After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

Ya Qiyi stroked her long hair in front of her, looking around and tiptoeing along the way.

Although most people are now gathered around the campfire, the soldiers patrolling the camp are not easy to fool.

After being stopped again, Ya Qiyi clasped her hands together and shyly glanced at the soldier, "Sir, I want to go to the bathroom, but I took the wrong road. I hope you can show me the way."

The little soldier stepped back, tightening his jaw in disgust, "Go over there, this is not the place for you."

"Sir, I'm afraid to go any further. Could you please take me over there?" Ya Qiyi said as she observed with her peripheral vision. She noticed that although the account office was inconspicuous, there was a maid guarding not far from the door.

"It's right over there. If you keep pestering me, I'll draw my sword." The soldier showed a section of the Tangkou knife in his hand.

The white light frightened Ya Qiyi so much that he took two steps back. Even though he was terrified inside, he could only put on a smile and walked in the direction he pointed.

But Ya Qiyi did not give up. She pretended to go to the bathroom and came back. She remembered the location where she had just seen the maid, avoided the patrolling soldiers, and approached the tent little by little. This place was leaning against the big tent, not far from the campfire.

Bending her body, she would have found the man's residence long ago if she had not taken the wrong road at first.

According to rumors, this man is not interested in women and is bloodthirsty. Now it seems that the rumors are not entirely true. Isn't there a woman beside him? The gatekeeper is also a maid. All men are lustful.

"Who are you? What are you doing here sneaking around?" Xing Qiu folded his arms, stood in front of the sneaky Ya Qiyi, and looked around.

He squinted his eyes and nodded in his heart. A new face? Judging from his disheveled appearance, he must be a captive brought back.

Could it be that he wanted to escape? Xing Qiu pinched his chin. He chose the right time, but the wrong direction.

She did not go to the celebration banquet, but took advantage of the few people around to explore the terrain and guard situation again. When she came back, she ran into Tuoba Jin carrying Xiao Linglang into the king's tent.

Looking at the empty bottle of contraceptive medicine, she felt dizzy. Wasn't he the Wolf Lord? Couldn't he take in a few more concubines? He could just steal the person she wanted.

Where could she get contraceptive medicine in this remote place? If someone died, how would she explain to Nanliang?

She turned around while kicking the stone and saw the sneaky person again. She wanted to take her out on her, but she didn't expect that it was the captive who was trying to escape.

Xing Qiu's eyes rolled, "This is the king's tent, where the Wolf Lord and the Queen rest. You're lucky you bumped into me. If it was someone on patrol, you would be dead. Get out of here quickly."

He poked this person's shoulder with his finger and pointed her to a place where the guards were loose, hoping that she would have the brains to figure it out and run away.

The prisoners' rebellion and escape caused a commotion, which should be able to interrupt them, Xing Qiu thought secretly.

"Sister Xie, I took the wrong road. Please don't say anything. I will leave immediately."

This is where the Wolf Lord lives. A light flashed in Ya Qiyi's eyes. He curled the corners of his mouth, glanced at the king's tent, bowed slightly to the arrogant servant in front of him, and swallowed his anger.

When she becomes the woman of their wolf lord, she will come back and teach these people with feet on their heads a lesson.

Xing Qiu snorted in his heart, what a fool! If they don't run now, when will they run? They can't leave even if they want to!

Grinding her back teeth, Xing Qiu walked back to her original position, kicking stones, and staring at the king's tent fiercely, as if someone living inside had a deep hatred for her.

In the king's tent, there was an ambiguous connection and their hot breaths intertwined with each other. Xiao Linglang seemed to be fished out of the water, kneeling on the bed with sweat dripping down her cheeks.

The man above was tireless, and her cries for mercy were all crushed by his hands. She could only frown and tightly grasp the quilt with both hands.

"Yue'er's dance is what I want to see."

The violently torn jacket and skirt under the bed was quietly pressed down by Xuan Yi, and even the delicate and exquisite shoes beside it were squeezed into the corner by the big boots.

Xiao Linglang finally drowned in the surging waves.

When the wind and waves calmed down, the man held the unconscious person in his arms, kissed her forehead lovingly, grabbed her hand, and clasped his fingers tightly with hers.

He had been feeling uneasy these past few days. After taking over the northern line with brutal means, he quickly turned back, and only when he saw her did his irritability subside.

He hugged the little girl, unwilling to leave. Only by being together all the time could he be comforted.

At noon the next day, Xiao Linglang moved her aching body, leaned against the edge of the bed, and slowly sat up while hugging the quilt.

After a moment of silence, she gently opened her lips and said to Xing Qiu shyly, "Contraceptive pills."

"That's all." Xing Qiu looked at the kiss marks that extended from her neck to her shoulders, paused slightly, retracted his gaze, and brought the cooked mare's milk to her.

"No more..." Xiao Linglang repeated her words softly, picked up the lotus-patterned jade bowl with trembling hands, looked at the things in the bowl, took a deep breath, and put it back.

"Bring me a bowl of hot tea. I'm not very hungry..."

"You don't have to worry. It's not such a coincidence. It all depends on fate." Xing Qiu put the mare's milk aside, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Xiao Linglang.

I saw her with her eyes drooped, staring blankly at the teacup with lifeless eyes.

Xing Qiu couldn't bear it, but he still squatted on the edge of the bed and said to her softly: "Smile more and be patient, our chance will come soon."

Xiao Linglang's eyelashes trembled, and a crystal teardrop rolled into the cup. Her lips moved, and she finally stammered, "Hmm."

His eyes fell behind Xing Qiu, his throat moved slightly, turning into a silent sigh, "Where is he?"

"I went to the big tent and seemed to be discussing the next matter." Xing Qiu stood up and changed another cup of tea, looking at the warm mare's milk on the side, "You'd better use some, otherwise I will be punished."

Xiao Linglang fluttered her eyelashes, lowered her head and sipped her tea, her dry lips were moistened, and her tone was soothing: "Is there nothing else?"

Xing Qiu stood there with a crooked mouth, shrugged at Xiao Linglang, and replied briskly: "No more, he asked you to finish it, pretending to be kind."

Xiao Linglang clenched her hands and looked even more embarrassed.

He took the jade bowl and drank half of it in small sips. When he couldn't drink any more, Xing Qiu took it over and drank it in two gulps, "Remember, this is for you to drink!"

She carefully wiped her mouth with Xiao Linglang's handkerchief, picked up the teapot, tilted her head back and drank a bellyful of water, "I'm drinking water."

Xiao Linglang raised her lips slightly, "Well, you drink water, I need to change clothes."

"They have been called to train slaves. I will serve you. My hands and feet may be heavy. Please tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Xing Qiu was ready to try, she wanted to see what kind of magic it was. As soon as Tuoba Jin came back, he went straight to her.

Seeing the excitement flashing in Xing Qiu's eyes, Xiao Linglang couldn't help but pull the quilt closer to her, "Get the clothes here, I'll change myself."

"Hey, my queen, please believe me." Xing Qiu patted his chest, his tone sincere and impatient.