When did I say I wanted to go back on my word and go back to my country? What is going on in this man's mind all day long? It's such a mess.

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

The man appears tough on the outside but is actually weak on the inside. If his wife really wants to go back to her country and doesn't want him anymore, he has no other choice but to trap her here.

He didn't feel very secure. As soon as Yu'er spoke, he could only think in this way. Now that he heard that his wife had no intention of leaving, the man who felt relieved still looked a little unconvinced.

He looked at the princess on the couch scrutinizingly, his sharp eyes seeming to weigh the true meaning of her words.

After a moment, Yu'er saw that his expression softened. After a while, for some reason, his face softened for less than two seconds, and it became like a dark cloud covering a city.

Yu'er didn't understand what was going on, but she felt that the man was emotionally unstable and unpredictable. She blinked, her face full of innocence.

Hu Yanlie gnashed his teeth and stared at his beautiful, pure and delicate little wife.

"Don't tell me you have a lover in Dagan. Is he as good as me? Can he come to you?"

A jealous man is brainless, and King Huyan Lie of Ruju is no exception.

His big, hot hand pressed against his wife's soft belly. Her thin shirt was transparent, allowing the man to touch her belly without any interference.

It was as difficult to compare every word as to squeeze it out from the roots of teeth.

Yu'er, who was innocent, blushed. Faced with the groundless accusations, she only regretted that she should not have rashly tested the man with a confused mind on a whim.

Talking at cross purposes is totally incomprehensible, so the person sitting down should put more effort.

Feeling humiliated, she slapped the man in the face, as if it were a joke.

The man with a crooked face didn't care at all. He licked his mouth with the tip of his tongue. Hu Yanlie, with an evil look on his face, insisted on getting to the bottom of it.

"Go ahead, explain it clearly."

Annoyed, Yu'er blurted out, "He's much better than you, much better than you, he's much better than you."

Sharp swords cut through his chest. The man gasped for breath, his eyes red with anger, and stood up as if he had conjunctivitis.

The wife jumped around the small couch, furious and helpless.

The angry wife didn't even look at him, but hugged her chest and turned her face away, too lazy to pay attention to him.

The man was furious, as angry as a mad lion, but he was worried about his wife's preciousness and her delicate body so he couldn't do anything.

I can't bear to do it myself.

Couldn't he move beside him? With a sullen face, he turned around and walked quickly to the table, picked up the teacup on the table and was about to throw it to the ground to vent his anger.

"You dare!"

The northern barbarians were rough, and their water bowls and kettles were made of yellow clay, giving them a rustic feel.

The sky-blue tea cups on the table are different. They are in sets. They are the dowry that Yuer brought and the tribute given by the emperor. They are very precious. If one is broken, the set will be incomplete.

Hearing the exclamation from behind, the man froze. He was not afraid at all. It was just a broken teacup, not something valuable.

His mind was firm and his body was honest, but Hu Yanlie, who put down the teacup and put it back to its original place in front of the piercing gaze from behind, still felt unsatisfied.

He angrily stared at the high round stool at hand, picked it up and was about to smash it to the ground.

"You dare!"

The high round stool, the dining table and the bed in the tent were a set, made of fine wood and the fine craftsmanship of the craftsmen. They were also Yu'er's dowry.

Yuer pointed at the man.

Hu Yanlie was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He held his breath and didn't look back.

He was quite honest and put down the stool in his hand honestly and ran away.

Yu'er was left sitting alone on the couch, wondering what was going on!

The man walked out of the tent with a clear goal in mind and went straight to Yu'er's old tent.

He didn't realize that he was walking with his head down and ignoring others. The young lady had quarreled with her husband, got angry, and went back to her parents' home in a fit of rage, waiting for her husband to coax her back.

In the afternoon, there were many men wandering around the big tent with nothing to do, looking at Huyan Lie who walked past them silently.

He didn't even respond to any greeting, looking like a coward who had suffered a great blow and was half dead.

He came out of the big tent again. The others looked at him walking away and felt murmured in their hearts.

He offended the princess and was driven out by her.

People walked away and gathered together, some grassland men who seemed cheerful and honest on the surface but were actually just there to watch the fun.

Several people looked at each other, and saw a gloating mood in each other's eyes.

Again, it’s what I said!

For a while, the topic that the delicate Princess Dagan could not stand Hu Yanlie and the relationship between the couple had changed was widely discussed.

"Hey, have you heard? King Riju was kicked out of the tent by the princess and hasn't returned yet. It's only been a short time!"

Those who heard it were not surprised at all.

"The princess is very delicate and beautiful, like a beautiful woman. I've been with her before, and she has a very good temper. It must be that Hu Yanlie spoke without thinking and made her angry."

Unlike the women who only discussed it privately with each other, the unmarried young men were all as passionate as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

The Northern Hu people are not as ceremonial as the Da Gan people. The status of women there is not low, and many of them return home after divorce and remarry.

The princess came here with the purpose of marriage and there is no way she can go home. It doesn't matter who she marries.

The upper-class nobles of the Northern Hu could no longer sit still after hearing the news.

Hu Yanlie is incompetent and cannot win the princess's heart. They are different. They are capable and talented, and are much better than Hu Yanlie.

Hu Yanlie, who ran to the princess's tent to question Meng'er, had no idea what others were thinking. He sat in the tent, staring at Meng'er who lowered her head.

"I heard that you and the princess grew up together and were like sisters."

Meng'er's heart tightened, but she didn't show it on her face. She nodded softly and said.

"I have been serving the princess since I was young. The princess is of noble status. How dare Meng'er address herself as her sister?"

Hu Yanlie was in a hurry and didn't bother talking to her at all.

"Does your princess have a crush on a man in Dagan? Who is it? Tell me about it."

Even though Hu Yanlie was a virgin, he was not completely ignorant and naturally knew that Yu'er was a virgin.

To put it bluntly, he just couldn't let go of the man his wife kept thinking about who was better than him in everything, and he wanted to compete with him.

After hearing the man's false accusations, Meng'er's calm expression immediately broke.

"What's the meaning of your Highness confusing right and wrong? My princess is raised in the deep palace as a precious treasure. How could she possibly have the conditions to see a man outside of her family?"

"What is the prince's intention in framing our princess like this? What is his intention?"

It was even more painful than being framed herself. Meng'er couldn't think about the hierarchy of status at this time. She was lowly and he was high.

I just wanted to seek justice for my good sister.

After getting the answer to his guess, Huyan Lie didn't care about anyone else at all. He ran towards the big tent to coax his wife.