[If you want me to say, the host will bring people back to the Central Plains]
Where can I find such an innocent and beautiful boy
[He lives well in the grassland and is loved by his relatives. It is inappropriate for you to bring him to the Central Plains where he is not familiar with him]
In the final analysis, Si Tu couldn't bear it.
She can feel the friendliness and love of the people here for him, even if she likes him, she can't deprive him of the right to enjoy family affection.
[That's fine, host, don't forget the side missions]
The system glanced secretly at Zhebie, um, it's a pity.
Seeing her drooping eyes, Zhebie was a little uncertain about her intentions, and hurriedly explained,
"I, I am serious, I am by no means a frivolous person."
Ah Ying must have misunderstood him, right
The young man's thoughts were spinning a thousand times, and his heart was uneasy.
"I know."
People's eyes can't lie. His eyes told her that he took this relationship very seriously.
"We in the Central Plains have a saying that there is no feast that never ends, which means that separation is inevitable, and it is good to cherish it in the heart."
Maybe after she returned to Shangjing, at a certain moment, she would still think of this sincere boy in the grassland.
His love is too hot, but she can only politely refuse.
"But I, A Weng, said that if you like someone, you must pursue them bravely. There is no separation. I just want to be with the person I like."
Why should we separate? Is he not doing well enough
He can change it.
Jebie pursed his lips, but his eyes were very determined.
"You, Aon, won't agree with us being together."
The tribes on the prairie are extremely exclusive, especially those who come from the royal family, most of them want to marry other tribes.
That's why Si Tu was so sure.
It also means to let him retreat in spite of difficulties and not to disobey the royal family.
"I'll let Ah Weng agree!"
Jebe gave her the porridge that was simmering on the stove, and rushed out without looking back.
"Hey you..."
Situ wanted to stop him, but by the time she opened the curtain, Jebe had already disappeared.
"Why did Miss Gu come out? It's windy and cold outside and you haven't healed yet."
Wu Ya put down her work and helped her into the yurt.
When touching Situ's arm, Wu Ya shrank her hand uncomfortably.
Sensing her uneasiness, Si Tu looked down, her hands were chapped by the strong wind, and there were traces of blood oozing.
Even the woolen cloak was baggy, mended several times, and didn't even fit her body.
The grassland is bitterly cold, resources are extremely scarce, and the life of the tribe is extremely difficult.
Living by herding cattle and horses is completely dependent on the sky.
They want to survive and enjoy better supplies like the Central Plains people, so they repeatedly invade the border of the Great Zhou.
After adding a few pieces of black charcoal, Wu Ya couldn't hide her envy in her eyes.
A small basket of black charcoal from the Central Plains needs a lamb in exchange. It would be great if she was also born in the Central Plains.
Seeing the bowl of porridge still on the side, Wu Ya thought it was not to her liking, and said with a smile,
"Miss Gu can just tell Wu Ya what she wants to eat."
Take a closer look at this Central Plains girl, she is so pretty, no wonder the little prince is so precious.
Si Tu's eyes fell on the bowl of porridge, and he asked casually,
"These rice grains were all bought from the Central Plains caravan last night."
Needless to say, it must have been specially prepared by Jebe to take care of her diet.
Well, it's really sweet.
"That's right, those merchants brought a lot of strange things, I want to go and see them again later."
"They're still here!"
Si Tu suddenly raised his head, his voice raised several degrees.
"Yes, yes, it's in the yurt not far away."
Wu Ya was a little frightened by her abnormality, and stuttered slightly.
Holding her arm, Si Tu calmed down the anger in his heart, and said with a pleasant expression,
"Then can you take me with you?"
This little bastard actually dared to lie to her!
[Didn't you just feel that he was caring?]
Now she's a little brat, tsk tsk, fickle woman.
[You talk a lot recently]
Si Tu's eyes were cold, and with just one sentence, the system silenced and he fled away.
Hey, the host came to bully it again.
Blinking her beautiful eyes, Si Tu pretended to want to see new things.
"But your injury hasn't healed yet, why don't we talk about it after the little prince comes back."
When he comes back, it is estimated that this matter will be over.
Si Tu raised his eyes, tugged at her cloak, shook it,
"I'm fine. I don't need to tell him such a small matter. Let's just take a look, just one look."
Stretching out a pale index finger, Si Tu spoke very seriously.
Like a playful little girl who has been depressed for a long time.
Unable to stand up to her coquetry, Wu Ya agreed after struggling for a while.
Anyway, just to take a look, nothing else will happen.
Chahar Wangzhang
Meng En was discussing things with his subordinates, when he looked up, he saw his grandson striding towards him, his face seemed not very well.
Yo, it's rare to see him deflated.
"Who messed with our little prince?"
General Domu had just stepped back from the battlefield, seeing Zhebie's frustrated look, he couldn't help joking.
All eyes fell on Jebe in unison, waiting for his next words.
"Awong, Chahar has a rule that anyone who can hunt the Snow Wolf King can let Khan fulfill one of his wishes."
Everyone became more interested when they heard it.
The little prince of Jiuli Kingdom, the grandson of Chahar Khan, and what else can he not get
"certainly."
Meng En nodded, feeling faintly cheated.
Chahar has had this regulation since its establishment, but no one has mentioned it for a long time.
"I want to marry Ah Ying."
Meng En's eyebrows twitched, as expected, this kid would embarrass him as a grandfather.
"You also know that Jiuli and Dazhou are related by marriage."
And the princes of Jiuli are all married, only Jebe is left to marry.
"There are in-laws, but it's not specific to anyone."
The royal family has a lot of people, and he is not bad.
If you force him to marry someone he doesn't like, it's better to just let him die.
Meng En didn't quite agree with Jiuli and Da Zhou's marriage. Since it was what Zhebie wanted, he could only be satisfied as a grandfather.
Who made him only have this good grandson.
"Marriage is not a child's play, are you sure you have considered it?"
Meng En looked serious.
He knew this grandson, and even if he didn't agree to the marriage, it was useless.
Since he likes the woman from the Central Plains, it's okay to agree.
In short, she is just a woman, how big a storm can she cause
"I don't want to marry her."
The young man had a firm attitude and answered loudly.
"No, I don't agree!"
An inappropriate voice broke in from inside the tent.
(end of this chapter)