"What are you doing? Is it fun to bully others?"
The children around him dispersed laughing, occasionally shouting to Jin Yun: "Fool, fool."
"These brats bullied Mo Tuo again." Tut came out of the tent and explained to Qi Surong, "Mo Tuo was poisoned by a strange poison before, and then he was seriously injured. Although he was lucky enough to be rescued by me, he became what he is today. Such a stupid look, alas... Mr. Zhuo, please come in."
Qi Surong felt a little sad after hearing this, took Jin Yun's hand and followed Tut into the tent.
"Motuo, sit down." Tut pointed to the carpet, then opened the medicine box and took out a few bottles of wound medicine, and said, "Motuo, take off your shirt."
Jin Yun did as he was told, taking off his clothes with some difficulty. Qi Surong knelt on one knee and took the initiative to help him undress and untie his belt. Jin Yun moved back, resisting slightly, Su Rong held his hand and said warmly: "Don't move around, be careful of hurting yourself."
Jin Yun stopped twisting and just stared at her blankly.
Tut smiled: "It seems he likes you quite a bit."
"Really?" Qi Surong responded casually and carefully helped Jin Yun take off his shirt. Her naked upper body was quickly revealed in front of her eyes. The familiar and tight muscles were covered with various scars, large and small. The most eye-catching one was the 40-centimeter knife mark on her back, which was cut from the left shoulder. To the right waist, you can see how dangerous the situation was at that time.
Qi Surong tried hard to adjust her breathing so as not to appear too shocked and uncomfortable.
"Motuo is also a good fortune teller. When I met him, he was barely alive. I thought he couldn't be saved several times, but in the end, this kid managed to survive." Tut babbled as he applied the medicine, "I thought he couldn't be saved. Seeing that this boy was pleasing to my eye, I simply took him with me to prevent him from wandering around."
"Dr. Tut has a kind heart. He... is grateful to have met you." Qi Surong rubbed Jin Yun's rough palm, with gratitude hidden in his low voice.
Tut smiled without saying a word and continued what he was doing, with Surong also helping.
"Master Zhuo, please take care of Mo Tuo. I will come back as soon as I go."
"Okay, please do as you please."
Tutto nodded, picked up the tray and walked out of the tent.
Only Qi Surong and Gu Jinyun were left in the tent. She looked up and saw that Jin Yun still had some scratches on his face and neck, so she picked up a cotton cloth, dipped it in Titui's remaining wound medicine, and wiped it carefully for him.
Jin Yun sat still, staring at her without blinking.
"Does it hurt?" Surong asked softly.
Jin Yun shook his head.
She added: "If someone bullies you in the future, remember to run away or ask someone you know for help. Don't just stand there stupidly, you know?"
Jinyun nodded.
Su Rong paused, looking at Jin Yun's face so close at hand, and couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his cheek, describing his facial features. Her fingers touched a prickly beard, she frowned slightly and muttered: "Have you not shaved for a long time? It looks like you are dozens of years older." If it weren't for the wrong timing, she would never tolerate her husband going against her. He was strutting around looking so slovenly.
A faint halo flashed through Jin Yun's deep eyes, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the next moment he suddenly returned to his original calm demeanor.
"Master Zhuo, we have good news." Tut opened the tent and walked in with a joyful look on his face, followed by a guard behind him.
"What's the good news?" Qi Surong sat up straight and put down the cotton in his hand.
"I just heard that a new batch of medicinal materials has arrived in the southern camp. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to prepare a sufficient amount of medicine for you in advance."
No, she's not in a hurry at all, and you don't need to be in advance at all! Qi Surong felt secretly sad, but said with a smile on her face, "That's very good, then there is Dr. Lau Tut."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Tut waved his hand nonchalantly.
Qi Surong's eyes moved to the attendant behind him. Tut explained: "Today, the chief of the Qingying tribe will take his daughter to hunt nearby. The young chief of the Yilun tribe asked me to accompany him to prevent any accidents."
Qingying clan! Qi Surong's eyes narrowed, coming to Boya for hunting at this time
She looked at Jinyun and asked, "Will Mo Tuo go too?"
"Of course." Tut said with a smile, "I still rely on him to protect my old bones."
Qi Surong nodded, stood up and said, "Then I won't disturb you. Let's talk."
Although she wanted to meet the Qingying Clan leader, she did not dare to risk being suspected by asking.
After leaving Tut's tent, Qi Surong walked back with deep thoughts. The Qingying clan had a notorious reputation in their previous life. As the masterminds of future wars, they attacked cities and plundered lands, killed people and set fires, and committed all kinds of evil. The reason why so many civilians died in the war in the previous life was because of the Qingying tribe's brutal behavior of leaving no one alive.
In comparison, the Boya tribe behaves much more gently. Based on what she knew about Elun these days, she really couldn't figure out why he would be willing to form an alliance with the Qingying Clan. Although the Qingying tribe is the most powerful tribe in the Western Region, Boya's strength cannot be underestimated. If they unite with other small tribes, they may not be able to compete with Qingying. In any case, they will be better than laboring and mobilizing troops to invade the Central Plains.
"Have you heard? The leader of the Qingying tribe and his daughter are coming to Boya!" The discussion of several Boya tribe members not far away reached Qi Surong's ears.
"I've heard about it too, but I didn't expect that this time Chief Datan would even bring his own daughter. She is a famous beauty in the Western Regions. She is good at singing and dancing, and she is also good at shooting arrows."
"Do you think that Chief Datan intends to marry Boya?"
"It's really possible! Our young clan leader is brave and brave, and he is indeed a match for Alorian."
"Hmph, maybe Yaluolian just has a name, and may not be worthy of our young clan leader."
"Dolan, you are jealous, hahaha..."
When Qi Surong heard the word "marriage", he immediately felt a flash of inspiration. Yes, why didn't she think of marriage? The alliance between Qingying and Boya was probably based on marriage.
She walked quickly back to her tent and silently recited the words Qing Ying, Bo Ya, Yi Lun, and Ya Luo Lian in her heart. If she could destroy their marriage, would it also indirectly destroy their alliance? Without the participation of the Boya tribe, Qingying's long-planned war would never have been organized. Even if you try to force something, it will only end in a disastrous failure.
But this matter is too difficult. She is still under suspicion and unable to take action. It seems that for the time being, she can only stand still and wait for the opportunity.
That night, bonfires were set up in the inner camp, singing and dancing were noisy, and laughter and laughter could be heard endlessly.
Qi Surong was sitting in the side camp watching from a distance when a subordinate suddenly ran over to her and said to her: "Master Zhuo, the young patriarch invites you to come over and join us in the fun."
Qi Surong was slightly stunned, not expecting that Yi Lun would invite her. She straightened her clothes, gave her instructions, and walked towards the inner camp city with her retinue.
The defense of the inner camp city is obviously not comparable to that of the side camps. There are sentries every few dozen meters, with groups of three or five people patrolling alternately.
Walking into a spacious open space, a bonfire was blazing in the middle of the open space, and dozens of people gathered in a circle, singing and dancing. Nearly a hundred tables and tables are regularly arranged around, and there are all kinds of fine wines and delicacies. There were many people sitting on the ground, talking and laughing.
Directly in front, a gorgeously dressed Elun sat side by side with a middle-aged man with a beard, chatting freely over wine. Next to the middle-aged man, there was a beautiful woman who was sixteen or seventeen years old. They must be Datan, the patriarch of the Qingying tribe, and his daughter Yaluolian.
The retinue led Qi Surong to a vacant desk and then retreated.
Qi Surong searched around and finally found Tut and Jinyun in a corner not far from Yilun. Tut refused to drink from anyone who came, drinking one cup after another, and even Jin Yun was drunk a lot. However, unlike Tut, who was popular, the people who poured wine into Jin Yun behaved rudely, probably with a bit of malice. Jin Yun's clothes were soaked by the spilled wine.
A trace of anger flashed in Qi Surong's eyes and she clenched her fists. At this moment, a burst of cheers suddenly came to my ears, and I heard it, just in time to see Alolian holding Elon's hand and walking into the singing and dancing group.
The crowd cheered and the music became more cheerful.
There was no joy in Elun's expression. He followed the rhythm and started dancing with Aloline. Everyone around them laughed and danced with them. Some people scattered flower petals, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
Looking at this momentum, Elon and Aloline's marriage is likely to be finalized. Qi Surong knew the customs of the Boya and other ethnic groups. A man and a woman who meet each other during the celebration can consummate their marriage on the same day and achieve good things. Once they're in the bag tonight, there's no room for maneuver.
Qi Surong was anxious and kept thinking about countermeasures. At this moment, she inadvertently saw several women walking into a pink tent. Soon after, they each changed their clothes and came out.
Her eyes lit up, she stood up and crossed the crowd. Instead of walking directly towards the tent, she went around to the other side, pretended to go to the toilet, and then used the passage to sneak into a pink tent. The tent was full of beautiful dresses and accessories. Qi Surong hid behind the curtain, quickly took off his men's clothes and put on a set of Boya costumes.
After taking the medicine he carried with him, Qi Surong's skin turned white at a visible speed. Scattered her hair, then quickly made a delicate bun, with hanging beaded ribbons, eyebrows, eyes, and vermilion... Finally, Qi Surong's eyes fell on an exquisite silver mask on the desk...
In the clearing, Aeron was still dancing with Aloline. Alolian is so beautiful and passionate that all other women pale in comparison. Even Aaron, who has read countless people, has to admit her charm.
Marrying a beautiful wife seems to be a good idea. Elon thought to himself.
"Ding ding, ding ding ding..." Suddenly, a string of melodious tinkling sounds came faintly. Elun subconsciously turned his head, and a bright red figure jumped into his eyes...