Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1859
Murong Heng hesitated for a moment, then stared into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "Can you tell me first, how did you plan to go?"

"Well, this..."

Ying Baoyue thought for a while, "Hide the realm, pretend to be a slave and sneak in from the edge."

Through the hunting last time and her previous understanding of the Xirong tribe's group living, there were a large number of slaves in the periphery of the place where the Xirong nobles lived to serve the nobles and provide them with entertainment.

The more neglected the slaves, the more chaotic their management, and I am afraid that there are no guards in the place where they live. It should be possible to sneak in from the outside while taking advantage of the night.

"Pretending to be a slave..."

The premonition in Murong Heng's heart was confirmed, and he looked at the girl in front of him without a word, "Do you... know how slaves will be treated?"

Especially female slaves.

Ying Baoyue lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "I know it well."

Murong Heng couldn't help but think of Ying Baoyue when she had just picked up Ying Baoyue and smeared blood on her face, her mood became more and more complicated, and she wanted to scold her but didn't know how to say it.

Of course, most of the nobles of Xirong would not look down on slaves with low status, but Ying Baoyue was different. Thinking of the picture of her mingling with slaves, Murong Heng hated his teeth so much.

"You know, do you look very eye-catching?"

Ying Baoyue was startled, and looked up at Murong Heng.

Looking at her eyes, Murong Heng knew that she underestimated his appearance.

If Ying Baoyue wanted to infiltrate the slaves without being noticed, she must completely hide all her realms.But in this case, she is no different from an ordinary weak woman.

Thinking that she might be favored by other Xirong nobles and brought into the tent, Murong Heng's chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

"I know it's dangerous," Ying Baoyue quickly explained before Murong Heng felt that the young man in front of him was in a bad mood, "but the danger is also an opportunity."

She didn't know if she would be favored by the nobles of Xirong, but it was actually a good thing to be favored.

As a slave, if you want to get in touch with the upper-class nobles, being favored is the fastest way.

It is not too difficult to sneak into the White Wolf King's court as a slave, but how to get in touch with the upper-level Xirong nobles and the Buddhist temple as a slave is the most difficult thing.

If she could really be favored by some grandson of Xirong or a big man, it would be in her arms.

"you……"

Murong Heng heard her muttering clearly, and was so angry that he couldn't speak, "Then have you ever thought about what to do after you are spotted?"

There are countless guards around every Xirong nobleman. If she is really caught in it, has she ever thought about how to get out?
"Ying Baoyue, this is not inside the Great Wall!"

Murong Heng held his breath, gritted his teeth and said, "In case something happens, you don't have that many helpers!"

The young man was flushed with anger, and his tone was extremely aggressive.

But Ying Baoyue knew she was wrong, and understood that Murong Heng was worried about her safety, so she patted his arm comfortingly, "I just thought so, if I really want to do it, I will definitely make arrangements for myself first road."

If a lamb strayed into a pack of wolves does not find a way out, there will be no bones left.

Ying Baoyue's gaze was very sincere, and Murong Heng was a little dazed, but the next moment he shook his head violently.

No, he can't be fooled by her innocent appearance.

He already understood that Ying Baoyue was more daring than anyone else by using herself. Since she dared to think, she dared to do it.

In the end, if something happened to her, even if she was only touched by another man, he would be the one who would go crazy.

When he was in Southern Chu, he had already faintly felt that there was a kind of wildness in Ying Baoyue's bones that was completely different from that of Central Plains women. This kind of wildness combined with her gentle and bold demeanor had a unique charm, but it was also easy to draw people around her. People are crazy.

Murong Heng stroked his chest, feeling a little glad that he made that decision last night.

"Ying Baoyue, listen carefully," he took a deep breath, "You don't have to pretend to be a slave, I have other ways to take you to the White Wolf King's Court."

"what?"

Ying Baoyue was stunned, "If you're not pretending to be a slave, what are you pretending to be?"

"You don't need to pretend anything," Murong Heng said calmly, "I have a way, I can take you in with ease."

walk into?
Ying Baoyue became more and more dazed, what does this mean?
The goat milk on the firepit boiled, Murong Hengsheng handed it to Ying Baoyue in a bowl, and he sat down beside her, "Do you remember my original identity?"

Ying Baoyue held the bowl and took a sip, "Careful work?"

"It's only you people from the Central Plains who call it that," Murong Heng said flatly, "I'm in Jiankun, and I have a territory of my own."

Jiankun?territory?
Ying Baoyue tried hard to recall the map of Xirong that she had seen in her previous life.

Like Dingling, Jiankun is a tribe living in the northernmost part of the desert, but its location is a little further south than Dingling, and it is located in the southwest of Dingling and adjacent to it.

Could it be that……

Ying Baoyue was taken aback, "Is Jiankun the territory of the Twelve Royal Courts?"

"That's right," Murong Heng nodded, "After Jiankun surrendered to Xirong, the White Wolf King assigned him to the Court of the Twelve Kings, under the jurisdiction of the Twelve Kings Zhai."

In other words, Jiankun was Chunyuye's territory.

Xirong implements the tribal enfeoffment system. There are twelve Zhai kings under the White Wolf King, who are called tribal heads, also known as little wolf kings. Wei, Dadanghu, Dajuqu and other official positions, each tribe manages more than ten or twenty tribal kingdoms.

If the White Wolf King is a great lord, then each king Zhai is equivalent to a middle lord under the great lord, and each king Zhai will entrust more than a dozen small lords under his command.

Murong Heng said that he has territory in Jiankun, does that mean that he was originally a small lord under Chunyuye's subordinates?

Ying Baoyue was a little surprised, but she wasn't that shocked after thinking about it.It was not an easy task to be a secret agent in Beihan Pavilion, and to lurk beside Xu Bingqing and Xu Canghai. Chunyuye would naturally send his capable men to do it.

Murong Heng is this capable subordinate.

"I didn't expect that," Ying Baoyue looked at Murong Heng and smiled, "It turns out that your seat was so high before."

At Murong Heng's age, it can be said that he has done well in Xirong.

"Don't bury me," Murong Heng turned his head away, "Anyway, I haven't gone back for more than half a year, and the people in my fief should not know my whereabouts yet."

Ying Baoyue was taken aback, "You mean..."

"In their eyes, I should still be their master," Murong Heng looked into her eyes, "as long as I go back."

Chunyuye didn't know his whereabouts, and he hadn't actually done anything to betray Xirong.

The people in his fief probably thought he was dead.But since there is no body, it is not considered a resurrection for him to go back like this. As long as he makes up the reason why he disappeared, it should be acceptable.

"If I return to the Twelve Kings Court now, I'm afraid I can still be my lord."

Murong Heng looked into Ying Baoyue's eyes and said softly.

"As long as I restore my original identity, I can bring you back to the White Wolf King's Court."

(End of this chapter)