"Isn't it dead?" Under the secluded small mound, the tall man in black was furious after hearing the old woman's whisper, and his right fist hit his left palm hard. "What about Yuan Lie, what was his reaction?"

"Although the barbarian was angry, he did not treat Miss Yue badly. She still lives in the tent of the Khan King, and her daily needs were also supplied according to the grade of the concubine." The old woman lowered her eyebrows and reported with her eyes, her thick waist bent to ninety degrees.

"Yuan Lie really gave up in order to please Yue Yi, and he didn't even want the face of a man. He could tolerate the shame that others could not bear. This person's ambition was really great!" The man in black's face was covered with a black cloth scarf, and a cold voice came from behind the cloth scarf, which made the old woman's scalp feel numb.

"I still don't believe it. I regard a woman who has lost her chastity as the concubine. Yuan Lie can bear it. The entire Lieyan tribe can bear it?" After pondering for a while, the man in black continued, "I'll find a way to provoke a dispute between the Lieyan tribe and the Dragon and Tiger Guards, it's best to cause a life, haha..."

The man said with a cold smile, and the old woman felt that the air around her was a little muddy.

"If Yue Yi and Yuan Lie rebel, we can reap the benefits."

The grasslands in early summer are shining brightly.

The emerald green grass spreads all over the sky and the earth. In this emerald green, the Hulun River flows windingly on the grassland, like a blue jade belt.

The river water is quiet and cool, but the anger in Yuanlie's heart is burning.

Raise your neck, drink the strong wine in your wine bag, and throw the empty wine bag away.

The vast Yanbei grassland is divided into three tribes by three rivers: the Kelun tribe on the banks of the Guna River; the Lieyan tribe living on both sides of the Hulun River; and the Naiman tribe adjacent to the Suya River system.

Unlike Daliang, a country of fish and rice, and the Wuchi Kingdom, which has high mountains, dense forests and rich resources, the territory of Yan Kingdom is a desolate and barren grassland.

However, the three tribes on the grassland often fought to seize the pastures with abundant water and grass, and the consequence of the war was that the people on the grassland were poorer.

Since his father died in a bloody battle with the Karen tribe, Yuan Lie's greatest wish is to destroy the Karen tribe and unify the Yanbei grassland. Let the desolate and beautiful grassland no longer have war, and let the Yan Kingdom prosper under his governance.

"Brother Lie!" Qing Lingling's voice came from afar with the river, interrupting Yuan Lie's thoughts. He raised his hand to cover his forehead.

The graceful figure came against the sun, like the fairy Linbo who was walking on the waves, walking towards Yuanlie's side slowly.

"It arrived early this summer, and a large area of ​​iris bloomed by the river." Mo Zheng stood beside Yuan Lie with a large purple bouquet. The strong purple color made her complexion look better than snow.

Under the blue sky and white clouds on the grassland, the girl slowly walked over is so pure. Her clean and innocent smile comforted Yuan Lie's heart like a spring water.

"Zheng'er." Yuan Lie patted the grass beside him and signaled Mo Zheng to sit next to him.

The girl's face shone with a healthy luster in the sun, and her charming eyes were wrapped around Yuan Lie's hard eyebrows like silk. After skipping a few low hills, she snuggled gently beside Yuan Lie.

"Brother Lie, this is the flower I just picked. Is it beautiful?" The iris blooming in the sun made Mo Zheng's smile look particularly brilliant.

"You look better than flowers!" Yuan Lie replied absent-mindedly on her cheeks and said in a faint tone.

"Then how about I am better than Princess Huaien?" Mo Zheng buried her face in Yuan Lie's rough palm and asked innocently with a smile.

Yuan Lie's arms became stiff, and he quickly pulled his hands back, his eyes getting a little darker, and he turned his eyes to the quietly flowing river.

"Zheng'er, I will marry you as a concubine as soon as the war is over." Yuan Lie's voice was filled with guilt. He hugged Mo Zheng in his arms and kissed her head with a cold lips. "I'm sorry for you. In order to have a good relationship with Daliang, I failed to fulfill my promise to Moganda Khan..."

"Brother Lie!" Mo Zheng covered Yuan Lie's mouth with his hands, and Ruyan's eyes sparkled. "As long as he can be with you, Zheng'er will not feel wronged at all!"

"Zheng'er!" Yuan Lie hugged her waist emotionally, and his deep eyes became as blue as the sky. "My beautiful little snow lotus..."

Mo Zheng is the daughter of Naiman Khan Moganda.

Half a year ago, Mo Zheng was guarding the holy mountain under the escort of a tribal warrior. At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, he met Yuan Lie, who was bitten to death by a wolf pack.

I remembered that night with stars, and I escaped from the wolf's mouth. When I woke up, I saw this girl at first sight. She was beautiful and elegant under the moonlight. A trace of tenderness surged in Yuan Lie's heart, and he hugged Mo Zheng's soft body tightly.

"Good and good girl, you saved me, but I failed you..." Yuan Lie looked at Mo Zheng with unconcealed guilt.

"Zheng'er doesn't want to be the eldest concubine, Zheng'er just needs to be with Brother Lie forever..." In the bright spring light, in the beautiful iris bushes, the girl's affectionate confession was submerged under the strong deep kiss.

Picking the fragrance from Mo Zheng's lips, he hugged the girl in front of him even harder.

In front of you, Yue Qiyun's beautiful and stubborn face appeared. Yuan Lie's just depressed anger couldn't help but surge up again.

The two women, one is as pure as clouds and the other is as dirty as mud, is really a difference between clouds and mud.

But he wanted to unify the grassland and make Yan the most powerful country - for his ambition, he had to regard the dirty woman as his wife.
Chapter completed!