"I want to go for a walk." After finishing the meal, Hitomi Zhuye put down the bowl and said.
After hearing this, Nuo Min said dissatisfiedly - "Do you like to order others so much? Don't you even know how to say please and thank you?"
"Won't."
"You!" Nuo Min was so choked by him that he was almost speechless and wanted to throw him outside and let the wolves bite him to death.
However, looking at his legs, she tried to swallow her anger.
Forget it, he is a patient, don't argue with him, "I'll let Sukhbalu help you!"
Nomin's bodyguard Sukhbalu found a wheelchair for Hitomi Zhuye to sit on.
After being enclosed in the yurt for six days, Hitomi Zhuye finally came out.
Sukhbalu pushed the wheelchair, and Nomin followed beside him.
Arriving outside the yurt, Zhuye Hitomi looked around. In front of him was a vast expanse of prairie, with herds of cattle and sheep, running horses, and men and women wearing Mongolian clothes. This was a free and vast land.
"Look, this is our grassland and our home. Although it is not as prosperous as your Yaojing, here, everyone is unrestrained and free. We herd horses and sheep, and everyone lives happily. Look at those
You smile so happily." Nuomin's round apple face was filled with the unique smile of a prairie girl. Like the Anyuan people, she loved this prairie.
"Which direction is Yaojing?" Zhu Yetong asked in a deep voice.
"This way." Nuomin said, pointing to the direction with the bluest clouds and the farthest sky.
Zhuye Hitomi looked in the direction Nuo Min pointed -
It turns out that he is already so far away from Yaojing, as far away as the end of the world, as far away as the sea.
Everything about the Thirteenth Master is buried in that far away corner of the world. No one here will know how glorious he once was, how thunderous he once was, and how arrogant he once was.
From then on, he had only one name, his name was Zhebie.
Before he stood up again and left, he would call him Zhebie, Zhuye Hitomi, and Thirteenth Master. He would temporarily seal it up so that no one would know about it.
That person was right, there were still many people waiting for him to return.
Liusu, what about you, are you waiting for me to come back? How are you doing now? Zhuye Hitomi thought of Liusu again.
According to his estimation, the eldest brother and the fourth brother must have started fighting. How uncomfortable would it be for poor Liusu to be caught in the middle? That fool always thinks about others.
Although Zhuye Hitomi's legs are disabled and he is in a wheelchair, this does not affect his handsomeness at all. His temperament is like a tree facing the wind. His beautiful pair of red and phoenix eyes are even rarer. Coupled with his somewhat indifferent expression now, it makes him
He, who was originally unruly and unruly, has become more charming.
Our Thirteenth Master is like this, he is a shining gem, no matter where he goes or what he becomes, his light cannot be covered up.
Therefore, as soon as he came out of the yurt, he attracted the attention of many people. The women who were herding sheep gathered over and commented on Zhuye Hitomi without any hesitation -
"Nuo Min, is this the man you rescued? He is so handsome, more handsome than any man on our grassland."
"That's right, what's his name..."
"He looks more powerful than Khan."
"What's wrong with his legs? Can't he stand up?"
"Where is he from?"
Nuo Min looked at the group of enthusiastic women who were asking questions around her, then looked at Zhuye Hitomi who looked unhappy, and smiled awkwardly, "Hey, okay, okay, we'll talk about it later, he
My mood feels a little better today, let’s talk about it next time.”
She had learned the lesson a long time ago. This man had a very bad temper and would hit others if he didn't get it right.
"Hey, are you from the Central Plains? You are welcome to come to us. Don't worry, we will treat you as a friend." A girl boldly walked up to Zhuye Hitomi and gave him a Mongolian salute.
"Go away!" Zhuye Hitomi hates women surrounding her the most, especially women who chirp around her and say he is handsome. He hates it the most. Only Liusu will not show a nymphomaniac expression when she sees him.
As soon as he said these words, the crowd suddenly became quiet, and the girl who expressed friendship to him was even more stunned.
When Nuo Min saw it, she immediately became angry. Her face sank and she rushed to Zhu Yetong——
"Hey! Why are you like this? It's so rude! Everyone welcomes you and is friendly to you. If you don't give me face, just ask them to get lost. Don't forget, this is not the Central Plains. You..."
"Nuo Min..." At this moment, a voice as rich as a bell came over.
When everyone saw it, it was Zhuoligetu Khan who was coming. Behind him were four Mongolian warriors, all of them tall, mighty, and highly skilled in martial arts.
"Sweat!"
Everyone, including Nomin, put their right palms on their left shoulders and saluted the young Khan reverently.
However, as a foreigner, Zhu Yetong didn't even look at Zhuo Ligetu. In any case, he had an unhidden demeanor and aura that belonged to the Thirteenth Master.
It was impossible for him to salute anyone other than his father, eldest brother, and fourth brother.
Zhuoligetu is twenty-seven years old this year and is the youngest khan of the Anyuan tribe. He defeated several brothers and finally took the position of khan with the help of the Qiqige family.
He and Qiqige Nuomin grew up together and were childhood sweethearts.
Zhuo Ligetu glanced at Zhu Yetong calmly, seeing the disdain and disobedience emanating from his eyes, but he did not make a sound.
Turning around to ask about his character, Nuomin said——
"Nuo Min, is this the man from the Central Plains you rescued?"
"Yes, Khan." Nuomin couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Zhu Yetong didn't pay attention to Zhuo Ligetu at all and didn't even bother with it. This person's level of rudeness and unruliness was really extraordinary.
.
"What's your name?" Zhuo Ligetu looked at Zhuye Tong and asked, but Zhuye Tong turned the wheelchair and went to the yurt.
Everyone was shocked.
Who is this man? So offensive to Khan!
"That...that...I'm sorry, he...has a bit of a weird temper. He...Khan, I named him Zhebie. You can just call him Zhebie." Nuo Min only felt that
There is smoke coming from the head.
"Nomin, you are a kind girl, so I won't object if you save him, but you are my fiancée, so you can't be too nice to other men." Zhuo Ligetu walked to Nuomin's door.
In front of him, he looked at her deeply and said.
*
Sixteenth City, Lanling Palace.
Prince Lanling was sitting at the top, Liusu was sitting on one side, her fingers were twisted together and her face was a little pale. Emperor Zhuyao saw her reaction.
"The Emperor has arrived..." A voice that broke through the sky sounded——
I saw Zhu Minglie walking in from the door of Prince Lanling's Mansion. He was dressed in black clothes, quite low-key and cold, his eyes were still cold and cold, and his eyebrows were cold and cold.
Except for Luo Nian and a strange woman, he didn't take anyone with him.
"Welcome your Majesty, long live your Majesty..." Except for Emperor Zhu Yao, everyone knelt down to greet Emperor Zhu Li.
"Plain body."
His voice is still cold, making you feel like you have fallen into an ice cellar.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Emperor Zhu Yao was sitting at the top, and Zhu Minglie stepped forward - "Brother."
He is standing and the elder brother is sitting.
This state has not changed in any way because he became the emperor. Whether he is the prince or the king of Lanling, he will always be above Zhu Minglie.
On the surface, Zhu Minglie had no response to this.
Just like this time, he came to sixteen cities during the armistice. Emperor Zhu Yao sent people to tell him that he was the emperor, and he had to come.
"Fourth brother, you're here." Emperor Zhuyao raised his hand, gesturing for Zhu Minglie to sit down.
His majesty has never diminished but increased. His divine power seems to not need a throne to set it off. He is a born king.
"Thank you, brother." Zhu Minglie walked aside and sat down. His deep and cold gaze fell on Liusu -
"Your Majesty." Liusu bowed.
Zhu Minglie nodded and withdrew his gaze. There was no wave on his face, as if he had completely let go of his affection for Liusu, and was as indifferent as a stranger.
"Meeting Prince Lanling on a moonlit night." At this time, the woman who entered Prince Lanling's palace with Zhu Minglie knelt on the ground and saluted Emperor Zhu Yao.
Her face is as creamy as the spring water in her mouth, she wears soft white peony smoke gauze, a meandering white plum blossom skirt with a smoke cage that sweeps the floor, and soft smoke on her body, which really makes her look a little pink and delicate.
However, without taking a closer look, you will find that this person, Lu Yueye, looks very similar to Liusu.