Disgraced Consort

"These wolves have absorbed the pollen of Kuihua."

Kui flowers are flowers in the desert, and when pollen is inhaled by animals, they will be crazy. However, because of its short flowering period and its distance from water, few animals will come close to it.

However, if someone arranges the wolves to approach Kuihua, then it is another matter.

The people of the Miaoshui tribe are all proficient in the role of flowers and grass, and they also use these natural plants to domesticate livestock. However, if they are not required for combat, ordinary tribes will not be close to these ferocious animals.

Even when fighting, apart from the beasts where sharks live in the sea, the beasts like wolves, who also live on the land, are not easy to domesticate.

Because they live on land, they are still too dangerous.

"Go get the snow wolf and bake it. It should be free of pollen poison."

After Xi Yan finished speaking, she turned and walked into the tent.

Yes, when she saw the white wolf, she knew that it was not the wolf king. Because its color is too special, it is undoubtedly alien to the gray wolf group.

However, since it can command this group of mad wolves with howling like the wolf king, only one point, it is the same deliberate arrangement as pollen.

Well, in this arrangement, it must be free of hay fever.

"Go. In addition, burn these crazy wolves as soon as possible. Don't leave any traces."

After Elder Feng finished his speech, Yiyan Yan entered the tent together.

Inside the tent, Xi Yan turned to Elder Wind and said this with his mask:

"It seems that we have to set off overnight."

His mask looks closed, but from the point of view of the arrow just now, the sight behind this mask is so sharp that it has not been affected in any way.

She originally thought that after all, it was a bit influential.

She was suddenly curious about this mask, but it was just curious.

Right now, I am afraid that the situation should change.

"Yes. But Patriarch, your injury—"

"It's okay, I'm instructed to continue, and pull out the camp overnight." Xi Yan said this with a smile.

Elder Feng nodded and walked out of the tent.

Indeed, the design step by step, with absolute deliberate arrangements.

First, they took the camels responsible for the food and grass, and then arranged the siege of the mad wolves. If they eat these wolves by mistake, then they can wipe them out without a soldier.

After all, the wolf's madness is a fact that is easily overlooked. Even if no one noticed the **** beast pupil.

However, they are holding the highest banner of the Jinzhen tribe, the Xuanheihongyue Banner. If those with ulterior motives use their military power to encircle them, they will be attacked by the other tribes of the Jinzhen tribe. What's more, Chishan also took most of the Jinzhen soldiers in Jiangning.

Therefore, it is nothing but making these despicable means!

Even if Qingning is also the Longtan Tiger Cave, it is better than continuing to teach these mean means along the way.

After all, one is in the light and one is in the dark.

Not only did Xi Yan understand.

Elder Feng is also clear.

He immediately ordered and rushed to Qingning overnight.

The rest of the journey, but only ten days, and a night trip, will naturally shrink most of the days.

Moreover, the only dry food left on their hands is mostly dried jerky meat captured by the antelopes captured in the evening, and the dried buns are no more than two or three.

These do not allow them to follow the usual course.

By the evening of the second day, Xi Yan had stopped eating for almost half a day. Because all the steamed buns are used up.

When she was eating, she did not get off the camel, but Elder Feng came to her and handed a small piece of dried jerky:

"The patriarch, in the desert, cannot rely on water alone."

The ethnic people have lived in the desert for generations, and it is not a problem to find water. It's just, how can you rely on water alone?

"No. I can't go against what I said before."

"You asked me not to ask everything about your past, is it related to this? Patriarch, your strength and cleverness make me appreciate it, but you don't think it makes no sense to insist on a promise when life and death matter. Is it? "

"I am such a pedantic person. People, always insist on something, even if those are not all right, I think, at least an explanation to myself." Xi Yan smiled faintly, she leaned on the camel hump. Here, his face was pale.

Very hungry, coupled with the overnight rush, no rest and inflammation of the wound, her condition is not good.

Even, she now feels hot all over.

After finishing this sentence, she suddenly grabbed the reins of the hand and couldn't hold it anymore. Elder Feng lingered for a moment, or she immediately caught her falling body.

The touch of her body was hot.

Not normal hot.

She still has a fever.

In the polar climate of the desert, this is dangerous.

He hugged her and sat down on the mat. The nearest clan soldiers had come down and came to cover them in small circles.

He untied the water sac from his body and inserted a pill into her mouth, but her teeth were closed and she couldn't put it in. He squeezed her chin and forced her to open her mouth and sent the pill and water together. The medicine still had some effect on heat dissipation, hoping she would get better soon.

Then he ordered the clan soldiers to camp on the spot.

After holding Xi Yan into the tent, she saw that her eyebrows flicked up and spit out the appropriate pills, and a little red rash appeared on the bright white jade face.

Is she allergic to this medicine?

He held her hand and felt extra heavy.

Even at that moment, he hesitated. But can he hesitate?

Putting her on the mattress, his men consciously hugged her side to sleep to prevent her from hitting the wound on the back shoulder. In this hug, he stayed with her in such a posture for a whole night.

The night in the desert is cold. He tried to hold her quilt to her tightly, forcing her to sweat with the most earthy method, and dared not give her the medicine to reduce fever.

If he remembers correctly, Elder Mu mentioned to him when he was alive. The former patriarch Yiying was allergic to the schizonepeta. It seems that this inheritance really passed on to the woman in her arms.

Yi Xi, the name, really matches her.

It's also nice.

When the words were gently chanted between the teeth, inexplicably, there was a trace of throbbing in my heart.

Yi Xi, as Yi Xi's she, will belong to him completely?

The corner of his lips behind the mask was gently raised, his long fingertips, and he gently touched her, although she walked all day under the scorching sun of the desert, her face was still white and clean.

The father of Yiying, the former patriarch, set a new clan rule when passing the position of patriarch to Yiying. Marry to give birth to the next heirloom bloodline.

This is because male patriarchs can have a royal palace that is no less than that of the emperors of the Three Kingdoms, even though the previous patriarchs only married one patriarch.

However, this first female patriarch Yiying, the former patriarch had some concerns about her.

The reason is that he hopes that someone can continue to protect her sincerely in his place.

However, although he thought of this layer of concerns and issued this family rule, because Yiying was fifteen years old, he was locked by the Three Kingdoms to the Dragon Vessel Cave of Xuanlong Mountain.

However, its utility is still there.

The remaining ethnic groups of the Tus are also known.

But, the woman in front of you may not know yet.

This year, she should be sixteen.

And he is the only elder of the Miaoshui tribe to be reproduced.

Unlike the old days, Elder Wood and Fire Elder stood side by side.

His hand rested on her thin chin, if he could, after all this, he was willing to make her happy, without any use of happiness.

He is willing!

Under the sky, Xuanyuan Yu was not able to grant her this happiness.

He, too!

Gently leaned down, his lips reflected in her eyebrows, just eyebrows, without any desire.

She shook her eyebrows cleanly.

Such pureness, how long has he not experienced it?

When faced with her, suddenly he can give him this feeling of tranquility.

that's nice.

When Xi Yan woke up again, the last afterglow of the evening sunset was spilling into the tent. She moved a little, and she was a little sour, but the burning sensation receded.

"Wake up? Have something to drink."

He handed a bowl of porridge soup.

"This--"

"Drink, you can't use meaty, drinking porridge is always acceptable."

"Where is the rice?"

"I want it, there must be something. Otherwise, you have been comatose and not relying on these porridges for the past few days. How can you survive it? But, do n’t ask me how I got it. Like, I wo n’t ask your past . "

She couldn't see the face behind his mask, only she could see that a thin layer of gray was caged on his blue shirt.

After taking the porridge bowl, it was still warm.

She drank slowly, even if she couldn't taste anything, she drank it slowly.

Until the last bite of porridge was finished, she said softly to him:

"Thank you."

"Yes, you are the patriarch."

Elder Feng took the porridge bowl.

"It's time to go, I have no problem."

"I have arrived in the suburbs of Qingning. Tonight, may the patriarch return to Wang Ting with me first?"

Go back to Wang Ting first?

Xi Yan said lightly:

"it is good."

She knew that he was looking at her again. Was the face behind this cold mask really familiar to her?

But she doesn't know many men.

Her hand suddenly touched his mask, and he didn't stop it.

Time, condensed.

The air is slow.

As long as her fingertips use a little force, then the mask will come off and his face will appear.

Of course, but for a moment, she gently wiped the dust under the mask with her fingertips and said:

"Dirty. In the past few days when I was sleeping, an elder Lao Feng took me on the road."

She is a smart woman in ice and snow.

From the line between the words, from the dust in his clothes, it has long been known that he hugged her on the road, and she didn't feel anything at all, but she was very sleepy.

If it were not for her being too sick and losing consciousness, it was his carefulness that did not make her feel the pain of bumps.

She felt his stunned smile and smiled, the purest and truest smile on her pale face:

"Elder Feng will arrange for the city to enter at night."

"Yes." He relieved himself from the daze and bowed out of the tent.

The place where they camped, this time, was in the sand pit near Qingning. At night, a clan soldier had led a horse.

Not a long journey, but also an oasis, nature, horses and camels are convenient.

He jumped onto the horse and handed her:

"Please ask the patriarch to grieve and ride a horse with me."

She understood what he meant, her body did not recover, and he was afraid that she would be surprised when she was riding the horse.

How could she be such a delicate person?

No matter how delicate it is, it is only the Lord of Nalan in the palace.

And now, she is Yi Xi.

Even though Nalan's surname, she will not forget. After all, Nalan respected her nurturing grace, she can not forget.

But, Yi, is her real surname.

But, is this reason really the real idea in her heart?

Perhaps, it is just an escape.

Nalan Xiyan is the drunk concubine of Xuanyuanyu.

Today, no matter what, she will never be his drunk concubine.

She is no longer!

When her fingers were deeply embedded in the belly of her fingers and she felt pain, her waist had been leaned over by Elder Feng and sat on the horse.

"Sit this way, it's less likely to hit the wound."

"You—" Xi Yan blushed. Could it be that the few days he was in a coma, he saw her little rubs hurt?

"I haven't done anything beyond, please rest assured. The elders are just--" Elder Feng's voice was a bit scornful, he drove, and shouted, "Driving!"

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