Iron Cross Fire

Halfway through, Timur suddenly thought of something, slapped his forehead, and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I forgot that you lost your memory. But don't worry, no one will cause trouble for you here."

"This manor is my home. You can live here with peace of mind."

When he said this, Timur looked sincere. At the same time, the look in Nalan Wushuang's eyes also revealed some depth of meaning.

Yes, Timur made this arrangement out of selfish motives.

Temur has a very high prestige in the Rakshasa clan and is highly favored by the queen, but he has a son named Tie Bowen who gives him a lot of headaches.

Tie Bowen has just turned 20 this year. According to the customs of the Rakshasa tribe, he should get married and have children early. However, Tie Bowen does not like women from the Rakshasa tribe. He thinks their personalities are too tough and not gentle at all. He has always wanted to find them. A Kyushu woman is my wife.

This gave Timur a headache.

While traveling to Kyushu this time, he met Nalan Wushuang, who had lost his memory, on the way. Seeing that the girl was as beautiful as a fairy, Timur suddenly thought of his son.

This may be an opportunity for my son to get acquainted with this girl.

Um!

At this time, feeling Timur's sincerity, Nalan Wushuang nodded.

"grown ups!"

At this moment, a servant came up to Temur and said respectfully: "Are you back?" As he said this, he looked at Nalan Wushuang curiously.

What a beautiful Kyushu girl.

Temur waved his hand and ordered: "Go and call Tie Bowen out, and tell him that there is a guest at home."

"Yes, sir!" the servant responded and walked quickly to the backyard.

Timur took Nalan Wushuang into the hall.

After letting people make tea, Timur handed Nalan Wushuang a cup and said with a smile: "When I first started drinking your Jiuzhou tea, I felt it was very bitter, but after drinking more, I can taste it. This is Tianqi Continent My friend gave it to me, let’s try it.”

Nalan Wushuang nodded and took a sip.

"Right!"

At this time, Timur thought of something and asked, "Does the girl remember her name?"

"I..." Nalan Wushuang frowned slightly, thought hard, and finally shook his head.

Seeing this, Timur smiled bitterly and said, "Since the girl can't remember the name, you are from Kyushu, so I will call you Miss Jiu for now."

Nalan Wushuang nodded without objection.

"father!"

Just as he was talking, a loud voice sounded outside the door: "What kind of guests are coming to the house? Do we have any relatives in Kyushu?" As the voice fell, a burly figure walked in. M.

The young man is about 20 years old, with a slender and muscular body. He is a typical Rakshasa warrior, but his facial features are sharp and angular, making him very handsome, which is in line with the aesthetics of Kyushu people.

It was Tie Bowen.

Timur frowned and said displeased: "Why are you yelling so much? There are no rules at all?"

Tie Bowen scratched his head and smiled, with an honest look on his face. Then when he saw Nalan Wushuang sitting next to him, he was stunned for an instant and his eyes became a little dull.

Beautiful, what a beautiful woman.

The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and the figure is graceful and graceful.

Isn't this the Kyushu wife he dreams of?

Sensing Tie Bowen's gaze, Nalan Wushuang was always at a loss.

"Bowen!"

At this moment, Timur broke the embarrassment and said: "Don't stare at people like this, it's too rude. This is Miss Jiu. I met her on the way back. She got into trouble and suffered amnesia. If you want to stay with us for a while, you have to take good care of me, you know?"

Upon hearing this, Tie Bowen hurried over, smiled at Nalan Wushuang and said, "Hello, Miss Ninth, my name is Tie Bowen."

Nalan Wushuang nodded and said shyly, "Hello."

While talking, Nalan Wushuang looked at the tall and straight Tie Bowen, and felt a faint throbbing in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Rakshasa tribe also has such handsome men.

Seeing that the two parties knew each other, Timur drank the tea in the cup and said with a smile: "Okay, let's talk. I'm going to meet the queen and report the situation."

With that said, Timur strode out of the hall.

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