Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1140 The prince in the golden tent with a depth of 210 meters (4)
Throw a piece of thinly sliced ​​mutton into your mouth, it's fresh, fragrant, and tender, with almost no fishy smell, but you can't tell what condiments are added to cook it together.The most amazing thing is that inside the mutton, there is actually boiled white radish, which is rare on the grassland, mixed with it, and with some dipping water, it is simply delicious.

"Old Xiao, you are amazing."

Mo Jiule went crazy, gave a thumbs up, full of praise.

"How is this cooked? It's amazing! Let's cook another pot tomorrow."

Seeing her unrefined eating, Xiao Changsi tightened his mouth, and suddenly spoke for a long time.

"Take me with you at night, and I'll cook for you every day."

……night?To see Prince Su He?

Mo Jiu put down his chopsticks, feeling strange, "You said Lao Xiao, are you really not sick? It's all right to come to Yinshan with me from thousands of miles to join in the fun, what are you going to do if you have nothing to do? Take care of your illness Is it okay... Or, if you want to go, is there another hidden reason?"

Cannibals have short mouths, as expected.

When Mo Jiu asked this question, his tone was not as harsh as before.

When Xiao Changsi heard this, a look of melancholy appeared between his brows, and even that ugly face was full of bitterness.

"The pain of the Xiao family's whole family, is it a secret?"

"You want to..." Take advantage of Beimeng's relationship to avenge the Xiao family?

Before Mo Jiu finished asking, he shook his head first, "Old Xiao, it's not that I don't care about you, but that the son of Su He is just the new son of the eldest princess, who has neither power nor status in Beimeng. What can I help you with?"

Xiao Changsi glanced at her, "If you can pass the words to Beimeng Khan, that's it."

Looking at his ferocious face, Mo Jiu hesitated for a while, and finally ate mutton again.

"Cook lamb once a day until I'm tired of it, and then—for another taste."

"Deal." Seeing her agreement, Xiao Changsi breathed a sigh of relief, and then said calmly: "But when you go to visit the son, you can call me your husband."

Eve called him?

Mo Jiu almost choked to death with a piece of mutton stuck in his throat.

……

It has only been a few months since the last war between Nanrong and Pingguo, and Beimeng's power in the land of Mobei is no longer the same.Now, the remnants of the Ping Kingdom led by Wan Yanxiu have already retreated to the bitter cold in the northeast, and the momentum of Beimeng is getting stronger and stronger. Not only Pian, Nanrong, but also other countries in the four directions are shrouded in the shadow of its rise.

In just a few months, under the suppression of Beimeng, all countries in the four directions surrendered one after another. Even Wanyanxiu, who had just founded the country, had to bow down and surrender to Beimeng. Now it seems that the only one who can contend with it is Next Nam Jung.

...And the word "competition" has to be discounted.

Because Beimeng has never made a serious move towards Nanrong.

After the case of the Xiao family last time, everyone in the world thought that Beimeng would fight against Nanrong—after all, the Nanrong court's excuse for arresting Xiao Qian was to imply that he was the son of Beimeng, and he was quite unfriendly to Beimeng.Unexpectedly, Beimeng was busy expanding his power, but he had no intention of becoming an enemy of Nanrong. Even after Song Ao disappeared, he once again moved his mind to marry Nanrong.

It's just that this time the marriage is for Nanrong to send the princess to marry Beimeng far away.

From marrying a princess to marrying a princess, the secret political rivalry between the two countries has become intensified, but on the surface, Nanrong and Beimeng, the brothers and sisters, are as close as ever.

Therefore, it did not appear abrupt that Prince Su He entertained the honored guests from Nanrong in the Golden Tent of Gacha.

Among the royal family, the status of the eldest son is inferior to that of the prince.

But among the common people, the son of the world has a high position and weight.

Therefore, the birthday of Prince Su He not only bustled Gacha Village, but even prominent figures from far and near came to congratulate him.It is said that Princess Ayigu would have come from Hara and Lin if Prince Su He didn't want to.

As night fell, the golden tent was brightly lit.

Mo Jiu stepped on the carpet paved from the outside of the golden tent, and stepped up the high steps. As soon as he entered the tent door, he was so dazzled by the luxury and grandeur inside that he almost couldn't open his eyes.

The Golden Tent... It really is the Great Golden Tent.

The inside is almost entirely made of gold, like a gorgeous palace.

Having seen the splendor and splendor of the Nanrong royal family and the prosperity of later generations, ordinary buildings have long been out of Mo Jiu's eyes, but the layout of this golden tent, with its strong ethnic customs, still makes Mo Jiu, who is in the Those who rolled in the extravagant pile were all shocked.

"My lord, the distinguished guest is here."

A greeting with a smile brought back Mo Jiu's thoughts.

She raised her eyes and looked at the head of the tent, slightly taken aback.

A man sat on a big golden chair.

He is not dressed like an ordinary prairie man. He is wearing a black robe, sitting in a high position, and is completely motionless. On his face, he wears a shaman-like mask with sharp edges and corners and a strange shape, which almost covers his entire face. Keep a pair of cold eyes, staring at her coldly.

As her hairs stood on end, she felt a "swish" chill all over her body.

This man is the legendary... Crown Prince Su He?
(End of this chapter)