"Since you are a hostage, then you will immediately capture her and tie her up!" The Meng general standing under the head of the Meng prince said sternly.

Like an honest person who is determined not to be moved by beauty.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Dou Ruyun's cold gaze falling on him.

Dou Ruyun's tone was cold and hard, and he said word by word: "No."

It would be fine if it doesn't work, he also wants to add the word "jue".

The Meng general couldn't help but frowned: "Why is General Dou..."

Dou Ruyun thought of the words early in the morning and said, "It's clear how much effort it took to capture her from the strict guard and encirclement of Prince Xuan's personal guards."

"So what? Since you have dedicated it to the king, we will deal with it."

Dou Ruyun sighed: "She grew up in the capital. Do you know how delicate the women in Daliang Beijing are?"

"I know." The one who followed the call was the Meng clan king.

He stared at Xue Qingyin and said, "I will know it as soon as I see you today."

Dou Ruyun couldn't stand it, and the blue veins on his forehead were leaping.

He said in a deep voice: "What I want to tell the king is that not only can't be tied up, but she must also be well-fed with food and drink. Otherwise, she will die here in a few days. Wouldn't it be a waste of my efforts?"

"How much does King Xuan like his wife?" asked the Meng general.

How could Dou Ruyun know? But he still said, "Put it in his palm and see it as a pearl."

The Meng general asked, "What do you mean?"

Dou Ruyun remembered that many of them were not well-versed in Chinese, and they couldn't understand it after a little bit of literary style. They had to say with a straight face: "I like it very much."

The Meng general thought for a moment and said, "When she dies, wouldn't King Xuan be heartbroken, and he just asked the national army to take advantage of the situation..."

Dou Ruyun interrupted: "You don't know much about King Xuan. Once a person dies, it will only arouse his crazy revenge. From then on, there will be no one in the world that can bind him..."

The Meng general frowned when he heard the sound, obviously not knowing whether he should believe Dou Ruyun's words.

Dou Ruyun reminded him at this time: "Think about Beidi."

The Beidi royal court was slaughtered, and the incident happened that year was shocked.

Whether it is in the north, east, south or west... it has been trembling for a long time.

So the Meng tribe had already completed unification, but they did not dare to invade Yizhou.

The Meng general said in a deep voice: "It's better to listen to the king's order."

Needless to say, the King of Meng clan waved his hand: "Set up a separate tent for her and keep it up."

Dou Ruyun wanted to speak but stopped.

It was really...it was a bit unexpected...it was a bit out of the way for this reason. It was a bit outrageous.

He is really worried now. At that time, Prince Xuan will hold a knife and slash him, and Princess Xuan will not be able to stop him!

The Meng general had no objection to the orders of the Meng king.

But when he saw that the Meng clan king wanted to go down and help him personally, he couldn't help saying, "That's a hostage!"

How can the king take a hostage?

The Meng clan king said: "I know."

A little regret flashed through his eyes, not knowing whether it was a pity that she was a hostage or a pity that he could not help her.

After a while, two women dressed as slaves. They knelt in front of Xue Qingyin's carriage and asked her to come down.

They didn't know Xue Qingyin's identity, so they called her: "Customer, please."

Xue Qingyin put it on with one hand.

The slave woman's skin was rough and red and black.

As soon as Xue Qingyin put it on, she hurriedly withdrew her hand to the point of being able to detect her tenderness.

Xue Qingyin held the other party's wrist and then took the initiative to get off the carriage.

The slave woman looked stunned, as if she had never seen a noble person like her, and her already red and black face suddenly became even more red.

When Xue Qingyin got off the horse, the hem of the skirt was stained with mud.

She was wearing a blue dress, goose yellow sleeves, and a plain silk cloak.

Like a picture.

The soil suddenly seemed much annoying.

The Meng general stared at him and couldn't help asking, "Why is she not afraid at all?"

"She has had a problem of having a chest pain when she was afraid and she couldn't breathe. So don't scare her," Dou Ruyun said seriously with a stern face.

General Meng: "..." Is this an ancestor tied back?

"This is not possible, that is not possible. What should I do if I tie it back?" General Meng said unhappily.

"Of course, you will wait until the most important time to use it. The use of the killer weapon has been like this since ancient times, don't you know?"

The Meng general thought to himself that this is something written in the Han military arts?

In order not to expose his shallow knowledge, the general of the Meng clan responded in a muffled voice: "Yes."

The new tent was quickly set up, and Xue Qingyin moved in like this.

In order to avoid her death before she could survive the war, the Meng tribe specially arranged two slave women to serve her.

One is called Yunduo and the other is called Azhuo.

It was the person who helped Xue Qingyin get off the carriage before.

They came to the newly-set tent and looked at Xue Qingyin carefully.

Many porcelains in the Central Plains.

This princess from Central China is like that porcelain, and it seems to be broken if you touch it.

"Do you have any food? I'm a little hungry." Xue Qingyin paused after saying that, and added, "Can you understand what I said?"

"Yes." Yun Duo whispered, "I can understand Yizhou dialect a little."

Xue Qingyin thought to herself, it seems that they have made a lot of preparations to invade Yizhou. Most of the Meng people specially learned Daliang's Mandarin, even the Yizhou dialect.

"Maybe... you don't like to eat." Azhuo whispered softly, looking a little cramped.

"Let's try it first."

"yes."

Azhuo responded and went to find food, and Yunduo stayed with Xue Qingyin to serve him.

Yun Duo couldn't understand why she was not afraid at all? Aren't it said that women in the Liang Dynasty could be bullied? She looked very weak, but she could not be bullied at all.

Half an hour later, the Meng people's food was presented to Xue Qingyin.

She pinched the chopsticks and took a bite... "It's really unpalatable!"

Think about the huge difference between the Liang Dynasty and the later generations, she was a little uncomfortable with the many foods, let alone the Meng tribe.

A Zhuo and the others were at a loss, and they didn't know how to raise this delicate beauty well.

Xue Qingyin pushed the dishes in front of them with her back hand: "Do you eat?"

They widened their eyes, and desire suddenly appeared in their eyes.

Swine is secreted in the mouth, and the hair becomes dry and tighter in the throat.

Where did the slaves eat any good things? It is a great blessing to be able to fill their stomachs without being thrown into the cow pen, sheep pen, and lack arms and legs.

But they shook their heads.

Xue Qingyin looked at their faces.

He should not be old, but his appearance is somewhat inconsistent with the vicissitudes of his age.

She smiled and said, "I reward you, do you know what reward means?"

They nodded carefully.

Xue Qingyin waved at Yunduo first: "Come here."

Yun Duo walked closer and knelt down.

Is it because I didn't follow this noble person and I'm going to be punished? She thought in panic.

Xue Qingyin grabbed a piece of beef with her hands without any seasonings and only boiled in water.

The beef had a big fist, and Xue Qingyin took a look and knew that she could not bite it.

There is no Guizhou chili noodles for dipping sauce, how to eat it?

Xue Qingyin struggled to tear it into strips with her hands.

The backhand stuffed into Yun Duo's mouth.
To be continued...