The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

That is the call of the Wolf King.

The leader raised his whip and said, "Protector, it seems that the wolves will have an easier time than us this winter."

Wu Yanhe tilted his head slightly and asked, "Why?"

The man replied, "The lower-ranking slaves in the tents of the Third Prince and the Seventh Princess were thrown to feed the wolves. They said that their tents had limited food and they couldn't afford to feed so many people, so they had to reduce the number from the bottom."

It turns out that this is what Khan meant by tightening one's belt and tightening one's belt.

Wu Yanhe looked at the group of slaves shivering in the cold wind and said, "Send them all to my tent."

The man seemed stunned. What was the current situation of the Luanzhou tribe? The food was limited. If there were so many people in the tent waiting to eat, the food in his own tent would inevitably be short of food.

"Yes."

Just as he was climbing onto his horse, Gu Azhen lifted the tent door and came out, saying to the man on the horse, "Wu Yanhe, what are you planning? Although you are only the adopted son of my father Khan, he treats you well. If you have any evil intentions in your mind, you'd better not let me catch you with anything!"

Wu Yanhe lowered his eyes to look at him, his dark eyes drooping indifferently, his long eyelashes covering his black pupils, hinting at mockery.

"Gu Azhen, if you really want your father to be safe, then you should be careful of the princes around the Khan." After saying that, he retracted his gaze and walked out of the tent without looking back.

Gu Azhen gritted his teeth and kicked the stone at his feet angrily, spitting on the ground, "Does the king still need him to remind me?"

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"Protector, why did you bring these slaves here?"

Wu Yanhe glanced at those people casually, as if they were just dead things without any life. "The Khan is testing me on purpose. If these slaves can be kept alive, I will keep them. If not, I will throw them out to feed the wolves."

When he got off the horse, he saw Ji Mengshu coming out in changed clothes. The clothes of the Dali people were particularly conspicuous in the Luanzhou tribe. For safety reasons, they could only change into the clothes of the Luanzhou tribe.

The scarlet robe looks like a newly grown flower in the ice and snow, so beautiful that it can only survive in a greenhouse.

A hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his pupils, which had never fluctuated. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that he must have seen her at some point.

Ning Rongzhang heard the neighing of horses outside, opened the tent and came out, only to see this scene.

It just so happened that Ji Mengshu was looking at the crimson dress on her body and the red coral beads on her head, which matched perfectly with each other, and she didn't notice anything wrong at all.

The two men's eyes met in the air, then shifted away, and they both saw the blazing flames in each other's eyes.

"Dharma protector."

"Here, you all serve as my aides, so other people won't have any suspicions." Wu Yanhe said seriously, and the little bell at the end of his hair made one or two crisp sounds, bringing Ji Mengshu back to his senses. The latter nodded heavily.

Wu Yanhe glanced at her. The originally loose clothes made her look slender. He caressed her with his fingers, and even his heart was moved.

"Forget it, Nineteen, put them in a good place."

He seemed not to want to talk more, so he said goodbye quickly and went into his tent.

Ji Mengshu grabbed her skirt and looked back, just in time to see Ji Yuanzheng coming out, "Brother! Do you think I look good in this outfit?"

The smiling little girl in my memory is back again.

Lifting the hem of her skirt and swinging it in front of him, Ji Yuanzheng praised, "That's natural. Ah Shu looks good in anything she wears."

Ning Rongzhang also came over and nodded, "Well...it's really beautiful." Just like jewelry, it only needs a little dressing up to shine with the most dazzling brilliance.

late at night.

There were only three people sitting in Wu Yanhe's tent.

Ji Yuan was looking at the Luanzhou military defense map in front of him without any hesitation. If he had obtained this map when he went to war with the Luanzhou tribe, he would have surely overthrown the Luanzhou tribe from top to bottom.

"The Khan is seriously ill. From what I've seen today, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold out for much longer."

The tent was quiet and cold. Ning Rongzhang raised his eyebrows and looked at the layout of the major camps of the Luanzhou tribe and said, "I'm afraid we don't have much time left."

There are countless spies guarding the Khan's tent, hoping to know the Khan's will as soon as possible. It is unknown whether they will kill the heir after receiving the will.

"The Left Protector is my father Khan's younger brother, and his strength is far superior to Gu Azhen. Unfortunately, he is a tyrant, so my father Khan does not want to pass on the Khanship to him."

Occasionally, one or two particularly long wolf howls could be heard from outside the tent, followed by the regular sound of horse hooves from far away.

"Report - Protector, the Khan has died suddenly!"

The eagle soaring in the sky was suddenly scratched by the wind, and Wu Yanhe trembled twice. He raised his eyes suddenly, "What did you say?!"

"The Great Khan died suddenly. This news just came out from the Great Khan's tent!"

Wu Yanhe slapped the table, his face pale, "It seems that they are much faster than I thought. Come on, organize the troops and set off!"

Ning Rongzhang was relatively calm and said, "Aren't you afraid that this is a trap set by someone on purpose?!"

In a hurry, he might not care about so many things. Wu Yanhe moved aside. The men around him had quickly changed his armor for him. Under the helmet was a determined face of a young man. "No matter if it's a trap or not, I'm going to go."

As the army's staff, Ning Rongzhang and Ji Yuanzheng each held a mask and followed along.

The Khan's tent was not far from the left and right protectors. When the others heard the news, they must have rushed over in a hurry. They might already be on the way now.

The suddenness of the incident did not make them lose their rationality. Ning, Ji and Wu Yanhe split into two groups and headed towards the Khan's tent.

Wu Yanhe, accompanied by a team of personal soldiers, arrived at the Khan's tent just as the sky was getting light.

The Khan's tent I saw yesterday was still the same as before, but now I see many unfamiliar faces inside. The inside and outside are controlled by people, and I am afraid that not even a flying insect can fly in.

The torches on both sides gradually burned out, reflecting the dawn sky, which was just turning white, making it even more desolate.

"Look!" a rough male voice roared in a low voice, "It's the Right Protector! How dare he come?! Brothers, it's time to avenge the Great Khan!"

The soldiers below stood up angrily, picked up their weapons regardless of their injuries, and looked at Wu Yanhe opposite them without the respect in their eyes as before.

"Kill Wu Yanhe! Avenge the Great Khan!!"

"kill!!"

Outside the Khan's tent, the ground was covered in blood, and with the wounded soldiers, it was not difficult to imagine that they had just been through a fierce battle.