Hurrying back to the royal court and looking at the scattered yurts outside the royal court, Yuan Lie realized that what Dazasa said was not false. Compared with the densely populated valley camp, his royal court was so cold that there were not even ants.

Yuan Lie's brows frowned slightly and urged his horse to rush outside the tent.

Pushing open the wooden door wrapped in thick sheepskin, he saw Su Moer sleeping soundly on the slap bed, and an inexplicable anger suddenly arose in his heart!

He walked to the edge of the bed in three or two steps, lifted the soft and insulated silk quilt, and picked up Su Moer, who was wearing the soft silk cloak from the bed.

"Bold!" Good dream was disturbed. Su Moer first asked sternly. When he saw clearly that Yuan Lie was wearing military uniform standing in front of him, he suddenly turned softer and asked with a delicate smile: "When will Dasang come back? I have been waiting for you all night!"

"Su Moer, as a concubine, how dare you sleep soundly among the king of Ben Khan?" Yuan Lie suppressed his anger and asked coldly.

"I'm here... here..." Su Mo'er was frightened by the coldness in Yuan Lie's eyes, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble, and her speech was as soft as before.

"This is the Khan tent, how can you, a little concubine, be here?" Yuan Lie threw a pile of silk and satin on the head of the bed on Su Moer and said angrily: "Hurry up and put on your clothes and go back to your yurt!"

"Shan—!" Su Moer looked at Yuan Lie in grievance, and tears fell down. "You have been leaving for several months, and the concubine left the tribe's people alone. This royal court is taking care of the concubine..."

"Concubine Su, do you really think Ben Khan is a fool?" Yuan Lie had no intention of flirting with Su Mo'er, and threw her out of the tent with her and her clothes. "Get out of my khan! Thinking of your love for so many years, Ben Khan will introduce you to live a few more days!"

"Sweat, how can you?" Su Moer, who was wearing only the middle clothes, was thrown into the snow, and his whole body was trembling with cold. She crawled a few steps, hugged Yuan Lie's legs, and cried, "Who made a slander with you? I'm just trying to sweat a lot--!"

"Come!" Yuan Lie became even more impatient. He called the guards with him and pointed at Su Moer, who was trembling with cold, and said, "Please invite Concubine Su back to her own yurt!"

The guard who obeyed the order was stunned. I wonder how Su Moer offended Dahan, but was actually bombarded out in thin clothes.

"Sweat, you can't be so ruthless!" Su Mo'er tightened Yuan Lie's legs even harder, her plump face turned white, but her lips turned blue and purple. She said tremblingly: "Since you left the royal court, everything here is taken care of by the concubine, and there is no credit and hard work. But my hard work has been done by you, how can it be favorable for you?"

Su Mo'er can be said to have blood and tears, and the soldiers beside her showed sympathy.

Don't you know that as her body shivering from the cold, a crisp sound of gold and jade hitting on her arms was very inconsistent with her sad voice.

Yuan Lie's eyes fell on her wrists, but it turned out that there were three or four bracelets of jade or red gold hanging on each of her arms, and blue anger appeared in her eyes!

——If he guessed correctly, those are the dowry that Yue Qiyun had given him!

"Ben Khan's royal court will give you a concubine to take care of?" Yuan Lie kicked Su Mo'er in the chest. After a fierce sound of gold and jade collision, Su Mo'er rolled a few times on the snow and fell at the feet of the guards.

"Go! Summon the head of the royal court to Ben Khan, and there is also!" He pointed to the jewelry that originally belonged to Yue Qiyun on Su Mo'er, and said coldly: "Let me find another servant and get rid of the jewelry made by Concubine Su!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at Su Moer, who was sitting on the snow and rolling around, turned around and strode into the tent.

The tent without Yue Qiyun was still as luxurious as it was, but there was a strong fragrance of powder in the air that made him frown.

His fingers stroked the various colors of rouge that were turned upside down on the dressing table, and the jewelry piled up on a table, and the Yue Qiyun he saw last night appeared in front of Yuan Lie's eyes.

She was the eldest concubine of Wang Ting, but she was wearing the clothes of an ordinary woman, without any decorations on her body. The only silver hairpin on her head was also the decoration of the most ordinary woman of the Flame Clan.

But his concubine, Yuan Lie, enjoyed her treatment in the tent where she originally lived, and decorated herself with her dowry.

Yuan Lie suddenly felt ashamed - for the condemnation that Yue Qiyun had received during this period and for the humiliation that the royal family in the surname Yuan had added to her.

"Khan, I wonder if you have asked a villain to come over and give instructions?" Cheng Hongzhi, as the chief supervisor of the royal court, heard Yuan Lie's call, hurriedly ran into the king's tent, nodded and asked with a smile.

"Lao Cheng, Ben Khan remembers that from your father's generation, you have been the head of the Wang Ting, right?" Yuan Lie asked while throwing the black iron helmet on his head onto the bench beside him.

"Yes, yes!" Cheng Hongzhi nodded repeatedly, ran to Yuan Lie with a very wink, and helped him remove the heavy armor with a slight touch, and said with a pleasing smile: "My father has always followed the old Khan King, and has been serving the royal court for generations. By the generation of villains, he is already the third generation!"

"I heard that the left-behind royal families have a high opinion of you!" Taking off his heavy armor, Yuan Lie only wore a moon-white middle suit and sat on the bed that he once hated very much.

"Everywhere is what villains should do, what they should do!" Cheng Hongzhi put the armor on the clothes hanger one by one, feeling a little excited. Hearing the meaning of Dahan, he seemed to be very satisfied with himself, right?

"What should I do?" Yuan Lie narrowed his eyes, pressed his hands on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and his voice became even colder. "So, starving the ordinary shepherd in the royal court to death is also what you should do? Depriving our soldiers of the rations is also what you should do?"

"Little man...Little man..." Cheng Hongzhi was so scared that he trembled, knelt on the ground, and repeatedly said: "In the years of famine, it is a helpless move for villains to do this! After all, food is limited..." He said, while scraping his stomach and thinking about excuses.

"What a grain is limited!" Yuan Lie opened his eyes wide open. As the tribe's Khan King's aura made Cheng Hongzhi unable to raise his head. "Ben Khan remembered that when the army set off, the grain stored in the granary was enough for the left-behind tribe members to last until Ben Khan's army returned. Why did he say that there was insufficient food and grass? Could it be that anyone could rob the granary of the granary?"

"Sweat..." Cheng Hongzhi was already sweating coldly at this time, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and he had no idea what to say.
Chapter completed!