After leaving Cai Xiyaler, Lin Chunhuan looked at Arslan who was drinking tea with some surprise, and a flash of surprise passed through his eyes.
At this time, Arslan should be conducting military exercises with the second young master. Because of this military exercise, she has not seen him for several days.
Today is a good day, why are you back so early?
Seeing Arslan's gloomy expression, Lin Chunhuan smiled and walked over to him, deliberately avoiding the topic of the drill. "Young Master, you are coming back at this hour, and I am not prepared."
"There's freshly cooked sweet soup in the kitchen. Young Master, please have some to quench your thirst first. I'll have someone prepare the food. Today, the kitchen has prepared your favorite Yunmeng meat with twisted flowers."
Arslan said nothing. Feeling a pair of small hands covering his temples, he closed his eyes and his tense body slowly relaxed. However, there was still a suppressed anger in his tone. "Why didn't Ah Huan ask me how the drill went today?"
"I know the Young Master's abilities very well. Is there any reason for him to lose?"
Lin Chunhuan responded with a chuckle. Although he now had doubts about Arslan's character, he had never doubted his ability to lead troops in battle.
That was the real skill he had fought for on the battlefield with blood and flesh. This skill was incomparable to that of his two older brothers who were above him.
Hearing this, Arslan laughed, but the smile did not last long before it fell again, and a coldness enveloped him. "Father did not let me participate in today's exercise."
"I just gave everything I prepared to Big Brother."
Lin Chunhuan paused his massage hand for a moment, then lowered his hands to support Arslan's shoulders, "Master, I'm sorry for the injustice."
"Ah...but it's well known that the Khan favors the two above you. Young Master, don't be too angry. Sooner or later, one of the eldest or second young master will inherit the position of Khan. If you offend them too much, you will probably have a hard time in the future."
After saying this, Lin Chun walked around to Arslan with a smile and sat gracefully in his arms. "No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side."
"Who said that position is only for the two of them? Why does Ah Huan also think I'm unworthy?"
As if frightened by these words, Lin Chunhuan's face changed slightly, and she quickly stood up and knelt in front of Arslan, "Master, please forgive me, I didn't mean that!"
"only……"
Looking up at Arslan's gloomy face, tears of grievance welled up in her eyes. Lin Chunhuan bit her lip and said, "The young master has given up his identity for the sake of a concubine."
"Even though I know you are extremely capable, but..."
Her delicate lips were bitten until they were bright red. Lin Chunhuan sniffed, and her voice was filled with tears. "That day, I also met the Second Young Master. The look in his eyes was as if he wanted to eat me."
"If the Second Young Master is allowed to succeed to the throne, the days ahead..."
There are some things she chooses not to say. Endless imagination can easily push people into the most extreme situations, even if the facts are not that bad.
But seeing Arslan's increasingly gloomy face, Lin Chunhuan knew that his goal had been achieved, so he stopped talking and just knelt on the ground, sobbing and shrugging his shoulders, gently stroking his belly with one hand, his eyes full of grief.
"Ah Huan."
At this moment, Arslan's tone calmed down. He reached out and pulled Lin Chunhuan up from the ground, his fingertips gently sliding across his stomach.
Those eyes seemed to be looking through the thin layer of fabric at the growing fetus in her belly, but their gaze was wandering, and it was unknown what they were thinking. "Don't worry, I will never let our child be inferior to others."
"I've had enough of that, my child. I don't need to go through it again."
"Young Master, you..."
Arslan raised his hand, not letting Lin Chunhuan finish his words. "You should take a good rest. I might be a little busy these days, but it doesn't matter. Once this busy period is over, everything will be fine."
Hearing the morbid tone in Arslan's voice, Lin Chunhuan couldn't help but feel his heart shrink, but his face still showed admiration. He held the other's hand tightly, passing on the warmth in his palm, "Okay, no matter what the young master wants to do."
"I will always be behind you and support you."
After Arslan left, Lin Chunhuan sat alone in the main hall for a long time, her face gloomy and unclear. It was not until the sky gradually darkened that she called Wuleji to her and said, "Go tell my mother that it's time to bloom."
Things are moving faster than expected.
The Khan, whom Lin Chunhuan had never even met once, died suddenly. It was said that he had an acute illness and he was dead before the witch doctor could arrive. When the Khan passed away, only the eldest young master was by his side, and there was no one to serve him.
When Arslan led his men and raised the butcher knife towards him in the name of saving the emperor, the eldest young master had already realized that it was a trap set against him!
But it was too late.
With a legitimate reason, and with Arslan's ability, the young master didn't even have the ability to fight back.
Logically, this matter had nothing to do with the second young master. After the Khan's affairs were dealt with, the second young master's mansion was already deserted, leaving only a group of women who knew nothing. The only one who was of some value was Yaluo.
Things went unexpectedly smoothly, so smoothly that even Arslan, who planned everything, felt it was a little unreal, as if there was a hand behind him, silently pushing something forward.
His younger brothers were still young, the eldest master died, and the second master was missing. For a time, Darnay was leaderless and the people were in panic. In this life, Arslan became Khan two years earlier than in the previous life.
Lin Chunhuan moved from the Young Master's Mansion to the Khan's Palace. The enthronement of the Khan of each tribe required the handwritten letter of the Great Khan. Before that, she had no specific title and was only the Great Consort of Arsalan.
Uleji changed into a more gorgeous dress.
Tatar slaves are hereditary, and her surname is her label. Even though Lin Chunhuan is now a powerful mother because of her son, there is no way to abolish her slave status.
But as the only person who served her closely, no one dared to look at her with disdain, even though Wuleji was a slave.
"Just leave these things to the people below."
Lin Chunhuan took the milk tea handed over by Wuleji and smiled, but Wuleji shook his head stubbornly, "The queen is about to give birth, so you must be careful with what you drink!"
"I don't trust others to do it."
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