"What did you say? What's wrong with the Yue family's daughter?" A sharp female voice sounded beside Yuan Lie, with a slight trembling in the ending sound.

Mo Zheng rushed from Yuan Lie to Yuan Shiro, grabbed Yuan Shiro's sleeve and asked in horror.

"The Grand Concubine, the Grand Concubine is pregnant..." Yuan Shiro was shocked to realize that he was angry for a moment and actually talked about the Grand Concubine's pregnancy in front of so many people. He was a big man who was really rude to talk about the body of the tribal concubine in public. But he had already said it, and Mo Zheng asked again, and then he answered in a low voice.

Mo Zheng had a pale face and suddenly turned to Yuan Lie's direction, and the anger in her eyes flashed. However, when she saw Yuan Lie's eyes clearly, her eyes turned and the cold flashed in her eyes.

How could this be, how could she be? Mo Zheng just felt her heart suddenly fall into the cold like an ice cellar.

She endured everything for the sake of the goal in her heart.

Looking back at the time when he just set off, Yuan Lie often looked back, Mo Zheng could still think that he was because he could not let go of his grassland and the royal court.

When he arrived at the border, Yuan Lie simply placed her in a desolate border village, left her, who was scared by the war, and rushed to the battlefield that should have belonged to the Liang State soldiers.

Finally, she survived the lonely and cold days and finally waited for the time to reunite with him.

However, the joy of gathering did not last long. She suddenly realized that Yuan Lie's expectant gaze rarely stayed on her.

Most of the time, he showed a look of longing in the direction of the grassland, and the always cold blue eyes had an unconcealable tenderness.

She lied to herself again and again, telling herself that it was because she was in a hurry to go home and that the royal court who was concerned about him would return home, and she ignored the intuition that belonged to a woman in her heart.

However, when Yuan Lie returned to the royal court and asked about the woman's first news, Mo Zheng heard the sound of his heart breaking. The pain that was engraved into the bone marrow, the pain of loss, had not yet digested it, and it made her hear the news that Yue Qiyun was pregnant!

She really wants to scream and go crazy!

However, in full view of everyone, in front of Yuanlie, she must maintain a graceful attitude and maintain a kind appearance!

She adjusted her emotions almost without any investigation, curling her anger, and with a soft face full of sorrow, Mo Zheng said hesitantly: "How can the concubine... be pregnant? The father of the child, the father of the child..."

As she said that, she seemed to wake up and suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, and a little light of water flashed in her eyes, which was as smoke as fog.

Mo Zheng's words exploded in everyone's ears like thunder!

They vaguely remembered what kind of wedding night their tribal concubine, the daughter of the Yue family, once gave them to their Khan!

Yuan Lie's expression suddenly became gloomy from confusion, and his blue eyes flashed and struggled, as if it contained a storm.

"Ah, that woman, did she get pregnant with a wild breed before marrying the Khan?" Su Moer screamed in screaming, but she was extremely proud in her heart!

Why didn't she think of this? When she first heard that Yue Qiyun was pregnant, she secretly hated that the other party was so lucky that she not only conquered the hearts of the tribe, but also gave birth to children for the Khan.

Just when the news of Yuan Lie's return came, she was still quietly worried. She didn't know if Dahan knew that Yue Qiyun was squeezed away by her dirty tricks, and her status would be lost.

However, all this concern suddenly disappeared after hearing Mo Zheng's question that he wanted to speak but stopped.

Yes, why did she forget that the woman is unclean! And the child in her belly may be Yuan Lie’s seed! After all, her stigma has already spread throughout the Yanbei grassland!

Quiet, weird quiet suppressed everyone in the tent, and didn't even dare to show off their anger!

"Bang!", and the sudden loud noise made everyone tremble.

Yuan Lie kicked the huge iron plow wooden table in front of him. The table rolled a few times before it fell into the center of the big tent.

The next moment, everyone felt a flash of black shadows in front of them, and Yuan Lie rushed out of the tent like a black whirlwind. Then, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves outside the tent!

The ground around the main seat was filled with various delicacies that were kicked over by Yuan Lie.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves, Mo Zheng's mouth quietly curled up. She let out a long sigh and leisurely tidied up the rolled cuffs.

Yue Qiyun woke up slowly after the sky was completely dark.

Wulan wagged her tail and walked out of the tent, and ran towards the Tanggu Xueshan in the distance. Gladiola went to the kitchen to arrange supper for her, while Roland stayed in the tent to serve her.

As the night came, the cold air penetrated the tent and penetrated the room. Roland filled the brazier with a lot of silver frost and carbon, and the red charcoal fire increased the indoor temperature a lot.

Knowing that Yue Qiyun likes the bright ones in the house, Roland lit all the candles on the candlestick, and then took out a cotton jacket with a sky-blue colored cloth and lambskin inside to put on it for Yue Qiyun.

The soft white wool was exposed around the edge of the short jacket, rubbing against her white cheeks, making Yue Qiyun feel very comfortable.

Below the little jacket is a long dress with eight-size plain face, with the tips of the small embroidered shoes embroidered with phoenix and peony.

Roland looked at Yue Qiyun's white and red cheeks and nodded with satisfaction. After these days of rest, her lady's complexion was much better, and she was completely gone from the pale and haggardness she had when she first arrived here.

Yue Qiyun felt good sleep and washed her briefly, and she felt particularly relaxed. So she asked Roland to comb her a simple spiritual snake bun, with a simple silver hairpin inserted diagonally beside her hair bun.

He was wearing a simple cotton dress and a hairpin without any carvings. At this time, Yue Qiyun's outfit was like an ordinary woman, and there was no more gorgeous demeanor that a tribal concubine should have.

Just as he was washing up, Dazasa asked for a visit outside the tent.

Gladiola, carrying a plate of clear porridge and side dishes, walked in with the old man. Dazasa looked at the meal that was so simple that it could not be easier to do, and she frowned.

"Person, do you eat these all day long?" The old man looked disagreeable and shook his head and persuaded: "You are both in your own body now. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the little prince. It's better to eat more."

"On this day, I'm either chicken soup or meat soup, but it's so greasy. Now, I want to eat lighter ones so I can sleep well at night." Yue Qiyun smiled and asked Dazasa to have dinner with her.

"Hey, the concubine serves too few people here, so why not go back to the royal court. After all, the conditions there are much better than here." Dazasa's eyes wandered around the tent, and then advised: "Look at this place, there is nothing to do. Do the concubine really thinks she plans to live here for the rest of her life?"

Yue Qiyun chuckled and shook her head, then lowered her head and started to have supper quietly.
Chapter completed!