"It's you who want to see Arslan."
Seeing this person, Lin Chunhuan frowned, turned around and prepared to leave.
If she guessed correctly, the message sent by Uleji was intercepted when passing through Ulun Zhurige.
Otherwise, even if Arslan didn't want to see her, he wouldn't let Ulun Zhurige come to reply to her.
"Stop!" Ulun Zhurige's face looked a little ugly. In the Darnai tribe, her family was second only to the royal family in prosperity, otherwise her brother would not have become Arslan's right-hand man.
In the whole of Tatar, no one dared to ignore her like this!
But this pet-like woman dared to leave without even looking at her. Such behavior made Ulun Zhurige feel insulted.
He casually pulled out the whip from his waist, and his hands moved without thinking. With a snap, the whip hit the ground directly at Lin Chunhuan's feet.
If it was just a few inches higher, with 70% of the whip's force, Lin Chunhuan's legs would be whipped so hard that he would be unable to stand.
Wulun Zhurige narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I told you to stop!"
Even though it was late at night.
However, countless people were sweating profusely on the training ground. These people had fierce eyes and ruthless attacks. Although their moves were not fancy, each one was aimed at taking people's lives.
Arslan is one of them.
Compared to others, his movements are more sophisticated and his strength is more fierce!
But no one knew that beneath his fierce eyes, what he was thinking about was the woman's white body!
Even though he had tried his best to control himself from thinking about it and not recalling it, the ultimate experience of tasting the sweetness of it and that face as beautiful as a geranium still lingered in his mind all the time.
Only like now can he vent his desires that have nowhere to go.
"Young Master!"
Before Arslan could continue, the gatekeeper outside rushed in hurriedly, sweating profusely, as if he was frightened by something, and his whole face was pale.
Arslan frowned, "What's wrong?"
"That, that Central Plains woman! She wants to kill Zhu Rige!"
When Arslan and another man rushed over, they saw Lin Chunhuan kneeling on one knee on the ground. Under her knee was Ulun Zhurig, who was pinned down and lying on the ground unable to move!
Not only that, there was a wooden hairpin that was sharpened to an extremely sharp point on Ulun Zhurige's neck. This was a gift from Uleji to Lin Chunhuan, and she had been wearing it on her head recently.
But no one knew that this hairpin was so sharp that it could easily take a person's life!
"Ah Huan, stop it!"
The moment Arslan opened his mouth, Lin Chunhuan turned his head, the light in his eyes was as fierce as a wounded beast, as if he would tear the prey in hand into pieces in the next moment.
When she saw the man in front of her, the sharpness in her eyes faded, and even the hand holding the hairpin loosened. Before Arslan could breathe a sigh of relief, the man who appeared with him suddenly attacked, quickly stepped forward, and was about to kick Lin Chunhuan!
But the man didn't get what he wanted.
Before he could stretch out his legs, he was pulled from behind.
His arm was tightly grasped, and Arslan frowned slightly, "Qimuge, she has let go."
"Let go?!" The man named Qimuge was filled with anger and broke free from Arslan. "Arslan, this woman almost killed Zhurige, and you actually wanted to protect her!"
At this moment, noticing that Lin Chunhuan's movements had loosened, Wulun Zhurig quickly broke free and ran to the man in anger, "Brother, kill her! Kill her!"
"Arslan, let go!"
Such a scene was not what Lin Chunhuan expected, but it was almost the same to her.
She didn't know when tears started falling from her eyes. She didn't say anything, but slowly stood up and silently wiped the tears from her face.
Her lips were tightly pursed.
She didn't care what others were saying, she just stared at Arslan not far away with her watery eyes.
That look was full of grievance and unwillingness.
Arslan finally let go, but threw Zhu Rige aside. Before the other party could stand up, he had already blocked Lin Chunhuan. "I don't care what happened just now. It's a fact that Zhu Rige is not injured."
"Ah Huan is my wife, protecting her is what I must do."
Arslan's tone was calm, but it held an undeniable dignity. His eyes moved between the brother and sister. "I will find out exactly what happened. If Ah Huan is wrong, I will take her to apologize to Zhu Rige in the most solemn ceremony."
"But before that, if anyone dares to touch my woman in front of me, I will fight him to death."
"Qimuge, do you understand?"
For Arslan, Ulun Zhurige was not important at all. If she was not Qimugege's sister, she would not even be allowed to go on the expedition.
So what he said was actually only directed at Qimugege. He didn't care about Ulun Zhurige's attitude at all, but he had to treat the friendship between Qimugege and him, as they grew up together, with great care.
Hearing these words, Qimuge laughed in anger, pointing his finger at Lin Chunhuan, "You actually protect a tool for sexual gratification? Very good, very good!"
"We await your apology!"
Before the brother and sister left, Arslan spoke again, "If Ah Huan is not wrong, Qimuge and Zhurige must leave the barracks."
"Even if she is your sister."
Qimugege was obviously even angrier, and Ulunzhurige's face was full of disbelief.
She couldn't believe that Arslan wanted to drive her away for that woman!
But Arslan is the young master, the most powerful man in the entire Dalhan. His words are worth a thousand gold, no one dares to really refute him, and no one dares to disobey him.
Arslan turned around only after the two men left. The figure that had been circling in his mind all day was right in front of him, and the heat in his heart rose uncontrollably.
But after being pulled for just two steps, Lin Chunhuan frowned in pain. Only then did Arslan discover that there was a long whip mark on her trouser leg!
The person who attacked was quite strong. The place where the whip left marks had torn skin and flesh, and was oozing with fresh blood.
"Did she hit you?"
nonsense!
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Lin Chunhuan bit her lip and lowered her head. Without saying anything, she took half a step forward and hugged Arslan tightly. The tears that she had just wiped away instantly burst out.
But in just a short moment, a large area of Arslan's chest was soaked.
Feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Arslan's raised hand became a little stiff. He opened his mouth several times but no words came out, seeming a little at a loss.
He just felt that this girl must have suffered a great injustice!
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