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

As the leader of the Sirius Gods this year, the Khan who has won the beauty, and the banker who has won the money, Wu Yanhe is a well-known figure in the entire grassland.

Someone in the bank had sharp eyes. When he saw Xue Ji and her companions coming over, he laughed and joked, "Hey, isn't this the little princess? Why isn't she with her lover today?"

Xue Ji rolled his eyes at him without saying anything. He looked at the glittering gold coins and said with a smile, "Haha - I'm really going to make a fortune this time."

Many people bet on Dongziming, so Wu Yanhe made a lot of money.

Those people didn't even get embarrassed when they lost the money. They just smiled and said that it was congratulations to them for the wedding money.

There is no such thing as wedding money, it is just a custom of the Dali calendar.

After hearing this several times, Xue Ji became more and more curious about what kind of place Dali was.

Wu Yanhe was finally satisfied. When he was preparing to take Xue Ji back to Luanzhou, Hui Ran, the Great Khan, who had spent his whole life in military service, rarely showed tears in his eyes.

Xueji is Huiran's only princess. The Great Khan has few children and grandchildren, and he has seen Xueji grow up since she was a child, so naturally the sadness of parting is stronger than for others.

The cause and effect that happened many years ago ended up sowing the seed of separation.

Xue Jizhong hugged the Great Khan in shock, crying and sobbing, "Grandfather! I will miss you!"

The Great Khan patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't cry, Xueji. You are already a grown-up girl... If you are not happy staying in Luanzhou, just come back. As long as your grandfather is here, he will support you."

The Great Khan was not a person who showed his emotions on his face. He knew that the thoughts of separation were like vines, which would grow again if pinched, and every strand of them would only make people more reluctant to let go.

He could only turn around neatly and waved his hand weakly, "You guys go."

Xue Ji finally embarked on the journey of leaving his hometown.

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In early spring, the white frost that had stayed on the grassland for the whole winter gradually woke up, and the grass and water plants looked lush and green.

What my grandfather said was indeed true. Wu Yanhe really managed the Luanzhou tribe very well, and he had plenty of time to spend with me every day.

After Wu Yanhe returned to the tent, he was holding a lacquered wooden box with a ribbed silk pattern in his arms. He opened the tent and saw someone still sleeping. When he asked the maid, he found out that the person had not woken up yet.

Although people feel sleepy in spring and tired in autumn... Wu Yanhe looked up at the sun which was already high in the sky and thought, even if it is spring sleepiness, I can't be this sleepy, right?

Don't fall asleep...

Wu Yanhe lifted the quilt on one side of her and called her softly, "Xueji, wake up——"

She had a thin layer of sweat on her face, and her face was actually a little red. She was suddenly called by Wu Yanhe, and she woke up immediately. She looked at the man in front of her, and her eyes were almost focused...

"what happened?"

Xue Ji was breathing heavily, and felt the sticky sweat on her back. She sat up on someone's arm and said, "I... just had a nightmare."

It turned out that I was haunted by the dream, no wonder I couldn't wake up today.

Without waiting for Wu Yanhe to speak, the woman curled her lips and lay in his arms, crying breathlessly.

"What's wrong?" He could only ask patiently, patting her back gently with one hand and signaling to her maid. Gu Le tactfully withdrew and busied himself with boiling water.

"I... I just dreamed about my grandfather." The extremely terrifying memory in the dream came back again, robbing her of all her senses and perceptions. The huge fear held her in it, unable to relax for a long time. "I dreamed that my grandfather left me forever..."

In the dream, there was a ferocious bird of prey, hovering around his grandfather's body from far away and then getting closer. Xue Ji lay on one side, crying bitterly. In the Huiran tribe, there was only his grandfather, only his grandfather.

Wu Yanhe sighed and patted her shoulder. "Dreams are always the opposite. Didn't you just send a letter yesterday? I believe it will be delivered to the Khan soon. The Khan is in good health and will be fine..."

The beating of her heart slowly returned to normal. Xue Ji raised her head and looked at the small piece of clothes on his frosty arm that was wet by her. She was suddenly at a loss, "I'm sorry..."

Wu Yanhe chuckled, "Your tears almost drowned me."

He teased her, and Xue Ji blushed. Gu Le happened to come in with a copper basin, "Khan, Yu Shi, are you going to prepare lunch?"

Wu Yanhe nodded, whispered a few words, and turned to leave. Gu Le stayed in the big tent and helped Xue Ji dress.

Although it is spring, Luanzhou in the north is still very cold. If you are inside the tent, you need to wear a cloak if you go out.

Xue Ji just saw that Wu Yanhe was not wearing a cloak when he went out, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried. She took out the dark gilded cloak from the big tent and said, "Gu Le, go and give it to the Khan quickly. The weather is so cold, don't be careless and catch a cold."

Gu Le smiled and retreated.

Xue Ji washed her face and saw a small and exquisite spiral lacquered wooden box in front of the bronze mirror. It must have been dropped by Wu Yanhe when he came over just now. Xue Ji held the box and thought that such an exquisite little box should be something used by girls. Thinking of this, Xue Ji opened it and took a look.

What caught my eye was an exceptionally delicate silver hairpin, with two slightly sharp parts that were extremely well-made, and a flower head inlaid with gold and jade in the front, with two thin and fragmented silver tassels hanging down, which looked truly magnificent.

Since this hairpin fell into her hands, I guess it was given to her.

Xue Ji happily held the hairpin on her head and tried to manipulate it. Such a delicate object didn't look like something from the grassland.

After Gu Le delivered the cloak, he came back and saw his master gesturing in front of the bronze mirror. When he got closer, he saw the exquisite silver hairpin in her hand.

"Yu, this hairpin is really beautiful. Could it be that it is the legendary item that belonged to women in the Dali Dynasty?"

Xue Ji's eyes lit up slightly, and she said, "It must be. Wu Yanhe mentioned before that things from the Dali Dynasty were like dreams and ingenuity. It seems to be true."

Gu Le took the hairpin, chose a suitable position on Xue Ji's jet-black hair, and gently put it on. "Looking at it this way, Yu Shi makes this hairpin even more exquisite."

"Just your sweet mouth."

Wu Yanhe only needed to go back to the tent, and when he came back, Xue Ji had already packed everything neatly. The silver hairpin on her head was very beautiful.

"Well... this hairpin suits you very well." Wu Yanhe sat down, and the servants in the tent were bringing today's lunch one after another.

Xue Ji touched the object on her head. The two silver tassels hung down and touched each other, making a jingling sound. "Where did you get this object?"

"I had previously ordered the caravan going to Dali to bring it back specially."