Chapter 96: The Red Cop and the White Cop have finished what they should say and do, Mu Xue...

All that needed to be said and done was done. Muxue cast a look at Dorji, signaling him to just deal with these taijis perfunctorily. She then left the table in the spotlight.

Just after entering the princess' tent, Muxue tilted her head and asked Yunqi with a somewhat uncertain tone: "I was still quite imposing just now, right?"

Yunqi smiled and said, "The master is so powerful that we all admire and fear him."

Mu Xue sat down on the nanmu chair and said, "It's just that the moves are a bit old."

"It works? That's fine. Throughout history, many things have happened over and over again."

"That's true, right?"

Mu Xuejian? She stood aside respectfully and ordered, "Sit down and talk."

Yunqi then sat down.

Rong'er led the maid to serve pure tea without milk. They had eaten roasted lamb back and other dishes at the banquet just now. Although they were delicious, they felt a little greasy at this time. The refreshing Biluochun tea made the taste just right.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Muxue put the teacup on the table beside her and sat more relaxed.

Yunqi saw her behavior and knew that she was in a good mood, so he asked, "Now that your husband has become the Khan, has the princess's mind changed? We servants should also adapt accordingly."

Mu Xue lowered her eyes and said, "The princess's mansion has been built with great difficulty, so naturally, naturalization is still the most important thing. When everything is almost settled, I will set off to return. Of course, I can't completely abandon this place, and I will come to take a look when I need to."

"I understand."

"But I didn't expect that there is such a hidden danger as the Dzungar Khanate."

"Good fortune and bad fortune go hand in hand." Yunqi lowered his voice and said, "For the master, this may not be a bad thing."

Mu Xue looked at her and said, "Just say whatever you want to say. It's okay if it's private."

Yunqi leaned forward and said, "Since there is a hidden danger, the court must be vigilant and pay attention to it. Since it needs to be taken seriously, your position becomes even more important."

Mu Xue didn't say anything, but the four words "raising the enemy to protect oneself" had already appeared in her mind. Although it might not be appropriate, the meaning was basically the same.

She thought for a while and told Yunqi: "You know what this means in your heart? That's good."

Yunqi saw that she had made up her mind and knew how to arrange everything, so he asked, "So how long does the princess plan to leave? I can also talk to the subordinates and see how to plan the itinerary."

"If we really want to return to naturalization, it will probably be in summer or autumn." Mu Xue said, "Wait until I finish something."

She thought for a moment and said, "Besides, Wang Xiangqing should be here with his men and goods by now, right? Tell him to keep the goods. I will need them."

When the crescent moon rose to the middle of the sky, the banquet finally ended.

After the princess left the table, Dorji stopped pretending and just turned cold and had a good talk with the taijis.

He drew out the golden sword that symbolized the Khan's authority with a whoosh. The cold light was blinding. The taijis present could not help but shudder and lowered their heads to avoid meeting his eagle-like gaze.

"The princess has a good temper. Now that the old Khan has passed away not long ago, she is unwilling to start a war. This is also a good deed for you." Dorji said coldly, "But there is no need to talk about so many reasons with me. The only reason is this."

He held the golden knife in one hand and slowly poured wine onto the blade with the other hand, as if what was flowing down the blade was not wine but blood.

Dorji picked up a ribbon and wiped the golden knife clean inside and out. He said, "When my grandfather had this knife, I used it to kill many people. The blade was inevitably stained with blood after cutting off people's heads. Blood is not a big deal, but the most annoying thing is that tiny pieces of meat will get stuck on the blade, which is very troublesome to wipe off."

He looked around at everyone present with a casual look, and curled his lips: "However, if there is really someone who wants to try out the sharpness of this knife, I won't mind the trouble."

Thus, the taijis also had some memories awakened. Although this young man usually smiled cheerfully, especially in front of the princess, he was also a ruthless killer on the battlefield. Each of them wanted to shrink into quails, fearing that they would be targeted by him.

Seeing that no one said anything, Dorji snorted, put the golden sword back into the sheath, and said, "I am in a good mood today, let's have a wrestling match to liven up the atmosphere."

He glanced around and casually pointed to a taiji on the left: "Come here."

When the man was called, he trembled all over, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and step out.

Dorji's personal soldier Monk had taken off his outer robe, revealing his strong arms. This time, Monk was merciless in the wrestling match. He didn't care who the man was. He just went up and beat him. With a back throw, he knocked Taiji to the ground heavily.

If the personal soldiers are so brave, how much more so for the master?

The grasslands have always had a strong martial spirit and people admire the strong. After watching him for a while, everyone was speechless and just praised him: "What a brave warrior, he is worthy of being a personal soldier of the Khan!"

He drank the wine bowl by bowl, fully demonstrating his obedience to Dorji.

At a banquet, Dorji and Princess ? used courtesy before force, one played the good cop and the other played the bad cop, teaching the taijis a good lesson.

After discussing with Yunqi, she heard the maid come to report that the banquet was over, so Muxue, who had already changed out of her formal dress, walked towards the king's tent.

Tonight there are no thick clouds in the night sky, so the moon can be seen.

When she arrived at Mu City, she looked up at the huge royal tent in the night. Now, the owner of the royal tent was Dorji.

She had no restraint in her movements along the way, and even the maids and eunuchs accompanying her were treated respectfully. Her situation was much better than when Tushetu Khan was alive.

The king's tent was lifted, and the maid led the way, saying courteously, "Princess, please come this way."

When I entered the inner room and drew aside the curtain, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Muxue raised her eyebrows. Did Dorji drink a lot of wine after she left?

Several servants were about to help Dorji take off his outer robe, and some were holding warm water to help him wash his face, but he frowned and struggled to move away, as if he didn't want anyone to touch him.

In the dim light, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mu Xue and refused to look away.

"Princess, can you help me change it?"

The new master of the Mobei grassland was throwing a childish tantrum at her, which made Mu Xue chuckle.

"Okay, you guys go down and prepare the hangover soup."

The attendants withdrew as ordered. Finally, they were the only ones left in the inner tent.

Mu Xue came forward, pulled Dorji to sit down, and unbuttoned his coat for him: "You are the Khan, but you act like a child when you are drunk."

As soon as he took off his outer robe, Dorji suddenly grabbed Muxue's wrist and gently pulled it. Caught off guard, Muxue fell into his arms.

She immediately came to her senses: "You are pretending to be drunk!"

Dorji buried his face in her neck and laughed softly: "So what?"

His breath brushed across her neck, warm, moist, and tingling: "I like to see you pity me."

"You," Mu Xue complained, "let go, you reek of alcohol."

"No." He even increased his strength, and his arms held her tightly like an iron hoop.

In these little moments, he is used to testing boundaries and being unbridled.

Mu Xue smiled and simply let him hold her: "I heard that you looked very scary just now."

"Of course I am to them. If I'm not a little bit harsh on them, they really think I'm someone who can be fooled." Dorji said.

Mu Xue gently raised his chin: "Then show me a cold face."

"You like watching this?"

Dorji let go of her a little and deliberately faced her with a stern face. When he was not smiling, his tough features dominated his temperament and he looked really cold. If it were someone else, they would feel a little scared.

But Mu Xue wouldn’t.

She traced his face with her fingers and exclaimed, "It's really different."

"Oh? Then I'll try to be a little meaner to you next time." Dorji grabbed her fingers and kissed them gently on his lips.

Mu Xue smiled and pulled her hand back: "Okay, let's talk properly."

Dorji smiled and tilted his head to look at her: "Well, I'm listening."

"You have just inherited the Khan's throne. Although these taijis have been suppressed for the time being, the herdsmen of each banner still need to know their new master." Mu Xue said, "For example, my Khan Ama went to the south of the Yangtze River to inspect and make the local officials, gentry and people see the grace of God. I think, maybe we can also inspect each banner. Inspect from north to south, so that the herdsmen and lamas of each banner will know who their new master is."

Dorji thought for a moment and said, "That's a good idea. I can take all my guards out for some training, and also warn those who have other ideas."

"Yes, and we can take this opportunity to find out the situation between the various banners. Khan Ama has issued an order before, ordering us to quickly build a military station in Kulun."

Dorji played with her hair with his fingers: "Well, it kills two birds with one stone, but..."

He sighed softly: "So when you patrol the southern flag, will you return to the original state?"

Mu Xue looked back at him and stroked his face: "It's us."

"The Princess's Mansion is also our new home. After the inspection, we can take a look at the new home."

Dorji stared at her and suddenly smiled: "Okay, let's go to your new home together to have a look."

He gently kissed Muxue's forehead and said, "It's good this way. Even if we part ways in the future, I can still think about how you move around and live in the princess's mansion."

For example, if I think of her in the morning, I can remember her waking up and dressing in the bedroom. If I think of her at noon, I can guess whether the kitchen has already served her delicious food. If I think of her in the evening, I can think of the lights that are lit one after another in the princess's mansion, and her smiling at the end of the lights.

It's also good to be able to guess exactly what she should be doing at that time and imagine what she looked like at that time.

Muxue could clearly hear the melancholy in his tone, but he would never ask her to stay for him.

Maybe she also knew that even if he spoke, her heart would not change.

Just like she would never casually ask him to live with her in the Guihua Princess Mansion.

Mu Xue leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek: "No matter what, you have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart."

A kiss of comfort fell gently. Mu Xue leaned back slightly, but was suddenly grabbed by the back of her head by Dorji. His breath rushed towards her, carrying the smell of alcohol and burning. He even bit her lower lip as if to punish her.

Until he was almost out of breath, he was finally willing to let her go with a smile in his eyes.

"I know."

What he fell in love with was the moon above the grassland. The moonlight would not stay for him forever, but it always shone on him gently.