The villain is far from my CP!

"Let's make a bet, we will all swallow the nightmare and see who is lying!"

Conquer the nightmare? !

Poison Master's only intact left hand couldn't help but twitch.

He studied poison when he was young, and once saw his master test poison on the captives of Northern Turks.

The prisoner was also very hard, and he didn't say a word without a piece of good flesh on his body, but after being given a nightmare...

The poison master shuddered violently.

He doesn't want to swallow something like a nightmare!

"Respected King Khan," he turned to Khan, bowed deeply, and said reverently, "People in the Central Plains are vicious and cunning. In fact, he can prove the truth of this nightmare by swallowing it alone, but he wants to drag me into the water too. It can be seen He has a vicious heart, and I beg Khan not to be deceived by him!"

However, there was a long silence in the tent.

Only the young man gasped slightly because of the severe pain of the wound.

Qi Changting's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

Of course Khan would not agree.

He doesn't trust himself, a native of the Central Plains, so does he trust the Northern Turks?

Now that he had finally had a justifiable opportunity to get him to say something from the cronies of the Northern Turkic Khan, he couldn't wish for it.

Sure enough, Khan cast a meaningful glance at the boy tied to the wooden frame, and then coldly issued an ultimatum:

"Just do as he says."

The poison master turned ashen for a moment, and was about to say something more, but saw that Khan had turned around and left the dark cell with his hands behind his back.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and gave Qi Changting a gloomy look, and followed quickly.

After the two went out, four guards re-entered, guarding the perimeter of the cage one by one.

The sound of iron chains sounded, and the boy who was hoisted high finally got his feet on the ground again, and then his legs softened and he sat on the iron fence behind him.

It hurts.

If Aqiao was here, would she feel sorry for him in the slightest?

The corners of the boy's lips raised some self-deprecating arcs, he raised his head slightly, and his Adam's apple, which was soaked in sweat, rolled unbearably.

Hopefully, Khan will not disappoint him.

The tent was dim, not a single ray of light could penetrate.

The young man didn't know the time, he only felt glaring fire bursting in while he was drowsy.

The orange-red flame reflected the side face of Poison Master somewhat strangely.

"It takes fifteen days to prepare the nightmare," his voice was bitter and sinister, "but don't think about it for these fifteen days!"

Nightmare can put people in the most frightening scene, but if you want to achieve the best effect, the mind of the poisoned person should have been destroyed to the point of being vulnerable.

"You are a martial artist, and your will is much stronger than our powerless poison masters. In order to make this bet fair enough," the corner of the poison master's mouth raised a smirk, "I prepared these fifteen Day, enjoy the feast that belongs to you alone."

The poison master stared at the boy's expression, expecting to see even a little panic from it.

However, that face was still expressionless, and his dark eyes faintly reflected his ferocity, without saying a word.

Wordless sarcasm.

The corners of Poison Master's eyes twitched, and finally he couldn't stay any longer.

He said viciously: "After fifteen days, you will regret it!"

Fifteen days later, whether Qi Changting will regret the Poison Master does not know, but right now, Bai Qiao regretted it very rarely.

——"Miss Bai, my Highness, there are only five months left."

He Cheng's words were nailed to her heart word by word, nailing her in place and unable to move.

In the small courtyard in the early morning, the girl stared at the guard's blushing face, her pupils constricted sharply.

what……

Wasn't Qi Changting pushed away by her at that time, how could it be, how could it be!

"Miss Bai, my Highness really treats you without reservation," He Cheng clenched his fists, "Why did you pretend to be him in the first place, why did you hide it from you? Isn't it because you are afraid of losing you!"

"But no matter how afraid he is, he still doesn't want to lie to you again, so he chooses to reveal all the truth to you in such a public. He is afraid that he will regret it, and he is also forcing himself!"

"Miss Bai, have you ever felt such kindness!"

The spring in the north came so late, and the spring breeze still blew the buds on the trees with a little bit of chill.

The girl leaning against the tree was trembling slightly like a bud, and couldn't help but want to retreat, but there was no way out.

Baiqiao's mind was buzzing.

She didn't know what she was thinking, what she should be thinking, and the scattered memories of the past were mixed together.

Before crossing, after crossing.

And Qi Changting's, and biological parents.

It was about to explode her brain.

Not far away, He Cheng vented indiscriminately, and finally calmed down gradually.

And the back was covered with cold sweat.

He, what did he say...

He has shaken off his highness' old background!

He Cheng's breathing was stagnant, and he almost foresaw what would happen to him when Qi Changting came back.

If Qi Changting can come back properly.

He Cheng took a deep breath and calmed down.

Right now is not the time to talk about the love of these children, it's fine for Bai Qiao to be ungrateful, and they don't insist on her doing something.

The identity of His Royal Highness is exposed, and Western Turk will definitely guard it strictly, so the manpower originally sent to support His Highness must not be enough.

He needs to go to the Xifu army to gather his confidants quickly and find a way to save His Highness back!

He Cheng took one last look at Baiqiao, his expression darkened, and he finally turned and left without saying a word.

The girl lowered her eyes and head, her face was hidden in the shadows, He Cheng naturally didn't notice her pale face.

However, just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard, a low but firm voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Take me."

"I'm going to save him."

The girl's voice was less convincing than the buds on the tree, He Cheng snorted inwardly, and kept walking.

Right now, she is going to fight, not playing with money in the Eastern Capital, how can she be of any help as a woman.

However, in the next moment, a sudden strong wind and murderous intent hit from behind his ears.

He Cheng tightened his body, turned around to avoid it, and looked back at the attacker in horror.

Then he saw the woman with scarlet eyes, holding a fan in her right hand and pointing at his vitals, her thin lips tightly pursed, staring at him coldly.

"I can save him."

Half a day later, when the team galloped on the official road, He Cheng was still in a daze.

From time to time, he looked back at the girl with a stern expression behind him, feeling a little absurd.

He seemed to be really crushed by this woman, just like when facing Qi Changting, he couldn't think of any resistance at all.

She just used the birthday gift from her master, and the distance is so close, it's not difficult to target him at all.

Why was he really frightened by her? Such a woman would definitely add to the chaos on the battlefield.

Behind him, Bai Qiao had no idea what He Cheng was thinking.

Of course, it is impossible for her to follow He Cheng and the others to the battlefield, but a war is never just about the battlefield.

The imperial court can use supplies to cut off Qi Changting's retreat, and she can also use supplies to disperse the Turkic forces.

But if you want to do this, staying in the inn is absolutely impossible.

He dared to break into the tiger's den alone.

How could she hide behind and live in peace.

It's just a Turk, who do you look down on!

The girl bit her teeth hard, and then slammed the horse's belly.

But at this moment, the Turkic people hundreds of miles away don't know what they will face.

About five days later, King Khan of the Western Turks dealt with the problems of Qi Changting and the poison master, returned to the king's tent and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

The sound of the guard's report came from outside the door.

The tent door was opened, and Khan lifted his eyelids to look at him and asked, "Have you visited him?"

The personal guard still had a faint smell of blood on his body, and he knelt down to Khan on one knee, "I've seen it, but..."

The personal guard hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Does that poison master have any resentment in his heart, and his attack was too ruthless?"

The personal guards don't like people like poison masters either, they just think they are like poisonous snakes that occasionally wake up in winter on the grassland, gloomy and unprincipled.

A few days ago, the poison master only used vitex, but as the preparation time for the nightmare got closer, the poison master poured out all his fear of the nightmare on the boy, and his methods became more and more vicious.

However, the boy just silently endured the cold sweat all over his head, and didn't say a word.

You must know that the most dangerous animals on the grassland are never barking dogs, but wolves hunting silently.

"Since Zheng dared to bet with the nightmare, maybe he didn't lie. After the nightmare, if Zheng Ji hates us for allowing the poison master to torture him like this, will there be a gap in his heart?"

The torches in the tent crackled.

Khan thought about it for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything, and asked about another matter.

"In the past few months, I heard that many herdsmen on the grassland have brought groups of healthy horses to the east for trading?"

It has to be said that the news channels of Western Turks are really slow enough.

A war without gunpowder over there had ended before he noticed the extinguished fuse.

The personal guard nodded, "It's true, and for the sake of self-interest, many tribes didn't even reserve the share to sell to the king's account. The boys in our army will soon come to the season of changing horses, and I'm afraid they will have to purchase additional ones. ..."

Qin Wei paused for a moment before saying: "In the past, the price of an ordinary horse at 30 taels has risen to 40 taels, and the better horses have even risen to 55 taels of silver."

In ancient times, information and transportation were inconvenient. Tongle originally collected horses in the northeast, so the horse dealers in the west drove their horses to the east. Now it is far from the time to return, and the price in the west will naturally remain high in a short time.

Khan's face darkened a little.

The personal guard hurriedly added: "However, the horseman in our army told us two days ago that there is no need to worry. He has found a way to buy horses at a low price."

"It's a Central Plains horse dealer from the east. He said that he is willing to sign a contract with us and sell it to us at a price of 45 taels a horse in ten days. Although the price is still more expensive than in previous years A little bit, but..."

But there is no way.

This is also the reason why the guards attach great importance to Qi Zheng. The Western Turks really lack a timely news channel.

Khan rubbed his fingers for a while, then waved to the guard.

For now, so be it.

"Wait," Khan stopped the guards who were about to retreat again, and said in a deep voice, "It's fine to do business with people from the Central Plains, but the place of signing the contract and negotiating must be in our Turkic territory, do you understand?"

"As you order, Your Majesty."

The guard retreated.

And hundreds of miles away at the border of Western Xinjiang, the girl changed into a capable Hu businessman's attire, and took He Cheng and a group of people to prepare to set off to the west.

"Miss Bai, you..." When the horse was about to take a step, He Cheng called her.

The girl looked back, her bright eyes were as quiet as the sky above her head.

He Cheng swallowed the last sentence, bowed his head and bowed his hands.