so long

In the next few days, Gu Jiu, who was originally aware that he was in a good place with the man, finally noticed the resistance of the man every time he approached him. The half-push and half-push and the occasional smile seemed to be just a flash in the pan, which made Khan feel more than depressed , still has irritability and doubts about the assassin that day.

Yes, from that day on, it seemed that the distance between him and the man, who had been getting closer and closer before, slowly opened up, and he couldn't get any benefits even if he was tough, not because he couldn't get Ning Jingyao, but because It was Gu Jiu who couldn't do anything to Ning Jingyao, seeing the man frowning, he let go...

Probably after staying in a high position for a long time, he always has an absolute desire to control what he wants.

Khan can't do anything to Ning Jingyao, but he can't get anything. His brows are gradually stained with evil spirits, and he often goes out to ride horses and hunt. Sometimes he doesn't go back for a whole day, but he doesn't allow men. Step out of the royal court.

He made everyone around him and even in the royal court tremble, and let everyone know that the Yan clan brought back by Khan made their king angry...

Several talkative little maids were talking about the Yan clan brought by their Khan during the break. One of the maids who seemed to be a senior official spoke in a very low voice, but couldn't hide the joy in her tone, and gestured Looking at the scene she saw that day, she said: "Khan was assassinated that day! He got a small cut on his arm! Mrs. Yan seemed to feel distressed, and she helped Khan bandage herself! At that time, Khan seemed to want to kill us. It's as if you swallowed it, that expression..."

Another maidservant with small eyes said a little disappointedly: "It hasn't been canonized yet, so it's not good to call him Yanshi now..."

"What do you know!" The maidservant with a high rank rolled her eyes and said, "Now people see that Khan is offended by Yanshi, but the reason is actually because Yanshi doesn't care about Khan. If you act coquettishly on Khan, you can coax Khan in no time, I have sharp eyes!"

The yellowish-haired servant girl who was listening with gusto asked curiously: "Does the Yan family not like Khan or something? Why do you ignore Khan? Let alone a man, there are so many beautiful princesses in the grassland waiting for you." If you marry Khan, if he doesn't hurry up, what will happen if the time is taken away by others?"

After hearing this, the high-ranking servant girl said indifferently: "You mean the former Khan's Yan family? She really thought about Khan marrying her every day, pretending that she didn't care about anything, and thought she was so noble. , at the canonization ceremony a month later, she will cry."

"But Sangju Layan is indeed the most beautiful woman in the grassland. Every time I see her, I feel blushed. Every time she looks at Khan, she looks like that..." The maidservant with small eyes expressed her feelings and said Still a little shy.

The yellow-haired maid said, "Ah? Which one is that?"

"It's just being explicit, every time our Khan looks at the Yan family he brought back, he also looks like this haha!"

"Hey! Keep your voice down!"

"I'm obviously very quiet..."

Immediately afterwards, several maidservants who had rested greeted each other, and went to their positions to prepare for work, completely unaware that only a corner away from them was Sangjula with light makeup, and Sangjula's The tall man with a disgusting appearance was still following him, but the man knew his flaws, his hair was messy and fluffy on his head, spread out, covering more than half of his face, and it wasn't too scary from a distance up.

Sang Jula was wearing thick clothes, her face didn't change a bit, but her palms were pinched by herself, and the man behind her didn't seem to have enough time to add fuel to the fire: "My Sang Jula family, now Even a few little maidservants can speak ill of you so blatantly, what will you do in the future...Look at you..." The man stretched out his hand to lift the woman's chin, raised that pretty face, and said, "It's really amazing! Poor people..."

It is very surprising that the ugly man's hand is unexpectedly slender and beautiful. Although there are some calluses, it does not affect the beauty at all, but Sangjula is not interested in it. She slapped the man's hand away as if it was stained. What a disgusting thing, said: "That's enough Hero! You don't follow me! You are just a person with nothing, but luck, four months ago was brought back by an old and confused Ju Lisong and let you live In the vicinity of the royal court, he also said that you are his godson, hehe, who knows where you came from and what plans you have!"

Ju Lisong is an old stubborn, conservative and greedy for money. While not advocating expansion, he is also greedy for the wealth of neighboring countries, because his ancestors have followed several generations of Khans. Although he is a useless thing until now, he has not been treated like this for the time being.

The ugly man named Hero didn't mind being ridiculed so much, he smiled and said, "I've been with you since the beginning, and I, Hero, naturally have plans for you... "

Sang Jula didn't seem to want to care about this useless thing that always followed her, her eyes froze, and she walked towards Wang's tent not far away, which is also the yurt where Ning Jingyao lives now—Wang's yurt.

"Are you going to meet that Ning Jingyao who competed with you?" He Luo asked with a smile, "I'll go with you, otherwise you won't be able to beat him later, what should I do?"

Sang Jula acquiesced, but she was thinking about what kind of posture she should put on when she saw that damned vixen.

But she knew that recently Khan seemed to be much colder towards that man.Now it’s not as close as it was a few days ago. It is estimated that it is still hunting with a few good friends there at the moment, and maybe it will come back in the evening...

She wanted to see what this man was capable of.

But Sang Jula suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned her head and looked at He Luo next to her suspiciously, her eyes gradually grew wary, and said, "Just now you called that man Ning Jingyao? Do you know his name?" This is very strange. It's normal, because Khan has not allowed anyone to approach that man, nor has he introduced him to anyone, but his attitude is there. No one should know the name of that man, let alone the useless Hero in front of him.

Herro was surprised for a second, then thought for a while, and said, "Well, I just passed by accidentally once and heard..."

"..." Sang Jula was suspicious, "Do you think I will believe it?"

"My Yan family, there is no one more intelligent than you, but now, shouldn't you go to the king's tent first to see your enemies?"

Indeed, the first thing that should be done now is not to talk to an insignificant person here. Sangjula doesn't care how Hero knows, she should test that man now, and make Khan hate him in a short time. That couldn't be better.

She didn't want to wait until the canonization ceremony a month later, watching that man take away the position that should be her.

So, Sang Jula let He Luo off very indifferently, and with a posture that seemed to be wandering, she arrived at the king's tent and wanted to go in. She said that the man had been here for a long time, but he hadn't moved around, so she came to pay a special visit.

There were two shrewd soldiers guarding the door. They didn't want to offend their predecessor, Yan Shi, and they also obeyed the orders given by the Khan. They didn't dare to let anyone get in touch with the person inside, so the atmosphere became a little stalemate.

In the end, I didn't expect Hero to say a few words to reassure them that there will be no problems if they just walk around, and maybe it can make the future Khan of Yan's coaxing calm down. Hello everyone no.

So far, Sangjula and Hero went inside.

The king's tent is very large, and it is divided into several small parts, all of which are simply partitioned off by the screen on Yin Chao's side. The surrounding area is filled with flowers that are extremely rare on the grassland, and basically every bottle is just changed in the morning. There are still drops of water, and each flower looks delicate and charming, which immediately makes Sang Jula feel dissatisfied.

She really doesn't understand a man, pampering him so much is simply...

It's so puzzling!

And up to now, the only man staying here hasn't come out to meet the guests. Someone has already reported outside just now, and he should come out when he hears it. He doesn't even have the most basic manners!

The more Sang Jula thought about it, the more she felt that her loss was ridiculous.

"Cough." Sang Jula pretended to be coughing, but still no one came out from behind the screen where Khan was sleeping, and no one was seen anywhere else, could it be that they are not there?

With such a mood in mind, Sangjula and Hero, who had been following behind her, looked at each other, and boldly went behind the screen, but there was no one behind the screen as she had imagined. Wearing a thick silver-white fox fur quilt, and a half-turned book beside her, she seemed to be asleep...

There was a stove burning in the room, but for some reason, Sang Jula always felt that the Wang Tent was warmer than her yurt. No wonder the man was dressed like this, showing such a big calf, and he didn't feel cold at all.

But the current situation seems to be a bit wrong. Sang Ju came to 'talk' to this vixen, to test the depth, or directly tell the man to quit, but now the vixen fell asleep. What does it mean? !

Sang Jula feels that everything is going against her recently!I even feel that the man must have done it on purpose!Embarrass her on purpose!

As a result, she hadn't finished her anger when she saw the man lying on the huge bed frowning and rubbing his chest, but his hand quickly left the next second like an electric shock. People inexplicably listened to the syllables that felt hot in their ears, and then slowly opened their eyes...

In just a few seconds, Ning Jingyao's eyes that were still blurred just now became clear. She propped herself up and leaned against the bed, the quilt was still neatly draped over her body, covering her chest evenly. To the two strangers who stood by the bed and refused to come again, his voice was calm: "Who are you? What's the matter?"

The man's appearance really makes people think about it, especially when he felt his lips were a little dry and licked his lips. The tip of his red tongue just showed a little and slipped through his lips, but he still looked at him so coldly without realizing it. The two standing together are actually more imposing than the two standing.

No one saw the deep meaning in He Luo's eyes, but Sang Jula didn't know what expression to use to look at this man, and she smiled very reluctantly. When she was about to speak, she heard the voices of many people outside, as if It's Khan who's back!And come straight here.

Sang Jula restrained her expression, heard the heavy curtain being lifted, and the sound of quick footsteps, turned her head, and was about to salute Khan, but saw Khan staring at the man with a gloomy expression on his face. His eyes are almost so sharp that it makes people breathless!

"Get out!" Gu Jiu said these two words simply, with a forceful and cold voice, which immediately made Sang Jula, who had other thoughts, turn pale, and even forgot to salute, and left the place in a hurry.

Herro also played his own role as an inconspicuous little man, and quietly left the scene.

When there was no one else in the king's tent, Khan, who was still exhaling the air-conditioning all over his body just now, eased his face, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to cover the man's calf that was casually exposed outside, and held the man's hand, holding it. In the palm of his hand, when he sensed the opponent's resistance, he didn't let go, but moved closer to the man, looking at the man's face, but after a few seconds, Ning Jingyao lowered his eyes, Khan Feeling bitter in her heart, she pursed her thin lips, and finally straightened the man's face so that Ning Jingyao could only look at him and said:

"Uncle Yao, can you stop being awkward? If you ignore me, at least tell me what I did wrong."

"Then can you tell me when to let me go?"

Khan, who had a gentle voice, suddenly lost his wry smile. He looked at the man deeply, and said paranoidly, "It's impossible in this life."

Ning Jingyao looked at Gu Jiu's expression, quietly took Gu Jiu's hand, placed it on her slightly swollen lower abdomen, and said, "I don't mind?"

"..." Khan said slowly, "I don't mind."

"I don't think I can wait a month. I'm going to marry you in a week."

"Uncle Yao, I know you don't hate me, so don't refuse."

"It's no use refusing."

The young man in front of him put his hands on Ning Jingyao's little life that did not belong to him, and in his eyes was the seriousness that Ning Jingyao had seen on a certain young man, the figure of that young man overlapped with Gu Jiu at this moment, saying with the same words:

"Uncle Yao, I want to marry you."

[Uncle Yao, I, Yin Qiu, will never marry unless you are in my life. 】