After the dry food in the package was finished, she had to go out of the tent to find someone to ask where there was food. But who would have expected that she met several people along the way, but they could not understand a word of Chinese and only spoke some Xiongnu.

After gesticulating with them for a long time, those people just waved their hands, obviously unwilling to pay attention to her.

Yaoyu kicked the dirt on the ground dully, and sat dejectedly on the wooden pegs of a tent next to her. She mumbled and blamed Qin Zhongzhi for not telling her this earlier.

Seeing others talking, laughing, and busy here and there, while she had nothing to do, Yaoyu actually started to miss home and Zimo and the others.

Hearing the humming Hun dialect spoken by others as they walked past her, Yao Yu suddenly remembered the laughable accent of the governor, so she rolled her tongue in a low voice and imitated him, "Dance. Dance. You, dance."

"One." After learning how to purse my lips, I felt really happy, and my mood finally got better.

She was looking beautiful when she heard an angry voice behind her growl, "Imitate me!"

When Yao Yu heard the thick rolling sound, the hairs on her back immediately stood up! She instinctively wanted to run away, but then she thought about eating, so she had no choice but to turn around and accompany her smiling face.

"What did the Governor just say?"

Bala would not let her pretend to be confused. He pointed at Yaoyu's nose and said angrily, "You, learn from me!"

"No, no!" Yao Yu quickly waved her hands to defend, "I was... thinking about the Governor, and for a while I couldn't help but imitate the way you spoke just now."

"Miss me? Why?" Bala's face became very strange.

Yao Yu quickly flattered her and said, "I think the Governor is really awesome. He can speak Chinese. I just met several people and none of them can speak Chinese!"

After hearing this, Bala grinned proudly, "I'm awesome!"

Yao Yu burst out laughing, and it turned out that he could wear a lot of clothes, but he couldn't wear flattery!

Seeing her smile, Bala frowned again, "What are you laughing at?"

Yao Yu crawled on the ground and boasted, "I see the governor smiling, so of course I am happy. In fact, the slave family has a difficult problem, and I think only a powerful governor can help."

Bala nodded in approval, "Say."

"Captain, does he know where there is food? My family has been hungry all day." Yao Yu looked at Bala pretending to be pitiful.

Bala looked Yu Yu up and down and said disgustedly, "You should be hungry. You are too strong."

Too...too strong?!

For a moment, Yaoyu even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. What did he say? What was he saying with that disgusted expression on his face? He said I was too strong!?

Yaoyu swallowed hard and suppressed her urge to slap the governor to death!

"Captain," Yaoyu said with a forced smile, "What are you talking about? My family is just a little taller."

With a dissatisfied look on his face, Bala grabbed a passing dancer and pointed at the dancer's waist and said, "Look, it's thin." He then pointed at Yao Yu's waist, "You're too thick!"

Ah——!! This rustic! I’m going to strangle him to death! Yao Yu could not bear it until she bit her own silver teeth into pieces.

Just when Yao Yu's endurance was about to break, the dancer who was pulled by Bala said coquettishly, "Captain--how could you say such a thing about a daughter's family?"

Yaoyu was stunned, this dancer could speak Chinese.

"Are you hungry? What should I do? It's already past dinner, and I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat until tomorrow morning. If you don't mind, I still have some hot syrup, and you should be able to satisfy your hunger after drinking it." Wu Wu

As Ji said this, she put her arm on Yao Yu's arm affectionately.

Yaoyu instinctively wanted to reject the dancer's approach, but she was afraid of being noticed, so she had to pretend to be affectionate and replied, "I really want to thank this sister. What do you call me?"

Yao Yu seemed to have forgotten that Bala was still standing there, holding each other's arms with the dancer and about to leave.

The dancing girl did not forget about Bala, she nodded slightly and said goodbye, "Xizhu'er will take this sister out first."

Seeing that Yao Yu couldn't succeed in scorning the governor, she had no choice but to bend her knees perfunctorily and said to the dancer affectionately, "My sister's name is Xizhu'er?"

Xizhu'er nodded, "Yeah. What about you? What's your name?"

Yao Yu smiled sweetly, "My name is Nian'er."

"I heard that you are from Goguryeo? How is it different from here?" Xi Zhuer asked curiously.

Yaoyu immediately told her vividly what Qin Zhongzhi taught her.

Fortunately, with the help of Xi Zhu'er, Yao Yu not only filled her stomach a little, but also learned to make a bed with a sheepskin mattress. Obviously, the Huns did not sleep on beds in tents...

Feeling that the day went smoothly, Yao Yu fell asleep quickly as soon as she lay down on the sheepskin mattress. Of course, this smoothness did not include her dream of meeting Zimo in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the first words Zimo said to her in the dream were

, "Yu'er, you are too strong." This made Yaoyu so angry that she almost tore down the tent when she woke up in the morning.

——Boundary line——

The moon was at its peak, and while Yao Yu was fighting the "nightmare", Xi Zhuer quietly sneaked into Bala's tent.

In the darkness, Bala did not fall asleep, but was leaning on the desk drinking wine.

"Sir." After Xizhu'er saluted politely, he took a few steps forward and knelt down, waiting for Bala to ask questions.

Bala drank all the wine in the glass before he said, "How was it? Did you hear anything?" At this time, he spoke fluent Mandarin, completely losing his morning accent.

Xi Zhu'er reported in a low voice, "She seems to know Goguryeo very well. But before going to bed, she asked where the slave's bed was? The slave's family remembered that Goguryeo slept on the floor. I wonder if it would be different if it were a daughter of the clan. In addition,

Other than that, there is nothing else out of the ordinary.”

Xizhu'er raised her eyes and looked at Bala, "Young master, do you doubt her?"

"She covered it up very well," Bala said with her elbows on the desk behind her and looking up at the roof of the tent. "It's just that her steps were a bit deliberate. The murderous aura on her body also appeared and disappeared. She knew martial arts, but she didn't

He looks like a trained craftsman. Ha, what a wonderful person... I just don’t know whose chess piece he is?"

"Do you want the slave family to get rid of her?" Xi Zhuer asked for instructions after hearing this.

"Get rid of it?" Bala's drooping hand waved casually, "If she comes to the Northern Wei Dynasty to cause trouble, we can't even help her. Since she wants to be in front of Emperor Wei to invite favors, I guarantee that she is an assassin. If she really

Killing Emperor Wei will save us some effort."

Bala sat up straight and told Xizhu'er, "Get closer to her. Try to gain her trust first. Maybe this is an opportunity for you. If she can't kill Emperor Wei, and you sacrifice your life to protect her, Wei Huang will definitely be killed."

The emperor will also cherish you a little more."

Xizhu'er seemed reluctant, "Sir, you know my family's heart..."

"Xizhu'er," Bala interrupted her coldly, "don't forget your mission. You just need to remember your mission. There must be no falsehoods that shouldn't be there."

Xizhu'er lowered her head feebly and responded softly, "No." Then she bowed and walked backwards out of Bala's tent.
Chapter completed!