore in the future! General Tang!"

"Okay! As you wish!"

At sunset, Yangyang watched Tang Yuwei's figure gradually going away, as if she could never catch him again.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, determined never to shed tears again in her lifetime!

Night falls quickly, and the bonfire party in the desert is much more shocking than the one inside the palace walls. The huge bonfire under the endless starry sky illuminates every corner of the night. Here, people no longer have to fear the coming of darkness.

A circle of fruits and wine was placed around the campfire, and the empty plates were just waiting for the sizzling fat lamb roasted on the campfire.

Yuwen Jin and Duan Fangya took their seats first, followed by the rest of the people and the generals in the army.

The guests were suitable, and Yu Wenjin stood up happily, raised the glass cup in his hand, and looked around, "Today, the wine is in my heart, the stars are shining, and it is a wonderful thing to be together. Let's raise a toast together!"

Seeing this, everyone stood up and raised their glasses. Only Minister Feng, who had been upset during the day, sat still and said with an unhappy look on his face,

"This bonfire banquet is nothing special. Not only are the plates empty, but there is no singing or dancing. Is this how General Tang treats the court?"

Old Deng was unhappy, but he couldn't take it out on his son-in-law, let alone the crown prince. So he could only vent his complaints on the army commander Tang Yuwei.

Tang Yuwei was not very happy today, especially facing a fool like Minister Feng. He looked at the roasted sheep on the campfire, his eyes full of fire and said,

"Minister Feng has been sitting in the imperial court for a long time, so he naturally doesn't know how delicious the red and plump lamb on the bonfire is! This is a card that only the desert can have when entertaining distinguished guests!"

"It's just a sheep!" Minister Feng also looked at the roasted sheep on the bonfire in the middle and said jokingly, "Since you are treating me, why don't you cut a piece for me and put it on the plate!"

"How dare you!" The guards beside Yuwen Jin prepared to draw their swords. "The Crown Prince hasn't even given the order to make the first move, and you, a subject, are so arrogant!"

"Hey!" The prince immediately stopped the guard and stopped him from drawing his sword. He glanced at Tang Yuwei and said, "I have been in Sand City for a long time. Lord Feng just arrived today, so he is undoubtedly a distinguished guest! It's okay for him to enjoy the first sword!"

Minister Feng really took himself seriously. Hearing the prince say this, he sat down and said even more unscrupulously,

"Since His Highness has said so, General Tang, why don't you present this first knife to me?"

At this time, the young marquis who had been silent and sitting next to Minister Feng whispered, "Master Minister, this is the army!"

But Minister Feng didn't understand what was meant by this, and he was already displeased with his son-in-law today, so he continued to ask, "General Tang, why are you still standing there?"

Tang Yuwei had a sullen face, pretending to be reluctant, and walked closer to the campfire.

He held a big knife in his hand, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and red because of the bonfire.

In an instant, he raised the knife and chopped at the fat sheep. After a few slashes, the mutton was safely lying on the red-hot blade.

Without waiting, Tang Yuwei raised the big knife and pointed it directly at Minister Feng's face, which was covered with flesh, and stopped less than an inch away from his mouth.

Minister Feng raised his hands and said in horror, "Here, here, bring it farther away!"

The roasted lamb was still emitting sizzling smoke from the red blade, which immediately floated into Minister Feng's nose and eyes, choking him and making him cry, but he dared not move.

Tang Yuwei had no intention of taking the knife away. "Didn't Minister Feng ask me to cut mutton for you? What? Don't you like the taste?"

"Put the knife away!" Minister Feng looked so embarrassed that he was about to faint. He was completely different from the arrogance and domineering person he had just been.

Tang Yuwei sneered, "Oh! Is that so!"

Then he slowly took the knife away, and it was obvious that Minister Feng was slightly relieved. Tang Yuwei brought the blade closer again, "Minister Feng likes this taste, right?"

Minister Feng shuddered with fear, "I like it! I like it very much! Quick, take it away!"

As a result, everyone present, including Yuwen Bo, couldn't help but want to laugh at the pretentious Minister Feng.

Tang Yuwei said again, "Sir Feng, can we watch the singing and dancing?"

"General Tang will make all the arrangements. It's all up to General Tang!"

After that! A group of dancers wearing strange masks entered the venue. They were all holding sledgehammers and waving their claws. Minister Feng, who was already frightened, was so frightened that he just poured wine into his mouth!

Everyone present was served delicious mutton by the servants, except Yuwen Bo who did not dare to slack off.

After half a round of drinking, Yuwen Bo finally ran out of patience. With a loud clatter, a glass cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces!

"Oh! It's really not true. I drank too much. Hahaha!" Yuwen Bo looked at the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess and said meaningfully, "Is there something missing from this performance?"

Yu Wenjin picked up the wine glass and drank a glass by himself, "Young Marquis, don't worry, you will definitely see what you want to see tonight!"