After receiving the old Khan's order, the third prince walked out proudly with the Mobei defense map.
At the beginning, the old Khan Xiao wanted to conquer the land of Mobei, but he was pinned to the ground and rubbed. It is not a secret among the Xiongnu.
Even people in neighboring countries know about it.
That battle was a lifelong shame for the old Khan. He has always been brooding about it. Every time someone sent troops to provoke Mobei, the old Khan would rejoice in his misfortune.
But Mobei can turn danger into safety every time.
This made him so angry that he has been looking for opportunities to take revenge over the years.
As Mobei's troops became more and more powerful, the old Khan knew how much he had, and gradually gave up this idea. That battle became a thorn in his heart.
Now that the third prince has obtained the defense map of Mobei, it has rekindled the old Khan's dead heart. The third prince believes that as long as he can bring Urchard to the old Khan, the old Khan can escape from that The mouth has been holding back the bad breath in his heart.
The position of Khan of the Huns belongs to him!
The second prince also knew very well that all his previous actions would be defeated by his third brother.
"Qi'er, I'm tired and want to rest. Please step back first."
The old Khan issued an eviction order and never mentioned the throne again.
The second prince's eyes dimmed, he stood up and said respectfully: "Yes, father, have a good rest, I will leave."
The second prince who left the palace did not leave directly. He glanced in the direction where the third prince left, and his expression gradually turned cold.
It seems it’s time to reply to that person…
On the other side, the third prince told Uldroma about the matter after returning to the palace.
Ul Zhuoma stood in front of the third prince and arranged his collar: "Congratulations, Your Highness, with the defense map of Mobei, it will be easy to capture Mobei. But can Your Highness agree to Zhuoma's two requests?"
The third prince held Ul Dolma's hand: "Don't say two, I will agree to Dolma even if it's twenty."
Uldroma smiled and leaned his face against the third prince's chest: "His Highness is so kind to me. I am lucky to be able to marry His Highness."
"If His Highness captures Mobei, can Mobei Kedun be handed over to Zhuoma?"
"Duyizhuoma."
The third prince agreed with all his heart. He wanted the throne of the Huns and was not interested in the feud between Uldroma and others.
Uldroma hugged the third prince's waist and made his next request.
"Your Highness, Zhuoma doesn't care what others do. He only wants my parents to be safe. After His Highness captures Mobei, can he take them over?"
Although the father and daughter almost broke off their relationship because of their anger before coming, after the anger subsided, General Ur was still the most respected father in Ul Droma's heart.
The third prince narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Don't worry Zhuoma, I will personally bring them to the Huns."
After a brief moment of tenderness, the third prince took the defense map to the military camp and led his troops to Mobei.
On the Mobei side, General Ji and others had already changed Mobei's defensive formation according to Hu Yanji's instructions. Everything was ready, and they were just waiting for the third prince to lead his troops to catch the turtle in the jar.
It was a long journey from the Xiongnu to the border between the two countries. The third prince and several generals rode in front, followed by an army of 30,000 people who traveled across mountains and rivers behind them.
By the time they arrived at the border between the two countries, it was already half a month later.
After learning that the third prince led the Xiongnu soldiers to Mobei, General Ur asked himself to lead the troops into battle. General Ji and General Chen followed closely, accompanying General Ur.
They knew that General Ur had been holding a breath in his heart these days, but they didn't stop him. They thought that today he would lead the troops into battle in person and kill him!
General Ur stared at the third prince opposite with an angry expression.
The third prince had a faint smile on his lips, as if he didn't see the anger on General Ur's face, and cupped his hands at him.
"My son-in-law has met my father-in-law. I never thought that one day we would meet in this way."
"Shut up! Don't get involved with me!"
General Ur looked at the third prince with gritted teeth. This voice from his father-in-law aroused the anger in his heart!
Facing General Ur's scolding, the third prince smiled instead of getting angry.
"What are you talking about, father-in-law? Before I came here, I promised Zhuoma that I would bring my father-in-law and mother-in-law back to the Huns."
"you!"
General Ur, who had always been steady, was now so stimulated by the third prince's few words that his chest heaved, as if he would fall off his horse in the next moment.
"Ur, he just uses words to break you down on purpose, you must not fall into his trap!"
General Chen noticed General Wu'er's mood and hurriedly patted him on the shoulder and warned him.
General Ur took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
He looked at the third prince across from him coldly: "Oh, you and I were defeated by my sword back then. Since you are here today, I will be merciful and let you walk the same path that I have walked!"
The shame of the past was mentioned again, and the smile on the third prince's face finally couldn't be held back.
He lowered his face, pursed his lips and looked at General Ur: "In that case, don't blame my son-in-law for not showing favor to his father-in-law."
As soon as the sound fell, the third prince waved his hand, and the 30,000 soldiers behind him instantly rushed towards the border between the two countries!
"kill!"
…
The border between the two countries was raging with war, but the imperial study room where Hu Yanji was located was peaceful.
He sat in front of the jade desk and reviewed the memorials, while Jiang Jingyu sat on the futon and leaned against him, reading books.
When Jiang Jingyu saw the word "Zhongyi", he picked up the brush beside him and wrote the word "Zhongyi" on the rice paper in front of him.
When Hu Yanji finished processing the memorial, he discovered that the originally white rice paper was already filled with dense handwriting.
Hu Yanji put the memorial aside, put his arms around Jiang Jingyu's shoulders and made her lie on his lap.
"What are you looking at?"
"name."
Jiang Jingyu responded without looking away from the book in his hand.
Hu Yanji's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Ayu, don't be in a hurry."
Hu Yanji was afraid that Jiang Jingyu would be put under pressure because of the child, so he had said more than once that the matter was not urgent.
Jiang Jingyu didn't explain much. Although Dongdong Yao didn't say that Hu Yanji suffered from infertility syndrome, she was really tortured by Hu Yanji on the night of the Hua Chao Festival. If she didn't take the twin pills, she wouldn't be able to bear the torture.
So after returning from the Flower Festival, she took the twin pills and waited only a month before pregnancy symptoms appeared.
Now that more than half a month has passed, Jiang Jingyu had nothing to do, so he chose a name for his child. Unexpectedly, Hu Yanji misunderstood it.
"Khan, how about taking these two words after the child is born?"
Jiang Jingyu pointed to the two words outlined on the book.
Hu Yanji looked in the direction of her finger and saw the words "Xu" and "Xin" on her fingertips.
Hu Yanxu, Hu Yanxin.
