When Uldroma woke up, she found herself in a luxurious palace.
She was startled and struggled to get up.
At this time, a man came from outside the hall. After seeing her movements, he hurried to the bed and held her shoulders.
"Don't move, you're still injured."
The man looked so handsome, and the worry in his eyes that didn't seem fake made Uerzhuoma relax a little.
"Where is this?"
The man explained, "This is Xiongnu. You fainted in a forest near Xiongnu. I happened to encounter you while hunting. Seeing that you were injured, I brought you back."
"Hun?"
Ulzhuoma's eyes suddenly widened.
She traveled aimlessly for two days and two nights, and actually arrived in the Xiongnu?
Wuerzhuoma looked at the man in front of her and said, "Thank you for saving me, sir. May I know your name?"
The man said calmly, "Yuwendu."
"Yuwendu." Wuerzhuoma repeated his name silently, and then his pupils suddenly shrank: "Are you the third prince of the Xiongnu?"
The man looked at her in surprise: "Do you know me?"
Wuerzhuoma hurriedly shook her head and denied: "No, I don't know him. I just heard someone mention the Third Prince's name."
After saying this, Ulzhuoma lowered her head to hide the wariness in her eyes.
She never expected that she would come to the enemy's camp!
I heard that the Third Prince is cruel and ruthless. If he knew her identity, he would probably chop off her head directly, right?
After thinking about the comments of several generals on Yuwen Du at the bonfire banquet, Uerzhuoma felt that the man in front of her was disguising himself too well, and she almost believed his cheerful appearance!
She was feeling a chill in her heart when Yuwen Du's voice came from above her head.
"May I know your name and surname? Where do you live?"
Urzhuoma quickly gathered her thoughts and said, "To answer the Third Prince, my name is Zhuoma. I am from Mobei. Due to turmoil at home, I fled all the way to the Xiongnu. Fortunately, the Third Prince rescued me and saved my life."
Wuerzhuoma did not hide the fact that she was from Mobei. She was wearing Mobei clothes when she came, and the third prince must have recognized her a long time ago.
The Third Prince nodded. "I see. Since I met you in the suburban forest, it was fate. You should rest and recuperate here."
"Thank you, Third Prince! I have no way of repaying your kindness. I can only, only..."
Wuerzhuoma was racking her brains for words when Yuwendu suddenly came over and teased, "Is your only promise to me?"
Ulzhuoma raised her head in a daze.
Yuwen Du laughed out loud, raised his hand and touched her head: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, just take care of yourself. If you need anything, just tell the palace maid."
He stood up as he spoke: "I have something else to attend to, so I'll excuse myself first."
Before Ulzhuoma could react, Yuwendu turned around and walked out of the room.
Immediately afterwards, two palace servants came forward and stood aside with their heads bowed respectfully.
"My servant Xiaotao."
"Slave Xiaoli."
The two palace maids first introduced themselves, and then continued, "Young lady, if you have anything to ask, please tell me. I will take care of your daily life."
The palace maid's voice brought Uldroma back to her senses.
She first looked at the palace maids standing respectfully beside the bed, then looked at the magnificent palace in front of her, and combined with Yuwen Du's joke just now, a bold idea popped up in Uerzhuoma's mind.
The old Xiongnu Khan is critically ill, and the heir to the throne has not yet been decided. If the third prince can obtain the throne...
She had no chance of becoming the Khatun of Mobei, but she could still strive for the position of Khatun of the Xiongnu.
Ulzhuoma thought about it and suddenly felt proud.
But when she thought about the fact that Shen Mingxuan had taken possession of her body, her face instantly darkened again.
When she takes the throne of the Xiongnu Khatun, she will tear that waste Shen Mingxuan into pieces!
…
Half a month later.
Today is the Flower Festival in Mobei. Huyan Ji plans to take Jiang Jingyu out of the palace to the streets of the Imperial City to experience the customs of Mobei.
"Don't move."
Jiang Jingyu, who was sitting on Huyan Ji's lap and shaving him, let out a coquettish cry.
The next moment, Huyan Ji's big hand was placed obediently on her waist and stopped moving.
Jiang Jingyu lowered her head, gently lifted Huyan Ji's chin, and cleaned the stubble on his chin with a serious look on her face.
Hu Yanji's deep eyes looked straight at her, with a smile on his lips.
Jiang Jingyu, who was shaving him, paused when she saw the slightly raised corners of his mouth, then looked up and met his deep eyes.
"why are you laughing?"
Hu Yanji put his arm around her waist with one hand and took the razor from her hand with the other. He held her fingers tightly, which had turned red from holding the razor for a long time, and brought them to his mouth, kissing them gently.
"I laughed at myself for asking you to come to Mobei for marriage. I wanted to imprison you and make you suffer, but I didn't expect that I would be imprisoned instead."
Jiang Jingyu raised her eyebrows and tapped Huyan Ji's nose with her white fingers.
"Where have you imprisoned yourself?"
Huyan Ji looked at her with burning eyes, and the big hand that was holding Jiang Jingyu's waist slowly moved up until it touched her softness.
His crow-feather eyelashes drooped slightly. He looked at Jiang Jingyu's chest and said word by word, "I'm imprisoned in your heart."
The force on his chest increased slightly. Jiang Jingyu glared at him and slapped the rebellious hand away.
"Not a decent person!"
After Jiang Jingyu finished speaking, she stood up from his legs and walked briskly towards the window.
Huyan Ji leaned lazily on the chaise longue, his eyes closely following Jiang Jingyu's figure.
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