86 Chapter 86
◎Auntie, it's me, don't be afraid.◎
Huang Nian'an was seriously planning for Cheng Mi. He proposed to inform Prince Jing that it would be easy to come up with 10,000 stones of grain in such a short time with Prince Jing's help. Perhaps the palace had only so much grain in stock. If he knew Cheng Mi's ability, Prince Jing would be happy to help.
This was exactly what Cheng Min had first told Huang Nian'an. She didn't want to go in front of Prince Jing. The excuse that Xu Xiuying had already registered with Prince Jing was no longer feasible. Huang Nian'an thought that it would be enough to explain the misunderstanding.
Cheng Mu's peripheral vision had caught sight of that tall figure that could not be ignored more than once. Amuta had been looking at her all night, and the bonfire was still burning, and the fire almost revealed his desire.
The cheerful atmosphere gradually dissipated, and many tribal men and women who came to celebrate had already left. Xu Huan also left first on the pretext of being drunk.
Amuta came over with a jar of wine. "Why don't you two drink? Come, I'll give you a bowl."
Amuta personally poured them wine, but Huang Nian'an declined, "I have to return to Yan tomorrow, and I've been drunk and delayed things. The five days Nuoyan gave me are really tight, so please forgive me."
"Oh, so you're just unhappy." Amuta was very proud and personally served the wine to Cheng Mu. "Ruren," he said. Huang Nian'an had overheard him calling her "beauty" and scolded him, so he had to change to the sour "Ruren." "Ruren Cheng, if you can't collect 10,000 dan in five days, come find me."
Cheng Mu knew his purpose. "I appreciate Nuoyan's kindness. It's getting late, and we have to leave early tomorrow. Let's go back first."
Amuta stopped them and filled the wine himself. If they didn't drink it, it would be disrespectful to him. "Eat this bowl. Mr. Huang, you are the peace envoy. I poured the wine--"
Amuta was staggering and speaking in a bad tone. Huang Nian'an didn't wait for him to finish speaking and picked up the wine and drank it all.
"Mrs. Cheng, I'll arrange for a few people to guard your tent later."
Huang Nian'an was actually speaking to Amuta, but Amuta pretended not to hear and stared at Cheng Mu, asking her to drink the wine as well.
Cheng Mu didn't want to make things awkward, so she drank.
Amuta burst into laughter.
Huang Nian'an came to negotiate and brought a hundred soldiers with him. When he returned, he immediately assigned a dozen of them to guard Cheng Mi's tent.
Amuta's real intention was not to drink, he saw it clearly.
It must be said that after Fan Qingsong and Xiaoliu left, Cheng Mu felt much more at ease with Lord Huang's soldiers guarding outside the tent.
After drinking a bowl of wine, her head felt a little dizzy and she sat alone in the tent in a daze.
She has space, and there is as much food as she wants in the space. If possible, she would like to take out the food and exchange the person immediately.
In order to survive with dignity, she urgently needed to prove her own value. Isn't the value of having food and knowing how to grow food greater than this body? Why did the Mongolian man treat her as prey and chase her with lustful eyes at the last moment? Is he really stupid and doesn't know how to settle the score?
The more Cheng Mu thought about it, the angrier she became. Some people could make people extremely irritated with just a look, and it was hard to get over the anger she felt when she thought about it afterwards.
She had just blown out the light and was about to lie down when a hurried figure was cast across the tent.
"Madam Cheng, Nuo Yan took Xiao Liu away and injured Fan Qingsong."
Cheng Min jumped up. She recognized that the person who came to report the news was Shangguan Duan's personal soldier.
At that time, Xiaoliu and Fan Qingsong were taken away and detained by Shangguan Duan as hostages.
"What is Nuoyan going to do? Where is Master Shangguan?"
"Amuta is Nuoyan, and Master Shangguan can't stop it."
Cheng Mu brought a few guards to the outside of Amuta's tent, but Amuta's guards did not let Cheng Mu's men get close. Even though she knew it was a tiger's nest, Cheng Mu had to go in and take a look.
Cheng Mu entered the tent and took a quick look. Amuta was drinking, and Xiaoliu was lying not far away. It was hard to tell whether he was asleep, unconscious, or...
Cheng Mu's face was cold and she shouted angrily, "Has Nuoyan forgotten the treaty we just drafted? My people were left as hostages, and Nuoyan is bullying me like this. Is he trying to unilaterally tear up the alliance? Great Yan is not afraid of going to war. I will use 10,000 dan of grain to support the Yanbei Army. Ten thousand Yanbei soldiers will crush your Ordos tribe in an instant!"
"Please calm down, my lady." Amuta said with a smile, "You are too kind. How could I go back on my word? I just want to mend our relationship. Please sit down, please sit down."
Cheng Mu had no time to deal with him, so she quickly went to check on Xiaoliu.
He was still breathing, and his breathing was steady, as if he was asleep.
Cheng Mu's eyes swung over like a knife, "What did you do to her?"
Amuta narrowed his eyes, "She just fell asleep."
"Nonsense! Wouldn't a sleeping person wake up when they hear the noise? Did you drug her?"
Amuta walked over to her with the wine in his hand and put his arm around her shoulder, "Drink this glass of wine, my beauty, and I'll tell you."
"Shameless!" Cheng Mu threw off his clamps. "You captured Xiaoliu and deliberately lured me here!"
Amuta deliberately leaned close to her and took a deep breath of her scent. "I wanted to have a good time with you at night, but you've left so many people outside the tent. I have no choice but to let you come out by yourself."
"I have rejected you time and again, but you still insist on doing so. Haven't you considered the consequences? Forcing me is tantamount to tearing up the treaty!" He was quite drunk, but Cheng Mu didn't want to use his drunkenness as an excuse.
Amuta drank the glass of wine herself. "Your man is a coward and can't protect you at all. Shangguan Duan, that guy is also cowardly and won't marry you. I don't mind raising his son for him. You will be my wife and you can treat him however you want."
He was talking nonsense and Cheng Mu didn't want to pay any attention to him. She tried to hug Xiaoliu, but Amuta actually pulled her over and hugged her.
"Beauty is so fragrant and sweet, even more delicious than sweet cheese."
Amuta buried his head and gnawed non-stop.
Cheng Xi was trembling with anger. In terms of strength, she was no match for the Mongolian man. Her struggles were useless.
Once on a snowy night, she was not afraid of a wolf at all.
This man is more persistent than a wolf and will not give up until he achieves his goal. Tonight is the last chance. Now that he has bitten the prey, can you still expect to escape safely from his iron jaws?
Cheng Xi struggled for a while and then gave up in despair.
The moment his inner garment was torn, he felt a chill on his chest, and an arrow struck the air. The Mongol Khan lying on his body stopped moving abruptly. He seemed to be about to fall to the side, but after a few breaths, he steadied himself, reached behind his back, and pulled out the crossbow arrow stuck in his back.
Ha ha.
He was wearing soft golden armor and had not yet taken it off. If anyone who attacked him had waited a little longer, he would have been able to hit him with one strike.
Now that he was mostly sober, he laughed heartily in relief, "There's an assassin!"
There was a noise outside the tent and a person ran in. Cheng Mu shrank back in panic, pulling at her clothes to cover herself.
The man who entered the tent was wearing the same armor as the Mongolian soldiers. His face was hidden in the shadow of his helmet, and his face was so dark that his nose and eyes were almost indistinguishable.
Cheng Mu and Amuta both thought that this was a personal guard from outside. When he ran over, the fierce murderous aura he brought with him made Amuta react instantly.
He drew out the scimitar placed beside him and barely blocked the bright blade that was about to hit his face.
"Who are you?"
The light from the blade shone on the assassin's face. Cheng Mu opened her eyes wide and saw clearly that there was a winding scar on his face.
The fierce aura he exuded made Cheng Mu take several steps back.
Amuta claimed to have supernatural powers, but he almost couldn't withstand the man's overwhelming power. He tried his best to retreat half an arm, released his strength, and dodged.
The assassin's moves were violent and swift, and he did not retreat a single step. Amuta secretly thought that he suffered from being drunk, so he dodged and blocked, but was too tired to cope with it. He could not perform at his best, so he could only turn around and wait for the opportunity.
The two of them kept fighting. Cheng Mu was still shaking all over, her hair was messy and her clothes were in disarray. She was very panicked and didn't know whether she should take this opportunity to escape.
The noise outside disappeared. After Amuta shouted that there was an assassin, there was movement outside, but after the assassin came in, the noise outside disappeared.
Could she escape with Xiaoliu? Since that was the case, she was filled with grief and anger, and wished she could help the assassin kill Amuta.
After a moment, as if she suddenly came to her senses, she gathered her fallen hair and mustered up some strength to tidy up her clothes.
The two men were fighting with a loud noise, and the knives and crossbows in their hands were thrown away. The assassin was knocked down onto the low table, and the table was smashed to pieces. The pain felt like it was in his own body, and Cheng Mu was trembling with fear at the sight.
At this time, Amuta had the upper hand. He rode on the assassin's body. The assassin's helmet was tilted, blocking his sight. Amuta took the opportunity to lock his throat.
Cheng Mu saw the assassin's eyes bulging out from where he couldn't breathe, and she felt the same way, as if she was suffocating. She wanted to escape, but couldn't help but look into the assassin's eyes again.
Her heart leaped, and her eyes moved to the assassin's leg, where she spotted the dagger in his boot.
Amuta felt dizzy from locking the man, and suddenly he felt a pain in his buttocks. The man under him used his waist and abdomen to exert force and flipped him over in an instant.
The blade of the dagger on his butt was hit hard, and Amuta couldn't help but scream. The assassin took off the tilted helmet on his head and smashed it hard on his face.
The man stopped moving, so the assassin turned him over, grabbed the dagger on his butt and pulled it out suddenly. Amuta was just awakened by the pain, and the assassin immediately stabbed him on the back of the head.
Cheng Wei gasped for breath, stepped back repeatedly, and almost fell down.
The assassin wiped the bloody dagger on Amuta's body and turned to look at her. Cheng Mu was full of vigilance.
"Auntie, it's me, don't be afraid."
When the hoarse voice came out, Cheng Mu thought she was hallucinating. She searched his face in disbelief.
His face was as black as charcoal and stained with blood. Cheng Mu didn't dare to recognize him. She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound for a long time. Is it Mu Yun? Is this person Mu Yun?
Tears fell like heavy rain. How could he become like this?
"Your face—"
"Disguise." Mu Yun put away the dagger. "The wound is on the butt. Amuta is too embarrassed to mention what happened tonight. Sister-in-law did a good job."
Cheng Mu took a few deep breaths to calm her heartbeat, and was a little amused and helpless to receive his praise.
Mu Yun approached her and saw her tears rolling down. He wanted to touch her cheek, but his hands were stained with blood. He just said softly, "It's okay."
He went to pick up the crossbow on the ground, his movements were a little slow. Cheng Mu's eyes found Amuta's scimitar, which was stained with blood. Mu Yun was injured by him.
Cheng Mu: "Where are you hurt? Is it serious?"
"Nothing." Mu Yun pretended to be relaxed, "Let me see Xiao Liu."
Cheng Mu went over with him. Xiao Liu was still asleep. Mu Yun checked on her and said to her, "She was given alcohol and passed out."
It was so despicable to lure her out of the tent just to take Xiaoliu.
Amuta on the ground was not dead yet. Cheng Mu asked, "Is it serious if he is injured? Can we still leave?" Thinking of what he had just done to her, Cheng Mu wanted to pull out the knife from Mu Yun's waist and give him a blow.
"He can't die yet." Mu Yun picked up Xiao Liu and said, "I'll take you away first."
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