Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

It was the night, the prince took his relatives and carried a knife to kill all the other brothers' sons and loyal servants, and the women became his concubines.

The howls and screams resounded across the river, and the snow on the ground was full of blood and red and bright.

By the third day, there was still a strong smell of blood in the camp.

Yelu Khan was not awake, the remaining elders of the tribe did not come forward to prevent the prince from killing them all.

Yaoying's tent was surrounded by Ye Lu's bravest knights from morning to night, and Xie Qing guarded her almost every step of the way.

On the fourth day, the personal soldiers suddenly hurried into the account and said anxiously: "Princess, the people of Ye Lu's department are going to kill our horse!"

When Yaoying got married, she brought hundreds of good horses from Wei Wei, one of which was the Wusun BMW that Li Zhongqian gave her back then. After arriving at Yelu's department, her horse was taken care of by the shepherd of Yelu's department and the soldiers she brought.

Xie Qingteng stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Yaoying also stood up: "You go and stop those people, I'll go to the prince."

The person who gave the order is the prince, and only by stopping the prince can she keep her horse.

Xie Qing thought for a while, felt uneasy, let the other soldiers go to the stables, followed Yaoying by herself, and accompany her to find the prince.

The prince drank in his tent, and the slave girl went in to give it to him. He put down the wine bowl, laughed and got up to greet him.

Yaoying entered the tent and immediately scolded her with a cold face and angrily: "Has Ye Lu's forgotten the covenant with me Dawei? If the prince doesn't want to keep his promise, he will send me back to the Central Plains! I am the great princess of Wei, Ye Lubu. The one who married Ke Dun, the prince insulted me so much, wouldn’t he be afraid that Wei would send troops to attack?"

The prince looked surprised, squinted his eyes, and smiled: "The princess has misunderstood. My Ye Lu department admires the Central Plains dynasty. How can I fail to believe it?"

After speaking, he paused, and carefully looked at Yaoying from top to bottom, looking back and forth on her like a knife.

"Princess rest assured, according to our custom, even if my father Khan died unfortunately, I will keep the promise of friendship with Dawei. With the new Khan, the princess will still be the most noble Kotun of Yelu's family."

He said meaningfully and authentically: "I must take my father Khan to love the princess well."

Yaoying lowered her eyelashes, and her body trembled, as if she did not dare to face the naked eyes of the prince, her pale hands gripping her sleeves tightly.

The eldest prince saw the panic she tried to conceal, as if there were hundreds of cat paws scratching in his heart, he couldn't help getting closer, making a nose-sniffing motion.

Sure enough, the Han women were different from the stinky women in the tribe. They were soft and soft, white and tender, with a charming fragrance on their bodies.

It is more delicious than the sweetest cheese.

The prince was full of intoxication, and took a step forward, reaching out to hug Yaoying.

Yaoying was scared back and her body shook more severely: "The prince, we in the Central Plains are the most respectful of etiquette. If there is anything wrong with the Khan, I need to write to the court and wait for the court to issue an edict to obey the customs of your ministry. Otherwise, I would rather die than be humiliated!"

She raised her head, tears in her eyes, spring ripples.

The beauty did not want to show weakness, but every movement and every look in her eyes showed how scared and helpless she was at the moment. Faced with this face that was eager to weep, the prince couldn't help but feel softened.

This stunning beauty will be his sooner or later.

The prince smiled playfully and said: "I'll ask someone to write a letter, so the princess doesn't have to worry about this."

Yaoying was silent for a while, and then raised her face: "Why did the great prince order the killing of the horses I brought? Those good horses are my makeup and the property of the Yelu Department. I prepared them for the warriors of Yelu Department. one's gift."

The corner of the prince's mouth roused: "Since it is the princess's makeup, I can't kill it naturally."

He raised his voice for the entourage to enter the account, and ordered him to let Yaoying's horse go. He kept looking at Yaoying unblinkingly, with force.

"The princess is made of water. It is too late for me to cherish. How can I let the princess be wronged?"

Yaoying's shoulders trembled lightly, and she turned to go out.

Xie Qing followed behind her.

Back to her tent, Yaoying raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Xie Qing said softly: "Princess, you are wronged."

Yaoying shook her head to indicate that there was nothing wrong, and sat cross-legged on the felt blanket, lowering her voice: "It seems that the prince will not kill Yelu Khan immediately. He agrees with the alliance between Yelu Khan and Wei Chao."

After a trial, she could confirm that the prince would not tear up the covenant. As long as the prince still cares about Wei Chao, she is still safe.

"But I always feel very upset in my heart..."

Yaoying shuddered when she thought of Bie Mu Tie's golden eyes.

The eldest prince is a rude person, and even the caravan of Tammuraka dared to **** it. It is not like someone who can endure more than half a year for an assassination plan. Judging from the prince's calm and vicious means, the prince must have been preparing for a long time.

In less than three days, he wiped out all the people who opposed him in the tribe.

Not a single fish slipped through the net.

How can it be so meticulous if it is not carefully planned?

"The other adult princes are dead, including Khan's two righteous sons...Bie Mu Tie is highly regarded by the Khan, but he is safe, and has become the eldest prince's right-hand man."

"Everyone is trapped in the camp, only the confidants of the prince can enter and leave." Yaoying muttered, "I suspect that Bie Mu Tie is the real person behind the scenes."

Bie Mu Tie did not show up in the past two days, but she intuitively felt that everything that happened in the tribe was inseparable from him.

Xie Qing was also very impressed by Bie Mu Tie. The alien man was tall and sturdy, with flabby muscles and sharp eyes like a falcon. He knew at a glance that he was an expert at riding and shooting. In the battles where Li Xuanzhen led his troops to regain Liangzhou, Bie Mu Tie showed bravery, and Li De also rewarded him with a bow.

He wondered: "Why does Bie Mu Tie betray the khan who respects him and turn to help the small-minded prince? He is not afraid that the prince will kill him when things happen?"

Yaoying's hands trembled slightly, and the previous suspicion slowly came to her mind.

I was only skeptical before, but now it seems that eight|nine will not leave ten.

She never expected that she would meet the murderous evil **** in Ye Lu's department.

Yelu Khan is not terrible, the prince can barely deal with it, but in the face of Bie Mu Tie, she has no chance of winning, she just wants to avoid it as much as possible.

But avoiding it does not mean she is safe.

Yaoying pursed her lips, suppressing the anxiety in her heart, and called the soldiers who knew a little medical skills from her entourage to take someone to Yelu Khan's tooth tent.

"Khan is seriously ill. As Khan, I should take care of Khan and do my best."

Tali translated her words into the language of the tribe.

The warrior in front of the tooth tent looked at each other and sent someone to report to the prince.

The eldest prince just started to desire, and he was having fun with Hu Nu. Hearing the words, he rubbed the Hu Nu in his arms and smiled and said: "The princess is so important, and it is the blessing of my Yelu department. Please take care of the princess. My father Khan."

The old man can't live for a few days. The princess wants to take care of the old man. Let her take care of it. Just let the princess watch the old man die with her own eyes, so that she can completely surrender to him.

The eldest prince felt even more itchy at the thought of the charming and charming charm of Princess Wen Zhao, who was crying on her eyelashes, raised her small face and looked at herself.

Hu Nu's cry came from the tent.

Yelu Khan's tooth tent was strangely mixed with the corrupt and sour smell of suet and spirits. Yaoying walked into the tent, choking almost unable to lift her head.

Several Hu women guarded the bed, and when they saw Yaoying, they exchanged a surprised look.

Yaoying motioned her soldiers to step forward to look at Ye Lu Khan's pulse, took the felt veil from Hu Nuv's hand, and naturally leaned on the couch.

The Hu women hesitated for a while, and stepped back respectfully.

Yelu Khan was lying between the felt blankets, his face was pale and his breathing was weak. The soldiers looked at his face, opened his eyelids, and shook his head towards Yaoying.

Yaoying had expected this a long time ago, Yelu Khan must have been hopeless, otherwise the prince would not dare to put her in the tent.

She was still sitting on the couch, and gradually got used to the smell of the tooth tent.

In the night, she stayed and talked outside the tent, and the prince and Bie Mu Tie walked into the tent one after another.

The prince glanced at Yaoying, didn't care, turned to talk to Bie Mu Tie.

Yaoying's eyes are drooping, her posture is gentle and obedient.

Bie Mu Tie's pale yellow eyes stared at her for a while, a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said something to the prince in nonsense.

The prince listened, looked at Yaoying, with wicked eyes, and replied in nonsense.

Yaoying remained motionless.

Tali beside her changed her face and trembled all over.

The prince raised his leg and kicked at Tali, shouting: "Slave! Why don't you tell the princess what I said?"

Talise flinched twice and hid behind Yaoying, not daring to speak.

The eldest prince looked at Yaoying's slightly trembling hands, laughed a few times, and turned away from the tent.

Bie Mu Tie also followed out.

Before turning around, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing like electricity, and turned back and forth on Yaoying.

Yaoying turned her back to him and lowered her head to comfort Tali, her palms were sweaty.

After a while, the door of the tent was closed gently, so you didn't get out of it.

Yaoying asked Tali in a low voice: "What did the prince say just now?"

Tali whispered: "The prince said some vulgar disrespect."

The prince said that she would tear off the princess's dress in front of all the soldiers of the Wei Dynasty. She did not dare to translate it to the princess.

Yaoying was silent for a while, tears streaming down, lying on the side of Yelu Khan's couch, weeping quietly.

"If you don't tell me, I can guess... what good things can they say, barbarians outside the Great Wall?"

"I hate Li Xuanzhen! He is so cruel! I am the grand princess Wei, with golden branches and jade leaves, living in this place outside the Great Wall, with these savages... Khan will not live long... What should I do in the future..."

She cried for a long time.

Tali was at a loss, wringing out the veil to wipe Yaoying's tears, and gently persuading her to stop her crying.

The harsh northwest wind was blowing, and the figure outside the tent shook.

Yaoying lowered her head to wipe her tears, her eyes flushed with crying, but her eyes were clear and quiet.

In the following days, Yaoying guarded Yelu Khan every day, and the elder prince and Biemutie occasionally brought the clan elders to take a look.

Yelu Khan's complexion worsened day by day, and after ten days, he finally swallowed.

In the middle of the night, Xie Qing told Yaoying that after Khan died, Bie Mu Tie left the camp with a few entourages, not knowing where he went.

The guess was confirmed, and Yaoying's heart beat wildly.

Bie Mu Tie is indeed not an ordinary person.

According to the custom of the Yelu tribe, the people of the tribe had to organize a cremation for the dead Khan, wrap the Khan in a white cloth, lift it up on a high platform, and burn it with fire, so that the Khan's spirit could return to the embrace of the Zoroastrian god.

The next day, when night fell, the men and women of the tribe gathered in the square to pay homage to Yelu Khan's remains and see him off.

Under the cold moonlight, the tribe sang sad songs.

The eldest prince was impatient to hear that, he broke into Yaoying's tent with a grin, stretched out his hand to tear her clothes: "From today, I am the new khan. Tonight is my wedding with the princess. No one is allowed to come in and disturb! "

Xie Qing immediately drew his sword and stood in front of Yaoying.

The prince hugged empty, frowned, and grinned: "Why, the princess is not willing?"

Yaoying, dressed as a woman of the Yelu family, bowed to the prince, "Please forgive me, the prince, tonight is the funeral of old Khan, please allow me to send Khan one last time, otherwise I really feel it in my heart. Uneasy, unable to serve the prince wholeheartedly."

She lowered her voice, her tone was gentle, and the half of her neck exposed between her robes was as soft as jade, "Tomorrow, the prince will be my khan."

When the mellow tone was spoken, the elder prince's body was half crisp immediately, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Never mind! Go ahead!"

Yaoying stood up, stepped out of the tent without looking back, and came to the square where the crowd gathered.

The fire was blazing in the field. People knelt in front of the bonfire, some weeping in low voices, some weeping loudly, some sitting in twos and threes together drinking and keeping out the cold, and some staring numbly at the old Khan’s corpse melted in the fire. For soot.

Yaoying crossed the crowd, step by step to the front soil platform.

Her hair was braided, and she wore a flower crown. The braids were adorned with pearls and jade, and the neck was hung down with beaded strings. She wore a colorful veil on her waist. She wore a brocade robe with small sleeves that only Kotun could wear. Goddess.

Everyone stopped crying and looked up at her in unison.

Standing on the earth platform, Yaoying faced the crowd, feeling that hundreds of pairs of strange eyes were staring at her at this moment.

Tali stood beside her and cleared her throat.

Yaoying waved her hand, looked around, and slowly said: "Khan told me before his death that Ye Lu is a descendant of the **** wolf, and every Ye Lu warrior's body is filled with the blood of the **** wolf."

Ye Lu's men and women in the audience looked at her in surprise.

The princess speaks clearly, her voice is crisp, and she is not speaking Chinese that they don't understand, but is clearly the language of their Yelu family!

Tali looked at Yaoying with disbelief: The princess can speak nonsense!

Yaoying looked calm and looked at the stranger who was grieving in front of the fire: "My husband Yelu Hazhu is a brave warrior. He left his parents with his tribal entourage when he was twelve years old to fight for his territory. He has led you to defeat one after another incomparable enemies, find a fertile land for you, and take countless cattle and sheep. He protects you and raises you. He is the son of a **** wolf, a brave father, and a wise khan. "

She glanced into the distance, the prince and his entourage had not noticed this way.

"And you..." Yaoying's tone suddenly became ironic, her eyes swept across the faces of tribal warriors with numb complexion, "You are so cowardly! The prince Fuman brutally killed his brother and betrayed him. Father, the people who slaughtered your people, you are hiding aside like meek lambs, indifferent, you have defiled the blood of the **** wolf, and put the Khan in the sky to shame!"

There was still water-like silence in the black crowd.

The young and old men and women of Ye Lu's department remained motionless, staring at Yaoying blankly.

The prince's entourage was furious, turned around and returned to the tent, preparing to report to the prince, but was stopped by others.

Yaoying stood in front of the fire, standing under the silver moonlight, welcoming the silent gaze of everyone, speeding up his speech, and loudly said: "The Khan’s Spirit of Heaven is looking at us! I, Princess Wei Wenzhao, Ye Lu Bu Ke Dun, will personally avenge the Khan, and pay homage to the Khan's spirit with the blood of a traitor!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the elder prince’s entourage had already passed through the crowd and rushed towards her. She immediately turned and jumped off the platform. Xie Qing, who was hiding in the crowd, jumped up, picked her up, and a few escaped from the entourage. .

"Catch her!"

More and more Yelu warriors chased over.

Xie Qing hugged Yaoying and ran fast, Yaoying took out a whistle from his sleeve and blew it.

A sharp whistle came out of the camp, and several sharp noises pierced the air suddenly sounded around the silent camp, and several silver bright spots flashed across the dark night sky, like meteors across the sky, sending out a series of frightening whistles. The sound, smashed to the camp.

The people of Ye Lu had never seen such a horrible scene, all of them were dumbfounded, staring at the falling meteors.

The sky of Cen Ji seemed to be torn in half by a pair of invisible big hands, one after another bright silver tails whizzed and rushed down.

Immediately afterwards, the flames spread.

The tents suddenly burned on their own, and clusters of bright yellow flames rose to the sky.

The warrior chasing Yaoying stopped with a panic expression on his face.

There was a stern cry from the sluggish crowd: "God's punishment! God's punishment! This is the Khan's divine punishment from the Spirit of Heaven!"

Ye Lu's soul was frightened, and he got up to escape, but his feet were soft and unable to move.

"God wolf protection! Zoroastrian **** is on top!"

"I'm not from Volman!"

They knelt on the ground, howling, trembling, and begging for mercy.

The whole camp was in chaos.

The prince who was drinking in the tent finally realized that something was wrong, rushed out of the tent, saw the bright spots in the sky, opened his eyes wide, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.

"God's punishment! Great prince, this is a god's punishment!"

"The Khan has manifested!"

The prince looked savage and concealed his fear. He drew his sword and chopped off a few of his followers who turned and ran away, and said angrily: "Don't be afraid, this is magic!"

He rushed to the square carrying a blood-stained knife, and while walking, he cut and killed the entourage who turned to run away, with a bloodthirsty cold light in his eyes.

The clansmen became more frightened and dared not follow him anymore and fled in all directions.

On the riverside to the east of the camp, Yaoying quickly climbed up to Wusunma, pinched the horse's belly, and galloped towards the Central Plains under the **** of Xie Qing and other soldiers.

Behind him, the fire in the camp is still burning.

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In order not to get stuck, so it's late