Reborn as a bride, pretending to be virtuous, the prince held his waist and regretted

The eldest princess nodded, "You are right. That beast was able to kill all my brothers and nephews, and he would also kill my son. What should I do?"

The female merchant replied: "This is the territory of King Beirong. It is very dangerous for the little prince to come back. The little prince needs a slightly safer environment to integrate his strength."

The princess thought for a moment, then said, "The Xianglan Festival is coming, and my brother will come to participate. I will meet him and tell him about this. With the support of the Gray Wolf Tribe, my son will be safe."

The female merchant replied, "The concubines who hated King Beirong also lost their husbands and sons at his hands. Those concubines who gave birth to children with King Beirong must have forgotten their hatred. But what about those who don't have children? Not only are they helpless, they can only grow old and die here. How can they unite?"

The eldest princess was stunned and thought for a moment. "Yes! At least I know of three princesses who never gave birth. Their husbands died at the hands of the traitors, and their children were all executed and died in front of them."

"If time can heal the pain, but the benefits are not evenly distributed, it can unite the tribes behind these princesses. Because their families' living space has been squeezed by the King of Beirong, just like the Gray Wolf Tribe, they can only migrate to a farther place."

"These people can become our allies. However, these alone may have an impact on King Beirong, but they are definitely not enough to shake King Beirong's position. Will Kangguo take action?"

It would be different if we had Kangguo's help.

The female merchant replied, "Kangguo sent people all the way here, of course, for a purpose. Because the King of Beirong has been very rampant recently and is ready to make a move on the border of Kangguo."

"We, Kangguo, can only passively let go and take the initiative. The vast grasslands of the Northern Rong are a far cry from the agricultural Kangguo. We will not occupy this place, but only think about severely punishing those thieves who violate the border."

The princess smiled, "I see. King Beirong has brought disaster upon himself. I understand. I will cooperate with you. Wait for my news."

"Yes, Princess." The female merchant agreed and then took her leave.

Pandan Festival is here.

All tribes will send people to the capital to participate and celebrate the festival together.

The eldest princess met her elder brother Bayar.

Bayar is tall and strong, walking with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, but he has some white hair in his hair.

Seeing that her eldest brother had aged a little, the eldest princess felt sad, "Brother, you have worked hard, how are our parents now?"

Bayar saw that his sister looked good, and smiled and said, "Our parents are still healthy. We went to a farther grassland. Although it was hard, it was relatively peaceful. There are more people in our tribe, and we have more cattle and sheep."

The eldest princess was sad, "How can it be so good? You have more and more white hair."

"Don't be afraid, I'm old, and you still have your nephews to rely on. You don't have to put yourself in a difficult position, the Gray Wolf Tribe can protect you." Bayar smiled and comforted his sister.

Although he can only see his sister once a year, Bayar feels that it is all worth it as long as his sister is living a good life.

"Wulan, stand outside. I want to have a private chat with my brother." The eldest princess sent Wulan out as well and asked her to stand guard outside.

"Yes, Princess." Wulan agreed and walked out.

Bayar looked suspicious, "Sister, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?"

The eldest princess shook her head, took out the paper with the Langya pendant drawn on it, handed it to Bayar, and said in a low voice, "Brother, take a look."

Bayar took the paper and asked, "Isn't this the totem of the Beirong royal family?"

The first princess replied: "This pendant is indeed the totem of the Northern Rong royal family, but the silk rope for the pendant was woven by me personally. I am the only one who can do it and I know it. I woven it for my son. When I secretly sent my son to Kangguo, I sewed this pendant on the belt inside his clothes."

Bayar was stunned, "Could it be...could it be that Chaolu is still alive?"

The princess nodded, "Yes, he is alive and well in Kangguo. Tuolu was on a diplomatic mission to Kangguo and learned in the capital that my son looked very similar to him, so he assassinated my son."

"Later, my son's identity was discovered by the Kang people, and they have sent someone to contact me. Brother, this is a good opportunity for our Gray Wolf Tribe to regain the fertile grassland. If we miss it, we may have to go to a more distant place to graze our livestock in the future."

Bayar remained silent for a long time, and then asked, "Are you sure?"

The Queen replied, "They assassinated Chaolu, and Kangguo took advantage of their trick and planned to send Chaolu back to Beirong, and they also wanted to cooperate with us to deal with the King of Beirong. Because they predicted that the King of Beirong would invade the border this year, they made preparations in advance."

Bayar thought for a moment and asked with doubt: "It's good that your son can come back. Is our cooperation with Kangguo considered as inviting a wolf into the house?"

The princess smiled and said, "Brother, you think too much. Kangguo is a Han Chinese country, and they like to farm. Farming requires water, and our Beirong is not suitable for farming except for some rivers and streams. It is only suitable for us who live by water and grass."

"They will never let us go if we are grazing. We cannot build a huge city on the grassland. The Kangguo army has penetrated deep into the heart of the Beirong grassland and cannot stay there for long. They cooperate with us just to solve the border troubles."

"We cooperated with Kangguo to overthrow the brutal rule of King Beirong. During his reign, he eliminated dissidents and did many things that angered the heavens and the people. There are many tribes in a similar situation to our Grey Wolf Tribe."

"But these people, like our Gray Wolf Tribe, are not sure of victory against the King of Beirong. Now my son is back and grew up in Kangguo, where he received a good education and help. When my son becomes the King of Beirong, he will surely be able to increase trade with Beirong, rather than being controlled by a few people, where the common people can only buy Kangguo's products at high prices."

The more Bayar listened, the brighter his eyes became. If his nephew became the King of Beirong, the Grey Wolf Tribe would surely become more powerful and have more fertile pastures.

"Okay, I understand. I will discuss this with my father when I get back." Bayar replied, "Sister, do you have anything else to say?"

The princess thought for a moment, then handed the paper with the Northern Rong royal totem to her brother Bayar, "Brother, the people from Kangguo will bring my son to you later to discuss a big thing. My son looks like my husband, and the token is exactly the same, so we can basically confirm his identity."

"Of course, these may be fake, but my son has a black mole on his buttocks and another black mole on his right armpit. Brother, check it again when you see him. If it's correct, then we will agree to Kangguo."

"Cooperate with Kangguo. No matter what happens to Beirong, our Grey Wolf Tribe will benefit. And with my son here, we can unite those tribes that were excluded by the King of Beirong, and then nominate my son to take the throne."

Bayar agreed with him, folded it, and packed it carefully, "Don't worry, sister, take care of yourself, leave the outside affairs to me and father."

The eldest princess nodded, "Brother, the day for our revenge has come."