Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

Outside the tent, Chabal was waiting impatiently, looking anxious, and kept pacing back and forth.

"Grandma, you've become a prisoner and you still act like a princess!" Chabal couldn't help complaining as he looked at the other party's beautiful figure reflected on the tent.

As early as the first day they came to the camp, King Khan imprisoned them.

The maids who served beside him were rewarded by the Khan to his subordinates to reward the soldiers.

Unexpectedly, the little lady was impatient and could not bear the humiliation. Her white neck directly hit the scimitar in the soldier's hand, and blood spattered on the spot.

After that, Changning had no one to serve him.

"General, you've been waiting for a long time." Just as Chabal sighed, Changning's voice sounded behind him.

Upon hearing the sound, Chabal turned around and saw the person coming.

Breathing became difficult for a moment.

The woman in front of her was wearing a pure red palace dress, which was embroidered with gold thread. It was different from what Chabal had seen before. The princess's dress was embroidered with a golden dragon spreading its wings and about to fly.

The body of the dragon is strong and winding, and its horns are lifelike.

The dragon's eyes are dotted with two huge pearls, and the dragon's claws are extremely sharp with a cold light.

Coupled with the incomparable face of the woman in front of him, she is truly magnificent.

"Princess please!" Deeply shocked by Ji Wuhen's aura, Chabal took a deep breath and bent down unconsciously.

"Thank you, General." Ji Wuhen nodded slightly towards him, raised his chin slightly, and walked past Chabal.

Behind him, Chabal closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the fragrance of the princess, and lifted his heels.

In the tent, the old King Khan was sitting on a tiger-skin chair, his hawk-like eyes glowing with cold light, and his arrow-like gaze constantly scanning the crowd.

Following his gaze, everyone present fell silent.

Suddenly, the thick felt curtain was opened by a slender and innocent hand, and a woman wearing a white skirt walked in.

Facing everyone's scrutinizing gaze, Lin Zhixi slowly walked up to King Khan and said, "King, it's time to drink medicine."

Taking the decoction from the slave girl and passing it to King Khan's lips, Lin Zhixi had a slight smile in her eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work." He raised his head and finished the drink, with a rare smile on King Khan's face.

After drinking the medicine, King Khan ordered people to arrange for Lin Zhixi to take a seat.

In the crowd, Fu Minghe looked at Lin Zhixi, his eyes darkening.

After disappearing for three days, this woman appeared here.

Seeing the gentle and affectionate way King Khan treated her, Fu Minghe couldn't help but sigh that Lin Zhixi was not simple.

Time passed by minute by second, and the princess was not seen for a long time. King Khan, who was sitting in the seat, felt a little impatient.

"What are they doing?" Behind Fu Minghe, Shen Qing quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice.

Looking at the eager eyes around him, his legs couldn't help but feel weak.

Facing the inquiry, Fu Minghe had no response and silently pulled back his clothes.

Seeing this, Shen Qing became even more panicked and raised his hand to grab his arm. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached halfway, there was a sound at the door.

"Report to King Khan and bring it to Princess Yu."

With Chabal's loud shout, the thick curtain was opened again, and a fiery red figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Is this the princess we're getting married to? She's so beautiful!"

"I'm afraid this princess is a fairy!"

"With such a beauty, would King Khan be willing to give it to that reckless man from Chabal?"

Accompanied by bursts of breathing, Ji Wuhen slowly walked up to King Khan, her eyebrows raised slightly, her fair and smooth chin slightly raised, "Chang Ning has met King Khan!"

"When the princess first came to our place, we didn't understand that it takes three kowtows and nine bows to pay homage to the Khan!" Seeing this, the subordinate standing next to the Khan reminded him in a deep voice.

She was very dissatisfied with the arrogant attitude of this beautiful princess.

"Never mind, I am meeting the King of Khan. The King of Khan has not spoken yet. It is your turn to teach me!" Looking sideways at the person who spoke, Ji Wuhen's eyes were filled with a cold light.

"Okay, princess, calm down. They are used to being wild, so they are so arrogant. I hope the princess will forgive me." He raised his hand to stop his subordinates who were about to speak out, and the old Khan King said with a smile.

"I have been suffering from the cold recently and I have neglected the princess. Please forgive me." With his eyes, he signaled his subordinates to bring tables and chairs for the princess to sit down. King Khan crossed his hands and clapped twice.

In an instant, the melodious sound of silk and bamboo wind music sounded in the tent.

The servants set tables, wine, dishes, and fruits in front of each guest.

After everything was ready, the old King Khan knocked on the table and raised his wine glass to Ji Wuhen, "The princess has come a long way and has been neglectful. Today, I have just recovered from a serious illness, so I specially set up this banquet to welcome the princess."

"King Khan, you're welcome." Holding the wine glass and saluting King Khan, Ji Wuhen raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"Welcome princess!!!" Seeing King Khan like this, everyone started to greet him.

Let’s raise our glasses together to toast Ji Wuhen.

Faced with such enthusiasm, Ji Wuhen raised his lips and smiled. Ruyu's fingers picked up the corner of the wine glass and brought it to Ying's lips, taking a sip.

Immediately afterwards, King Khan gave an order and announced that the banquet was open.

Everyone moved their chopsticks, and the slave girl who had been prepared outside the tent walked in. She was dressed in cool clothes and twisted her slender waist to the music.

"Haha, I've long heard that Princess Changning is unparalleled in beauty. Today's sight is indeed extraordinary. King Khan is really blessed with beauty!" After three rounds of drinking, Tam next to the second prince stood up with a wine glass in his hand and walked over. Ji Wuhen stood in front of him.

Looking at the stunning beauty in front of him, Tam's eyes couldn't stop being amazed and he was smacking his tongue.

"I am the staff general under the second prince. I would like to offer a special toast to the princess. I hope that Dayu and my Hu clan will forever be united in the good relationship between Qin and Jin. I also ask the princess to reward me!" Nodding with a smile, Tam bent down to salute Ji Wuhen. , raised his hand to raise the wine glass above his head.

His attitude was extremely humble, but his eyes looked straight at her, full of contempt.

"I'm not feeling well, so I shouldn't drink too much. The general kindly agreed." Bowing slightly to Tam, Ji Wuhen's eyes fell gently on him, and her curled eyelashes drooped, covering the emotions in her eyes.

"Princess, do you mean not to give Tam this face?" Tam, who didn't expect that she would be rejected, said in surprise, with cruelty flashing across her face.

"What? General Tam can't understand people?" Faced with the question, Ji Wuhen didn't care and leaned back on the chair with a lazy posture.

"Princess, I'm afraid I don't understand your situation. You Dayu was defeated, and you are just our trophy." A soft snort came out of his nose, and Tam sneered again and again, and threw the wine glass to the ground.

The brass wine glass fell to the ground and rolled around several times before stopping in front of Shen Qing's table.

Looking at the wine glass shaking on the ground, Shen Qing's body was shaking uncontrollably.

Following Tam's words, the originally noisy tent fell into silence again.

"You took the initiative to seek peace, so we were merciful and let you go. Now you are not even willing to drink a glass of wine. Where has the face of our Hu tribe been put?" Glancing at Shen Qing's cowering body, Tam smiled sarcastically.

He walked aside and picked up the wine jar on the table and placed it in front of Ji Wuhen.

"Since Dayu is asking for peace, he must show sincerity."