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Baluru shrugged, "The pain is doubled, life is worse than death, this girl can be relieved after lying down for a day, as long as there is no accident in the service tonight, she will be fine after a few days of rest."

Mo Yan looked at Feng Shi hesitantly, "Have you thought about it, is life better than death?"

Feng Shi smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and said in Chinese: "Sweetness...like sweetness."

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, before he handed the pill to Feng Shi, Feng Shi had already picked up the pill from his palm and put it in his mouth.

Mo Yan looked at the smile on Feng Shi's face, and couldn't help being startled again and again. He didn't know whether it was respect or pity? He just felt hot and uncomfortable.

"Feng Shi, do you know that if you are a man, I will become your brother. If you are a woman, I... I really don't know what to do with you? You are full of pride in your bones, but you are a daughter Body." Mo Yan was thinking silently in his heart, watching Feng Shi finally stand up, also watching Feng Shi ask Baluru for a cloak, and while the effect of the medicine took effect, he hurried out of the camp.

"Feng Shi, wait for me!" Mo Yan hurriedly chased him out.

But Feng Shi didn't seem to hear his shout, only to see that she fastened her cloak, flew on the horse, reined in the horse's head, and rode the horse towards the direction of Xiadu.

Her Anxiety... After all, she became Jun Xumi's wife...

She is not by her side, what kind of panic should Jieyou feel at this moment? She must stand by Jieyou's side and protect her. Even if tonight is the last night of her life, she should guard Jieyou's side and never leave.

"Jieyou...wait for me...don't be afraid...I'm coming..." The wind in the grassland was blowing slowly, and Feng Shi shouted against the wind, driving the horse even faster before he knew it.

"Feng Shi, what kind of woman are you?" Mo Yan rode his horse tightly and chased after her, always feeling that no matter how fast he rode his horse, he could not catch up with her.

To Mo Yan, Feng Shi is like a riddle. He will never be able to figure it out, and he can't see what the answer is. At this moment, the words Weng Guimi once questioned Princess Jieyou appeared in his heart——

"Dare to ask the princess, what is love, and what is righteousness?"

What kind of friendship between women can make Feng Shi, a woman who has walked around the gate of hell, wake up, and the only thing she thinks about is Princess Jieyou, and even rushes to her side regardless of her own life?

"Miss Feng, what kind of love and righteousness do you treat the princess with?" Mo Yan asked Feng, even he couldn't believe that there would be a day when he cared about a woman, felt sorry for a woman, and was unlucky. This woman didn't appreciate it, yet he didn't feel any resentment at all?

Chapter 6.Night Dance

Wusun Kunmi's big wedding, the reconciliation of the marriage alliance between the big man and Wusun, is a great joy for Wusun.

When the moon climbed into the sky, the bonfires on the grassland reflected the smiling faces of the people in Wusun. You only need to take a breath, and you can smell the rich aroma of the best roast lamb.

Jun Xumi happily handed the kumiss to Jieyou who didn't say a word, "Drink!"

Jieyou was taken aback by Junxumi's actions. When she looked at Junxumi's burning eyes, she knew that she would not be able to escape tonight no matter what.

The corner of Jieyou's mouth raised a bitter smile, just like Xijun and Princess Xijun who had a smile on her face back then, Jun Xumi couldn't help staring dumbfounded at the momentary overlapping figures.

Jie You took the wine glass in Jun Xu Mi's hand, although she didn't know that the Wusun words that Jun Xu Mi said just now was to let her drink, but at this moment, she really needs a glass of wine, so that she can have more courage and let herself Be numb, let go of some of the fear in my heart, and welcome her life with ashamed heart from now on.

Jieyou raised his face, and drank all the kumiss, feeling the hot and spicy taste all the way down his throat and into his stomach, and a sweet milky fragrance rose.

Wine can change from spicy to sweet, but can her life be bright?

Jieyou smiled self-deprecatingly, only felt his shoulders warmed up, and in amazement, he had been taken by Junxumi's big hand and fell into Junxumi's arms.

Men in Wusun usually wear leather clothes, even Wusun Kunmi must wear some leather pendants--Jie You only feels a strong smell of men's sweat mixed with the smell of hand skin. , The world is spinning, I just want to escape from here immediately, escape from this smell that makes her faintly sick.

Jun Xumi thought the woman in his arms was shy, seeing her face flushed faintly from the kumiss, Jun Xumi couldn't help swallowing his saliva, stretched out his hand to tightly pinch Jieyou's struggling chin, and took a hard bite. Kissed up, laughed loudly: "Hahaha, beauty! Beauty!"

"Long live Kunmi! Long live!"

At the wedding banquet, Weng Guimi who saw this scene involuntarily clenched his fists and lowered his head, not letting anyone see the burning flames in his eyes.

Jieyou ruthlessly pushed Jun Xumi, merciless grievance welled up in his heart, at this moment being treated lightly in public, his heart ached even more, and tears rolled down his face.

Jun Xumi frowned, feeling disappointed, and asked coldly, "How dare you push me?"

Weng Guimi got up immediately, and saluted Jun Xumi: "Kunmi calm down, this princess of the Han family has been familiar with etiquette since she was a child, so she is naturally embarrassed to be intimate with Kunmi in such a large audience, please..."

Mrs. Zuo smiled evilly, nodded and said: "Weng Guimi has always liked the etiquette of the Han family, so it is natural to say that, Kun Mi, this person has already married Wusun, so he is afraid that he will not be able to run away at night? You see Now that the monarch and his ministers are enjoying themselves, and the common people are happy, don't let this trivial matter spoil your interest."

Jun Xumi looked at the two people, looked sideways at Jieyou's tear-filled eyes, and said coldly: "But my interest has been swept away, look at her aggrieved face, how can I still... ..."

Weng Guimi hastily interjected: "Kunmi is not angry, since it is Mrs. You who made Kunmi unhappy, why not let Mrs. You dance for Kunmi and make Kunmi happy?" Switching to Chinese, she fixed her eyes on Jieyou, "I have heard that Han women are graceful and graceful, and they can dance to the city. Madam You might as well perform a dance for Kunmi, so that we courtiers can also feast our eyes. , and also add some wonderful memories to Kunmi's dongfang festivities tonight."

"I..." Jieyou got up shyly, and looked at Weng Guimi in astonishment. At this moment, the only person she could trust was this Wusun man.

After offending Kunmi, she will be in a difficult situation in the future. If she doesn't accept Weng Guimi's love to rescue her, what will she do to protect her sister Yu in the future?

Be strong... She wants to be strong...

Weng Guimi smiled and nodded, watching Jun Xumi silently sitting back on the leather throne, he knew that Jun Xumi had acquiesced.

"It's dancing! It's dancing!"

The common people and ministers gathered around excitedly, all eyes fixed on Jieyou.

The corners of Jieyou's mouth trembled slightly, and the tears seemed to condense in the bottom of his eyes, but they were flickering, but no longer slipped down the corners of his eyes.She smiled forcefully and walked to the center of the wedding banquet step by step. Every time she took a step, a voice sounded from the bottom of her heart.

Since you can't escape, you have to live well, for Sister Yu, live well...

Sister Yu, you said that you are only allowed to cry for you alone, so I won't cry anymore, and I won't cry anymore...

Let me give you this dance, although you can't see it, but from now on, I will never dance again, never dance this "Youlan" again.

Like a mountain orchid, for whom does it bloom faintly?

The corner of Jieyou's mouth curled up into a frank smile, he twitched his fingers and bent his waist, and danced quietly alone. The place was lonely and cold. Others saw it as the coldness of a Han woman, but they didn't know that it was a dance of cool heart.

Heqin Wusun, hell has entered, and the joy in the future is over, the only thing left is her identity - Heqin Princess, who wants to live for the stability of the big man and Wusun.