"Then who are this group of people? Can you find out clearly?" Jing Huahan sat cross-legged on the couch with a gloomy look in his eyes.
At this moment, there was nothing else but a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.
Wen Chan shook her head, "No - these slaves have never found out clearly. It's just that in the past few days, they have become more and more unlike ordinary businessmen. In short, we'd better leave here quickly."
The cold wind howled outside the tent, Jinghua Hairpin listened quietly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes and murmured softly, "God bless! Don't let anything happen again before dawn!"
Perhaps this was not destined to be a peaceful night, even Ori and Mu's tent kept burning wax until late into the night.
"Everyone is sleepy! Why don't you let them rest yet——"
"Why are you resting? We are about to enter the capital city! Once we enter the capital city, the huge palace is enough for you to sleep in! Come on - my dear - give me another sip of wine -"
On the low couch, Nandi was half sitting and half lying in Orihemu's arms, as if she had no bones.
Even though the lamp was dim, you could still see that the fragrant lipstick on her cheeks had smeared out a lot on her lips.
She straightened her waist slightly, took a sip of wine, held it in her mouth, and brought it to Orihemu's mouth with a charming smile.
Orihemu raised his head slightly, clasped the person tightly with his big hands, and watched with blurred eyes as the two red lips filled with the fragrance of wine moved to the corners of his mouth. He tilted his head and couldn't wait to... go up.
"Be gentle! - It hurts - I'm hurting!" Nandi shouted, punching Orihemu's shoulder and pushing him away a little.
"What you said is nice. No matter how big the palace is, it doesn't all belong to the emperor!" She stretched out her fingertips coated with cardamom and lightly touched the corner of Orihemu's mouth, tilting her head and looking half-said and half-smiling. Looking at him.
Orihemu grabbed her hand, rubbed it with a smile, "Father, he is old! He won't be able to sit in this great scene for much longer!"
Hearing this, Nandi's face was in an uproar, "You - you mean - but we haven't established a prince yet -"
Errihemu hugged her fiercely, and his knuckles brushed across Nandi's sharp jaw, then her throat and neck, and gradually sank into her...
Pulling further, the tender white flesh was exposed in an instant. Nandi trembled all over, and hugged Orihemu's neck with rapid breathing, and completely collapsed into his arms.
"There's nothing to worry about! No matter whether it's the elder or the younger, or the concubine, this prince must belong to me!" Orihemu's lips pressed tightly against that... and he half-squinted his eyes. Sniffing it one bite at a time.
"Then I - what about me -" In the dim tent, the fragrance of wood pear mixed with the fragrance of wine spread around the two tightly wrapped bodies.
"As long as you are obedient, you will be my concubine!"
"What - words -"
"Find a way to let-let the second prince of the Yelu family die under your pomegranate skirt!
"
"If you tell the eldest prince, someone will respond."
A voice came from outside the tent, and the two figures on the low couch did not dare to move.
Orihemu adjusted his breathing and said coldly: "Say."
Shaobu stood outside the tent and took a few steps forward. "It was said that the third prince handed the message from the second prince's tent. The identity of Princess Dajing has been confirmed! I asked you to prepare troops at dawn to escort Dajing." When the princess entered the capital, she said that the emperor had ordered her to live."
This was exactly the news he wanted to hear. He originally thought Yelu Daiqin would interfere with it, but he didn't expect it to go smoothly.
When Errihemu heard this, he stood up and leaned on the low couch, wrapped himself in obscene clothes, raised half of his lips and sneered.
"Okay! Got it!"
After Shaobu finished his reply, he was about to turn around and leave when another voice came from the tent.
"Has the prisoner of Dajing been released?" Orihemu waved his hand, and Nandi wrapped up his robe in a wise manner.
"Let him out! He also made him drink Meng Shisan! If he doesn't get the antidote before dawn, he will die suddenly!"
"Okay! Okay!" The proud look on Errihe Mu's face could no longer be concealed, "This is really killing two birds with one stone! Not only did he find the princess of Dajing, but he could also use her as bait to attract that... The young general of Zhenguo Mansion!"
"I heard that the major general has already made great achievements in battle at a young age! Be careful and don't let him escape this time!"
"yes!"
...
Yelu Daiqin sat on the couch and stared blankly at the objects in his hands, a yellow satin purse and a red gold phoenix hairpin.
"You should rest. Your injuries are too severe and you may get infected if you don't get enough rest. I will send someone to tell you when she leaves." Chagan Bari said, reaching for the object in Yelu Daiqin's hand, but Yelu Daiqin raised his hand to block him.
"Does he know our identities?"
Cha Ganbari paused, "I don't know now, but when daybreak - I will know -"
What a twist of fate! Yelu Daiqin sneered, everything was so helpless, everything was so incredible.
"Who will escort it? Is it decided?" He still looked straight at the object without raising his head, his voice was low and cold, as if he had been struck by a layer of ice.
Chagan Bari turned around, turned his back to Yelu Daiqin, lifted up his robe and sat on the edge of the couch. He didn't feel that good either.
"It's settled, your eldest brother Orihemu will escort you."
Yelu Daiqin turned around in confusion and looked at Chagan Bari with burning eyes, "No! Anyone can do it! Just him! Don't you know that he has already looked down upon her!"
