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Weng Guimi made a sudden move and grabbed her sleeve, "Your Highness, don't chase after her, Mo Yan is just here to save her."

Jieyou trembled, turned her head in shock, and fixedly looked at Weng Guimi with tears in her eyes, "He...can save him?"

Weng Guimi nodded and said: "Wusun alone can detoxify the poison of Mieba's poisonous snake, but..." After speaking, Weng Guimi sighed, "If Her Royal Highness meets Kunmi with such a face, I'm afraid it won't matter. Mo Yan saved her, but Kun Mi can't spare her either."

"What do you mean?" Jieyou raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and brushed away Weng Guimi's hand.

Weng Guimi said: "Today is Kunmi's great joy, how can the princess cry for a personal maid?"

"She... is not just my personal maid, if there is no her today, I am afraid that it will be Bengong!" Jieyou said in a sad voice, "Could it be that Bengong can't even cry for his benefactor?"

Weng Guimi's face was ashen, and he said word by word: "Princess, please be careful, in Wusun, Kunmi is the biggest."

"You..." How could Jieyou not understand this truth, but now that her elder sister is still alive and dead, how can she marry into Wusun with a smile on her face? She can't do it, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand can't do it!

Looking at the clear eyes that were now flushed with tears, Weng Guimi felt a pain in his heart, and waved his hand to signal the other maids to step back.

The maids looked around, afraid that if they stepped back, the princess would be wronged.

Weng Guimi coldly glanced at the silent maids, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, this is Wusun's territory. As I said just now, Kunmi is the biggest here. How could I bully Kunmi's women?" ?"

The maids thought about it, and felt that Weng Guimi's words made sense, so they could only bow their heads and retreat.

Jieyou was confused and frightened, grabbed his collar and took a step back, staring at Weng Guimi with tears in his eyes, "What exactly do you want?"

Weng Guimi looked at Jieyou fixedly, a glint of haze flashed in his deep eyes, "I just want to make a promise with the princess."

Jieyou was taken aback, "I just want Shi to come back safely!"

Weng Guimi clenched his fists secretly, "Could it be that the princess even gave up her life for a little maid?"

Jieyou smiled sadly and shook her head, "If there is something to do, I'm still alive..." Jieyou held back what she wanted to say, she found anger in Weng Guimi's eyes, if she was not cautious in her words and deeds, she might be considered as Mo Yan. After rescuing Sister Yu, Sister Yu will not have a good life in Wusun in the future.

"And what?"

"What agreement do you want to make with Bengong?" Jieyou gasped for several breaths, changed the subject with difficulty, and said inwardly, "Sister Yu is not here, I have to learn to protect myself and protect you too, Sister Yu."

Weng Guimi's eyes flashed, and he was quite surprised, "I can guarantee that the princess can rest in peace tonight, and the princess will marry Kunmi with a smile today?"

"You..." Jieyou couldn't believe what he had heard. This agreement is all for his own benefit. Why did Weng Guimi make such an agreement with her?

Weng Guimi said indifferently: "If the princess thinks it's not enough, then add another one, I guarantee that Feng Shi will come back safely, are you willing to marry Wusun with a smile?"

"Wish!" Jieyou said immediately, and quickly wiped the tears from his face to calm down his flustered heart.

"That's enough. Your Royal Highness is so nice to dress up. I'll leave now." Weng Guimi twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, then turned and walked towards the big tent.

"You... why did you help me?" After all, Jieyou couldn't help asking.

Weng Guimi stopped and turned around, his burning eyes lingered greedily on Jieyou, "Marrying Wusun should be your happiness, marrying Kunmi should not be your fear." After finishing speaking , Weng Guimi took a piece of bamboo slips out of the breastplate and put them on the dressing table, "Sometimes, it seems that there is no way, but it is the way. The princess is smart, you should understand what I mean?"

Jieyou was confused when he heard it, but when he saw the inscription on the bamboo slips clearly, he seemed to understand seven points, "You...will be back, won't you?"

Weng Guimi smiled faintly, turned his face away, lifted the curtain and walked out of the big tent, and said firmly in his heart: "You should be Wusun's woman, and you should also be my Weng Guimi's woman! No one can hurt you, left Madam can't, and neither can Kunmi!"

"Sister Yu..." Jieyou turned his head, looked at the faint blood in the tub, and pulled his heart hard, the pain piercing through his heart.She sat down on the ground weakly, with her arms tightly hugging her knees, only to feel that the vision in front of her was blurred again, and she could only hear her muttering to herself, "I...will really grow up...will really be strong... Qiang..."

Jieyou turned her head to look at the bronze mirror on one side, thinking that Feng Shi combed her hair before, and now she was the only one left to fight back, and felt a sore heart at that moment, and tears welled up again.

"Don't cry...don't cry...don't cry..." Jieyou raised his hand to wipe away his tears, sucked his nose and stood up, walked slowly to the bronze mirror, sat down, looked at himself in the bronze mirror with red eyes, With a shy qiáng smile, "I can laugh...it can be done...sister Yu...I can definitely do it...as long as I do it...you can come back...you can come back safely It's..."

Chapter 4. Wedding

Wusun Xiadu, Turks Grassland.

The mountains are clear, the sky is clear blue, and the endless green grass swaying in the wind.

Among the greenery, more than a dozen large tents are toweringly located. This is the camp of Wusun Kunmi, and it is also the palace where Jun Xumi married Princess Jieyou of the Han family.

Wusun's civil and military officials greeted each other in their best attires, looking from time to time at the approaching carriage from a distance, discussing in a low voice whether the married princess of the Han family is still as delicate and slim as Princess Xijun?

Kunmi Junxu Mi stood in front of all the civil and military officials, pacing back and forth, his eyes filled with anticipation, his copper-skinned forehead was covered with fine sweat, he laughed and wiped his forehead Xihan joked to himself in Wusun dialect: "Ben Kunmi has never been so nervous, hahaha."

I saw his big copper bell-like eyes bent into crescent moons with a smile, and Jun Xumi stood with his hands behind his back, domineering and mighty, like an eagle on the grassland.

"Kunmi's big wedding today is Wusun's great joy, so there is no need for Kunmi to be nervous." Dalu stepped forward to bow and salute, with his fists on his chest, "Kunmi will surely grow old with the princess of the Han family forever."

"Weng Guimi personally chose for Ben Kunmi, it must be a wonderful princess of the Han family!" Jun Xumi laughed loudly, and patted Da Lu's shoulder heavily, "You have a capable son, Ben Kunmi has A reliable brother!"

Da Lu was flattered and smiled and said: "Kun Mi is too good!"

"Hahaha..." Jun Xumi laughed loudly again, when he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Xiongnu Zuo sitting in front of the tent with a livid face from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help restraining himself a little.

Mrs. Zuo Xiongnu saw the change of Jun Xumi, she smiled coldly, glanced at other places with a pair of single phoenix eyes, and said something in the words of the Huns, "boring..." Her eyes sank, and what was hidden deep in her eyes was cold Killing intent.

"Tata! Tata! Tata!..."

In the distance, Weng Guimi rode alone and rode his horse first, and when he was ten steps away from Jun Xumi, he flew off the horse, put his fist on his heart, and saluted Jun Xumi sincerely, "Kun Mi, the princess of the Han family is safe and sound. Sent, I wish Kunmi and Princess Jieyou a happy marriage for a hundred years, and happiness."

"Hahaha, reward!" Jun Xumi was overjoyed, and patted Weng Guimi's generous shoulder heavily, "Thank you for making this trip for Ben Kunmi!"

"For the sake of Kunmi, for the peace of Wusun and the big man, this is what Weng Guimi should do!" Weng Guimi said with a smile, and subconsciously glanced at Mrs. Zuo.