Su Yumo was so shocked by these words that a piece of meat got stuck in his throat.
In a panic, she touched the kettle on the grass, picked it up and poured it into her mouth, which made her feel much better.
This must be the domineering president of ancient times.
The mistress of the grassland?
She was flustered and did nothing, unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility.
Few people expressed objection to Nastu's decisions because there was no objection.
But this matter is different. Now Nastu is the boss of the entire grassland. Their tribe stands at the top of the grassland. The choice of the hostess is of paramount importance.
They thought she was just an ordinary woman, but they didn't expect that Stu gave her the highest position as soon as he arrived.
The former Da Yanshi had already run away. Could it be that the Khan wanted to embarrass the former Da Yanshi by this move?
But the Khan is definitely not the one to do such a thing.
It seems that he is sincere.
One person questioned, "Great Khan, she is not of our race. If she becomes the Great Consort, there will probably be many problems."
Someone retorted: "So what if he's not from our tribe? Haven't there ever been traitors among our people?"
After dancing, Hesa lay down on the ground and dozed off. When he heard that it was about his partner who had shared hardships with him, he was shocked.
I can't lie down anymore.
He stood up and ran to the center of the crowd.
"Great Khan, I observed the celestial phenomena last night and found that this woman can bring good luck to our grassland."
"Unparalleled good luck." exclaimed.
Hesa looked up at the dark blue sky and took a deep breath, as if at this moment he and the sky were in tune with each other.
"She is the destined Da Yanshi."
Although this Hesa always talks nonsense, what he says eventually becomes the truth.
I don't want to believe it, but I have to.
The first person who objected changed his statement and said, "Great Khan, I have no objection. There is no one more suitable than her."
Su Yumo: Don’t you have any stance at all?
Nastu gave Hesa a look of praise, and Hesa pulled his beard when he saw it.
Then Nastu looked at everyone and said, "The person next to me risked her own life in times of crisis to protect me and help us eliminate the rebels.
"I love her not only for her beauty but also for her wisdom. From now on, I hope you will respect her as much as you respect me."
"She has just arrived here and is still unfamiliar with many things. I hope you will be more tolerant."
"If someone gossips behind your back, it is unforgivable."
Every word is powerful.
One person said: "I agree, Guli risked her life that day to deliver the message that the Khan had woken up, she was worth it."
One person continued, "I agree. Guli eats meat much like us grassland people."
Su Yumo: Thank you.
The others shifted their gaze from Nastu to Su Yumo, trying to stare out her heart with their own eyes to see if it was a black heart or a red heart.
She would be killed if she stuck her head out or if she hid her head, so she fought to the death.
Su Yumo cleared her throat and stood up, causing Nastu to look back at her with a hint of worry.
She gave him a reassuring smile and then turned to face the other side.
He said seriously, "I actually didn't do anything. It was all an accident. The ones who should be praised the most are not me, but you and the soldiers who died."
She stared at the faces opposite her with different expressions, not afraid, and bowed deeply.
"Thank you for your hard work and fighting to protect this sacred place."
There was silence, with only the sound of burning wood. The light of the flames illuminated the fat in the man's hand, staining the wheat field golden.
Su Yumo felt like she was participating in a speech contest. She was standing on the stage and they were sitting below, and this time was reserved for grading.
Then someone comes to sing to warm up the audience, and then announces the results.
This person must be Abulu, and it would be even more perfect if Hesa danced with him.
Nastu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
He had expected what she said. She had a kind heart. From the night she asked him if there would be another war, he knew that she was the same kind of person as him.
King Yundan Khan, this is the best gift you have given me besides those scars.
What should I do? I can’t control myself tonight.
He walked closer step by step, put his arms around Su Yumo's waist, and kissed her forehead lightly.
The heat on his forehead made Su Yumo blush. He glanced at the others and stood there motionless as if he had dementia.
After kissing him, Nastu touched his forehead again, then turned his head to face the people who were still in a daze and said:
"If you're still alive, eat the meat quickly. We'll talk later."
A few people nodded blankly, only their hands moving. They picked up the fat, opened their mouths, took a bite, started chewing, swallowed, and swallowed it.
This woman, no, their Da Yanshi seemed to be different from what they imagined. They thought she was a brainless woman who relied on her beauty to get to the top.
She was not one of their people, and they had never seen her appearance or the way she spoke, so they naturally felt a sense of rejection towards her.
I don't know if she's sincere or just saying it sweetly.
The Khan was invincible in battle, but he suffered repeated losses when it came to women.
They have to keep a close eye on things for the Khan.
Nastu stroked her black hair and said, "We will discuss the burial of King Yundan Khan tomorrow. You should go to sleep first."
Su Yumo stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Nastu's ear.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back, and we..."
Nastu couldn't stand her charming tone and unconsciously increased the strength in his hands. Su Yumo actually felt nothing, but still gave a warning.
The stimulation made half of his body numb.
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