(It’s my birthday today, haha, I have a feeling of disbelief. Thank you all book friends for accompanying me!)

Xiongnu Posthouse.

Zhelan Houhuai'en was hiding in the room, staring blankly at a picture of a lady in front of him, with an expression of surprise and confusion. The woman in the picture was not the tall Princess Loulan, but a woman wearing a skirt.

A Central Plains woman with a gentle expression.

"Mom, tell me, why did my father insist on letting me marry that Princess Loulan? I don't like it at all. What I like is a gentle, pleasant, good-tempered, and friendly Central Plains woman." Wynn sighed to himself.

As he spoke to himself, an abnormal blush appeared on his fair face, making his whole person look even more charming.

Zhelan tribe.

It was one of the Xiongnu tribes that had just migrated from Monan to Yanzhi Mountain and settled in the Yanhai area. As the earliest tribe to support Moton, the Zhelan tribe received the support of the royal court after Moton Shi's father became the Great Chanyu.

With generous rewards, the Hexi Corridor area was a lush land recently occupied by the Xiongnu, and subsequently became the grazing land of the Zhelan tribe.

Unlike his eldest brother, who was bold and strong, King Youxian's second prince, Huai'en, was the son of King Youxian and a woman from Qin who was captured by force. Perhaps it is for this reason that Huai'en's personality is somewhat like his mother's, and some are weak and weak.

Emotionally, the women he likes tend to be more motherly women from the Central Plains, rather than hot-tempered, straightforward-tempered Western Region or Huns women.

This time, Huaien was forced to come by King Youxian.

The importance of the location of the Loulan Kingdom, as well as the wealth accumulated by the kingdom itself for more than a hundred years, made the Huns covet it. This is a geomantic treasure land, and it is really a bit excessive for the Loulan people to occupy it. Huaien and An Qinglan

The marriage was the first step for the Huns to try to annex Loulan.

First let it become a vassal state of the Great Huns, then take control of Loulan's army, then launch a coup, kill the prince who has disloyalty to the Huns, and then support an obedient one to come to power. After a few years of operation, the Huns will

It can completely make the name Loulan disappear in the long river of history.

Wynn was feeling sorry for himself.

This sentimental Hun Zhelanhou didn't know yet that preparations were in full swing for an attack on him and the Hun envoy.

——.

The entrance of the inn.

An Qinglan was furious, her light blue eyes filled with anger. In front of her, a fat Huns envoy in his late fifties was looking at her lustfully.

"Hey, you old man, go and ask Prince Zhelan to come out. Just say, I, I have something to say to him." An Qinglan was itching to be stared at by the old man in front of her, and she almost wanted to raise a whip to hit him.

"Princess, I'm afraid that the prince is still taking a nap at the moment and has no way to see you. If you are really in a hurry, why not go to the post house and wait for a while." The Huns envoy was not angry and came close to An Qinglan's chest.

He stared intently at the tall place, as if measuring its height and latitude.

"Who are you? Dare you make decisions for the prince?" An Qinglan glanced at the old Xiongnu man with disgust and asked.

"Hehe. Princess, you asked the right person. I am Zong Rida, the right eunuch of the Zhelan tribe. I am mainly responsible for the marriage between the prince and the princess. There are some things. If the princess is in a hurry, she might as well ask me."

The old man smiled obscenely and said.

"Zong Rida. Who do you think you are? Go and report to His Highness the Prince that I, An Qinglan, want to see him immediately, right away." An Qinglan said angrily.

Zongrida was scolded rudely by the woman in front of him. The unnatural look on his face flashed away. He turned his eyes and said: "Princess, don't be angry. This prince should probably get up by now. I will do it now."

Go report back, please wait for a moment." After that, Zongrida winked at the Hun warriors on the left and right, and then quietly retreated.

An Qinglan didn't care about Zongzhida's little moves. Although the post house was controlled by the Huns, it was still in Loulan City. Her safety should not be a problem, unless the Huns jumped over the wall and wanted to fall out with Loulan. From now on, the Huns

Judging from the situation where people want to get married, this possibility is basically non-existent.

During this wait, from the sun turning to the west to sunset, An Qinglan waited in the post house for two full hours without seeing any trace of Wynn. An Qinglan was in an extremely bad mood. She wanted to throw away her sleeves several times.

As he walked, the cunning and cunning Zongzhida came running over and blocked his way every time.

According to Zongrida's explanation, Prince Huai'en was first dressing up, then dressing up, and then eating. When An Qinglan ran away, Zongrida smiled fiercely and ordered the Huns warriors to kill the Loulan Princess.

He was tied up and prepared to be escorted into Wynn's house.

Raw rice will only emit a sweet smell when it is cooked.

Zong Rida was not guilty of being soft-hearted. With his sophisticated eyes, he could see early on that An Qinglan had no interest in Prince Huai'en. In the earlier competition scene, the eye interaction between An Qinglan and Li Zhongxiang made Zong Rida

I also see it in my eyes and feel anxious in my heart.

Anqinglan, the Princess of Loulan came to visit this time, most likely to have a showdown with Huai En. This is absolutely unacceptable to the Huns mission. Under this situation, Zongrida decided to do everything possible to preemptively attack Anqing.

When Lan and Wynn were locked in a room, he didn't believe that nothing would happen if a man and a woman were alone together.

"Let me go, you bunch of Huns robbers, barbarians, and scoundrels." An Qinglan struggled and yelled at Zongzhida and other Huns. However, her screams were too harsh for those indifferent faces.

For the Huns, it had no effect at all.

The upper room of the post house.

Wynn looked at An Qinglan who was pushed into the room in surprise. After recognizing her as Princess Loulan, Wynn nodded coldly towards the brocade couch behind the table, and then continued to look at the hanging on the wall.

The picture of the lady was in a daze.

"Who is she?" An Qinglan asked curiously. Women are always born with a tendency to gossip. Just now she was treated roughly by the Huns, and An Qinglan was still a little scared. Now she sees that Huaien is soft and weak, like a shy person.

As a young man, her courage suddenly grew again.

"She, she is my grandmother, a native of Qin. She can play the flute, beat the bells, and compose music." Wynn said excitedly. No one in the Xiongnu tribe would listen to what he said. For the Xiongnu,

From a human perspective, a woman who has been raped is just a tool to vent her lust, and there is no need to talk about it at all.

"Then where is she?" An Qinglan was a little confused by Wynn's explanation. She never expected that the prince of the Zhelan tribe of the Xiongnu would be so weak and vulnerable to bullying.

"She died when I was seven years old." Wynn's beautiful eyes dimmed and he said. How his biological mother died? He still clearly remembers how this weak and beautiful woman died during a Zhelan tribe.

He was captured during a battle with another powerful tribe on the grassland, and then committed suicide because of the humiliation. Perhaps it was for this reason that Wynn had a good impression of women from the Central Plains.

An Qinglan did not expect that the second prince of the Xiongnu Zhelan tribe would have such a sentimental appearance and temperament, which made her feel relieved.

Such a man is completely like a young man who has not yet grown up.

"Wynn, can you let me out?" An Qinglan lowered her voice and asked. Her plump body leaned diagonally towards Huaien, which shocked Huaien and backed away far away.

"The right lieutenant is watching closely. Even I can only walk back and forth in the post house at noon. If I want to go out, there are warriors guarding the door." Wynn shook his head and replied.

"Then can't you help me think of a way for my sister?" An Qinglan breathed lightly at Wynn and said.

"Well, there's really nothing we can do about it. Even when I go to the toilet, someone will follow me." Wynn's face turned red and he replied in utter embarrassment.

"Bah, what kind of man are you? You don't even have freedom, and you still want to marry me, An Qinglan. Don't even think about it?" An Qinglan was so angry at Wynn's cowardice that she said angrily.

"Princess, I really didn't want to, really, I don't want to marry you." Wynn argued hurriedly. The fierceness An Qinglan showed just now made him a little bit overwhelmed. Most of the women on the grassland are this kind of straightforward love-making people.

Personality, Wynn may have seen it a lot, but there is no sympathy in his heart.

An Qinglan was very angry at Huaien's "honest" words. Although she could guess Huaien's thoughts, being clearly rejected in person still made An Qinglan, the princess of Loulan Kingdom, feel upset and depressed.

"Li Zhongxiang, if you don't come tonight, I will never forgive you." The depressed An Qinglan was so angry at Hua Enmu that she could only hate the person in her heart.

——.

The twentieth day of the first lunar month.

The moonlight hid early in the thick clouds, and such a night was extremely rare good weather for the people in the Loulan area.

correct.

The gathering of clouds means that God is about to send rain. This is a great day worthy of celebration for the Loulan Kingdom, which is located on the edge of the desert and can only rely on the torrent of the Kongque River in the rainy season.

Bai Guangji and Li Zhongxiang led thirty-eight Qin envoys among the singing and dancing crowds, and slowly approached the posthouse in the east of the city.

"Zhongxiang, you take ten people and go around the Peacock River. Then find a secluded place to hide. When the shouts of death start from my side, you rush into the backyard and shoot the Hun Prince Zhelan."

Bai Guangji pressed his hand on the sword in his clothes and ordered Li Zhongxiang in a low voice.

"Old Bai, I only need three people, and the rest will follow you. The Huns must be heavily guarded at the main entrance, and you are short of manpower." Li Zhongxiang shook his head and refused.

Assassination.

This kind of technical work cannot be done with more people. On the contrary, once there are too many people, the target is likely to be exposed. Once it is besieged, no plan can be realized.

"Okay, Zhongxiang, for the sake of Da Qin, let us use all our strength and drain every drop of blood in our bodies. Let's go!" Bai Guangji shouted hoarsely, leading his team of dead soldiers through the crowd, heading towards
Chapter completed!