"Glassan, don't be rude!" Yue Qiyun heard Glassan become more and more distorted as she spoke, and quickly spoke out to stop her.

"Miss, are you wrong? You worked hard for the tribe members, and you asked the court musicians who accompanied them to herd herdsmen to graze with them, and then arranged for the Master to educate the tribe members. In the end, even the Longhu Guard's war horses were given out!" Jianlan felt indignant when she remembered the sins that Yue Qiyun suffered. Her eyes were red, and she wanted to count the experiences of this period, but she was sobbing so hard. At the end, she covered her mouth and cried.

"Our master retreats again and again, but what about you?" Roland took the words of Gladiola and said with a pretty face red: "Su Moer, a small concubine, actually jumped out. In order to blow our master and servant out of the royal court, he actually used such shameless tricks! You always advised our master not to care about it. When did our master really care about you? If the master is a little narrow-minded, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals left by your royal court have long been dealt with by the Dragon and Tiger Guards. Why are you forced to leave the house by your tribe and even keep the dowry in the royal court?"

Facing the two maids' questioning, Dazasa was already ashamed. If he was not present when Yue Qiyun was shot out of the royal court, other things happened when he was lowly, didn't he choose to remain silent at that time?

"The concubine is in the safety of the Fire Flame tribe, but we are treated rudely. I am really ashamed of the concubine!" Dazasa couldn't say anything. At this time, he wished that time could go back to the flow and prevent those things from happening again.

"It's all over, what's the point of saying this now?" Gladiola said angrily.

"Okay, you two are about the same!" Yue Qiyun lowered her face, "Since this matter has been said, there will be a public judgment on the right and wrong. The past has been done, so there is no need to hold on to the past."

Yue Qiyun doesn't want to immerse herself in the hatred of the past. This is not only bad for herself, but also does not benefit the children in her womb.

She is the daughter of the Yue family, and she still has this kind of mind. She glanced at the old man who was ashamed of shame, and Yue Quyun slowly said, "I don't know what are the plans for Dazhasa to come here this time?"

"Oh..." Dazhasa wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and bowed hurriedly: "I was just thinking about coming over to persuade the concubine to go back to the royal court, but now I have changed my mind. Since the concubine is pregnant, I must stay by your side, so I dare not let the little master make any mistakes."

After hearing Dazasa's words, the injustice in Gladiola and Roland calmed down and they no longer glared at the old man.

"I just want the concubine to arrange a place to live. I don't go back to the royal court, so I live here and wait for the Khan to come back with victory."

Yue Qiyun nodded and looked at Zhou Lang's general beside him and instructed: "Our tents are still some. You can send someone to set up a strong and warm tent for Dazasa, but don't let the old man down.

General Zhou Lang took the order out, and Dazasa persuaded Yue Qiyun again, and compensated Jilan and Roland a lot, so he left their big tent.

Dazhasa insisted on living with the members of the Lieyan tribe, so General Zhou Lang followed him to tie the tent outside the valley.

At night, the snow fell a little heavier, and the snow on the ground had lost its calves.

Because there was nothing wrong, Yue Qiyun leaned on the bed, watching Roland sewing small clothes for the unborn child with candlelight.

In the quiet valley at night, the sound of falling snow outside the tent and the neighing of horses from the stables made the night on the grassland look even more deserted.

In the big tent, the charcoal fire was burning red. Wulan was lying at the door of the big tent and pretended to sleep. Her ears moved from time to time, as if she was distinguishing the movements in the distance.

Suddenly, Ulan opened her eyes and looked vigilantly at the ground near the foot of the bed.

"The wind is coming." It made a series of purrs in its throat, slowly stood up, shook its snow-white hair, and walked leisurely to Yue Qiyun's feet.

Sure enough, in the light of the light of the light, Yue Qiyun saw a thick carpet arched a small bulge on the edge of the big tent, and then a gray little head emerged from under the carpet.

——That sneaky look, if you don’t have the bag raised by Yue Qiyun, who would be the one who would be Shunfeng?

Shunfeng blinked his little eyes and looked carefully at the two maids who were working on their own. Then he carefully slipped out and drilled under Ulan's belly. Under the cover of its long and thick hair, the mouse's head was exposed.

"Master, I heard from my younger brothers that the Karen people were very angry this time, but they did not look like they mobilized their troops. But the Nai Barbarians were not a little weird!" Shunfeng said in a soft voice as he heard the news.

"Naman tribe?" Yue Qiyun sat upright and frowned slightly.

"From what they mean, it seems that they are waiting for the snow to stop and they will send soldiers. I heard that yes, I want to go to the vicinity of Songliao River..." Shunfeng was puzzled. In its impression, Songliao River should not belong to the Yanbei grassland. What are these people doing when they run away?

"Songliao River?" Yue Qiyun gasped and stood up. The sudden action caused the two maids to stop their work together and look at Yue Qiyun whose face changed drastically.

"Miss, why are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jianlan hurried over, supported Yue Qiyun's arm, and asked anxiously.

"No, it's okay!" Yue Qiyun was anxious to understand the movements of the Naiman army, and pretended to be fine and sat back again.

"Why are your face so pale? Miss, don't scare me!" Roland also came over, his eyes circling on Yue Qiyun's lower abdomen. "I just said I won't let you work hard. Since I came back in the early morning, my face has been a little bad. Has there something wrong with the young master?"

"You both calm down, and I will lose all my problems!" Looking at the two nervous Xixi, Yue Qiyun was angry and laughed. She pushed the two away with one hand and said, "It's just a little bit boring. It's even more uncomfortable for you to surround me like this. OK, okay, go and do whatever you should do, I'll just lie down!"

"Then you must tell me if you have any questions!" Jianlan touched Yue Qiyun's dry and warm hands and reminded him with concern.

After finally sending the two of them away, Yue Qiyun hurriedly urged the big mouse to explain in detail the situation of the Naiman tribe.

"I heard from the old Khan of the Nai barbarians that they seemed to send a large army to fight near Songliao River, saying that they were making dumplings with the army of Wuchi Kingdom..." Shunfeng tilted his head and said in confusion: "I have never heard of making dumplings with the army!"

"Then they said how many people they would send and when will they go to the battle?" Yue Qiyun explained to the big mouse without any worries, and hurriedly asked the key point of the matter.
Chapter completed!