Wife Taming Addiction: Rogue Nine Queens

Chapter 139
Qian Yue's thoughts were all on the wound on his hand.

Unconsciously, a certain bastard has started to dream.

"The wound is so deep, how could you be so careless." She looked at it with some distress.Knowing that he accidentally hurt himself because he heard Queen Beimo.My heart hurts even more.

Xuanyuan Qing picked up the water glass on the side, handed it to her lips, smiled faintly, and rubbed her head, "It's okay."

"He said it's okay, let's bandage his hands first." Qian Yue took out the handkerchief on his body and wrapped it around his cut finger, then took the water glass and rinsed his mouth.

Xuanyuan Qing suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Do you still remember the content on page 90 of No. [-]?"

No.90 seven pages? ...

"Pfft!" Qian Yue couldn't help spraying, her little face turned red up to her ears.

He raised his little hand and punched Xuanyuan Qing's chest, feeling ashamed and angry: "You bastard with a brain!"

Xuanyuan Qing slowly raised his hand and patted her on the back lightly, his eyes were full of smiles.

This can only belong to the little tacit understanding between the two of them.

"Don't just eat meat, eat more vegetables." He picked up a chopsticks of vegetables for her. You must know that in this northwest region, vegetables are more precious than meat.

Qian Yue lowered her head, no longer daring to meet his gaze, thinking about her own hard life in the future.

Did she try to find a way to destroy that book?

This green dragon is really a bad thing, whichever one doesn't keep it, it just left this one on Xuanyuan Qing's place.

The little woman who served him, Xuanyuan Qing looked at Zhuo Da.

Zhuo Da was still immersed in the nostalgia for the queen, and did not pay attention to the situation here.And the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

"That old thief Cheng Siji, in the northwest, only thinks about how to suppress the lords of the cities and eliminate dissidents. Taxes increase every year, and the cities are suffering. If the Ninth Prince did not come to Luotiao City, those horse thieves would not If you dare to plunder again, I am afraid that the lives of the people nearby will be even more difficult."

"I know what Zhuo Da said." Xuanyuan Qing responded softly.

"I think back then, under the Queen's rule, the Northwest was stronger every day, but now, it is like a sunset, unable to escape the fate of decline." Zhuo Da sighed, picked up the wine glass, and poured another full glass into his stomach .

Xuanyuan Qing frowned and remained silent.Suddenly, the little person beside him held his hand, and a warm feeling came from her palm, which made him feel warm all over his body.

This was everything her mother had worked so hard to build up, and it was the northwest land that she had mentioned to him countless times.

It is also the place where his mother misses.

The Queen of the Northern Desert is a legendary figure worthy of writing.

She is the only daughter of King Beimo, and she was raised as the successor to the throne since she was a child. She has been in charge of politics with King Beimo since she was 12 years old.

At the border between Beimo and Chidi, there are wars every year, and the people suffer unspeakably. The 12-year-old queen proposes to open a business with Chidi, which solves the situation of military encounters every year, and also wins a lot of Chidi. Minerals flooding the territory.

In just five years, the Northwest, which was already strong in military strength, once again entered another peak under the leadership of a young girl who was not yet ready.

For Emperor Dayin who just succeeded to the throne, this is a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh, and he will not get rid of his unhappiness!
It is undeniable that behind those battles for imperial power, there are also thousands of intimate relationships between children, but in the end, they were buried under the ruthless and bloody imperial power.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, will you return to Crying City this time?" Zhuo Da asked softly.

"I want to go back." Xuanyuan Qing responded lightly.

"Zhuo Da Chaoyue, may I ask if His Highness Ninth Prince's body has fully recovered?"

"It's all right."

"Since that's the case, why go back to places like Ticheng?" Zhuo Da's tone was a bit puzzled, and his voice raised a bit.

Xuanyuan Qing didn't make a sound, let alone intend to explain.

When Zhuo Da said this, it was already very obvious between taking refuge.

"Your Highness, the Northwest can no longer fall like this." Zhuo Da stood up suddenly, went to the center of the main hall and knelt down, "Please Your Highness, for the Queen's sake, save the Northwest!"

"Zhuo Da, please get up quickly." Xuanyuan Qing raised it up slowly, remembering the few people his mother had mentioned back then, but Zhuo Da, he had a deep memory.

Mother's original words: If there is a chance in the future, Zhuo Da should be the first person who can win over.

Sure enough, after so many years, Zhuo Da's heart has not changed.

But Zhuo Da didn't know how the queen of Beimo had to marry to the emperor/capital thousands of miles away, and how she died with hatred!

"Don't worry, Your Highness, after Dayin's new year, the city lords of each city will go to the emperor/all to worship, Zhuo Da will contact the city lords of each city, present to the emperor, and canonize His Highness as the king of the Northwest." Zhuo Da's tone was very firm.

He couldn't sit idly by and let the Gensiji disintegrate the Northwest.By that time, the Northwest will really be like the six divisions of other countries.Even if there are remnants, it is still alive!

"Zhuo Dazhi asked me to keep it in my heart. This is also my wish for so many years. Although my mother is in the palace, she is always thinking about the northwest, but the current situation has not come yet."

Zhuo Da straightened up and looked at the man on the main seat, he saw that he was full of savagery, he couldn't guess what the so-called timing was.

"Please make it clear, Your Highness."

"You just need to watch, and you'll know later." Xuanyuan Qing still didn't explain much.

"Yes." Zhuo Da nodded, with some doubts in his heart, but he was not a mediocre person, and his mind was more at ease.

Qian Yue knew that Xuanyuan Qing was testing the city lord's ability, if he was just loyal, if he had no ability, it would be a drag instead.

Just like that sentence, don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.

Zhuo Da was also sensible, and after finishing his business, he retreated after exchanging a few words of pleasantries.

In the entire empty hall, only Qian Yue and Xuanyuan Qing were left.

For a moment, the hall became extremely silent, so quiet that even the breathing of the two of them could be heard clearly.

Qian Yue felt that gaze had been watching her like a raging fire.

"Don't look!"

Xuanyuan Qing laughed, picked up the dishes on the side and gently fiddled with them on her small plate.

"The Snow Festival is actually the New Year's Day in Beimo. Every year, the Northwest is hit by snowstorms, roads are blocked, and supplies are scarce. Therefore, this festival is also a day to worship the Snow God. This year it happens to be held in Muda City. At that time, the city lords of the entire northwest will arrive here."

"Good opportunity." Qian Yue nodded immediately.

"This year, the prince and I are both here at the same time, and it may be even more grand."

"Well, that's natural." Qian Yue nodded again.

"I have already agreed to participate. You are my concubine, so naturally you have to go with me."

"Of course I'm going, if you don't let me go, I'll go too!"

"Do you have any talent you can show?" Xuanyuan Qing raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

Uh!What does it mean?
Qian Yue thought for a while, and asked seriously, "Does killing people count?"

"..."

"I can sing!"

"Change it!" Just those out-of-tune songs, or the one with only one line of lyrics from the beginning to the end? !
Not to mention, the Divine Comedy with only one line of lyrics, doesn't it just sing someone's desire/fire?

"Just tell me what you want."

"For example, dance?" He wasn't sure if she recognized the two words.

Sure enough, Qian Yue rolled her eyes and stood up straight.

"Why dance?" Qian Yue couldn't help but ask.

"Every city will send out some girls who are good at singing and dancing. Those who win will become envoys to represent the people in the northwest to worship the Snow God. I want you to do the sacrifice." Xuanyuan Qing said softly.

Qian Yue rolled her eyes, "Is this the key?"

"Because my mother personally sacrificed to the Snow God back then, and everyone in the Northwest knows about that grand event. If you go to sacrifice as my concubine, the city lords of the cities will definitely bring back some memories. The power of Zhuoda alone is not enough. Over the years, Cheng Siji has been eroding the power of various cities, and more than half of them have been gathered by him, and only Zhuoda has some strength in the remaining few, but it is still a drop in the bucket. "

Qian Yue listened quietly, what he said was right, it was not enough just to let these people know that he was fine and alive, but also to let these people see his strength.

Then do something big, something big that everyone will notice.

Going to Cheng Siji may be forced by the situation. Once they are given a choice, what kind of result may there be!

The reason why Xuanyuantian didn't order to attack Xuanyuan on the surface was actually because of the northwest forces.

Today's Dayin is different from 20 years ago. Once the chaos breaks out again, it will not only be the forces in the northwest, it is possible that several neighboring countries have long been eyeing this piece of fat.

The current calm is only temporary, and to a certain extent, there is no guarantee that they will not jump the wall in a hurry.

However, as long as Xuanyuan Cheng never explicitly dealt with Xuanyuan Qing for a day, there was still room for maneuver between them. This was an anxious tug-of-war.

"It's all just singing and dancing? Why don't you do something else? In a fight, whoever wins will win?"

"The Snow God is the symbol of female beauty, who do you think you sacrificed to?" Xuanyuan Cheng helplessly rubbed her little face.

"Okay." Qian Yue nodded, already thinking about it in her mind, and crammed her feet to study hard.

"Baby." Xuanyuan Qing called out affectionately, held her little hand, and put it gently on his lips.

Looking at his appearance, Qian Yue suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"I don't need your thanks."

"..."

"Especially what you do!"

"I'll let you go today." Xuanyuan Qing hugged her in his arms helplessly.

"What you say is what you say?" Qian Yue secretly laughed.

"Kind of words."

"If you don't count your words, you'll turn into a toad!" Qian Yue stuck out her tongue at him.

"Are you full?" Xuanyuan Qing looked at the food in front of him.

"En!" Qian Yue nodded immediately.

"I'm still hungry."

"I'll cut it for you, and let me tell you, lamb chops are the best." The meat-loving foodie immediately raised a knife and cut slices.

Xuanyuan Qing looked at the mutton on the plate, and was about to pick up the chopsticks when he was suddenly snatched away by that oily little paw.

"Xiao Qingqing, come, let me feed you."

(End of this chapter)