A poor peasant girl: Farming with a baby and abusing her husband

"It was fine during the day, how could it be possible that it would be gone just because someone said it was gone? Brother Liu, I'm sorry for you."

When Masu heard the news, he collapsed on the bed. She wanted to get out of bed immediately to see what was going on. He was lifted up and held down by the maid.

"King Buji has sent many people to guard the outside. You can't go anywhere, Princess."

Masu felt weak all over, as if the backbone of his body had been pulled away.

Buji had already sent someone to check on Liu Zhuo, who came to check that Liu Zhuo was indeed dead.

"Now we are in trouble. Once Liu Zhuo dies, Hanzhong will definitely not let us go to Tarra, and a war will definitely begin."

Buji was discussing with several elders in the tribe how to deal with this matter.

"What are you afraid of? If Hanzhong dares to attack us, we Tartar athletes are not vegetarians and will definitely beat them to pieces."

The other elders do not want to destroy their own prestige and enhance the ambition of others.

At this time, reports came from outside the account.

"Your Majesty, Ambassador Liu's cousin came to see him. He is the young man named Chu Xiao."

Buji was upset and worried about dealing with Liu Zhuo.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xiao and Xu Wei had already forced their way into the tent.

"King Buji, I don't know how you would deal with something like this happening to my cousin!"

Chu Xiao looked angry.

"Brother Chu, we are very sorry that this happened. Who would have thought that Brother Liu would die young because of this little diarrhea. Originally, my little sister had a soft spot for him, and I wanted to keep him on purpose. He is the consort."

Buji knew he was in the wrong and spoke very politely.

Chu Xiao: "King Buji, the matter has come to an end. My eldest brother will eventually return to Hanzhong to rest in peace. I have already sent a letter to the generals in Tabur to prepare the ceremonial guard for returning to Hanzhong. I plan to return to Hanzhong as soon as possible to return to my ancestors. "

Buji was shocked: "Do you mean you will fight with our army when you go back? We Tarra cannot suffer unjust injustice because of this incident."

Chu Xiao: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. People's life and death are not something you or I can control. I have explained the ins and outs of this matter to General Hanzhong, and I will not cause trouble for no reason because of this matter. Now we are a group of people I just want my deceased brother to return to his hometown as soon as possible!"

Buji saw that the other party knew how to advance and retreat, so he made a smooth move and quickly threw the hot potato out.

"I understand. I will arrange for someone to take you to the border town of Tabur early tomorrow morning, so that Brother Liu can be laid to rest as soon as possible."

Chu Xiao's anxious heart was finally relieved.

Before coming, they were still discussing that if Buji acted cunningly in this matter, their plan might come to nothing.

The fake death drug that Yan Shu gave Liu Zhuo will expire in two days, and it will not be possible to end it until he leaves Tarra.

Fortunately, Yan Shu asked him to send a letter to Feige, the general of Wei Chang in Tabur, in advance, revealing the plan to him so that they could prepare in Tabur.

Another important meaning is to let Hanzhong know their situation here by sending a letter in advance, which also invisibly puts pressure on Taala so that they dare not do anything untoward to Chu Xiao and the others.

Chu Xiao and Xu Wei thanked Buji and returned to Liu Zhuo's tent.

Yan Shu signaled them to stay calm and prevent the walls from having ears.

The three of them cried heartbreakingly to Liu Zhuo on the bed.

"My eldest brother, why did you die so young thousands of miles away? How did you ask me to explain to my grandma and to the court?"

Chu Xiao lay on the bed with runny nose and tears. Yan Shu also covered her face and sobbed.

Only Xu Wei, a straight man who didn't know how to act, could only sit on the side with his head in his hands and sigh.

Sure enough, after hearing the situation inside the tent, several dark figures on the other side of the tent quietly walked away to report to Buji.

Chu Xiao finally knew what it was like to tell people to leave. The tea was cold, and a few of them were woken up by the Tala soldiers outside the tent just after dawn.

It turned out that Buji had prepared a coffin for Liu Zhuo and asked several Tartar soldiers to carry Liu Zhuo's body.

Yan Shu threw herself at Liu Zhuo and said with a pun: "Young Master, we are taking you home! You can rest assured."

One of the leaders of Tarra said that this was the top-quality golden wood coffin prepared by their Tarra king, which could be regarded as a farewell for Ambassador Liu.

Buji did not come to see him off, but only sent a few minions.

Xu Wei was very angry about this.

"Master Xu, we can't act on impulse now. After all, Hanzhong and Tarra are irreconcilable ethnic conflicts, and we don't expect them to grieve for someone from an opposing country."

The early morning sun shines on several people, making them look particularly quiet and beautiful, as if they are not carrying a corpse, but a bridge to beauty.

Just as they were about to start their journey, the voice of Princess Masu sounded behind Yan Shu and the others.

"Wait a minute, I want to say goodbye to Brother Liu."

Yan Shu and Chu Xiao were startled by this sudden sound.

"I hope nothing goes wrong."

Yan Shu thought to herself.

At some point, she had an inexplicable bad feeling as soon as she saw Masu appear.

Masu looked at Chu Xiao and others:

"You guys should avoid it for a moment. I want to have a few more words with Brother Liu."

Chu Xiao tried to stay calm and could only say to Masu: "Princess, please help yourself."

After speaking, he motioned to Yan Shu, Xu Wei and others to return to the tent.

The three people looked at each other inside but did not dare to make any rash move.

Outside the tent, Masu gently opened the brocade robe covering Liu Zhuo.

I saw that Liu Zhuo still looked normal, not like a dead person. Just like a sleeping person.

Masu couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose with her hand, but the cold body temperature and the silent face brought her back to reality.

She murmured:

"I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you. If I had let you go earlier, this wouldn't be the result now. Are we really destined to have no connection in this life?"

After saying that, she used the dagger she carried to cut off a small strand of hair, tied it with a knot, put it into Liu Zhuo's hand and held it.

When she touched Liu Zhuo's still warm hand, she was shocked.

She looked up and glanced around to make sure there was no one around.

She carefully touched Liu Zhuo's palm again. Indeed, her hand was still soft and somewhat warm. She once studied under the Tianshan Medicine King and knew some of the meridians of the human body.

She gently pressed Liu Zhuo's wrist with her fingertips.

"It's really not like the pulse of a deceased person. It's like a faint thread."

Masu was surprised and happy at the same time.

But she had to remain calm on the surface.

"Perhaps it would be the best outcome for them to take him out of Tarra now."

She was going back and forth in her mind.

In the end, she decided to give up and keep him here. Not only would her brother Buji not believe it, but he might not be able to survive even if he stayed.

She arranged everything for Liu Zhuo and then dismissed her entourage and walked to the tent.

"I don't know why he became like this, but I won't tell my elder brother about it today. He doesn't look like a dead person. I hope he can live well when he goes back!"

Yan Shu said as Masu glanced at Chu Xiao one by one.

Chu Xiao: “I don’t know what the princess means!”

Yan Shu pulled his clothes with her hands and told him not to argue with the person in front of him.

Masu didn't bother them and left as if he was relaxed.

When they arrived at the small town of Tabur, Wei Chang had already sent someone to greet Chu Xiao and his party.

The soldiers had solemn expressions, and they seemed to think that Ambassador Liu had returned to the West.

Only Yan Shu, Chu Xiao and Xu Wei knew that their efforts over the past few days had finally come to fruition.

It only took three days for them to achieve the most cost-effective escape with the least amount of troops.