Her Heartless Evil Man

More and more, I finally saw that it was a cluster of fire. Behind the fire was a yurt. There was no second in the grassland alone.

This is the shepherd.

After getting off the horse, Li'an took the horse and stopped on a grass. He whispered to me, "yunqi'er, wait here. I'll go and have a look."

Before the sound fell, people had taken a few steps, and I couldn't stop them. I didn't know if there was any danger when I went like this.

I was relieved to see him talking to the Mongols in front of the fire from a distance, as if he was very speculative.

After a while, he ran back, holding me in one hand and the horse in the other hand to the yurt.

"It's like an ordinary herdsman, so there should be no problem. Sleep at night and I'll protect you."

"..." I silently thanked him.

I couldn't understand a word of Mongolian, but Li an understood it. He answered like a stream. I couldn't help but look at him differently.

I was placed in a yurt, washed my face and cleaned my hands. The hostess tore up the roast sheep just taken from the fire, put them on the plate, and brought up the hot milk tea. The simple appearance reassured me.

I said "thank you" and ate. I ate slowly. I was still wearing wedding clothes. Even if the two Mongolian couples didn't know who I was, it didn't matter. I wanted to protect my image of the Zhou Dynasty.

When I was full, the hostess pointed to the quilt bunk. I knew that she told me that it was where I slept. I nodded and thanked her.

I have some feelings that I can't speak Mongolian. I will suffer if I want to survive on the zarut grassland. Fortunately, turdan can speak Chinese, otherwise I really don't know how to deal with it in the future.

Thinking shamelessly, I remembered that I was in danger now. It was the most important thing to find Balu thorn first.

Li'an didn't come in again. I believe he will guard my safety outside. Only when he touched the pillow, he felt sleepy. Does that tea have the effect of hypnosis? Why can't I open my eyes.

There is a feeling of uneasiness in my heart. I don't have time to think about it. I can't feel it anymore

When I woke up, I was no longer on the simple bed. I was tied in a huge yurt, and my red wedding dress was ridiculously hung on my body.

Who is it? Who in the end is chasing me so hard? I think I was reluctant to step on an ant from my childhood to Dalian.

Recalling the situation before going to bed, I know it must be the couple who put some medicine such as sweating in the milk tea, but their technique is too clever. It's just cooked milk tea. I stared at it. I didn't see their technique of poisoning. It's an expert.

Where's Lian? Where is he? Did he get caught, too? Why aren't you locked up with me?

"Come on." I shouted. I always have to face death or life. I can't avoid it. I'm not afraid of death at most.

Someone came in immediately outside the door. It was a Mongolian soldier. Behind him was the woman who invited me to eat mutton milk tea. I looked at her with disdain. At the moment when she was close to the Mongolian soldier, I spit on her face. I hated the despicable villain most in my life. I really disdained such indiscriminate means.

The woman wiped her face and ignored me. She said a lot of words to the Mongolian soldiers. The Mongolian soldiers looked at me carefully, and then reluctantly took out a ingot of gold from her arms and handed it to the woman. The woman walked out with a smile and ignored me no more.

It turned out that I had long been the object of reward on the grassland, and the woman was for money. I understand that people die for money and birds die for food, which has been the truth since ancient times.

"Where is this?" I want to know who the man who caught me is. I'm also regretting why I didn't take off my wedding dress, otherwise the couple who drugged me may not recognize me. But it's too late to think about it.

"Ha Da Jin." the Mongolian soldier can speak Chinese.

Before I got married, I carefully read the map of Mongolia. I know that the Great Khan of hadakhin is called bambrshan. His tribe is next to the Balusi tribe. The two tribes have been fighting for generations, but there has never been any result.

I see. They wanted to catch me because I was turdan's bride.

I don't know what they're going to do with me, but intuition is a bad omen.

"Where's my motorcade?" I asked eagerly. There was my hard work in the carriage.

"Everything and people are outside the account."

"How many people are there?"

"The guards are dead, only one woman is left." the Mongolian soldier's character is good. He actually answered every question of me very seriously.

Is it ruoqing? I really want to see her.

"Can you bring her in and let her stay with me?" they always feel safe together.

"You are a felon and can't be locked up with others." he took it for granted, but I don't know what crime I have committed. Even if I get married, turdan forced me.

"I have no crime, how can I be a felony? I was forced to marry by turdan too." I want to protect myself. If I can escape here, I will find a place to live freely, so that turdan can no longer find me, and then put the responsibility on bambusan. I thought carelessly.

"That's what it means."

"Well, let me meet my maid."

"OK, you wait."

Ruoqing was in a mess with me when he appeared. His clothes were worn down. Fortunately, he could cover his body without exposing his skin.

"Miss," she cried softly, feeling so kind.

"I'm fine."

"Where's manager Li?" she was still thinking about him.

"It should be all right." I looked at the Mongolian soldier standing aside. I asked with three points. He must know.

"He ran away."

As expected, he escaped safely. If so, he will come to save me. I look forward to and worry about him. I expect him to take me out of this bitter sea, and worry that he can't win the yurt full of soldiers in the camp. Maybe he hasn't saved me, and he has lost half his life.

I looked at the Mongolian soldier in front of me gratefully. He gave me a glimmer of hope.

"Let's go." he promised to leave if he was clear.

"No, I want to be with miss." ruoqing shouted eagerly.

"No, I can't keep you here. It's against the regulations and I'll be punished." the Mongolian soldier explained kindly.

"Ruoqing, you go out with him, it will be fine." I gave her a firm look, as long as people are alive.

I saw ruoqing go out reluctantly. In fact, I was more reluctant to give up in my heart.

"Wait." I looked at the Mongolian soldier, "what's your name?" I want to remember his name. He is a good man. At least he knows how to respect me.

"Zhelihan." then he took ruoqing out of the yurt.

Auspicious people have their own phenomena. I believe I will escape here eventually.

I was a little hungry, but no one paid any attention to me anymore. It seemed that the Mongolian soldier was guarding outside the door, and no one came in again.

For a long time, when I felt uncomfortable and hungry, a group of Mongolian soldiers came into the yurt.

A leading man came up to me, looked at me up and down, and suddenly said, "what a beautiful woman, it's a pity not to."

My heart was shocked. Mom, you should bless your daughter safe and sound. A Zen heart. I hope it can move heaven

The man raised my chin. I looked up at his eyes and looked fearless. I was not afraid. I believe Lian and turdan will come to save me.

I stubbornly spit on his face. He stroked his face and suddenly grabbed my collar with one hand. I suddenly regretted that I, a weak woman, why bother to be tough with him? I endured it until the reinforcements arrived.

The saliva seemed to annoy him. His face was black and red. I let him lose face in front of his men. This time, I was impatient, but I had done it, and it was too late for me to regret.

"I like such a violent girl best. I'll be you today," he said fiercely word by word.

"Boss, didn't you say you want to stroke? Who wins will go first. You can't eat alone." a man next to him grabbed and said.

Other people immediately echoed, "yes, yes, you can't go back on what you said."

Is my appearance so coveted? I only know that I was born a little softer, but I don't like myself like this. I prefer the hot temper. But the rivers and mountains are easy to change, and my nature is difficult to change. I can't change my temperament and appearance.

Beauty is not my fault, but at the moment, I hope I'm born ugly.

Several people talked about my belonging in front of me. I was embarrassed to close my eyes and didn't want to see the disgusting evil thief. He said he was a soldier. What's the difference between him and a robber.

I listened to the sound of their boxing, and I was scared, but what could I do? My wrist was tied to the post, and there was no way to die.

I suddenly remembered that when I got off the carriage, I hid a small knife in my sleeve.

I silently looked at the people in front of me, rowing and drinking. Their goal was just me, a weak woman

I slowly hooked the sleeve with my fingers, and bit by bit pulled the knife into my palm with the sleeve. After a while, I touched the knife, clamped my two fingers and pulled it out.

Everything seems surprisingly smooth. I gently scratch the rope on my wrist with a knife. As long as I cut it open, my arm is free, and I can use this knife to protect my innocence.

The thick rope was cut by me bit by bit. I looked at them punching. I couldn't let them find the work on my arm. This was my only chip.

Now, I can't afford to gamble.

Will Lian and turdan come to save me in time?