A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 16 Chapter 16

While Yuan Wuyou lowered his head to think, he suddenly saw under a tree not far away, several strong women carrying passing men, and some helping to tie up and laughing, Yuan Wuyou's heart tightened immediately.
"Where are you openly robbing your husband? Is someone in charge and nobody in charge?"

"It's an old rule. The Qiang people have the custom of snatching marriages. Generally, no men dare to come out when the Niangjie's Day is approaching. Some of them are males such as the Eastern Qiang Bailu. They don't abide by male virtues and are not afraid of pregnancy. You have just come back, you should get used to Fanbang first. Custom, don't hurt others or benefit yourself."

Yuan Wuyou nodded, showing respect.

Yuan didn't care, until a group of women of different races cursed and rushed to her feet, chasing a very tall black shadow.

He was tall, about seven feet five, and he just fell straight in front of her.Her black hair was messy, her black clothes exposed half of her snowy shoulders, and she wore moccasin boots, the hem of which was torn up to her crotch.

Following her gaze, the slender bones felt her ankle, which could be easily held by one hand, suddenly burst into view, instantly occupying her mind.

His ankle was so white that it almost pierced through the bone, with light blue blood vessels faintly visible, that foot ran all the way over the sand, and even every finger bone was so graceful that it was outrageous.

The poignant beauty of being abused is vividly displayed, even if he does not show his face, it does not affect the beauty of the flower of the high mountain falling into the mire, like something high above and untouchable, covered with dust, and becomes unbearable, it seems that she can get close , as their own.

The man who lost a shoe was wearing a ice-cracked, jade fox mask, very familiar, she just said goodbye this morning.

Yuan Wuyou was dumbfounded at the time.She never thought that this one glance could arouse the lingering poison that she tried so hard to suppress, a kind of hidden desire throbbing in her bones, the beauty of déjà vu, imaginary.

The man raised his face high, his gray-blue eyes were full of hatred, but his mouth was hard, and he yelled at her violently!
"So you ordered them? How dare Hua Xu offend the widow!"

Hearing this familiar voice was proof.

It's no wonder that there are more than one woman from another world in She who are crazy about him, surrendering to him and not being human.This is simply male Daji.

But Yuan Wuyou's heart was only moved for a moment, and he was wrapped in a monstrous joy.

She took a step back, eyes disgusted and strange.

"Where did the white slaves come from? How dare you disrespect Gu?"

Seeing that she didn't know him, his eyes were filled with crazy despair, dark and spiteful.But after not looking at each other for a long time, he was grabbed by the woman who was chasing after him, grabbing her thin white calf, and dragging him like no one else.

The girl in a dark Tibetan robe with a slanted breast looked at all this with cold eyes.

Enduring the pain of his flesh being torn by the gravel, the man suddenly kicked away the female bandit who was grabbing his ankle!
Then he quickly got up from the ground, but was kicked from behind and fell to the ground with his knees bent. The female bandit behind him grabbed his black hair and punched him in the face again!
The man's white jade mask, which was full of cracks, finally shattered a corner from the bottom, revealing a tear mole under his eyes, and his lips that were scratched and bleeding, with protruding lips and arches.

The two petals are thin red and tender, as if no one else has kissed them before.

The suppressed desire suddenly grew wildly in my heart.

Yuan Wuyou was stabbed by his sad and cold eyes.

When the female thugs saw the old city lord next to the little girl, they greeted the two of them in unison, cursing in their native language and mocking him in Chinese:
"A slut who has been bitten by countless women, we don't mind playing with you, how dare you ask Little Khan for help?"

Another said: "Khan doesn't like his husband, does he?"

Yuwen Huaibi is already a husband, and it is a humiliation to be associated with him.

Yuan Wuyou's suppressed eyes were like fire, and he forced himself to be calm,

"You know who I am, and you know that he is a husband, how dare you?"

They were somewhat afraid of Khan's deterrent power, so they let go of his restrained wrists, and tried to argue: "This is what you allowed, have you forgotten? The way Qiang people find their husbands has been like this since ancient times, and Hua Xu subdued him." The Qiang people's obedience depends on respecting customs."

The silly roe deer grandma echoed, "Respect the customs~ Don't let people see that you have amnesia."

Yuan Wuyou felt that they were skilled in speaking, so she had to explain that she didn't let them steal the marriage.

Just as he calmed down his anger, the tall man in black shirt suddenly rushed forward——

She looked at the hidden sword and jade hairpin stuck to her throat, and smiled,
"According to the rules of the Desert and Qiang tribe, you will marry my sister after I die, but I am an only seedling, and you will be wiped out by the clan."

Yuwen Huaibi's grip on the sword split open, but he still clenched it even tighter. Even at this disadvantage, he threatened:

"Kill them!" He just refused to give in.

The group of female bandits in the back broke into a cold sweat when they heard that Khan admitted that the man had an affair with her.
Wuyou helplessly broke the man's wrist and took off the blade. In his hissing in pain, he hugged the man's waist and circled behind her, while her sharp eyes faced everyone:
"This man has a grudge against Gu, so Gu has to interrogate himself."

Then she turned her face slightly, and whispered behind her, "I can take the initiative to help you, but I will never be coerced, so save your coercion."

Seeing the two of them making love, the gang of desert thugs smiled maliciously.

"Where is the trial? Khan is young, I'm afraid he can't satisfy this dissolute Bailu husband, why don't we teach you two?"

Little Khan looked serious, "I have my own way of playing, thank you for your care."

The man who was protected by her was fed up with being in such a mess, but he could bear it until the group of female thugs left angrily.

Yuwen Huaibi was full of humiliation, and when he wanted to call her a beast, it would inevitably lead to conflicts. He ignored the two old ministers who were supporting the four-wheeled cart and stared at him, and turned his head to leave.

But he was blocked by an arm.

Yuan Wuyou squinted at his exposed jade-white calf, the skin and flesh had been worn out and bleeding, streaks of bright red flowed down the sandy ground along the snow-colored feet, and his black shirt was torn and torn, it was really indecent.

"You still run out like this, don't you think there are not many female gangsters staring at you? Follow me to change clothes."

Huai Bi was a little hesitant, and the two people who were pushing the cart and sitting in the cart rolled towards them, the old city lord showed joy,
"Forgive me for talking too much, what is your relationship with this boy?"

Yuwen Huaibi: "The enemy."

Yuan Wuyou really couldn't tell, so he took off his slanted jacket on the spot, wanting to put it on for him to send him away.

The man saw him, but took a step back vigilantly, his tone tense:

"What do you want! The widow's subordinates are nearby!"

She lifted the black coat and handed it to him, curled her lips,
"Tsk, put it on for you, hurry up and find your subordinates. What do you think I can force you to marry?"

"Hey, even if the widow is not the lord of the country, he will never marry."

The Emperor of Qin once promulgated a rule: "Jiuxue", that is, the man married into the wife's family is the property of the woman. If the man is unfaithful, the woman can execute it by herself.This is also the inherent custom of mothers since ancient times in the area from Lishan to Guizhou, Tibet and Kunlun in the west.

Yuwen Huaibi suppressed the trembling of his hands, quickly wrapped himself in a black robe, and pulled the knee-length robe towards his ankles.It was also a coincidence, just as Yuan Wuyou stretched out his hand to close the skirt of his clothes, a voice exploded in his ear:

"Stop it, witch! Don't touch our master!"

(End of this chapter)