The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

Xue Ji threw away the branch in her hand, thinking that Huairou was bullying her. He knew that she was not good at fighting, but he still forced her to do so. How could this not be bullying?

Just as she was about to speak, Xue Ji suddenly felt a figure pressing down from behind. She turned her head and saw that the person standing with his hands behind his back and looking at her with long eyes, who else could it be but Wu Yanhe?

As if he had suddenly found a supporter, Xue Ji grinned.

"How did you come?"

He looked up, but didn't answer her. He just looked at the woman opposite him with a sharp gaze, and smiled, "Princess Huairou, since you want to compete, why not compete with me?"

Everyone in the Luanzhou tribe has seen his abilities. He has no chance of winning when facing six people alone. Isn't it just humiliating himself to let her compete alone?

Thinking this in his heart, Huairou naturally said it out loud.

Wu Yanhe lowered his eyes and looked at the others, "Since Princess Huairou knew that she was asking for humiliation, why did she insist on competing with the princess?"

A wise man does not speak secretly.

His meaning was clearly that she wanted to embarrass Xue Ji on purpose. Indeed, that was what she thought.

The most favored princess of the Urhela tribe was now being humiliated by a foreigner. Princess Huairou angrily glared at the man and woman in front of her and threatened, "Xueji, since you and I are sisters, what's wrong with a competition between sisters? Now not only did you refuse the competition, but you even turned your elbow outward and sided with a man from a foreign tribe?!"

Xue Ji snorted, "He is not an outsider!"

"Okay, he's not a stranger. Wait until he leaves and then I'll see who will still be on your side!" Huairou said this and left with a flick of his sleeves.

From time to time, the sound of matches crackling could be heard and there was a lot of noise all around, but Xue Ji seemed not to hear anything and just kept fiddling with the campfire in front of him.

Huairou was right. Wuyanhe's visit to Huiran was only temporary. After all, he was the new Khan of Luanzhou tribe and it was impossible for him to ignore Luanzhou tribe.

From now on, apart from her grandfather, no one will be so supportive of her...

The bonfire that was originally blazing and bright in front of him now seemed to be blurred in his pupils. He could not see anything clearly except the flames.

Wu Yanhe squatted down, looked into her misty eyes, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Xue Ji turned her head away, her tone still a little stubborn, "Who's crying?!"

Anyone can cry, but she will never cry.

Wu Yanhe sat cross-legged beside her, supporting his head with one hand. It was said that the Huiran tribe had a little princess who was loved by everyone. Now it seemed that this was biased. Not everyone loved her... He had only been in the Huiran tribe for a few days, and he could probably see it clearly.

The nomadic people on the grassland have always worshipped the wolf god of the grassland. Whether it is the Luanzhou tribe or the Huiran tribe, it is a world where the strong are respected.

Xueji was born with a deficiency and was weaker than the average person. She was destined to be excluded on the grassland, but Xueji was born into a very noble family.

Her grandfather was the Khan of the Huiran tribe. She was the princess held in the palm of the hand of the entire tribe. In the final analysis, it was just that her grandfather loved her more.

And if one day, the old Khan goes to the Sirius God, what will happen to the weak little princess?

Xue Ji had no idea what Wu Yanhe was thinking. She just kept poking the frozen ice on the ground with the branch in her hand.

"Isn't it just a competition? Who's afraid of who? Starting tomorrow, I will get up early and practice martial arts, horse riding and archery. If I do this day after day, I will be able to beat her, right?"

The corners of her eyes were red as she turned her head to look at him.

Wu Yanhe nodded almost subconsciously, "Yes, persistence is the most important thing for a martial artist."

I'm afraid she won't be able to get up tomorrow...

Wu Yanhe took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, pinched it between two fingers, and handed it to her. "You must have hurt your thigh while riding today. This is the medicine for the wound."

Logically speaking, people from the grassland wouldn't apply medicine just because of the pain from riding a horse. Xue Ji was about to retort when she suddenly moved her legs. She felt a sharp pain in the inner thigh, which startled her and she gasped.

It really hurts...

Reaching out to take his medicine, Xue Ji's eyes filled with tears, "I don't want to ride a horse again..."

Wearing such thick clothes in winter can actually rub her legs. If this gets out, she will probably be laughed at by those people again.

A grill had been set up near a campfire near the king's tent, and on it was a whole lamb being roasted. The aroma could be smelled throughout the grassland.

Xue Ji pulled the man up and said, "Let's go find our grandfather."

Wu Yanhe followed the strength of her hand and stood up. When the big man stood up, he was a head taller than her.

"grandfather!"

An old man who was sitting near the campfire, his face rosy in the firelight, looked at them. Through a few people, he saw the girl with a bright smile on her face and the man with a calm face walking behind the girl.

He smiled and waved to them, "Xueji, come to grandpa."

The other princes and nobles stood on both sides, watching Huiran Khan's unbiased love for Xue Ji. Although they felt bitter in their hearts, they could only watch. After all, it was no secret that Huiran Khan loved Xue Ji.

Maybe he felt sorry for her because she lost her parents at a young age, or maybe he felt sorry for her because she had been in poor health since childhood. Even after keeping her by his side for so many years, she was still a waste.

The other princes, for the sake of Huiran Khan, were polite to Xueji on the surface, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that they still despised her in their hearts. The source of their respect was simply because of her status. When Huiran welcomed a new Khan, no one would care about a useless princess.

Others understood it, and Wu Yanhe understood it too.

No one is willing to truly submit to the weak.

Wu Yanhe followed Xue Ji closely, and when Hui Ran's Khan saw the gift on the grassland, he turned around and was about to leave.

The next moment, the old man's eyes fell on his broad back, "You should stay too."

Xue Ji found a cushion and placed it next to herself, then quietly waved to him, "Wu Yanhe..." She called him softly. Wu Yanhe turned around and sat next to her.

What it means is self-evident.

A Khan of Luanzhou tribe should have sat below Huiran Khan, so why did he sit next to Xueji?

Perhaps everyone is aware of this problem except Xue Ji himself.

The roasted lamb was ready, and someone came forward with a sharp dagger to cut the meat. The fresh and fragrant lamb was sizzling and oily, and the first plate was presented to Huiran Khan.

"The Khan of Luanzhou has come to Huiran in person. His sincerity is very obvious. This Khan has seen it all. Come and have a taste—"