A poor peasant girl: Farming with a baby and abusing her husband

"You...you think I'm coming down!"

After the woman calmed down, she realized that she was being held breathlessly by the handsome man in front of her.

"Miss, you were fascinated by me just now. I thought you hadn't seen enough."

Liu Zhuo said jokingly and let go.

"Ah! Ouch, you...how could you do this!"

When Liu Zhuo let go, the woman fell directly to the ground, causing her to grin and scream.

Several female followers also flew out of the random forest and shouted:

"Princess, are you okay?"

Both sides showed their weapons and refused to be outdone.

When Liu Zhuo heard the other attendant calling the female princess, he waved his hand and asked his men to put away their sabers.

He had a vague guess.

The leader of the Tarra Kingdom has a sister named Masu. Everyone calls her Princess Masu. She is twenty-eight years old. She is beautiful and beautiful. She is favored by the leader, but she is also arrogant and arrogant.

Liu Zhuo humbly apologized to Masu: "I have offended you so much. Please put the important affairs of the two countries first and don't embarrass us here."

The princess just snorted softly. She originally wanted to give these Han people a show of strength, but she never expected to meet this handsome young man.

She had lived in the grassland desert since she was a child, and had seen too many savages and roughness of Tarra men. Today, I was attracted by this elegant and funny white-faced man.

Not far away, the sound of horse hoofbeats came. It turned out to be a group of soldiers sent by Buji, the leader of Tartar.

"Princess Princess, we are ordered by the king to take you back."

The leading Tartar man knelt down in front of Masu.

"Okay, okay, it's really annoying. It's not fun at all. Can you let me have some more fun every day? And, you just hugged me like this, and I won't finish it for you! I want my brother to take care of me." I’ll sign tricks with you so that you can’t eat and walk around!”

Masu gouged out Liu Zhuo and said viciously.

Liu Zhuo smiled back at this young girl:

"If I have offended the princess in any way, please forgive me. I believe that King Buji will distinguish between public and private matters."

Masu gallantly mounted a horse brought by his entourage and disappeared out of the jungle at lightning speed.

It was just noon when Liu Zhuo's team arrived at Tarla's camp.

Buji, surrounded by a group of guards, walked out of the tent to welcome Liu Zhuo's arrival.

"Greetings to King Buji, I have come here on my behalf as a pilgrim to offer some thoughts for the people on both sides to live and work in peace and contentment."

Liu Zhuo is neither humble nor arrogant, and he speaks clearly.

Although Buji doesn't speak Chinese, he can probably understand what Liu Zhuo means.

When he saw the rice, tea, porcelain and ironware brought by Liu Zhuo's team, he couldn't help but have an expression of envy and admiration on his face.

In Liu Zhuo's view, Buji is not much different from the Tartar men on the grassland in appearance and body. He has a beard and a rough face with the vicissitudes of life blown by the wind and sand.

But his eyes revealed greedy ambition and ambition, and one could see at a glance that he was different from ordinary people in his ferocity.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ambassador. It is an honor for our Tarla tribe that you have traveled thousands of miles to come to this country. Come on, I have made arrangements for the tribe people to welcome you with the warmest ceremony!"

Buji's powerful voice aroused the passion of the tribesmen, and immediately the attendants and servants below began to be busy on the grassland.

Master Xu couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw this posture, but Liu Zhuo whispered: "Don't act rashly, I believe he wouldn't dare to do anything outrageous in full view of the public!"

Liu Zhuo turned his head to meet Buji's sinister eyes and responded with a gentle smile:

"Then let your Majesty worry about it, we will just do as the Romans do!"

Buji thought that the ambassador sent by the Han people was indeed different. He was not afraid of danger, had a graceful demeanor, spoke neither humble nor arrogant, and was not a showman.

The etiquette for welcoming guests on the grassland is nothing more than making beef and mutton over a bonfire, drinking heavily, and eating meat.

The more noble generals on the ambassador's side took their seats with Liu Zhuo.

Just as Tarra's attendants were serving wine and meat, a familiar voice sounded not far away.

"Brother, you have to treat this ambassador well. His skills are amazing. Sister, I almost got eaten by him!"

When Buji heard what the woman said, he immediately looked at Liu Zhuo angrily.

Liu Zhuo also followed the news.

"It turns out to be her, Princess Masu, Buji's sister!"

I saw that she had put on the clothes of the Tarra people, dressed in ethnic style, and her plump oval face had a pair of smart red and phoenix eyes that kept glancing towards Liu Zhuo.

"The princess is laughing. I have offended the princess a lot because of some misunderstandings before. I also asked the princess not to remember the villain's fault. Liu Zhuo is deeply sorry."

Buji saw this and asked, "Do you know each other?"

The attendant next to him immediately came forward and whispered in the king's ear for a while.

Buji's face suddenly turned from gloomy to sunny. He pretended to be angry and said:

"Masu, don't be unreasonable. Why don't you apologize to the ambassador for being unreasonable today?"

Ma Su thought that her brother, who had always loved her, would always favor her, but unexpectedly, she was knocked down by Liu Zhuo in front of her.

She couldn't help but get angry again:

"Brother, it's obvious that he is the one bullying me. I won't listen if I don't listen!"

Masu pursed her red lips, suddenly feeling childish.

Liu Zhuo immediately picked up the koumiss on the table and stood up and walked towards Masu:

"This is all a misunderstanding. I was indeed reckless towards the princess before. I came to Guibao Land just to be friendly. Please don't take it to heart."

Liu Zhuo was naturally handsome, and his deep eyes staring at Masu made her tremble, and her face turned red unconsciously. Since childhood, I have been surrounded by such rough prairie men. It is rare to meet a pink-faced scholar who is so elegant and gentle.

She herself felt that she was being too provocative, but she refused to be outdone:

"Okay, I see that you are gentle and polite, but I don't know how drunk you are. Then I will punish you to drink five glasses of wine and our grudge will be wiped out!"

Mr. Xu, who was standing next to him, immediately retorted: "The princess seems to be forcing things on others. This is not the ambassador's fault and should not be borne by him at all."

Masu: "This princess has always been right, and to be able to enjoy my wine is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes. What is your background, and it is your turn to remind me?"

Liu Zhuo signaled Mr. Xu to stop meddling in this matter.

Although he looked gentle and elegant, he looked like a scholar. When it comes to drinking, no one in the Liu family has been his rival since childhood.

He asked the waiter to bring a large jug of kumiss to his small square table.

"King Buji, I apologize for the misunderstanding between the princess and I with wine. I hope this fine wine from Tartar can bring peace between our two countries."

Buji nodded slightly. He didn't expect Liu Zhuo to be unafraid in the face of danger and handle this problem with neither humility nor arrogance.

Liu Zhuo picked up the wine, greeted Masu, and drank five glasses in one go.

Masu didn't expect that the handsome man in front of him was so magnanimous, so he drank three glasses of wine in return.