Trembling.

Haidu Aling lifted the curtain and walked out, holding a knife in his hand. There was a wound on his right cheek, and the bleeding had not stopped yet. Half of his face was covered in blood.

His face was gloomy and he strode towards Xie Qing.

Yao Ying rushed forward quickly, and several Hu women rushed over and hugged her tightly, preventing her from moving forward.

Haidu A Ling turned his head to look at Yao Ying, wiped his wound, hissed, and raised his long knife: "Seventh Princess, it's not that I don't keep my promise, but your people dared to assassinate me, so don't blame me for being cruel."

Just as he was about to chop off Xie Qing's head with a knife, a thought flashed through Yao Ying's mind.

"I know Dammaraka!"

The long knife just touched Xie Qing's neck when it suddenly stopped.

Yao Ying was delighted: Haidu Aling is indeed afraid of Tanmarajiva!

Haidu Aling's light yellow eyes swept across a strange color, turned his head, and stared at Yaoying.

Everyone in the Western Regions knew the name of Tanmarajya, but they usually respectfully addressed him as a Buddhist disciple, Master, or Dharma Master. Ordinary people only knew Tanmarajya's surname, Tanmo, but not his given name, Luoga. He only knew Tanmarajya's full name by chance.

How could the Seventh Princess, a Han Chinese woman, know Tanmarajika's full name?

Yao Ying calmed down, met Haidu A Ling's suspicious gaze, and said calmly: "Prince, have you ever thought about why the royal caravan appeared near Liangzhou?"

Haidu Aling frowned slightly.

When he learned that the eldest prince had robbed and killed Tanmaraka's caravan, he did think about this question: Why did Tanmaraka's people cross the Liusha River and appear in the Liangzhou area?

The Buddhist disciple was noble and holy. Except for a few times when he led troops into battle, he never stepped out of the Buddhist temple. He thought about it for a long time but could not figure out the reason, and he kept thinking about it in his heart.

Now that Yao Ying mentioned it, Haidu Aling immediately remembered this matter.

Haidu A Ling pretended to be flirtatious and asked, "Could it be for you?"

Yao Ying nodded: "Yes, it's for me. I just married into the Yelu tribe, and Tanmo Luojia's caravan appeared nearby. Is this a coincidence?"

Haidu Aling's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Yao Yingqiang held on without shaking, and continued to lie with his eyes open: "Not only do I know Tanmarajya, but I also have a close relationship with him. The reason why I was willing to make a deal with Li Xuanzhen was because I knew that Tanmarajya would send someone to rescue me. If you release my personal soldiers and send me to Tanmarajya, I can convince him to form an alliance with you."

Haidu A Ling smiled and said, "Why should I form an alliance with the Buddhist disciples?"

Yao Ying said calmly: "Wakhan Khan will soon sign a non-interference pact with Tanmo Luojia. When the Khan returns to the tent, how can a prince who does not have the blood of Wakhan Khan fight with other princes? Are you willing to submit to other princes?"

Haidu A Ling put away his smile, and the aura he exuded slowly subsided. He looked as if he had suppressed his anger, but his eyes flashed with a gloomy murderous intent.

Gloomy and cold.

He is in the most dangerous moment.

Yao Ying was sweating profusely. He glanced at Xie Qing and continued, "You let me go. I persuaded Tanmo Luojia to form an alliance with you. If Wakhan Khan dies, you will definitely be killed by other princes. Why don't you leave yourself a way out?"

Haidu Aling said nothing, but changed the direction of the long sword in his hand and chopped down at Yao Ying.

This woman guessed his thoughts and cannot be kept!

The Hu women screamed in fear and immediately hid away with their heads covered.

The cold light enveloped Yao Yinghun, and his body softened. He dug his fingers deep into his palms and forced himself to face Haidu Aling: "Aren't you afraid that Tanmarajya will avenge me?"

Haidu Aling stopped moving his hands.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves clattered, and several Beirong soldiers dismounted from their horses and hurried to the front of the tent: "Your Majesty, the Khan wants to sign an alliance with the Buddhist disciple!"

Haidu Aling was startled.

The soldier ran over, took out the letter, clasped his fists and said, "The Khan has already set out for Sand City. Please go with him, Your Majesty."

Haidu Aling put away his sword, took the letter, and found that what was written on it was the same as what Yao Ying had just said.

Wakhan Khan was seriously ill, and the witch doctor in his tribe said that he was probably cursed by a Buddhist. The army was in a panic, and Wakhan Khan had no choice but to decide to make peace with Tanmaragha first so that the Northern Rong and the royal court would not interfere with each other.

Of course, this is only a temporary measure. If the Northern Rong want to conquer the Western Regions, they must capture the Holy City.

But how could the princess of Wei know in advance that the two countries were going to sign an alliance?

Haidu A Ling was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He put away the letter and glanced at Yao Ying coldly: "Take her away."

Whatever peculiarities this princess may have, he would certainly find her useful.

It would be even better if she really knew Tanmaraka.

Haidu Aling hurried away with the letter.

Before the Hu woman could get close, Yao Ying finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: "Mo He Yanqi... scattered like sand and rain" is a quote from "A Record of the Western Regions of the Great Tang Dynasty"

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Having said that, I have written more than 10,000 words, but I can only write here. In order to keep updating, I will post these first. I really tried my best...