"I think our concubine is not an ordinary woman." Thinking of Yue Qiyun's ruthlessness, Amur couldn't help but feel chilled. She shook her strong body and frowned and said, "It's said that women in Liang State are weak, but no matter how I look at it, I think the concubine doesn't look like a Liang State, but she looks more like our Yanbei!"

"Damn bitch! I don't know what method I used to confuse Da Han." Mo Zheng said with gritted teeth, and a gentle face became distorted and ferocious because of this expression. "It made Da Han protect that bitch without regard for our kindness!"

Until now, her face, which was slapped in the face, still felt a little painful. The most hateful thing is that Yuan Lie just watched herself beaten by Yue Qiyun's servant, without any intention of standing up for her.

Later, she mentioned this matter intentionally or unintentionally, but was blocked by Yuan Lie's cold eyes.

While the two were talking in the yurt, Yuan Zhen's first time in his life was over.

Dazasa carried the child full of medicine out of the copper pot. Madam Zhao hurriedly wrapped Run'er with a clean cotton cloth.

"Don't bathe your child today, wait until all the medicinal properties are absorbed before washing." Dazasa looked at Xiao Run'er, who was soaked red in the potion, and smiled.

"So continue soaking in three days. Avoid eating beef and mutton these days. There is no need to be a taboo for others..."

"Are you confused?" Madam Zhao checked whether Run'er's body was burned, and she resented unhappily: "Our little master is only half a year old and has not even grown teeth. Where can I eat beef and mutton?"

"Oh...hehehe..." Dazhasa didn't care about Mama Zhao's attitude, but instead stroked her beard and smiled: "Then just stare at the child's wet nurse. She can't eat beef and mutton, eat more light food."

On the other side, Yue Qiyun finally broke free from Yuan Lie's embrace. Seeing Madam Zhao holding Run'er from afar, she stopped stopping and walked back to her tent with her stomp with her angrily steps.

Rather than being angry with Yuan Lie, she would rather be angry with herself!

——What a mess! It’s obviously the culprit who forced me to death, but why do you still have a special liking for him? You are so uncomfortable!

Dazhasa walked to the copper pot again, took out the large medicine bags from it, carefully packed them up, and then directed the servants to pour the medicine juice from the pot outside the royal court.

"Da Zhaza, what medicine is contained in your medicine bag? Can you let me know about it?" Doctor Li stretched his neck and stared at the several medicine bags that Da Zhaza was pinching in his hand, and sucked his nose to try to distinguish the smell of the medicinal materials.

"This is a secret recipe passed down by our grassland witch god. We must not let outsiders know about it and spread it. Please forgive me if Dr. Li!" Although Dazasa said politely, he turned around and left without hesitation, and did not want Doctor Li to see Ni Duan's appearance at all.

"Oh, what a pity!" Li Yuyi, who had a strong desire for knowledge, rubbed his hands helplessly, looked at Da Zasa who was walking back to his yurt quickly, shook his head and sighed.

He was just curious about what was so special about this medicine that it could allow a child to soak in such high temperature water without being burned at all.

Madam Zhao checked Run'er from the beginning and confirmed that the child had nothing to do, and breathed a sigh of relief with confidence.

"My concubine, the child is fine, you don't need to..." The old lady then realized that the crowd that had already surrounded the altar three layers inside and three layers outside had already left, and even the child's mother left without a trace.

"This, this..." Madam Zhao was very upset for Run'er, and secretly blamed Yue Qiyun in her heart. Her child was thrown into boiling water and soaked thoroughly. Was she not worried at all?

"Madam, please bring me your child. Go back and see the concubine." Yuan Lie rode on Liefeng, leaned down and opened his arms to pick Run'er up from Madam Zhao.

"Qiyun, she seems a little unhappy." Yuan Lie hugged Run'er, with an unconcealed loss in his tone.

Even hugging between them is so luxurious for him!

Yuan Lie hugged Run'er and let the hunting Feng walk around the open space of the royal court, thinking about his thoughts sadly.

At this moment, Mo Zheng was still recalling frowningly when Yuan Lie began to neglect himself.

"...I didn't notice it if my concubine didn't mention it. Dahan seemed to have not been with you for several months..." Amur said here, and a blush also flew out of her rough face. She coughed lightly before continuing: "Did you offend Dahan inadvertently and lose his favor?"

"No..." Mo Zheng even more awkward when she mentioned this. She and Yuan Lie had a crush on each other, and had a love affair with each other.

However, why did all the tenderness and affection that had passed away after marrying him as he wished?

She carefully recalled every little thing after her marriage with Yuan Lie, but the more she thought about it, the more she became more depressed.

"Personal concubine, you are not good at this now!" Seeing Mo Zheng crying again, Amur quickly persuaded, "Look, the Khan had no affection for the Khan, but how are you doing now? He gave birth to a son for the Khan, so wouldn't Dahan hurt her? Think about it, with your affection between you and the Khan, if you give birth to a son and a half daughter for the Khan again, then wouldn't this royal court be your world again?"

"Birth of a baby..." Mo Zheng couldn't help but stroke her hand on her lower abdomen, looked out the window, the figure that fascinated her.

"Hahaha... It's really my good son. I can't leave yet, but I've learned to ride a horse!" In the open space outside, Yuan Lie put Run'er alone on the saddle. Seeing him holding the bulge on the saddle tightly with his little hands, his small body was rising and falling with the bumps of the hunting wind, but it was firmly absorbed on the hunting wind. He couldn't fall anyway, he laughed proudly.

"Little bastard, you can be so pleased by this young age. What a bastard!" Mo Zheng waved his hand and knocked the teacup on the table to the ground. His chest was so angry that his chest rose and fell, and his soft face became ugly due to resentment.

"Miss Concubine, what's the use of getting angry with you? The key is to grab the heart of the sweat!" Amur said, clenching his fists tightly and making a grip.

"Amur, go and get a basin of warm water and help me clean my face!" Mo Zheng suddenly stood up, pulled the wrinkled goose yellow photo shirt, and gently moved the lotus steps to the end and walked to the dressing table.

"Oh, please wait!" Seeing this, Amur hurriedly bowed slightly happily, turned around and ran out to summon the servants who were serving outside.

However, Mo Zheng's emotions that had just been aroused by Amur were quickly knocked out by a small note.

"Damn it!" Mo Zheng slapped the small note that had just been taken from the pigeon's leg ring on the table, and his sharp nails slashed hard on the iron plow, making an unpleasant sound.
Chapter completed!