She loses if she divorces, the reborn mistress only divorces her husband

Qin Chongxiao was reading a book. He was not surprised to see Nagya breaking in, but he was shocked to see Li Jingwan.

Although Li Jingwan was wearing a mask, he recognized her at a glance.

"Princess, didn't you promise to send this girl back to Tacheng?"

"I agreed." Nagya said as a matter of course, "I will send her back in a few days. Now she is my teacher, Sainwan."

Li Jingwan winked at Qin Chongxiao, signaling him to say less, otherwise Nagya might get angry again.

Qin Chongxiao was helpless, "Princess, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I've come to give you something." Nagya took out the sachet with great joy and said, "This is the first sachet I have ever embroidered."

As soon as Qin Zhongxiao took it, Nagya asked, "What do you think I'm embroidering?"

Qin Chongxiao looked up and down, but couldn't figure out what this mass was. Facing Nagya's expectant eyes, he spoke with difficulty.

"The princess embroidered..."

At the same time, the tent curtain was suddenly pulled open, followed by a violent Xirong remark.

Li Jingwan didn't understand, but she knew from the man's tone that it was definitely not something nice to hear.

The person who came in was a young man, with the tall and strong build typical of the Xirong people, a square face, and gorgeous clothes. He must be of a noble family.

The man had a dark complexion and his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed. It was obvious that he was very unhappy.

As soon as he came in, Qin Chongxiao immediately saluted and spoke in the Xirong dialect.

Li Jingwan guessed that this man should be the second prince of Xirong and Nagya's biological brother - Wushilie.

Sure enough, Nagya's words confirmed her guess.

"Brother, don't speak Xirong in the camp. Have you forgotten the spy sent by Yeqilu that we caught last time?"

Li Jingwan found it somewhat funny that the people of Xirong actually spoke the language of the Sheng Dynasty in order to prevent being eavesdropped by spies.

Wu Shilie roared, "I'm so angry, that damn bastard Ye Qilu always deliberately goes against me!"

He suddenly noticed the sachet in Qin Chongxiao's hand and took it curiously.

"What is this? What's that thing up there? It's a mess. Wudi, where did you pick it up? It's too ugly, throw it away."

Qin Chongxiao and Li Jingwan showed embarrassed expressions at the same time.

Nagya was furious. "Wushilie, you blind bastard, this is the sachet I embroidered for Wudi myself!"

"It's embroidered with a bow and arrow. Can't you see that if you're blind?"

Wu Shilie didn't dare to provoke his sister who had an even more irritable temper than himself, so he quickly changed the subject, "Oh...it turns out to be a bow and arrow, very well embroidered."

"You hold it upside down!" Nagya was furious and snatched her sachet from him. "You are a rough man who only knows how to ride a horse and wrestle. What do you know?"

After being scolded by his own sister, Wu Shilie was in a good mood and chuckled twice, not angry at all.

Li Jingwan understood. It seemed that the brother and sister had a good relationship.

Wu Shilie noticed Li Jingwan at this time, "Wu Di, is this your maid?"

"No." Nagya immediately denied, "This is my... the teacher I hired, and she doesn't need maids to serve her."

Wu Shilie naturally knew that his sister was clinging to Wu Di and would never allow other women to appear around him, so he laughed and said, "I see she is wearing a mask too."

He asked curiously again, "You said she was your teacher. What did she teach you?"

"Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and women...what are women?" Nagya looked at Li Jingwan.

"Needlework," Li Jingwan added, "Princess, it's embroidery."

"Yes, embroidery. I embroidered this sachet." Nagya raised her chin proudly. "I am currently learning. In two days, I will be able to play chess with Wudi."

Li Jingwan was speechless.

Nagya didn't even know the rules of Go, let alone playing against Qin Chongxiao, and she even chopped up the chessboard.

"Your teacher is... from the Sheng Dynasty?" Wu Shilie glanced at Li Jingwan with an inquiring look, and then confirmed, "Her accent sounds like she is from the Sheng Dynasty."

"Nonsense." Nagya snorted, "Who in Xirong knows how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and... needlework?"

She knew Wu Shilie's worries, so she changed her voice into Xirong dialect to tell him not to worry.

She assured that there was no problem with Li Jingwan's identity, saying that Li Jingwan was abducted from the border of Sheng Dynasty by his subordinates and was kept by her to accompany her for a while.

Qin Chongxiao was worried that Wu Shilie would ask about Li Jingwan's background in detail, so he changed the subject.

"Your Highness, you just mentioned Yeqilu, but what's the matter?"

When Qin Chongxiao asked this question, Wu Shilie became furious.

"Yeqilu sent someone to deliver a letter saying that he had invited several other tribal leaders to come to Reduo to discuss matters. He specifically asked them to come to my camp and asked me to accompany them."

"He clearly knew that I was training troops in Reduo, and he deliberately came to cause trouble for me. Xirong is so big, there is no place for a few of them to sit."

Li Jingwan felt like laughing. The second prince spoke in a very funny way.

"Ever since Yeqilu was made the crown prince, he has been suppressing me in every way. Now he is even shitting and pissing on me. I must teach him a lesson this time!"

"Wu Di, help me find a way to dampen his arrogance like we did the last time, and let him know how powerful I am."

Qin Chongxiao did not agree.

"Your Highness, Yeqilu is only here to discuss matters with the tribal leaders. He has not taken the initiative to provoke any trouble. I suggest that you wait and see what happens. He is the crown prince now, and he is nominally superior to you. He is in a powerful position. We should not act rashly, or else he will catch us and it will be even worse."

"Yes, brother, Wu is right." Nagya agreed, "Yeqilu likes to complain to father the most. This despicable villain is just waiting for you to make the first move."

Wu Shilie clenched his fist and waved it fiercely in the air, "I'm going to give this grandson a good beating."

Not long after he uttered these harsh words, a soldier came to tell him that Yeqilu and the tribal leaders had arrived at the camp training ground in advance, and asked Wushilie to go and greet them quickly.

In her previous life, Li Jingwan had heard of Ye Qilu's name. It was rumored that this man was fierce, warlike, cunning, and very difficult to deal with.

After Chu Tingyu disappeared, he led the Western Rong soldiers and almost broke through Tacheng. Fortunately, Qi Ming took on the task and repelled them.

Later, Yeqilu remained evil-minded and kept his eyes on Dasheng.

Before she was imprisoned, she heard that Yeqilu had killed her father, became the king of Xirong, and gathered troops from all over the country, intending to attack Dasheng again.

She didn't know whether the war had taken place or what the outcome was.

She hoped that the Sheng Dynasty would repel the Western Rong, achieve final victory, and provide the people with a stable living environment.

When Yeqilu arrived, Wu Shilie had to bring his trusted aides with him, including Qin Chongxiao.

Nagya offered to go together, and Wushilie agreed, but asked her not to speak and just stand by.

"I am not afraid of Yeqilu. If a lowly slave and a bastard dare to act insolently in front of this princess, I will never forgive him."

"Nagya, don't act recklessly." Although Wu Shilie agreed with her, he had to be cautious in important matters.

He was bullied by Ye Qilu many times, and it was only in the past six months that Qin Chongxiao came and gave him advice, and he was able to save some face.

"If you don't listen to me, I will send someone to tie you up and send you back to the capital. You are not allowed to follow my troops anymore."

Nagya said "hmm" reluctantly.

Qin Chongxiao advised gently, "Princess, Yeqilu brought the tribal leaders here to show off and to find fault with the second prince in front of them so that he can use them to gain power. We must be extremely careful on this trip."

This time, Nagya nodded continuously with a big smile on her face, "Wudi, I will listen to you and will never do anything rash."

Wu Shilie resisted the urge to roll his eyes and thought to himself that a girl who wants to get married is like spilled water and cannot be stopped.

"Sainwan, do you want to go?" Nagya was determined to show her understanding side in front of Qin Chongxiao, and she specifically asked Li Jingwan for her opinion in front of him.

"Princess, I want to go." Li Jingwan nodded.

She wanted to see who this Yeqilu, who was causing trouble on the northwestern border, was.

In order to increase his momentum, Wu Shilie selected another hundred elite soldiers to go.

The parade ground at the Reduo camp was very large, with a square platform in the middle, which was usually used for officers to give speeches.

At this time, temporary sheds had been set up on three sides of the stage. A row of people were sitting on the east side, with guards standing behind them.

As she got closer, Li Jingwan noticed that the guards were not wearing uniform clothes and must belong to different tribes.

As the leader of the tribe, above everyone else, he naturally has a unique aura.

But among this group of people, the most conspicuous one is a young man sitting in the middle.

The man had a typical Xirong look, with a high nose, deep eyes, and deep features.

But overall she looks softer than the Xirong people, and is somewhat closer to the feeling Qi Ming gives her.

Needless to say, this person is Yeqilu.

Although they have the same biological father, Yeqilu is nothing like the Wushilie siblings and their temperaments are very different.

Wushilie and Nagya's personalities are as lively as fire, exuding energy.

Yeqilu is like water, like an eternal cold pond, unfathomable.

Especially his eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything, and were more likely to appear on a weathered old man.

Wu Shilie walked forward with Nagya calmly, while Li Jingwan and others stood there waiting.

She didn't understand the Xirong language, but she saw Yeqilu with a smile on his face, talking and laughing with Wushilie and his sister very gently, as if they were really brothers and sisters in a loving relationship.

Wu Shilie greeted other tribal leaders again, and after that, Yeqilu spoke a few words.

Then, Li Jingwan noticed that Wu Shilie's face became increasingly ugly, and Nagya also frowned.

Finally, Wu Shilie frowned and nodded, then walked back with Nagya, motioning them to go talk under the shed behind them.

Fortunately, Wu Shilie said what Sheng Chao said, gritting his teeth and saying, "Ye Qilu, this bastard, really has bad intentions."

"Your Highness, what happened?" Qin Chongxiao did not come closer and did not know what they said.

"Ye Qilu said that in order to liven up the atmosphere, he wanted me and him to send three people to compete," Wu Shilie said, "He must have made preparations and came here on purpose to humiliate me."

Nagya said angrily, "Yeqilu deliberately proposed this in front of the leaders of the tribes, forcing my brother to agree."

"Your Highness has many elite soldiers and generals under his command, so don't worry." Qin Chongxiao comforted, "Just select the most capable people to fight."

"Yeah, brother, don't be polite with him." Nagya also said, "He said he wanted to spar with someone, and he already found the most powerful person."

Wu Shilie nodded and immediately called a commander to select the participants.

"Military Strategist Wudi, what is the competition about?" Li Jingwan didn't understand the rules on their side.

Qin Chongxiao introduced, "Generally, there are three rounds of competition, including wrestling, stone locks and archery. The winner of each round can continue to compete in the next round. If one person wins three rounds in a row, it is the greatest honor."

Wu Shilie took some effort to select the men. He picked three men from the elite soldiers. Each of them had fierce eyes and a majestic demeanor.

Qin Chongxiao was familiar with Wu Shilie's soldiers and whispered, "These three are good at boxing, riding and shooting, and are also famous strongmen in the army."

At this time, Yeqilu also sent people, which immediately caused surprise to everyone in the audience.

There is only one person.

Moreover, this man was wearing tattered clothes and had messy hair. He looked more like a slave than a guard.

This man is completely different from the elite soldiers selected by Wu Shilie.

After Yeqilu said this, everyone was in an uproar and Wu Shilie's face turned red.

Li Jingwan hurriedly asked Qin Chongxiao what he said.

It turned out that the man sent by Yeqilu was actually a slave, a prisoner of war he brought from a tribe he defeated two days ago.

The countries and tribes in this area of ​​the Western Regions had regulations that the prisoners of war of the losing side would become slaves.

Yeqilu said that this man had good abilities and that he could be sent alone to fight.

Li Jingwan understood after hearing this. No wonder Wu Shilie was so angry.

If a slave sent by Yeqilu defeated Wushilie's side, wouldn't it mean that Wushilie's people were too weak?

And this man was defeated by Yeqilu, which indirectly shows the strength of Yeqilu's side.

If this slave lost, Wu Shilie would lose face.

The elite soldiers he selected defeated a slave from the defeated tribe. If people told others about this, they would think that his victory was unfair.

Whether winning or losing, Yeqilu had the upper hand.

Li Jingwan couldn't help but sigh that Yeqilu was indeed extremely cunning and later became a thorn in the side of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

Such people must not be kept, and if there is a chance, they must be eliminated.

After both sides select their players, the game begins.

The first round was wrestling.

Wu Shilie sent out the soldier who was best at wrestling among the three. He was tall and mighty, and his aura was overwhelming.

The slaves sent by Yeqilu looked sickly in comparison.

When everyone thought the outcome of the competition was a foregone conclusion, it turned out that this skinny slave won in the end.

Although he was thin, he was very strong and good at using his strength. In less than an incense stick of time, he threw the opponent out of the boundary line.

Everyone present couldn't help but exclaim, but Li Jingwan knew that this person should win the second round as well.

The second round of the game was about stone locks.

The stone lock is a tool used in the army to train strength. It is made of stone and has a handle chiseled on the top for easy picking and placing. Its shape is similar to that of a copper lock.

Li Jingwan was no stranger to stone locks. When she was a child, she saw soldiers practicing with stone locks when she went to the capital camp to play. She went forward to move it, but it didn't move at all.

A stone lock weighs from 50 to 60 kilograms, or even over 100 kilograms. It is difficult for an average adult man to move it, let alone lift it and pass it between hands.

This time, Li Jingwan's premonition was correct. The slaves sent by Yeqilu once again defeated their strong opponents.