"Aunt Zhu! You bad people, bad people!" Gu Xiaoran cried out in pain, refusing to be separated from Zhu Juan, and loudly scolded and cursed.
Zhu Juan shook her head vigorously at Gu Xiaoran, "Young Master, Aunt Zhu is fine."
Gu Xiaoran's willful behavior made him a thorn in the side of the barbarian soldiers, and one of them immediately raised his thick hand and slapped him across the face.
Gu Xiaoran didn't have time to dodge and closed her eyes tightly in fright.
Finally, his body felt light as Xuan Ying rescued him in time.
But it is inevitable.
With a whoosh, Xuan Ying was struck hard on the back, instantly turning his flesh into a bloody mess.
His injured appearance made Gu Xiaoran feel helpless and burst into tears.
Is there any way to let him have his way?
Thinking back to the punishments his father, mother, and master had given him,
He thought they were so fierce back then, but now that he thinks about it... he burst into tears, but Xuanming covered his mouth.
"Young master, a moment of patience will bring peace. Don't worry, Aunt Zhu will be fine."
As Xuanming spoke, he supported Xuanying's staggering body.
Xuanming and Xuanying were helpless in the face of Zhu Juan's forced separation.
Just think about it, and you'll know how tragic the woman's fate will be.
Xuan Ying bent down and picked up Gu Xiaoran.
Seeing him sobbing, I didn't forget to comfort him:
“Young master, once we have eaten and drunk our fill, we can leave with Aunt Zhu.”
Xuanming and Xuanying had been saying the same thing all the way, but...
Along the way, they were lucky to even stay alive, let alone have enough to eat.
These days, they have come to a profound understanding of a principle.
Even a hero can be brought down by a single penny!
Gu Xiaoran: Really?
“Really,” Xuan Ying affirmed.
"Don't worry, once we escape their clutches, we'll find a chance to rescue Aunt Zhu." Of course, he kept his voice very low, so low that only the three of them could hear it.
The Western Rong woman, driven off the prison cart and propelled by a long whip, went to a yurt.
Gu Xiaoran and the other two could only watch Zhu Juan's departing figure with gritted teeth.
Gu Xiaoran and the other two were also mercilessly driven by the long whip, and walked aimlessly toward the prison cell made of fences in the distance.
As they walked, the Western Rong people, their voices trembling with tears, began to beg for mercy.
"Please, let us go..."
"We are just poor, defenseless people, please let us go..."
"..."
Hearing the chaotic pleas for mercy, Qiu Yan turned around again, glanced at the people in the distance, and shook her head repeatedly.
"Chanyu, what joy can a mere commoner possibly find?"
"Oh? So what kind of fun do you think is the most interesting? This Chanyu will play with you." Huyan Xun squinted, his mind only on matters of the bedchamber.
However, thinking of Qiu Yan's advice... he was really itching to try it.
Qiu Yan: "You are a brave overlord. If you want to have fun, horse battles are naturally the most spectacular."
"You like watching?" Hu Yanxun raised his lips, his smile carrying a deeper meaning.
The little beauty said she liked horses; it turns out, she liked horse battles.
When we go to Northern Qi another day, I'll show her what it means to be brave and skilled in battle.
"How about we have our men and your soldiers engage in a real horse battle? It's settled then, life or death!"
"I concede!" Qiu Yan would not use her soldiers to fight against Hu Yanxun's subordinates.
The soldiers have had a hard time surviving; they need to stay alive so they can go home.
"Admit defeat? You're quite pragmatic." Huyan Xun sneered.
"Then let's try a different kind of comparison. In a little while, we'll see which side's soldiers hunt the most prey, and that side will win."
"Prey? Where is it?" Qiu Yan thought of a certain possibility and felt uneasy.
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