If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

In May of the twenty-sixth year of Haoyue, Princess Liu Meixiang offered sacrifices to heaven and earth and informed her ancestors, and officially succeeded to the position of the Holy Maiden of the Linguo Tribal Alliance.

Afterwards, after drinking the celebratory wine, Meixiang came down from the altar and quickly changed back into her casual clothes without even bothering to eat. At the same time, led by Fat Tiger and Little Fat, a group of wolves, tigers and other larger animals lined up to come down the mountain and arrived in front of the Saint's Temple.

Chen San, Liu Xiaomei and others were busy putting the backpacks they had worked overtime on for the past few days on the animals and securing them firmly on their backs with thin vines. With the two little ones present and the experience of being carried by wild wolves, Xiao San, Liu Xiaomei and Xiao Nuo were no longer afraid of these wild beasts.

But ordinary people in the tribe did not have such good psychological quality. Seeing this situation, let alone going forward to help, it was already good enough that they did not wet their pants. The adults hugged their children in their arms and covered their mouths tightly, fearing that a little carelessness would alarm these beasts and make them crazy.

Even the well-informed tribal leaders such as the great elders were standing still, not daring to move. They had never seen a wild beast stop hurting people and willing to be used like a donkey or a horse.

Although the number is large, the actions are orderly.

Half a cup of tea later, when Meixiang and Situ Yidong returned to everyone's sight again, they looked the same as when they came, wearing moonlight white dresses and azure blue cloaks.

Situ Yidong was wearing a blue coat of the same color and stood beside Meixiang. They had the same outstanding looks and the same cool temperament. They were a perfect match. Especially the red plum petal between her eyebrows was particularly eye-catching.

"Saint, are we about to set off for the return journey?" The elder took two steps forward and glanced at Fat Tiger and Little Fat who were standing beside them. In the end, he did not move too far forward and stopped just ten feet away from Meixiang.

"Yes, let's say goodbye now. If there is an emergency, you can take this imperial edict to the Liuzhou government office to find Master Ou." Meixiang gave detailed instructions, and as she spoke, the mistress behind her handed a piece of letter to the elder with both hands.

He took it and looked at it, it was a handwritten letter from Meixiang, with the bright red seal of Princess Haoyue on the signature. It made the elder's eyes red, and he felt that the light paper in his hand was as heavy as gold.

Meixiang said nothing more, waved to the people standing in the square, and sat on the back of Fat Tiger, who had already leaned over. Situ Yidong sat on Little Fat, and the others also sat on Wild Wolf, rushing towards the direction of Hutou Mountain.

The herd of animals that had been waiting on the back mountain howled to welcome Meixiang and her group, just like a group of people lining up to welcome their king, the sounds of which continued one after another.

The group quickly disappeared from the sight of everyone in the tribe, just as they had suddenly appeared that day. The more than one month they had spent together was like a gorgeous dream, so beautiful that people didn't want to wake up again.

Only the swaying bushes told everyone that someone had just passed by.

A day later, Captain Liu and his wife also left the tribe with Soma and returned to the military camp of Haoyue Yuanzhou Prefecture.

Although Soma's mental faculties remained at the age of seven, he was able to save his life and reunite his family, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

In the following years, whenever Haoyue made a breakthrough in medicine, doctors would come to Captain Liu's house, such as Mr. Dou or Doctor Wang.

When Soma was nearly 20 years old, his mind had recovered and he was almost the same as a normal person, but he had forgotten the memories in the tribe. Captain Liu and his wife were grateful for Meixiang and Situ Yidong's kindness, and since then they left a will, and their descendants would guard the Haoyue Border for generations.

At the morning court session that day, the armistice agreement signed by Situ Yixu and the tribe was delivered to the hall at full speed.

"Report, a great victory was won in Liuzhou Prefecture, and the tribe submitted a letter of surrender." The messenger was invited into the hall and handed the letter to the eunuch in front of all the court officials.

"Good, good, good!" The emperor said "good" three times in a row, holding the letter of surrender in his hand.

Although they were mentally prepared for this, things on the battlefield change rapidly, and everything is still unknown before getting an agreement.

Especially when he saw the amount of tribal compensation, the emperor's eyebrows twitched. They had already known that Meixiang had become the tribal saint. In order not to embarrass her, the letter from the capital did not give any specific requirements regarding post-war compensation. This left Situ Yixu and Meixiang with a lot of room for maneuver.

But now seeing these terms, it is clear that the two did not show mercy to the tribe. Two million taels of silver, this amount is the national treasury income for five years of Haoyue.

In this war, both parties signed a Hundred Years of Friendship Agreement. Haoyue not only trained soldiers but also received a large sum of silver, which was really a good deal.

The court officials who reacted immediately burst into congratulations.

Only the Second Prince, who was standing at the front, had a changing expression on his face and was sweating profusely.

The emperor glanced at him indifferently, snorted coldly, and turned his head away. Brothers turned against each other, and he understood the reasoning of brother Xiao Qiang. The small countries around the Haoyue Dynasty were eyeing them covetously and provoking them from time to time. After a hundred years of war, the people also needed to recuperate and could not afford another war, so they tolerated him and his younger brother many times.

In the imperial study, the eight leaders of the four great families of Haoyue gathered together again, looking at the contract placed on the table, all with smiles on their faces.

"Good, good, good!" Wang Huang, who never showed his joy on his face, couldn't help but applaud.

"Now, those small countries around here will have to behave themselves for a while." The old patriarch Situ replied with a smile.

"As the saint of the tribe, there will be no more friction between the two countries, at least as long as Xiang is alive." Old Patriarch Chu followed closely behind.

The old master Feng's eyes flickered. Now that the external threat has been resolved, it probably won't be long before those people in the court can't help but jump out again.

Alas, it would be nice if Xiang'er was a boy, Patriarch Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. But soon, this thought in his mind disappeared completely and no longer existed.

"Speaking of this, I've been really worried these days that they wouldn't let her go. After all, a girl as outstanding as Xiang is hard to come by in a thousand years, and no one would let her go once they catch her." Old Patriarch Chu thought of what was mentioned in the last letter he received from his eldest grandson Chu Zeming.

Meixiang was careful and measured in her work. She asked Liuzhou Prefecture for help, but it was only some harmless vegetable seeds, and asked to find some skilled carpenters to help build the house. Things like food and herbs, which are related to the fundamental needs of the people, were not mentioned at all.

The work was done in a way that left neither side with anything to say, and made these old guys who were far away in the capital feel comfortable and proud.

"Hey, Wang Huang, can Xiang Yatou and her daughter come back now?"